➵ Choice ➵ {DM and HP)

➵ Chapter 6 ➵

"Oh so according to you Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord?!"

My sharp statement sends the room into a brief silence as all eyes turn to me, but I keep mine fixated on the pink clad woman in front of me.

She inhales quickly, her eyes flashing with anger, "Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident, he—"

"It wasn't an accident—" I start angrily.

Harry's voice finishes my thought. "It was murder, Voldemort killed him, you must know tha—"

"ENOUGH!" Umbridge yells, quieting us both. She's breathing heavily and her face is a deep shade of pink, matching her disgusting clothes.

She takes a couple of deep breaths to compose herself.

"Detention, both of you, my office." She hisses before turning back to the board.

I gulp down a handful of air as I try to calm myself. The room is full of stifling emotions, all barreling down on me at once and I try to block them out, focusing on just breathing.

"Now, after this, exciting beginning, we could use some order. Please turn to chapter 1 and begin reading." Umbridge orders, her voice returning to it's normal high pitched self.

There's a bustle of books opening and people flipping pages but I keep my eyes on her. I make no move to open the book and Umbridge meets my glare, smiling sweetly.

"That's on page 4, dear," she says casually and after I make no move to open my book, she points her wand at my book, opening it to the correct page.

I feel someone's gaze on my shoulder and turn slightly to see Malfoy watching me with his icy glare. I narrow my eyes and he just shakes his head, disming my gaze as if I were a child he couldn't put up with.

I turn back to the book, staring at the words without reading them. Detention? I've never gotten it before.

But detention is the least of my worries at the moment. What's worse is the scary thought of having to put up with this pink toad for the rest of the year, maybe longer. I don't know how I would survive a week, much less a year.

I close my eyes.

How will I handle it?

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The rest of the period was spent staring at the same pages over and over, trying to get my brain to work. I couldn't even describe the relief I felt when it was finally over and I left the classroom so fast, you could've barely blinked.

I walk out the class doors and start down the hallway, before feeling a presence next to me.

"That was really dumb of you." I hear Malfoy's cold voice and my previous anger returns.

"Why do you care?" I snap, turning a corner in hopes that he'll leave me alone.

He doesn't.

"I don't. I'm just interested as to why you thought it wise to stand up for Potter of all people? Aren't you supposed to be smart?"

I stop and turn quickly to face his steel eyes.

"First of all, I didn't stand up for Harry Potter, I stood up against Umbridge. Second of all, I thought you hated me?"

He crosses his arms defensively, "I do."

I raise an eyebrow, "Then why do you follow me around everywhere I go?"

"I don't follo—" He starts but I cut him off.

"Just shove off Malfoy, and leave me alone. I don't need you constantly in my day."

With those words I turn and walk away down the hallway, too annoyed to care which direction I go.

Why can't he just leave me alone? I didn't ask for him to keep bothering me, so why does he keep showing up around every corner?

I shake my head, clearing it of any Malfoy thoughts and turn my mind to my looming detention.

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Author's note:

Umbridge < Voldemort

^^^ I don't make the rules

"Eloise better only refer to Malfoy as ferret for the rest of her life." ➵ Sophie

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