Controlled Pandemonium || Where Did It All Go Wrong - Year 5

Chapter 7. What Do You Know?

Filch put another rule up on the wall. All students will submit to questioning about suspected illicit activities. Y/n was in the line with some other Slytherins. Eventually it came to her turn, Umbridge poured her some tea.

"Do you know anything?" She sat down.

"No, Ma'am." She shakes her head.

"Are you sure?" She smiled still, wanting the girl to spill anything she had. "I know you're a bright, extraordinary student. We wouldn't want to take away any privileges from you, would we?"

She hesitated, "I heard a rumor," she offered. Umbridge leaned closer, interested. "My sister, Maria L/n, was planning on starting a study club with George and Fred Weasley, like a toy-making workshop." She shrugged. "That's just what I heard."

"Hm," she smiled, a bit annoyed now. This was not what she was hoping for. "You may go, dear."

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Y/n started to head to the Room of Requirements. When inside, she pulled Harry aside, "I can't do this anymore," She told him. "I don't want my privileges taken away."

"I understand, Y/n, I do, but this is bigger than your privileges," Harry replied. "You're invested now."

"No, I never signed my name," she shakes her head. "I am not invested. Today is my last, I'm not going to be involved any longer."

He shook his head, denying it, and went to go help some people with their spells, "You'll change your mind later."

Y/n went over to Neville with a sigh, going to help him. "Hi, Neville, how are we doing over here?"

"Expelliarmus," Neville tried again, but it was a bit off.

"Try focusing on a single fixed point, not the object as a whole," She explained, holding her wand out to demonstrate. "Try again."

"Expelliarmus," Neville said again, then sighed in defeat.

"You'll get it eventually," she shrugged.

Later in the day, Y/n sat outside, watching Draco and 2 others pass around a ravenclaw boy like he was a basketball. Y/n laughed cruelly as the boys did too. "Careful, you might scramble him," She warned.

The four of them started to throw snow balls at him, laughing. Y/n high fived the boys as they successfully hit the poor boy.

After finishing up their fun, they walked down the halls, hearing a new announcement. "Those wishing to join the inquisitorial squad for extra credit may sign up in the high inquisitor's office."

Y/n and Draco smirked at each other, heading down to her office. They all got pins on their slytherin robes, coincidentally, it was just Y/n and Draco with their Slytherin classmates (followers, if you will).

Draco, Y/n, and Mr. Filch was following Luna Lovegood, watching her enter the Room of Requirement, then they rushed toward it as the door shrank. They finally make it to the entrance, however when Draco and Mr. Flinch dived inside, it was a small broom closet. Y/n looked from outside, fake confusion on her face.

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That night, Y/n wrote a letter to Tom, addressing it to Narcissa to pass along to the Dark Lord. Her response was a very school-girl crush formatted letter, almost like fan mail but when the fan has a parasocial relationship with the celebrity. Except they did have some sort of messed up relationship.

'My Dearest Tom,

I can't wait for June so I can see you again. Once I see you at the Ministry I will have more information that you have asked for, but for now nobody has told me much. They only know of your desire for more followers, and currently, they are striving for the same. As far as I know, they have no plans and not many people on their side. But I do know Dumbledore is about to be exiled, possibly sent to Azkaban. The Minister is in denial over your existence, and thinks Dumbledore is trying to take his place as Minister. However, Harry Potter has started a secret student organization, training students to be in 'Dumbledore's Army', which I was involved in at first. They flattered me into it, and made me believe it was for the OWLs. Don't worry, my love, I have since removed myself from it. I have nothing but devotion to you. I promise to try my hardest to get you more information.

Love, Y/n'

A few years ago, Y/n would have been disgusted with herself. But now, she was so overridden with infatuation that she was acting silly. Voldemort knows this, and is using it to his advantage. He knows that if she was on Harry Potter's side, she could easily overpower his army on her own, but if he constricted her to only himself, he could use her to dominate the entire world. All he has to do is keep her happy with him.

She attached the letter to her owl, sending it to Narcissa Malfoy, her Godmother. The owl flew out of the window silently, and Y/n grinned, laying on her bed with a lovestruck feeling.