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

Chapter 9. As in the Dark Lord's?

Today was exam day, June 17th, and every 5th year sat in front of a giant clock, and Dolores Umbridge supervised every student. Y/n was half way through her test within the first 20 minutes, when suddenly there was a soft bang from outside the great hall doors. The banging continued and Umbridge walked toward the door. She opened the doors, stepping outside the room, looking around.

A spark flew into the room, erupting into fireworks. Silence followed, until finally Maria and the Twins flew in on their brooms, using their wands to toss up all of their papers. They set up more fireworks, and all the students got up looking at what was above them.

More and more sparks went everywhere, some spark balls chasing after Draco and some other Slytherin boys, then Umbridge was chased out of the Great Hall by a giant spark-made snake head. Then it erupted in the hallway, destroying the posters with Umbridge's rules plastered on them.

The three troublemakers flew past the headmistress on their brooms to the bright blue sky above the courtyard. All the students ran out, cheering. They made a W firework in the sky, which technically excluded Maria, but she was considered a Weasley by now because of how much time she spends with the twins.

Everyone cheered, including Y/n, however she was more focused on the fact that she was supposed to meet him the next morning. Finally, she smiled, watching the sky reflect how she was feeling. Sure, she was brainwashed, somewhere deep down she knew that, but it felt so nice, so why would she try to fight it?

That evening, Umbridge gathered the original Inquisitry Squad and bursted into her office, catching Hermione, Ron, and Harry. Having already caught Luna, Ginny, and Neville. Each Slytherin had one of them, with their wand pointed at them. Y/n had Neville, Draco had Ron, Goyal had Hermione, etc.

Umbridge bent down to Harry, who was in the chair, bond to it. "You were going to Dumbledore, weren't you?"

"No," Harry replied.

"Liar," she said harshly, slapping the boy.

"You sent for me, Headmistriss," Snape appeared in the doorway.

"Snape, yes," she stood up, addressing the man, "The time has come for answers whether he wants to give them to me or not. Have you brought the Veritaserum?"

"I'm afraid you've used up all my stores interrogating students," Snape informed. "The last one Ms. Chang."

"That's alright, Ms. L/n can brew more-"

"I'm afraid I've run out of supplies as well," Snape cut her off. "Unless you wish to posion him, and I would assure you, I would have the greatest sympathy if you did. I cannot help you."

Snape turned to leave, "He's got Padfoot," Harry stopped him. Y/n looked up, her eyes wide. "He's got Padfoot at the place where it's hidden."

"Padfoot?" Umbridge repeated, looking from Harry to Snape, "What is Padfoot? Where what is hidden? What is he talking about, Snape?"

He turned slowly, looking at Harry, then at Umbridge, "No idea."

Y/n leaned over to Hermione subtly whispering, "Do they have Moony?" She asked.

Hermione shakes her head, "as far as we know, Padfoot."

Y/n sighed in relief, loosening her grip on Neville. "Very well," Umbridge said as Snape left. "You give me no choice, Potter. As this is an issue of Ministry Security, you leave me with... no alternative."

Umbridge looked like she was going crazy, she was facing her desk, looking down at it. "The Cruciatus Curse ought to loosen your tongue."

"That's illegal," Hermione said.

"What Cornelius doesn't know won't hurt him," she flipped his picture down. She got ready, but stopped, "Ms. L/n, you shall do it for me," she said in a somewhat shaky voice. She passed Neville to Draco, taking a deep breath.

She pointed her wand at Harry, her eyes apologetic. "Cr-"

"Tell her Harry!" Hermione yelled, stopping the other girl.

"Tell me what?" Umbridge turned to her.

"Well, if you won't tell her where it is..." Hermione said, "I will."

"Where what is?"

"Dumbledore's secret weapon."

Umbridge took Harry and Hermione to the forbidden forest, and when she left, Y/n used a mirror in Umbridge's office to make sure her hair was nice, and that she looked good. She was wearing a rather nice outfit, which wasn't unusual for her. Draco looked at her confused, "Are you dolling yourself up just to watch some hostages?"

"No, I have a date later," she replied, and Ron rolled his eyes.

"Hey, I'm not above the Crucatious Curse, Weasley," she said to Ron, making eye contact in the mirror. Neville looked betrayed, clenching his fists. Then when she turned around, they started fighting back. She stepped back, putting her hands up in surrender. "Go, I don't really care," She said when Ginny threw her wand up at her.

They all left, leaving the other Slytherins on the floor. She scoffed. "I turn my back for one minute and you stupid fucks can't hold a hostage? Useless."

Draco just groaned in response, staying on the floor. She helped him up, then looked at the time. "Oh, gotta go," she smirked, grabbing floo powder and getting in the fireplace. She said very clearly, "Ministry of Magic," and threw the powder down.

The next moment, she was stepping out of one of the ministry's fireplaces. She smiled looking around the empty place for Tom. "Hello?" She called out, dusting her skirt. She thought somebody would be waiting for her. She walked around, until she found Lucious arguing with Bellatrix Lestrange. He turned around when he heard footsteps. Then he relaxed when he saw it was just Y/n.

"Ah, Ms. Y/n, so good to see you," he smiled foundly, most likely fakely.

"Mr. Malfoy, great to see you, is Cissy well?" She smiled walking over to them.

"Who is this?" Bellatrix asked, smirking, stepping closer to her.

"My, uh, niece, you could say," Lucious waved his hand, not sure what label to put. "Not by blood."

"Hm," she circled the younger girl. "Bellatrix Lestrange," she stuck her hand out.

"Y/n L/n," she shook her hand, then Bellatrix froze.

"The Y/n L/n?"

"Yes, Ma'am," she nods respectfully.

"The Dark Lord's Y/n L/n?" She clarified.

"Yes, Ma'am," she smirked.

"What a pretty little thing," she observed, "Can you cast a decent spell?"

"I know plenty of spells, Miss," she replied, crossing her arms.

"Hm..." she tilts her head, "we ought to be going now."

"Yes, the Dark Lord won't like us coming empty handed."

"What are we bringing?" Y/n asked curiously as they walked.

"A prophecy," Lucious replied, putting his death eater mask on.

She followed behind them as they entered an unlit room, shelves full of orbs. She looked around as they walked through aisles of them, looking for the right one. They had to use their wands as light, since the only light source was the orbs.

"It should be here!" Echoed about the room after about 20 minutes of searching. The three looked at each other, then followed the voice. They found the group of teenagers, Lucious in the front as Bellatrix and Y/n stayed back in the darkness.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled for the boys attention as Lucious came in view.

"Where's Sirius," Harry asked the figure as he approached slowly, silently.

"You know, you should really learn the difference between dreams..." he took his wand out, wiping his mask away, "and reality. You saw only what the Dark Lord wanted you to see. Now, hand me the prophecy."