When we got back to the Gryffindor common room after tryouts, Harry was in there sitting on the couch.
"OH Harrehhh," I sang and jumped beside him. Ginny laughed at me and excused herself to go take a shower.
"How were tryouts?" He looked up from his work.
"Good! We got a really nice crowd of people," I told him, "in fact I think you'll really like the third year we're going to pick."
"So no seekers to replace me," he lightly joked.
"Honestly they both sucked. I know we'll have to pick one as your backup anyways but let's hope we won't have to use them," I sighed.
"How was your detention?" Hermione questioned.
"Oh it was fine I just did lines," he said simply.
"Then what's wrong with your hand?" I looked at where Hermione was looking, and I saw his right hand look completely normal.
"Nothing is. See," he pushed it closer to her.
"No, the other one!" She insisted and grabbed his left hand. I gasped to see a faint outline of writing deeply scarred onto the back of it. The skin was clearly red and raw which proved it happened hours prior, "Harry you have to report this to Dumbledore."
"No," he said hurriedly and elongated his sleeve to cover it, "Dumbledore has more important things to worry about than me."
"At least write to Sirius," he started to protest, "No Harry. If you don't tell him about your detention at least tell him about the dreams you've been having. Maybe he can help." I saw sigh in agreeance and promised to write one before he went to sleep. With that, we all stood up to head to bed, exhausted from the long day.
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The faint outline of two objects floated in the air. The picture was fuzzy and I couldn't make out where I was. After squinting I could see an iridescent glow of blue form a pair of numbers
I woke up in a fright, sitting up immediately. The dream I had awoken from was weird, and about a number? Just a number. Nothing scary happened in the dream, but I knew that something scary would happen some day in the place I was standing. I could only remember staring at a bright number 97, while it glowed in front of me...
I shook my head and tried to forget about the dream; it meant nothing anyways. It was finally Saturday, the first weekend since school started. Although we had only been here for a week, I felt extremely drained and felt like months had gone by. My dad had already bought my broom we were supposed to buy today, but he still wanted to take Ruby and I to Hogsmead.
I woke up quite late and started to stretch.
"Ugh my arms are sore," I whined out loud to myself.
"Yeah probably from your three-hour tryout yesterday," Anastasia walked into my dorm room and teased me.
"Anastasia!" I jumped out of bed and ran to her, "I was so sad to find out we weren't in the same dorm this year! I've hardly even seen you," I pouted.
"I know I'm sorry," she apologized, "I had a rough summer with my family. We stayed at the Malfoy Manor for a good amount of time and they came to the conclusion I needed my own space to live in."
"Hey. Become head girl and you can have that," I teased.
"Honestly they want that to happen," she laughed nervously, "also I'm...I'm terrified they're going to try to set Draco and I up."
"What," I gasped, "do you two even know each other?
"Well yeah after this summer we spent loads of time together. I just never thought I would be arranged with someone for my future, I thought it'd happen naturally," she looked down sadly.
"Are you saying it'd be an arranged marriage," I bellowed out, "but they can't do that!"
"Well that's how it happens in my family," she sighed, "we probably would have been in an arranged marriage when we were children if the Malfoy's weren't so hesitant about me."
"How are you worse than them?" I scoffed.
"Well I'm a Gryffindor remember? Might have pure blood in me but I'm still a family traitor."
"Thar's ridiculous. Don't worry, we'll get married instead and I'll save you from him," I giggled.
"I'll think about taking you up on that offer," she laughed along with me, "I also might've come up here because of a little rumor I heard that you and Weasley boy broke up..." she said slowly, gaging my reaction.
"Yeah," I frowned, "I was going to tell you when I found you, it's just been such a busy week."
"What happened?" she sat on my bed. I had to tell myself to take a couple breaths so I wouldn't let myself slip into that heartbroken place. Once I was sure that I wouldn't start to cry, I opened my mouth. I told her everything that had happened starting from the moment we stepped on the train and up until tryouts yesterday.
"Alright honestly?" she said after I had finished my twenty minute story, "he sounds like a jealous bitch to me. Also, I've always hated Angelina so if you want to put hair remover in her shampoo, I wouldn't be opposed to it."
"Anastasia!" I lectured smacking her arm.
"What! Don't tell me she doesn't deserve it." I laughed but she kept going, "I mean seriously. I don't know the Weasley's that well, but they seem like the most stubborn bunch. I mean you remember how long Ron went without talking to Harry last year over the tournament." Huh she was right, I didn't even think about that, "so he probably didn't want to admit he was insecure and jealous to you so he went about it the best way he knew."
"But that's not what I want," I shook my head, "I mean I understand if I would've properly done something wrong, but I want someone to fight for me, stay with me when things are rough, and this year will prove to be that."
"What do you mean a rough year?" she asked confused. In that moment I bit down on my lip and debated revealing to Anastasia the secret about my Seer powers. Outside of the order and my family, nobody else knew the truth. It would be nice to have a third person outside of this order mess to give me advice on it. But I closed that door in my mind and chose not to bring it up.
"I just meant because of OWL's this year you know," I fake smiled.
"Oh yeah I completely failed muggle studies last year. I hope your dad doesn't hate me," she said making me laugh.
"Speaking of dad, I'm supposed to meet him to go to Hogsmead right about now, so I'll talk to you later okay?" I said giving her a hug goodbye.
I walked down the corridor of the castle trying to make my way to my dad's classroom. For a Saturday afternoon there were quite a lot of people walking inside the castle. A commotion seemed to be happening as there was a circle of people surrounding something.
"Lee what's happening?" I asked him, spotting him in the back of the circle.
"I don't know, something about Malfoy I think," he shrugged. I pushed my way past everyone and was shocked when I got to the front. In the center of the circle was Malfoy with his goons, levitating one of the Gryffindor second years that had come to our tryouts last night.
"Put him down!" I demanded feeling my face get hot in anger.
"Or what, Pine?" Draco taunted. I pulled out my wand and with no hesitation shot a spell at him. The bat-bogey hex hit him straight in the face and he dropped the second year from the air.
"Arresto momentum!" I yelled right before the boy smashed his nose to the ground. Draco had already run away with all of this friends and I went to go take care of the young boy, "Don't you all have something better to do!" I shouted at the circle still surrounding me. Little did I know they weren't there for me but because Professor Umbridge was approaching us.
"Miss Pine. Detention for using a hex on a student," she giggled.
"What! But didn't you see he was bullying him-"
"8:00pm," she interrupted my explanation, "I'll see you and Mr. Potter there." As soon as she walked away people started to clear out and the second year thanked me numerous times.
"Good luck with her," Lee said coming up next to me, "I get an aura of evil when she comes around." Yeah little did he know what her idea of 'detention' was.
When I finally got to my dad's office I was bummed to tell him I couldn't go since I had detention later.
"I'm sorry dad. I didn't know it was a crime to stop people from bullying underclassmen," I rolled my eyes telling him what had happened.
"Don't worry I'm not upset. Ruby and I will go ourselves, she hasn't been able to see it yet. As for Umbridge I want you to be careful with her. She is a ministry hag who wants to disprove Dumbledore and Harry's narrative. Just know when to keep your mouth closed okay?" he said pointedly to me. I agreed and sadly watched Ruby and him walk off towards the castle's front doors. They had promised to bring me back a bag of candy, but that didn't lift my spirits.
I dragged myself back to the common room and was happy to see Hermione, Ron, and Harry already there.
"What are you doing back so soon?" Hermione asked.
"I got detention with Umbridge," I said glumly.
"I have it tonight too," Harry looked at me. The three of them then told me how Trelawney had been sacked by Umbridge earlier today and she tried to banish her from the grounds. This new Professor was crazy, it was like she was trying to take over the school.
The fire we were sitting by began to crackle and for a second I could've sworn I saw a face peak through.
"Is that...Sirius?" I said carefully, recognizing his mustache and shaggy hair.
"Violet," he crackled and embers from the log came out at us.
"Sirius! What are you doing here?" Harry exclaimed and moved to sit closer.
"Answering your letter of course," he laughed, "you said you were worried about Umbridge. What's she doing? Training you to kill half-breeds?"
"She's not letting us use magic at all," Harry sighed.
"Well, I'm not surprised. The latest intelligence is that Fudge doesn't want you trained in combat-"
"Combat?" I interrupted.
"What does he think, we're forming some sort of wizard army?" Ron said in a humorous tone.
"That's exactly what he thinks; that Dumbledore is assembling his own forces to take on the Ministry. He's becoming more paranoid by the minute," he took a small pause before continuing, "The others wouldn't want me telling you this, Harry... but things aren't going at all well with the Order. Fudge is blocking the truth at every turn... and these disappearances are just how it started before."
"Voldemort is on the move." Sirius finally said. After hearing that sentence, I felt goosebumps go all over my body and my heart began to race faster. I knew he was back of course, but to see things starting to happen made me nervous.
"Well, what can we do?" Harry pleaded.
"Someone's coming. I'm sorry I can't be of more help. But for now, at least, it looks like you're on your own." The fire made a last crackling noise, as his face disappeared and the random flame returned. We waited until a group of first years came down the stairs and left through the portrait.
"He really is out there, isn't he?" Hermione timidly said. After a few seconds she kept going, "We've got to be able to defend ourselves. And if Umbridge refuses to teach us how, we need someone who will." Although it wasn't planned, all of our eyes went to Harry.
"What me-" he stammered.
"I mean you do have the most experience with this stuff mate," Ron pointed out.
"Who would want to be taught by a 'nutter' like me," Harry said shaking his head.
"A lot more people than you'd think," I retorted.
"So it's settled then. You'll do it Harry? I think I can convince a couple people to meet us somewhere in the next Hogsmead visit." We all looked at him with pleading eyes and saw him having a silent argument with himself.
"Okay fine I'll do it," he said, "but for now, we have to go to detention or we'll be late." I gulped and said goodbye to my friends, preparing myself for the torturous night ahead of me.
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A/N
okay so regarding Unbridges detention (as i'm sure we all know what happens) I am SHOCKED no parents wrote the school and demanded changes!
Literally if any bitch ass teacher tried to make me write lines with my fuckin BLOOD my ass would be on the train back home the next day and I would come back with the force of every students parents behind me just saying ¯\_(ツ)_/¯