F E R A L (discontinued)

By drqcomalfoy7

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Follow the journey of Amber Smith at the start of her fifth year, a muggle-born witch who is shipped of by he... More

authors note
one - the platform
two - the blond haired boy
three - the compartment
four - the sorting
five - a chat
six - breakfast

seven - defence against the dark arts

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By drqcomalfoy7

We made our way to the classroom, for me to realise I fucking left my wand in my room.

What a fucking dumbass, I mentally scorned myself.

"Shit I forgot my wand in my room, I'll be back. Save me a seat?" I smiled at the trio

"Yeh sure, hurry back" said Hermoine

I gave them all a smile and literally ran to the dungeons to grab my wand. Fuck, I hate running.

"Pureblood" I muttered to the portrait

It swung opened and I ran though to the dorms. I passed the common room which was empty. Fuck. 

I bolted up the stairs to the girls room, pushed open my door and grabbed my wand.

I saw Tyson sleeping per usual, fucking lazy.

With that I turned on my heal and shut my door, running down through the common room and then through the dungeons.

Kinda surprised that I didn't face plant on the way.

I made it to the classroom but the door was shut. I straightened up my uniform and my hair, tugging my bag to my shoulder.

With that I quietly opened the door and peeped my head through to see the pink little demons back turned to me, yet their was a few heads turned to face me. Fuck.

I skimmed the room to see Slytherins on one side, with Gryffindor on the other. Fucking talk about house rivalry.

I saw a free spot next to Malfoy who was smirking at me, haha no fucking thanks. Gemma was sitting next to Zabini but gave me a apologetic smile, I gave her a warm smile back.

I looked at the Gryffindor side and saw a seat next to Hermoine, thank fuck.

I quietly walked to the spot while receiving death glares from some Slytherins. I just smiled and flipped them of.

I looked at the Gryffindors who just gave me smiles. Why didn't that fucking dumb sorting hat put me in Gryffindor?

I sat down next to Hermoine, with Ron and Harry behind us. I got my books out, while Umbridge was writing something on the chalk board.

It wrote - OWLS. Fuck I forgot I would need to take them.

She then turned with a fake smile on her face. Their was an overload in pink and fluffyness. Did the teletubbies want a fucking fifth member?

"Good morning children" she said as while scanning the classroom

Then her eyes came to me. Fuck.

I just took no attention to it and started playing with my quill.

"Ahem" I heard from the bitch infront of me.

I looked up, with a blank expression.

"Miss..." she trailed of

...Smith" I finished of

"Well, Miss Smith, why are you sitting with the Gryffindors and not with the Slytherins?" She giggled

"Because I'm sitting my friends silly" I giggled back

This was going to be fun

"Well, why don't you move to your house?" She asked with her usual fake smile

"Because I don't want to, Professor Umbitch, oops sorry Umbridge" I said with a smirk

I heard gasps and sniggers around me

"Be careful Miss Smith, I don't want to take house points from my own house" she said, her fake smile now faulting

I was fucking pissing her off and I loved it.

"Well I don't see why I should move" I said back

"Miss Smith you better move now" she said getting frustrated

"No"

"5 points from Slytherin" she said and I knew she was getting frustrated

"Aw am I only worth 5 points, I think I'm worth 50" I said with a smirk

"Ambs please don't get on her bad side, just move" Hermoine pleaded in a whisper

I really didn't want to stop but Hermoine was right

"Fine" I muttered while standing up and walking to the Slytherins who where again giving me death glares. I just rolled my eyes and flipped them of as usual.

Fuck the only seat was next to Malfoy who was smirking at me. FUCK ME. Fuck that means I need to sit with him for the rest of the year. Triple fuck.

I made my way to the back and sat down next to him. He just gave me a smirk.

Umbitch told us to put our wands away and then rambled about OWLs.

Malfoy leant closer to me. What the fuck is he doing?

"Now Smith, that was entertaining. I think you are worth fifty points" he whispered in my ear

Fuck, that sent chills down my spine and he knew what he did.

Fuck.

Double fuck.

Fucking triple fuck.

Thank fuck we where interrupted by books makeing their way to the students. As I read the copy in-front of me, it read 'Dark Arts Defence - Basics for Beginners'

"What about the fucking defence concept?" I muttered

Malfoy just chuckled.

Hermoine was the first to say something.

"There's nothing here about using defensive spells?" she asked

In an amused tone, Umbitch was surprised,

"Using spells?" She giggled.

"Well I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom?" She explained

What the actual fuck?

"Wait, we're not using magic?" I piped up

In a fake tone she snapped back at me

Fucking Bitch.

"You'll be learning about defensive spells in a secure, free-risk way" she said

"Well from experience, Dolores, I can tell you that when being attacked, it isn't risk free" I said with a fake smile

"Shut up Smith" Malfoy whispered next to me

"Miss Smith, it's Professor Umbridge" she said

"Actually I prefer, Umbitch" I said with a smirk

"Detention!" she shrieked

"Cant wait" I muttered

I turned to Malfoy who was shaking his head. Fuck of mate.

I heard Harry also say something

"What use is that? If we're gonna be attacked, it won't be risk free" he said

"Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class!" she shrieked, her fake niceness leaving her face

She quickly composed herself

"It is the view of the ministry, that a theoretical knowledge would be sufficient to get though your examination, which after all, is what school is about"

"And how is theory is supposed to help us for what's our there?" Harry asked

"There is nothing out there dear" she said

I scoffed at that.

"You fucking sure about that?" I muttered

In the corner of my eye, I saw Malfoy look at me weirdly. Again, what the actual fuck?

"Who do you imagine wants to attack children like yourself?" She asked

With a sarcastic tone Harry replied, "Oh, I don't know...maybe Lord Voldemort"

"Voldemort, that cock sucker" I muttered under my breath, while shifting uncomfortably in my chair.

Malfoy was surprised by my statement, but said nothing

He was well know in Australia and he had a few fucking followers there to. I fucking hated death eaters with a passion. Hate wouldn't even describe it. What they do! What they did! What they put me through, it's something that is going to stick with me forever. The nightmares have stopped though, but they come sometimes.

I was struck out of my thoughts when the class started to be filled with murmurs after Harry's statement.

Wait, I fucking just realised, gosh you can be so dumb Amber. Harry was the 'Chosen One' who is to defeat that fucktard Voldemort.

"Now let me make this perfectly clear. You have been told a certain dark wizard is at large once again. This is a lie" Umbitch said in a condescending tone

"It's not a lie! I saw him. I fought him! He tortured me!" Harry argued

"Detention!" She shrieked at Harry

"So according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead on his own accord?" Harry was furious by now

Cedric Diggory?

"Enough!" Umbitch shrieked

"Mr Potter, you will be attending detention with Miss Smith tonight at 8.00pm" she said in her fake tone

Okay, fuck off toad face

After that she started talking again, her voice was so fucking annoying

I just kept my head down and said nothing, but in the corner of my eye, I could see Malfoy getting glimpses of me curiously.

Again, what the fuck?

After a long and agonising class, Harry, Ron, Hermoine and I walked to lunch. Then went to the rest of the classes for the day.

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