I Do | Fred Weasley x Reader

chapter 66

I smile at him as he kisses my forehead.

I go to my dormitory after entering the common room, taking a shower and rubbing all the Mandrake blood off me.

It takes a while, but with the help of shampoo, I get it all out. I throw my robes in the sink and put on an extra pair, blow-drying my hair.

I put some moisturiser on and a tinted lipstick, light blush and eyeliner, roughing up my hair a little.

I leave the common room and walk back to the Great Hall, wand in hand. I strut back in, everyone staring at me as I smirk.

I lift my wand and point it at Atlas, shooting him with a silencing jinx.

"Brachiabindo!" I shoot, ropes wrapping around his body.

I then hit him with a biting jinx, cup, plates and cutlery biting him, leaving marks all over him and blood seeping past his skin.

I go to Fred, pulling him out his seat and kissing him in front of everyone, everyone 'oohing' and gasping.

When I pull away, I lick my top lip slowly, smiling at Fred.

"Thanks, love" I say, then let him go.

As I walk back to my seat, Fred sits in his, touching his lips and smirking.

Snape un-does my jinxes, but I ignore everything around me, flicking my wand and clearing my seat of the blood. I heal the cut on my forehead and my hand, running a hand through my hair.

Atlas stares at me, breathing heavily and wincing lightly.

"You hurt me, I hurt you back, because guess what, I'm a Slytherin and I'm proud!" I yell out to everyone, eyeing Atlas.

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Gryffindors and Slytherins are in D.A.D.A class, waiting for our new teacher.

I look around the class and chuckle when I see Draco sleeping in the back.

"I can't believe you did that!" Hermione half whispers to me.

We sit next to each other in this class.

"Hermione, I did what I did for a reason. Atlas has been bullying me since my first year here, and I'm sick and tired of it" I argue gently "Besides, I'm gonna be sweet to you guys, and menacing to Atlas, and Atlas alone" I say, reassuring her.

Parvati bewitches a bird-shaped piece of paper, getting it to fly around the classroom.

I laugh lightly as it passes me, pushing it up with my finger. Seamus tries smacking it, but he misses.

Everyone falls silent when the paper lights on fire, falling to Parvati and Padma's desk.

"Good morning, children" professor Umbridge greets, smiling.

We all turn back to her, and as she walks past our desks, she keeps her wand up, writing on the chalk-board in front of us.

"Ordinary Wizarding Level examinations. O-W-Ls. More commonly known as OWLs" professor Umbridge sqeaks "Study hard and you will be rewarded. Fail to do so, and the consequences may be... severe" she pauses as she flicks her wand, controlling book to hover above the ground and to be given to each student "Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven. But you'll be pleased to know, from now on, you will be following a carefully structured, Ministry-approved course of defensive magic. Yes?" she asks, her head pointing to Hermione.

"There's nothing in here about using defensive spells?" Hermione asks.

"Using spells?" professor Umbridge asks, then chuckles loudly "Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom"

"We're not gonna use magic?" Ron asks.

"You will be learning about defensive spells in a secure, risk-free way" professor Umbridge explains, making me raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"What use is that? If we're attacked, it won't be risk-free" Harry argues.

"Students will raise their hands when they speak in my class" professor Umbridge says, walking to the chalk-board. She faces the class "It is the view of the Ministry, that a theoretical knowledge will be sufficient to get you through your examinations, which, after all, is what school is all about"

"If school is all about examinations, what is the point in learning magic in the first place if, in your eyes, we shouldn't use it to defend ourselves?" I ask.

"Yeah, and how's theory supposed to prepare us for what's out there?" Harry asks.

"There is nothing out there, dear. Who do you imagine wants to attack children like yourself?" Professor Umbridge asks.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe... Lord Voldemort" Harry suggests.

"Harry's right. And it's not just Voldemort, it's Snatchers, and thieves and Death Eaters that will be helping Voldemort gain power" I point out.

Professor Umbridge looks at us with a pained expression before smiling, walking forwards.

"Now, let me make this quite plain. You have been told that a certain dark wizard is at large once again. This. Is. A. Lie" she says, stopping in front of Harry.

"It's not a lie. We saw him. We fought him" Harry says.

"You can't possibly be calm when Voldemort is around and pretend he's not here" I say.

"Detention, Mr and Miss Potter" professor Umbridge says, walking back to the front.

"So according to you, Cedric Diggory dropped dead of his own accord?" Harry asks quickly.

"Cedric Diggory's death was a tragic accident" professor Umbridge says.

"How dare you say that when you weren't even there to witness it! Me and Harry had to watch our friend be murdered and you don't even care!" I yell, standing.

"It was murder. Voldemort killed him. You must know that" Harry says.

"Enough!" Umbridge yells, sqeaking like a rat "Enough" she repeats calmly "See me later, Mr and Miss Potter. My office" she continues, then does that stupid laugh again.