━━━seventeen...

"RULES"

RULES: regulations; Lorelei Black had never been much fond of those — always found them to be a waste of time, and non-existent space — she thinks people do whatever they want anyway, so there's actually no reason for rules. Well, that was Lorelei's opinion, Umbridge's opinion on the other hand did nothing short of frustrate students, and make a special few want to lodge a pencil in her eyes (cough, El and Harley, cough). Lorelei guesses she does have some sort of advantage, Umbridge is really scared of Sirius Black — her father might be coming more handy than she thought he ever could, no offense to him.

Lorelei was sat at the Ravenclaw table, as an owl landed right in her breakfast — hash browns, Lorelei sighed hopelessly as the owl gave her a look — she thought it was one that looked similar to an apology, but then again — she doesn't know owls, "It's ok, I wasn't going to eat them anyway" she pet the brown owl lightly, handing it a few crumbs of the hash browns that it happily fed on before flying away.

Lorelei looked at the letter, it was from her mum, an involuntary smile made its way on her face — she was finally getting letters from one of her parents.

"Hem hem" Lorelei heard the familiar sound from behind her, and she almost groaned with annoyance, the DADA teacher purposely seemed to find ways to make her life miserable, and she was not having it, so she turned around — passing her a smile, it was sarcastic, of course.

"Yes?" Lorelei raised her eyebrows.

"Ms Black, I'm sure by now you must be painfully aware of the fact that your father is a mass murderer" Umbridge said, "I feel, as if it is in everyone's best interest that I read that letter, and make sure that it's not something that can of any harm to Hogwarts"

Lorelei was sure her blood was boiling in her veins, "Right, because why wouldn't an accused murderer — who got put in Azkaban without a trail to prove him guilty not spend around fifteen minutes writing me a letter?"

"So, you get what I mean" Umbridge smiled at Lorelei, and it was a smile that made her so uneasy that she wanted to puke out whatever hash browns she had — if she was going to do it, she would do it on her shoes.

"That was sarcasm" Lorelei smiled back at Umbridge, copying the same smile the pink toad goes around giving everyone, "This a letter from my mum, and you can't have it"

"Forgive me, dear, but it seems as though you're refusing to follow a direct order from your professor" Umbridge said, and Lorelei could swear she saw her right eye twitch.

Lorelei turned around, an amused look on her face, "I am" she said plainly, and watched as Umbridge's eye twitched more rapidly now, "You want this letter? You can't have it. It is my personal property"

"My office, Ms Black" Umbridge said she didn't bother with a smile this time, "Every day for two weeks"

Lorelei watched as the lady walked away, and Hope took that opportunity to walk up to her table, a disgusted look on her face, and as soon as she sat down she pretended to gag — however she wouldn't be that shocked if something did come up in her throat, "Ugh, what did she want?"

Lorelei flipped the teacher off when she was far away from reach, and then turned back around to the table, "My letter" she said, "Mum sent me one, and the old hag thought my father was writing me letters, as if — I mean, even if he was — he wouldn't be so fucking dumb and send it through a ministry owl"

Hope winced, her clenched teeth visible, "Uh..." Lorelei sighed.

"He's sent many to Harry that way, hasn't he?" Lorelei questioned, and Hope nodded, "Meh, there's a reason he's in Gryffindor, not Ravenclaw"

"Hey, what the fuck?" Hope said and Lorelei turned away with a shrug, "Not all Gryffindors are dumb, you know?"

"Aren't they, though?" Lorelei spoke with a grimace, she then watched George sit down at their table with a small smile on his face, "Oh, look — here's a prime example" she pat his cheek.

"Prime example of what?" George frowned.

"Oh, nothing..." Lorelei and Hope told him, waving the redhead off and he shrugged.

"Got detention with Umbridge today" George spoke with a disappointed look and tone, the two girls gave each other a look.

"Me too" said Lorelei.

"Me three" Hope said, she banged her head on the table with exhaustion.

"You three?" George and Lorelei chorused together, Hope Lupin never got detentions, never, the girl knew how to clean up after herself, not only herself, but after a whole house if she could. Trust them — she could, so she must've been done something not so subtly.

"What'd you get it for?" George asked, he grabbed a few hash browns, and toast with beans — piling them on Lorelei's plate, he nudged her and Lorelei passed him an exhausted look, "Come on, eat up"

Lorelei pouted, putting some toast in her mouth, and watched as Hope turned to face the pair, "I may have told her to piss off" Lorelei practically wheezed with laughter, and George's smile grew wider as he looked at the brunette.







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"AH, MS BLACK" Umbridge added a concerning amount of sugar in her tea, Lorelei had half a mind to walk out without an explanation, but she'd rather be done with whatever it is she wants her do instead of acting up and extending the amount of detention days she has with the spawn of satan, "Do come in"

Lorelei walked inside the pink office, it's a shame this used to be where her uncle Moony once taught, being in the same room as her with her sitting where Lupin sat — it felt insulting. The walls were practically littered with cat pictures everywhere, and Lorelei couldn't find a single book in sight besides the one ministry provided on her table.

"Take a seat, Ms Black" The toad told Lorelei who set her bag down and sat down on one of the chairs.

"What am I supposed to do?" asked El. Umbridge got up from her seat, she grabbed a parchment and a quill from her desk and placed them on Lorelei's, "Aren't you going to hand me ink?"

"Oh, you won't need any" Umbridge dismissed the teen, and she motioned for Lorelei to start, "Go on then — you will write 'I must obey my Professors' as many times as it takes for the message to sink in"

Lorelei didn't bother holding in her eye roll, she was sure that pissed Umbridge off, but she didn't care — what else could she do? She's already in detention. Lorelei spread the parchment out and grabbed the quill — immediately she felt some sort of tingle in her arm, she shook her head, but as soon as the quill touched the parchment and Lorelei wrote the first word — her right hand started burning, and when Lorelei turned it around, expecting it to be some sort of itching from the fabric of her clothes — she saw the word carved into her skin 'I must' was all that there was written right now, but instead of writhing in pain like she would've, she clenched her fist — she wasn't going to give that old hag the satisfaction.

"Anything wrong, dear?" Umbridge asked with her voice as high as a baby crying, "You seem troubled"

"Nothing at all, Professor" Lorelei said as she continued to write down on the parchment, "Oh, Professor?"

"Yes, Ms Black?" Umbridge turned around eagerly, waiting for Lorelei to complain about the pain, writhe, cry, after all — children must suffer the consequences fit for their crimes.

"Forgive me if I'm wrong," Lorelei clenched her fist again, "but according to rules against Misuse Of Magic paragraph thirteen and page twenty two — doesn't it clearly state that putting any sort of expansion, everlasting or shrinking charm on daily objects that could harm the economy in any way considered illegal?"

Umbridge smiled, Lorelei saw her right eye twitch again, "I hardly think that should concern you right now while you're doing your lines, Ms Black"

"Just checking" Lorelei threw her hands back in mock surrender, "I just thought I remembered it being right under that paragraph about using magic on kids to torture them being considered illegal as well, who knows though, I might be wrong"

"Your lines, Ms Black" Umbridge spoke harshly, not bothering to hide the edge in her voice.

Lorelei turned her head down, a smug smirk on her face as she did her lines, every time she wrote something — her wounds seemed to be getting deeper and deeper until the whole hand seemed irritated and blood was pouring out of it freely, Lorelei could feel the tears pricking in her eyes, but she didn't dare let them fall — using her hair as a shield for her face, after around two hours Umbridge finally spoke up.

She cleared her throat, the familiar 'hem-hem' sound making Lorelei want to cough a lung out, "I think the message is quite clear now, wouldn't you agree, Ms Black?" Umbridge smiled.

"Yes, Professor" Lorelei spoke, she tried very hard to stop her voice from shaking, "It's truly embedded in the back of my hand now"

"If by any chance it hasn't settled in" Umbridge told the brunette as she gathered her stuff, shoving them in her bag, "There's always tomorrow, and the two weeks after that"

Lorelei stormed out of the room, her left hand holding the bag up to her shoulders, and tears threatening to spill out of her eyes, but she could manage. She'd had worse. Lorelei hoped that Hope didn't have the same detention she did, being a werewolf — the last thing Hope needed was a mangled hand.

After solving the riddle Lorelei walked straight up to her dorm room and slamming the door shut afterwards, Harley who was at her desk turned around with her eyebrows raised and her platinum hair done in pigtails, "What's up with you?"

"Umbitch" Lorelei seethed out.

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