Previously on Chapter 57

"Both you and Mr. Potter over here will be coming to detention. I'll see you after class!" She said. I just roll my eyes at what she said. I was right when I said she will be a nightmare. She's even worse than that! This year will go badly... I can feel it.

-What Kind Of Detention Is This?!-

Y/N P.O.V

After we finished our classes. I was suppose to meet up with Cedric to spend our time together. But now I can't... because of that so called Professor known as Dolores Umbridge. Oh dear Merlin! She's so bloody annoying!

I'm walking next to Harry to Professor Umbridge's office. "What do you think she'll tell us to do?" I hear Harry said. I shrug my shoulders. "Well... seeing as she hated when students use magic. Imma say she'll tell us to write or something like that... but I don't know..." I said. "Yeah, you're probably right about that one" he said, nodding his head in agreement.

Then I hear someone calling out for me. I turn my head to see Cedric. He jogs towards us. "Where are you going? I thought we're going to hang out" he said, looking at me in confusion. I let out a sigh. "I'm Sorry. Harry and I got into detention with Professor Umbridge" I said. "On the first day?" He said. I just shrug my shoulders.

"Can't help it... she was being annoying. I'll tell you what happened after the detention, Kay?" I said. He just nod his head. "Alright... stay safe... love you" he said. I smile softly at him. "I love you too..." I said. He smiles and gives me a peck on the lips and my forehead. He smiles at Harry and walks away.

"Let's get going..." I said. Harry just nods his head and we start walking again. I notice the look of sadness in his eyes. But what he's sad for what? I sure hope it's nothing serious.

After a while of walking, we reach Professor's office. Harry and I look at each other. He sighs and give the door a knock. "Come in..." I hear someone said from the other side of the door. Harry push the door open. I nearly gagged when I see what's inside. Pink here... and more pink over there. There's also lots of photos of cats. I mean... I love cat. But the pink... okay... I'm literally speechless right now.

"Is there a problem?" Professor Umbridge said, as she notice the look on my face. I turn to look at her. "No... there's no problem, Professor... I just never seen a room like this. But... it's lovely. It's so... uh... you" I said. "Thank you..." she said, letting out a soft giggle that sounded as fake as her existence. Okay, that's harsh... but whatever.

"Have a seat..." she said, gesturing towards the two chairs. I walk forward and take a seat in one of them. Harry did the same with the other chair. "I will be having you write some lines for me..." she said. I was right again.

I reach inside my bag. "Oh... not with your quill. I've got a special one right here..." she said. She places a quill in front of me and one in front of Harry. "What do we have to write, Professor?" Harry asked. "It will be different for both of you. Harry will write "I must not tell lies" and Y/N will write "I must show respect to my Professors"... on you go..." she said. I look at Harry as he looks back at me. Then I realize there's no ink.

"There's no ink, Professor..." Harry said, beating me to it. "No ink needed..." she said, giggling once again. Can she stop giggling already??

I start to write in the parchment. I'm surprise that I can actually write with this. I keep writing in silence, wanting to just get this over with. But then my hand starts to ache a little. I wince slightly as I move it.

I turn my head to look at the back of my hand. My eyes widened when I see it.

'I must show respect to my Professors' was written on it. It hurts so much... but it's nothing compare to the pain I felt when my cursed tattoo starts acting up.

I take a glance at Harry to see him with the same situation as me. He looks in pain as the words he was told to write appear in his hand as well. I feel bad for him. He have gone through a lot and now this.

"Yes?" Professor Umbridge said, looking at both of us. "Nothing..." I said. "How long do we have to do this?" Harry said. She leans down so she's in the same eye-level as him.

"Until it sinks in... because deep down... you both know. That you two deserve to be punished" she said and starts giggling again. Well... speak about devil... she's far worse than Lucifer. What kind of Professor gave torturous detention like this?! A true psycho... that's for sure.

Time-skip

The detention finally ends. We walk out of the office. I look at my hand, where the wound is. I turn to look at Harry. He's doing the same with his.

"Are you okay?" I said. "I am... are you?" He said. I nod my head. "Yeah..." I said. He nods his head. "We should probably get this treated..." he said. "I'll do it myself..." I said. "Hmm.. okay. It's dinner time... let's go to the Dining Hall?" He said. I just nod my head. Then we make our way to the dining hall.

I take a seat next to Hermione. "What did she make you guys do?" She said, as Harry sits next to Ron. "Just some lines..." I said. She nods her head and continue to eat. I start to eat in silence.

"Y/N" I hear someone calls out. I turn my head to see Cedric. "Hey, Cedric" I said. "Are you done with your dinner?" He said. "I am..." I said. He nods his head. "Walk with me?" He said, making me smile. I turn to look at the others. "I'll be going with him..." I said. They nod their heads smiling at me. I stand up and walk away with Cedric.

Once we're out of the Dining Hall. Cedric reaches out to grab my hand, which happens to be the one with the wound. I wince and pulls it out of his hand. He turns to look at me in confusion.

"What is it?" He asked. "Nothing..." I said, trying to hide it. "Let me see it..." he said, as he try to take my hand again. "It's nothing!" I insisted, hiding my hand even more.

"If it's nothing... then why are you refusing to show me? Let me see your hand, Y/N..." he said, sternly. He's leaving no room for me to argue. I let out a soft sigh and give him my hand. He gently grab it and turn it so he can take a look.

His eyes widened when he sees the wound. "You said this is nothing?? This is not nothing, Y/N! You can get infected! Who did this?" He said. I just keep quiet.

"Who did this, Y/N? Answer me" he said, sternly. "P-Professor Umbridge..." I said. His eyes widened at what I said. "Okay... I'm reporting this to Professor Dumbledore..." he said, turning around to leave. My eyes widened at what he just said. I grab his hand. "Don't! It's going to only cause trouble" I said. He turns to look at me, I can see annoyance in his eyes. But I know it's not directed to me... but to Professor Umbridge.

"Y/N... we can't just leave it like this! More students will be getting this sort of punishment! YOU can get this sort of punishment again!" He said. "I'm okay, Cedric. Really..." I said. I lift my hand and focus on the wound, while running my free hand across it. The scar start to heal in an instant.

"See? I'm okay now..." I said. He just sighs and pulls me into a hug. "I just hate seeing you hurt, love. You have to deal with the curse... now this" he said. "I'll be okay..." I said, leaning my head against his chest. He just hugs me closer.

*to be continued*