Umbridge created two more Educational Decrees. Both in which Nova knew for sure she would not obey.

The first prohibited students' clubs and gatherings. This meant there was no Quidditch, which greatly upset Nova. Luckily, Angelina got permission from the toad to continue the practice. It also meant there was no 'Illegal Defense Against the Dark Art' classes or meetings. It was illegal to begin with. This didn't exactly stop them .  . .they'd just have to be extra careful. 

There was great panic involved in the first of the decrees. Most of the Defense Group thought someone snitched, but they didn't know who. Nova and Hermione knew it would be painfully obvious who snitched. 

The night before the meeting, Hermione and Nova were thinking of consequences for the betrayal of the group. They didn't want another Pettigrew. 

Nova suggested something to cause immense humiliation, like making a hex causing them to make a fool of themselves in front of their crush. 

But the moment Hermione told Nova her idea, she was instantly on board. 

It causes both humiliation and pain. 

Nova had dug into her trunk to pull out a book of jinxes and hexes. The duo began to read through the book, finally deciding upon the perfect jinx. All they had to do, was alter it slightly. 

The second decree made Nova angrier than the first (mainly because she planned on going behind Umbitch's back with the defense group to begin with). The pink bitch enforced a strict dress code. Normally, the school dress code was flexible, leaving some choice up to the students. Normally, students were allowed to wear shoes of their choice and could decide to wear the cardigan. 

Now, boys were required to wear dress pants, dress shoes, their cloak, cardigan, white button-up shirt, and tie at all times. Now, girls were forced to wearing similar clothes as the boys. Instead of pants and men's dress shoes, the girls were forced into what Umbridge deemed "feminine appeal". This would include dark grey skirts, pantihose (extremely thin dress leggings), and black flats. 

Nova didn't actually hate the uniform, it was the simple fact she hated being told she had to wear. 

Nova, as per usual, had a plan to annoy the hell out of Umbridge. 

"Please!" Nova begged Fred, George, Seamus, Dean, Harry, Neville, Ron, and Lee. 

"But why?" Seamus asked his Irish accent thickening. 

"To protest!" Nova exclaimed. 

"I'll do it," Neville said quietly. Nova grinned, kissing his cheek.  

"Nev, I bloody love you!" She exclaimed happily. 

"I'll do it!" Harry said enthusiastically. 

"I see you, Harold," Marlene said lowly. 

"We dunno why you're begging-" Fred began. 

"We already agreed to yesterday." George finished. 

"Especially after your big show," Fred added. 

Yesterday upon hearing the news of the dress code, Nova immediately changed from her uniform. Instead of wearing something a Umbridge would approve of, she wore something to drive the toad insane. 

Nova swaggered into the Great Hall in her red and black plaid pajama pants and black fuzzy socks. She knew this wouldn't be enough to irritate Umbridge beyond s simple warning. As the daughter of two Marauders, that's not enough. 

Not only did the youngest Lupin-Black wear pajama pants and fuzzy socks to class, but she was also wearing a black zip-up hoodie. Her caramel hair was tied into a messy bun with her wand securing it in place. Her gold wire-rimmed glasses sat on her face.  

Umbridge was furious. She had taken away house points and gave her a night's worth of detention.   

"This is unacceptable, Miss Black!" Umbridge cried in a sickly sweet voice. 

Nova, who was beyond irritated with the hag, stood up to face the woman. Starring her dead in the eye, Nova unzipped her jacket, revealing a black Nike sports bra allowing her jacket to hang off her shoulders. There was enough skin showing for everyone to see her shoulders and tone stomach, but nothing too private. 

She ignored the cold air that danced across her shoulders and stomach.

"I demand you change into proper clothing!" Umbridge had screeched. "It is unladylike!"

Nova's smirk grew upon seeing Umbridge's reaction. 

"If males are allowed to walk around shirtless, then I should be allowed to wear a sports bra and show off my magnificent abs," Nova stated with the wild Black smirk upon her face. 

"So what do we have to do?" Dean asked in the present. 

The boys instantly regretted their decision as they saw her wicked grin. 

Lee almost ran for it when she, Ginny, Katie, and Angelina appeared the wax. 

The following morning, Harry, Ron, Dean, Seamus, and Neville all strolled into the Great Hall in skirts. Neville had a pink tint to his cheeks. It wasn't from embarrassment, but from everyone's eyes being upon him. Both Ron and Dean seemed indifferent and tried to walk normally. Unlike Ron and Dean who didn't necessarily care, Harry didn't know what to think; he liked it, but didn't. 

Oh the things I do for her, Harry thought to himself as everyone turned to look at him and the others as they entered the hall. 

Compared to the other boys, Seamus had the best walk. Loving the swishy feeling he got while wearing the skirt, he made sure to move his hips as he walked. He looked ridiculous! He would move his hips as far as he could possibly go while walking. 

The highlight of everyone's mornings was perhaps when the Weasley Twins strutted in. 

Of course, watching the fifth year Gryffindor boys struggle to sit in the skirts was amusing, but this was a whole other level. 

Lee Jordan, wearing a hot pink skirt, stormed into the Great Hall, a boombox over his head. 

You can dance
You can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl
Watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen

Hermione and Ginny began to sing the words to Dancing Queen as it played. 

Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for a place to go
Where they play the right music
Getting in the swing
You come to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the music's high
With a bit of rock music
Everything is fine
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance

Fred and George Weasley strutted into the Great Hall. Long acrylic nails decorated their fingers. Fred and George both wore a crop top and skirt. Instead of being 6'3" the two twins now reached a height of 6'7". With the help of Nova, both boys wore black wing-tipped eyeliner. 

"I love the twins!" James exclaimed happily. 

As the rest of the song played, Fred and George sang. 

You are the dancing queen
Young and sweet
Only seventeen
Dancing queen
Feel the beat from the tambourine, oh yeah
You can dance
You can jive
Having the time of your life
Ooh, see that girl
Watch that scene
Digging the dancing queen

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Umbridge screeched, lighting the boombox on fire. 

"Singing." George stated instantly. 

"We're auditioning for the Frog Choir." Fred corrected. 

"Yeah! We thought it would be rude of us not to share our talents with the school." George nodded. 

"What are you wearing?" she asked, turning almost as pink as the fluffy cardigan she wore. 

"A skirt," Fred said blandly. 

"A crop top," George added. 

"Both." The twins answered in unison. 

Umbridge opened her mouth to respond, but Dumbledore cut across her. 

"Dolores, leave them be. It's Saturday and there are no class," Dumbledore stated. 

"It doesn't-!" The pink toad began.

"Actually, Dolores-" Minerva said but stopped abruptly as the door of the Great Hall flew open with Back in Black by ACDC playing through the air. 

An unmistakable figure strutted into the Great Hall with her head held high. A loud and satisfying clicking noise could be heard stepping in a fierce and dramatic tempo as her five-inch black stiletto heals hit the ground. The top of her golden-caramel hair was slicked back, but it looked almost natural with an artificial touch. It didn't look like plastic, but rather something untameable tamed. The rest of her hair flowed freely down her back. Black sunglasses prevented an observer from seeing her honey-hazel eyes. 

Nova Lupin-Black had entered the Great Hall. Instead of being dressed in what Dolores Umbridge deemed "typical" for a female to wear, Nova wore something both feminine and masculine. 

Nova Lily Lupin-Black was wearing a black tuxedo with a white button-up shirt underneath the jacket. 

Harry, and nearly everyone in the Great Hall, thought she looked amazing. 

The youngest and only living Potter thought she always looked amazing but this. . .

"Hey, mate," Ron began to tease as he gave Harry a small shove. "You've got a little drool."

"Oh, booger off, Ron," Harry shoved back. 

"Awe!" Ginny joined in the teasing. "Wittle Potter has a not so little crush!"

With the wave of Nova's wand, the music stopped. 

"Miss Black, those are not the appropriate clothes-!" Umbridge huffed angrily, her voice became increasingly higher pitched. 

"It's Lupin-Black," Nova corrected with a smirk growing upon her face. "And besides, we get it. You have the vocal range of a seven-year-old girl. Move on. No one has the time."

Dumbledore had an amused glint in his eyes. 

Colin Creevy, who had been taking pictures of the whole ordeal upon Nova's request, raised his camera once more. As a loyal and devoted member of the Hogwarts Year Book Community (a/n they had one, and you cannot change my mind and even if they didn't . . .they do now) 

"You are breaking-" 

"Education Decree Number Twenty?" Nova guessed, slowly sliding her glasses down her nose. 

"Yes! -"

"Technically, I am not," Nova stated, taking off her glasses and placing them in her pocket. "Educational Decree Number Twenty states  we are to follow the dress code during classes." Nova paused, her smirk growing again. "Seeing as it is Saturday, we don't have classes. This means, Educational Decree Number Twenty is currently useless . . .much like yourself, Umbitch."

"You will address me as 'Professor Umbridge', Miss Black," Umbridge said in a silly sweet voice, irritation and anger clear in both her voice and face. 

"Until address me correctly, I will call you whatever the fuck I want, you pink umbrella."

"Detention!" Umbridge screeched. 

Nova threw a card at Umbridge, hitting her in the nose. 

"What's this?" The pink toad roared holing up a blue Uno reverse card. 

"It's a reverse card!" Nova stated as if it were obvious. "Basically since I gave you the card, you have to serve my detention in my place."

Umbridge went from a violent pink to a furious purple. She ripped the card in half. 

"Oi! Now you owe me 50 galleons!" Nova yelled, knowing an Uno card can easily be found with some tape. It definitely wasn't 50 galleons. 

"You will be attending my detention tonight at seven!" Umbridge screeched.  

"Sounds like the perfect time!" Nova replied enthusiastically, trying to hide the amount of pain Umbridges caused her mentally and physically. 

"Oh! Wait! Can we reschedule? I simply do not have time for detention tonight!" Nova said in a fake sad voice. 

"What do you mean?" Umbridge asked curious and annoyed. 

"I have several detentions to serve." Nova pulled a paper from her pocket. "There's my schedul-oh wait! That's my certification!"

"This literally says, 'I do what I want'" Umbridge hissed, holding the paper up. 

"Exactly! My certification!" Nova grinned cheekily. 

Author's note:

Sorry this is one of my shorter chapters. I planned on writing more, but I am extremely tired, and am falling asleep as I write this.