3rd Person's POV

Karina lays in her bed looking up at her ceiling as she strokes Marvel's soft fur. Kissing her kitten she sighs.

"You okay Karina?"

Karina glances over to see Pansy standing at her wardrobe looking through her clothes.

"Yes I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You seem down. Was it because you had detention?"

Karina's eyes land on her red raw hand before moving it away from view, "Yeah but it'll be fine. I'm almost done anyways."

Karina had decided to finish her week of detention. She told Severus that she would show Umbridge her strength and not show any fear. So here she was Friday morning happy that it would finally be over.

The evil small troll like lady had made Karina write twice as many lines as Harry. When he was allowed to leave she would stay for another thirty minutes. But it made her feel joy to see the disdain on Umbridge's face.

Knock knock.

"Come in!" Pansy yells.

The door opens revealing Daphne and another girl behind her. Karina stares at the brunette with curly hair and blue eyes and instantly feels like she was in the presence of a beauty queen.

"Hey guys this is my roommate Layla."

"Hi!"

"Hi it's nice to meet you." Karina smiles.

Layla nods with a grin, "You guys too. You both are gorgeous!"

Karina scoffs sitting up, "Us? Actually me? All of you guys are literally beautiful."

Pansy rolls her eyes, "Karina you are an absolute goddess stop right now. All the boys bow at your feet."

Layla giggles, "That is true! I've heard a lot of guys are interested in you... but obviously are scared to say anything because of Draco Malfoy."

Karina chuckles, "No worry there were not dating."

"Not yet!" Daphne and Pansy state with a laugh.

"Sure sure."

...

Karina walks into the great hall passing by Fred and George who were talking about their joke store as usual. She shakes her head with a chuckle then feels herself bump into someone.

"Oop I'm so sorry."

Luna Lovegood smiles dreamily as she looks at Karina, "Oh it's quite alright Karina."

"Oh hi Luna."

"You know who I am?"

"Of course everyone does... not many people have as much," Karina glances down at Luna's rare outfit and grins, "Originality as you."

"Oh thank you."

Luna trails off when she sees Harry, her prominent eyes seemed to bulge excitedly and she made a beeline straight for him.

"Okay then..." Karina frowns following the girl who was in another world.

Many of people around turn curiously to watch. Luna takes a great breath and then says, without so much as a preliminary hello, "I believe He-Who-Must- Not-Be-Named is back, and I believe you fought him and escaped from him."

"Er — right," said Harry awkwardly as he looks up from his plate.

Luna was wearing what looked like a pair of orange radishes for earrings, a fact that Parvati and Lavender seemed to have noticed, as they were both giggling and pointing at her earlobes.

"You can laugh!" Luna said, her voice rising, apparently under the impression that Parvati and Lavender were laughing at what she had said rather than what she was wearing. "But people used to believe there were no such things as the Blibbering Humdinger or the Crumple- Horned Snorkack!"

"Well, they were right, weren't they?" said Hermione impatiently. "There weren't any such things as the Blibbering Humdinger or the Crumple-Horned Snorkack."

Luna gave her a withering look and flounced away, radishes swinging madly. Parvati and Lavender were not the only ones hooting with laughter now.

Karina glares at the two girls, "Keep laughing and I'll put a hex on you so bad you won't be able to use your mouth to so much as whistle."

Both girls stop laughing immediately and stare at Karina in fear as she grins.

"That's better."

Hermione sighs, "Karina you can't go around threatening everyone."

Karina rolls her eyes, "And you can't go around being a bitch to everyone. Oops too late."

Walking away with a chuckle she feels Hermione glare at her back. Harry grimaces looking between the two. He knew they had a love hate relationship. And as long as they weren't trying to harm each other physically he was happy.

Coming to the Slytherin table, Karina halts. There were so many new faces she couldn't keep up.

"Who's this?"

The new blonde boy smiles, "Theodore Nott."

Gregory raises his spoon towards him, "He's our roommate."

Karina nods slowly, "Ah I see."

Theodore had been sitting by Gregory who sat by Daphne who sat by Layla. On the other side Pansy sat by Blaise who sat by Draco and beside Draco was an open seat and then beside that open seat was Aubrey.

Karina looks between the two and grimaces,  "Oh joy..."

Taking the seat between the two boys, Karina glances up to see all the girls looking at her with slight grins.

'You guys are evil...' Karina mouths making to the girls giggle.

The guys all look up just as the girls look away. Draco glances between the girls and Karina then shakes his head. He never understood what went on with them.

Minutes later everyone starts talking about their classes and how much homework they were given for the weekend. Draco sees Karina hold her right hand for a moment. Then out the corner of his eye, he looks down to see her using her left hand to eat... which he knew she never did.

"You okay?" He whispers.

Karina peeks over at him with a small smile, "Of course."

"Your hand okay?"

"Yeah..."

Draco just nods. He heard her voice go up an octave and knew instantly that something was wrong. But he didn't want to push her. Hopefully she would come talk to him if something was going on.

...

At five o'clock that evening Karina and Harry knocked on Professor Umbridge's office door for what they sincerely hoped would be the final time,

The blank parchment lay ready for them on the lace-covered table, the pointed black quill beside it.

"You know what to do, Mr Potter," said Umbridge, smiling sweetly over at him.

Harry picked up the quill.

Karina sits waiting.

Umbridge taps her chin with a small grin, "Miss Grey... today we will write I shall listen to my elders and not talk back."

Grabbing her quill, Karina huffs then begins. Umbridge had made Karina write so many different lines throughout the whole week thinking they would sink in. But the only thing it did was make Karina want to do more damage. Umbridge thought of Karina as a delinquent, really she did this is what she told her the other day.

'She's trying to break me,' Karina thinks to herself, 'but she's got a long way to go.'

I shall listen to my elders and not talk back, Karina wrote.

The cut in the back of his right hand opened and began to bleed afresh.

I shall listen to my elders and not talk back.

The cut dug deeper, stinging and smarting.

I shall listen to my elders and not talk back.

Karina grits her teeth as blood trickles down her wrist.

The parchment was now shining with drops of blood from the back of her hand, which was searing with pain. But would she say anything no. She wouldn't even allow herself to show that she was in pain while Umbridge was looking. No, Karina wanted Umbridge to see that she was fine and dandy. That she couldn't be broken by a soulless ugly troll looking pink sweater wearing ministry step stool of a woman.

When she next looked up she saw out the window that night had fallen. Which meant her and Harry had been here for an hour already.

"Let's see if you've gotten the message yet, shall we?" said Umbridge's soft mousy voice.

She moved toward Harry, stretching out her short ringed fingers for his arm. And then, as she took hold of him to examine the words now cut into his skin, pain seared, not across the back of his hand, but across the scar on his forehead. At the same time, he had a most peculiar sensation somewhere around his midriff.

He wrenched his arm out of her grip and leapt to his feet, staring at her. She looked back at him, a smile stretching her wide, slack mouth.

"Yes, it hurts, doesn't it?" she said softly.

He did not answer. His heart was thumping very hard and fast. Was she talking about his hand or did she know what he had just felt in his forehead?

He glances towards Karina who was staring at him in question as well as concern. He would have to talk to her about it later.

"Well, I think I've made my point, Mr. Potter. You may go."

He caught up his schoolbag and left the room as quickly as he could. Karina watches Harry disappear with a huff.

Turning back to Umbridge, Karina stares blankly. Umbridge smiles as sweet as can be.

"You dear may keep writing. I think 20 more lines shall do."

Biting her lip chuckling angrily Karina grips the quill tightly, "Great."

...

Harry glanced over to his right as he approached the Quidditch pitch, to where the trees of the Forbidden Forest were swaying darkly. Nothing flew out of them; the sky was empty but for a few distant owls fluttering around the Owlery Tower. He had enough to worry about; the flying horse wasn't doing him any harm: He pushed it out of his mind.

He and Ron collected balls from the cupboard in the changing room and set to work, Ron guarding the three tall goalposts, Harry playing Chaser and trying to get the Quaffle past Ron. Harry thought Ron was pretty good; he blocked three-quarters of the goals Harry attempted to put past him and played better the longer they practiced.

After a couple of hours they returned to the school, where they ate lunch, during which Hermione made it quite clear that she thought they were irresponsible, then returned to the Quidditch pitch for the real training session. All their teammates but Angelina were already in the changing room when they entered.

"All right, Ron?" said George, winking at him.

"Yeah," said Ron, who had become quieter and quieter all the way down to the pitch.

"Ready to show us all up, Ickle Prefect?" said Fred, emerging tousle-haired from the neck of his Quidditch robes, a slightly malicious grin on his face.

"Shut up," said Ron, stony-faced, pulling on his own team robes for the first time.

They fitted him well considering they had been Oliver Wood's, who was rather broader in the shoulder.

"Okay everyone," said Angelina, entering from the Captain's office, already changed. "Let's get to it; Alicia and Fred, if you can just bring the ball crate out for us. Oh, and there are a couple of people out there watching but I want you to just ignore them, all right?"

Something in her would-be casual voice made Harry think he might know who the uninvited spectators were, and sure enough, when they left the changing room for the bright sunlight of the pitch it was to a storm of catcalls and jeers from the Slytherin Quidditch team and assorted hangers-on, who were grouped halfway up the empty stands and whose voices echoed loudly around the stadium.

"What's that Weasley's riding?" Malfoy called in his sneering drawl. "Why would anyone put a Flying Charm on a moldy old log like that?"

Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise, and Theodore guffawed and shrieked with laughter.

Karina sits with Pansy, Daphne, and Layla. They all roll their eyes at the boys and continue talking.

Karina glances down at the feel to see Ron mount his broom and kick off from the ground with Harry following behind him. She honestly hoped Ron didn't kill himself or hurt anyone else. The boy need more practice, way more.

"Karina!"

Shaking her head out of her mind, Karina turns back to Pansy and smiles, "Sorry what did you say?"

"Are you okay? You've been acting a little off."

"Yeah I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

Pansy nods slowly.

Layla squeals watching the field in excitement, "Karina are you still part of the team?"

"No I'm not anymore."

Karina frowns looking back out at the field. She hadn't rode her broom in months. She did miss it but with everything that had been and is still going on, she needed to focus on one thing... and that was Umbridge. The lady brought dark clouds everywhere she turned. Karina still had her nightmares and she knew that evil lady has something to do with them. If she was honest with herself Karina knew why her vision would happen she just didn't know when... or if she could stop or change it.

Layla shakes her head with a light smile, "I don't know how you did it. I would be so scared. Everyone is flying so fast that high in the sky. I would fall off the broom in two seconds."

Karina chuckles, "It takes practice but anyone can do it."

Daphne giggling nodding, "Yeah really."

She points towards the field at Ron who pelted toward the ground to catch the Quaffle before it landed. He pulled out the dive untidily and slipped sideways on his broom almost falling off.

The boy Slytherins, led by Malfoy, roared and screamed with laughter. Harry saw Fred and George exchange looks, but uncharacteristically neither of them said anything, for which he was grateful.

"Yikes..." Karina mutters looking away.

She turns to Pansy who was looking down at her notebook. She watches the girl peek to the side then sees her cheeks redden as she looks back down. Karina frowns for a moment looking over to see Theodore gazing intently at Pansy before seeing Karina staring at him and looking away.

Pursing her lips, Karina turns back to Pansy and leans down a bit whispering, "How are things with Blaise?"

Pansy peeks up and smiles but Karina could immediately tell it was fake.

"Everything is good. It's... yeah fine... good."

Karina raises an eyebrow staring at her friend with a knowing look, "You're gonna have to lie better than that Pan."

Pansy sighs grimacing, "That was awfully pitiful wasn't it?"

Smiling lightly Karina nods, "Needs a little work."

Shrugging Pansy closes her notebook, "We had a bit of a quarrel..."

"Really? When... why?"

"It was stupid really. We were just talking about the future and he mentioned the fact that if we were to still be together he would want to live in a nice expensive loft. And I said I wanted a nice family home. And that's when everything took a turn. Because of his ever changing husband surprising dying mother, he fears marriage and doesn't want to have children."

Karina frowns.

"And you know I do want to have kids. And I do want to be married. I don't want to be dating in a relationship forever. I want to have a wedding and to live in a homey house. Not like like a bachelor's girlfriend."

Karina nods in understanding, "Aw I'm sorry Pan. I don't know what to say. Maybe you two should talk again when the air clears. You guys still have a long way until we're down at Hogwarts and are thrown into the real world... maybe things will change by then."

Pansy nods slowly, "Maybe..."

Playing with her skirt Karina bites her lip, "So Theo is cute is he not?"

Pansy's face reddens once again making Karina smirk knowingly, "Um I guess. I haven't really noticed. I don't like looking at other guys... I'm dating Blaise."

"I think if you're happy with Blaise then be with him and when it comes closer to that time you guys can have another talk. But if you're not happy with him then tell him. I think he'd rather you be happy then be tied down by him and be sad."

Pansy nods, "Thanks. I am... was... we've just learned that we're very different. And it's hard."

"That's okay. You guys are learning."

"What about you?"

Karina grins, "What about me?"

Daphne scoffs pushing Karina's shoulder, "Oh please you know what. You and Draco. How are things? Oh and the new boy Aubrey. He seems interested in you."

Layla giggles, "Very interested indeed. He's always staring at you."

Karina shrugs, "Haven't noticed."

"Seriously?"

"Okay no I'm lying but honestly you guys I'm not interested... he's cute. Very cute but I just I don't know."

"So you wouldn't go out with him? Not even one date."

Karina shakes her head, "I'm okay. And I'm not waiting on Draco. Honestly. I just don't feel interested enough in Aubrey to date him."

"Not even a fling?"

"Not even to make Draco jealous?"

Karina giggles, "Believe me he's jealous enough."

...

Professor Umbridge had been in every class inspecting teachers and their lessons to report back to the ministry like the pack mule she was.

Karina really couldn't stand the woman. Thank goodness she was finally done with the detentions. Draco was getting way to concerned and Karina knew he would ask one day about her hand. But for now she used a spell to hide the raw red skin.

Walking into Snape's dungeon, Karina sits beside Draco and sees Severus hand Harry back his moonstone essay with a large, spiky black D scrawled in an upper corner.

Karina grimaces as Draco chuckles to himself. Slapping his arm playfully Karina smiles at the boy.

"Stop it be nice."

"I am nice."

Karina grins, "Sure you are."

"I have awarded you the grades you would have received if you presented this work in your O.W.L," said Snape with a smirk, as he swept among the class, passing back their homework. "This should give you a realistic idea of what to expect in your examination."

Snape reached the front of the class and turned to face them.

"The general standard of this homework was abysmal. Most of you would have failed had this been your examination. I expect to see a great deal more effort for this week's essay on the various varieties of venom antidotes, or I shall have to start handing out detentions to those dunces who get D's."

He smirked as Malfoy sniggered and said in a carrying whisper, "Some people got D's? Ha!"

Harry realized that Hermione was looking sideways to see what grade he had received; he slid his moonstone essay back into his bag as quickly as possible, feeling that he would rather keep that information private.

Determined not to give Snape an excuse to fail him this lesson, Harry read and reread every line of the instructions on the blackboard at least three times before acting on them. His Strengthening Solution was not precisely the clear turquoise shade of Hermione and Karina's but it was at least blue rather than pink, like Neville's, and he delivered a flask of it to Snape's desk at the end of the lesson with a feeling of mingled defiance and relief.

"Well, that wasn't as bad as last week, was it?" said Karina, as they climbed the steps out of the dungeon and made their way across the entrance hall toward lunch. "And the homework didn't go too badly either, did it?"

When none of the Slytherins answered, she pressed on, "I mean, all right, I didn't expect the top grade, not if he's marking to O.W.L. standard, but a pass is quite encouraging at this stage, wouldn't you say?"

Harry made a noncommittal noise in his throat.

"Of course. A lot can happen between now and the exam, we've got plenty of time to improve, but the grades we're getting now are a sort of baseline, aren't they? Something we can build on..." Daphne replies.

They sat down together at the Slytherin table.

"I got a P," said Gregory, ladling soup into his bowl.

"Well, that's nothing to be ashamed of," said Daphne rubbing his arm lightly.

"Nothing wrong with a good healthy P." Blaise chuckles.

"But doesn't P stand for-"

"'Poor,' yeah," Layla relies interrupting Pansy, "Still, better than D, isn't it? 'Dreadful'?"

"So top grade's O for 'Outstanding,'" Karina shrugs, "and then there's A —"

"No, E," Draco smiles correcting her, "E for 'Exceeds Expectations.'"

"So after E, it's A for 'Acceptable,' and that's the last pass grade, isn't it?" Theodore asks shoving a roll in his mouth.

"Yep," said Blaise, dunking an entire roll in his soup, transferring it to his mouth, and swallowing it whole.

"Then you get P for 'Poor' and D for 'Dreadful.' " Vincent thinks.

"And then T," Aubrey reminds him as he grabs a spoon of masked potatoes.

"T?" Karina chuckles, "Even lower than a D? What on earth does that stand for?"

"'Troll,'" Blaise jokes.

Karina snorts skating her head. She loved her friends.

...

Karina was pulling out her dream diary her seat at the front of Divination room. Professor Trewlaney thought it would be best since she was a seer to sit up front and pay close attention.

Karina wasn't complaining. Last year she hated this class and Professor Trewlaney scared her but now after knowing that she was a seer, she figured that she would be open to receiving any help she could get.

"What is she doing here?" Draco mutters.

Karina turns to Draco to see him staring at something in the back of the room. Following his gaze, Karina watches Professor Umbridge emerge through the trapdoor in the floor. The class, which had been talking cheerily, fell silent at once. The abrupt fall in the noise level made Professor Trelawney, who had been wafting about handing out Dream Oracles, look round.

"Good afternoon, Professor Trelawney," said Professor Umbridge with her wide smile. "You received my note, I trust? Giving the time and date of your inspection?"

Professor Trelawney nodded curtly and, looking very disgruntled, turned her back on Professor Umbridge and continued to give out books. Karina frowns. She knew last year she didn't like Trewlaney but she had grown on her this year. If this umbitch lady did anything at all to Trewlaney there would be hell to pay.

Still smiling, Professor Umbridge grasps the back of the nearest armchair and pulls it to the front of the class so that it was a few inches behind Professor Trelawney's seat. She then sits down, taking her clipboard from her flowery bag, and looks up expectantly, waiting for the class to begin.

Karina rolls her eyes. Draco could feel the anger seeping off of Karina. He lays his hand on her frantic bouncing leg making her sit still.

"Breathe..." he whispers.

Nodding Karina takes in a deep breath and pats his hand thanking him.

Professor Trelawney pulls her shawls tight about her with slightly trembling hands as she surveys the class through her hugely magnifying lenses.

"We shall be continuing our study of prophetic dreams today," she said in a brave attempt at her usual mystic tones, though her voice shook slightly. "Divide into pairs, please, and interpret each other's latest nighttime visions with the aid of the Oracle."

She made as though to sweep back to her seat, saw Professor Umbridge sitting right beside it, and immediately veered left toward Parvati and Lavender, who were already deep in discussion about Parvati's most recent dream.

Karina opens her dream diary and sighs, "I think you should go first."

Draco nods slowly knowing Karina was having trouble sleeping when it came to her nightmares, "Alright. Well it's nothing too bad. The regular every night dream of my father being disappointed in me."

Karina frowns. She lays her hand on Draco's as his sat on his journal.

"I'm sorry but your fathers a tool."

Draco chuckles.

"Seriously Draco. Don't fret. You don't need validation from him. Be your own person and do what makes you happy because it's your life. Not his. He's already lived his. Maybe he didn't get to do the things he wanted to or he failed in some way and is trying to live through you. Don't let him. You know who you are."

"Thanks Karina."

"Of course. Plus I kind of like this Draco."

Draco peers up at her with gleaming eyes, "Kind of?"

Karina smiles pushing a strand of loose hair behind her ear, "Oh shush you... you just want to make me blush."

"Among other things."

Karina bites her lip trying not to stare into Draco's intense gaze, "You're trouble."

The two continue on and talk about something else seeing as they couldn't discuss Karina's nightmares with Umbridge herself in the room.

Karina sits watching Umbridge covertly. She was making notes on her clipboard now. After a few minutes, she got to her feet and began to pace the room in Trelawney's wake, listening to her conversations with students and posing questions here and there.

Umbridge passes by Karina and Draco giving Karina a stare as Karina just grins unbothered. Huffing Umbridge walks away towards the back making another note on her clipboard as Professor Trelawney was looking extremely put out.

"Now," said Umbridge, looking up at Trelawney, "you've been in this post how long, exactly?"

Professor Trelawney scowled at her, arms crossed and shoulders hunched as though wishing to protect herself as much as possible from the indignity of the inspection. After a slight pause in which she seemed to decide that the question was not so offensive that she could reasonably ignore it, she said in a deeply resentful tone, "Nearly sixteen years."

"Quite a period," said Professor Umbridge, making a note on her clipboard. "So it was Professor Dumbledore who appointed you?"

"That's right," said Professor Trelawney shortly.

Professor Umbridge made another note.

"And you are a great-great-granddaughter of the celebrated Seer Cassandra Trelawney?"

"Yes," said Professor Trelawney, holding her head a little higher.

Another note on the clipboard.

"But I think — correct me if I am mistaken — that you are the first in your family since Cassandra to be possessed of second sight?"

"These things often skip — er — three generations," said Professor Trelawney.

Professor Umbridge's toadlike smile widened.

"Of course," she said sweetly, making yet another note. "Well, if you could just predict something for me, then?"

She looked up inquiringly, still smiling. Professor Trelawney had stiffened as though unable to believe her ears.

"I don't understand you," said Professor Trelawney, clutching convulsively at the shawl around her scrawny neck.

"I'd like you to make a prediction for me," said Professor Umbridge very clearly.

Karina was not the only person watching and listening. Sneakily from behind their books now most of the class were staring transfixed at Professor Trelawney as she drew herself up to her full height, her beads and bangles clinking.

"The Inner Eye does not See upon command!" she said in scandalized tones.

Karina could understand that. Most times she wanted no needed badly to see something and all she received was a blank mind.

"I see," said Professor Umbridge softly, making yet another note on her clipboard.

"I — but — but... wait!" said Professor Trelawney suddenly, in an attempt at her usual ethereal voice, though the mystical effect was ruined somewhat by the way it was shaking with anger. "I... I think I do see something... something that concerns you. Why, I sense something... something dark... some grave peril..."

Karina shrugs, "Sounds right to me."

Umbridge turns to Karina and smiles but Karina knew she had pissed the ugly troll off. But that made her happy if Karina was being honest.

Professor Trelawney pointed a shaking finger at Professor Umbridge who continued to smile blandly at her, eyebrows raised.

"I am afraid... I am afraid that you are in grave danger!" Professor Trelawney finished dramatically.

There was a pause.

Professor Umbridge's eyebrows were still raised.

"Right," she said softly, scribbling on her clipboard once more.

Karina rolls her eyes, "She is a grave danger..."

Draco chuckles shaking his head.

"Well, if that's really the best you can do..."
She turned away, leaving Professor Trelawney standing rooted to the spot, her chest heaving.

Karina felt bad for Trewlaney. The lady looked like she was going to poop her pants. She had no idea why everyone feared this tiny sweater wearing lady. If anything Karina wished she could get the chance to put a hex on her. But for now she had to sit and wait.

...

"Wands away," Umbridge instructed the class smilingly, and those people who had been hopeful enough to take them out sadly returned them to their bags. "As we finished chapter one last lesson, I would like you all to turn to page nineteen today and commence chapter two, 'Common Defensive Theories and Their Derivation.' There will be no need to talk."

Still smiling her wide, self-satisfied smile, she sat down at her desk. The class gave an audible sigh as it turned, as one, to page nineteen.

Harry wondered dully whether there were enough chapters in the book to keep them reading through all this year's lessons and was on the point of checking the contents when he noticed that Hermione had her hand in the air again.

Karina smirks leaning back in her chair. The show was about to begin.

Professor Umbridge had noticed too, and what was more, she seemed to have worked out a strategy for just such an eventuality.

Instead of trying to pretend she had not noticed Hermione, she got to her feet and walked around the front row of desks until they were face-to-face, then she bent down and whispered, so that the rest of the class could not hear, "What is it this time, Miss Granger?"

"I've already read chapter two," said Hermione.

"Well then, proceed to chapter three."

"I've read that too... I've read the whole book."

Professor Umbridge blinked but recovered her poise almost instantly.

"Well, then, you should be able to tell me what Slinkhard says about counterjinxes in chapter fifteen."

"He says that counterjinxes are improperly named," said Hermione promptly. "He says 'counterjinx' is just a name people give their jinxes when they want to make them sound more acceptable."

Professor Umbridge raised her eyebrows, and Harry knew she was impressed against her will.

"But I disagree," Hermione continued.

Karina bursts out into laughter, "Oh joy."

Professor Umbridge's eyebrows rose a little higher and her gaze became distinctly colder.

"You disagree?"

"Yes, I do," said Hermione, who, unlike Umbridge, was not whispering, but speaking in a clear, carrying voice that had by now attracted the rest of the class's attention. "Mr. Slinkhard doesn't like jinxes, does he? But I think they can be very useful when they're used defensively."

"Oh, you do, do you?" said Professor Umbridge, forgetting to whisper and straightening up. "Well, I'm afraid it is Mr. Slinkhard's opinion, and not yours, that matters within this classroom, Miss Granger."

"But —" Hermione began.

"That is enough," said Professor Umbridge.

She walked back to the front of the class and stood before them, all the jauntiness she had shown at the beginning of the lesson gone. "Miss Granger, I am going to take five points from Gryffindor House."

There was an outbreak of muttering at this.

"What for?" said Harry angrily.

"Don't you get involved!" Hermione whispered urgently to him.

"For disrupting my class with pointless interruptions," said Professor Umbridge smoothly.

"You mean for having an opinion? One that you disagree with? Wow shocker..."

Professor Umbridge goes to reprimand Karina but is interrupted by her.

"My hand is raised."

Umbridge huffs still trying to keep her smile wide on her face, "I am here to teach you using a Ministry- approved method that does not include inviting students to give their opinions on matters about which they understand very little. Your previous teachers in this subject may have allowed you more license, but as none of them— with the possible exception of Professor Quirrell, who did at least appear to have restricted himself to age-appropriate subjects— would have passed a Ministry inspectio—"

Karina scoffs. This lady couldn't be serious.

"Yeah, Quirrell was a great teacher," said Harry loudly, "there was just that minor drawback of him having Lord Voldemort sticking out of the back of his head."

This pronouncement was followed by one of the loudest silences Harry had ever heard.

"I think another week's detentions would do you some good, Mr. Potter," said Umbridge sleekly.

Karina sighs looking down. She didn't want Harry to go through detention alone knowing what would happen.

Draco peeks over at her seeing the look on her face and shakes his head, "Don't do it..."

Karina lets out a huff. The class all turn to stare at Karina as she stands up looking straight to Umbridge's waiting gaze. Squinting her eyes in anger Karina then opens her big mouth.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤? 𝐖𝐡𝗼 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝗼𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫? 𝐅𝐚𝐯 𝐝𝐮𝗼, 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝗼?

𝐇𝗼𝐰 𝐝𝗼 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝗼𝐮𝐭 𝐔𝗺𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞?

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠? 𝐋𝗼𝗼𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝗼𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝗼?