𝐎𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱

It seemed like Umbridge had completely taken over the school.

Strict ridiculous rules were plastered all over the halls, no talking to the opposite sex, extra curricular activities were prohibited.

No more trips to Hogsmeade.

And that's what affected y/n the most. She felt suffocated and trapped.

She felt alone.

Draco became very distant with all his attention being on the inquisitorial squad, so they barely spoke. Pansy was never at meal times or in the dorm at nights, which seemed suspicious but she thought nothing of it.

Yeah sure, y/n had the DA, but they were just being polite when she poured out her issues.

Nobody really seemed to care if she was there or not anymore.

What seemed like home now felt like Azkaban.

"y/n"

Who was sticking up for her in lessons against Umbridge?

Who was checking up on her?

Who noticed she wasn't eating, or sleeping?

"Y/N!" Blaise raised his voice and snapped his fingers in her face.

She snapped out of her daydream and jolted. Her eyes darted around her to see all these pairs of eyes on her as they sat at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall.

"Sorry. Sorry what did you say?" Y/N quivered, slightly shaken.

"I said, Weasley was wanting you" Blaise replied, stabbing his fork into his mango chunk.

"Wh-who?"

Blaise gestured his head into the direction of Fred, who was walking out the hall.

Y/N stood up and started walking into the direction of where Fred was walking, until she felt a cold hand dig into her shoulder like a blade.

"Going somewhere?"

Y/N shot around to see Draco stood towering over her.

Fuck he looked like shit.

Messy hair, dark marks under his eyes and a bitter look on his face.

"Excuse me?" She was in shock.

"Incase you forgot, Bloodstone, I"m keeping my eye on everyone who walks these halls" He spat.

Why the hell was he in such a mood?

"Don't shit yourself, Malfoy, I'm going to my dorm. Do you need to follow me incase I blow up this fucking place before i reach the staircase?"

Two can play this game.

Draco looked disgusted and shocked she was speaking back. He started pacing backwards into the hall, eyes glued to y/n. Who's been fucking with his head so much that he seems a complete different person?

Umbridge.

Y/N started pacing to catch up with Fred, turning left towards the Room of Requirement assuming that's the way he went. She nibbles her lip and could feel the blood rush to her head and ears giving her a sharp pain in her temple. She hated everything going on.

The secrets, the lies, fucking Hogwarts. She. Hated. It.

She turned one more corner to reveal the strawberry blonde leant up against the wall with his long locks covering his sharp jawline. She immediately stopped in her treks and looked at him.

He turned his head and his brown eyes met with hers. He didn't look happy, sad, worried, excited, nervous, nothing.

He just looked at her.

"Hi Fr-fred. Erm Blaise said you were looking for me?" Y/N flustered, fiddling with the hem of her jumper.

"Yeah. Yeah I need to speak to you" Fred croaked.

"Not here though".