Y/N POV

The day after my detention of hell, Hermione had asked me if she could sleep in my dorm more often and I agreed with her. So every night, Hermione and I would be asleep in my bed with Snuffles. One morning, I woke up to see Hermione still fast asleep and Snuffles asleep as well. I always thought Hermione was super adorable when she was asleep, and this was no exception.

She was wearing one of my hoodies, (like she always does when we're alone together) which was a little big for her as it showed her shoulder and pajama bottoms. She moved a little, opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Good morning, Y/N," She said as she kissed me. "Happy Birthday, Love."

"Wait, it's the 9th already?" I asked as we both got up and checked the calendar. "It is the 9th! Lana and I are sixteen today!"

"Don't rub it in that you're ten days older than me," Hermione pouted. "I'll catch up to you soon." She stood behind me and wrapped her arms around me. "But I'm glad to celebrate my boyfriend's birthday today. I have your gift too!" She quickly went to the girl's dorm to grab something and ran back in with something in her hands.

"I know we both have necklaces, yours from your mother, mine from you, of course," She said. "But this stuck out to me one day. Something I thought you would like." She opened the palm of her hand, revealing a geometric object that seemed to be a half of a heart.

"It's an obsidian necklace," She said to me. "There are two pairs, I'm wearing mine now, and this is yours." She took mine and put it around my neck. "And when it's connected with mine..." She continued as she pulled out her necklace from under the hoodie. "It makes a heart."

"Hermione, this is... incredible," I said to her. "It's real obsidian?"

"Yeah, it is!" She giggled. "I tested it, it doesn't break. I even charmed it too. It would even work as a compass, so if we're separated or lost, my necklace will lead me to you..."

"And mine will lead me to you," I said. "That's ingenious!"

"And that's not all," She said as she took out an envelope from her pocket. "This is also for you. From me."

She gave me the envelope which read in her very beautiful handwriting,

To Y/N Ronan Lovegood

For September 9th, 1995.

From Hermione Jean Granger.

I opened the wax seal, carefully not to break it and pulled out a letter. I looked at Hermione, who smiled and ushered me to sit on the bed with her and read it.

Dear Y/N Lovegood,

It's been such a long time since we first met. Back in Diagon Alley where you bumped into me when I was looking for books for our first year. At first, I didn't think I would make any friends, especially with being told I am a Muggle-born witch. But you changed that for me.

You've shown me so much kindness, so much compassion and so much friendship ever since we became friends. I'll never forget the first time you saved my life from that troll or when you defended me from Malfoy when he called me a Mudblood or that you literally died to save me and stop a Basilisk. I didn't realize it then, but I fell for you then. And very hard, might I add.

Over these four, now five years, we've gotten closer together. As friends, best friends, and now as lovers. Sounds really cheesy, I know. What I'm trying to say is... I'm thankful you're in my life. You've been there for me all this time and I wouldn't have anyone else but you. You have been everything to me, Y/N.

My First Friend. My Best Friend. My Boyfriend.

You've shown me how it is to love someone unconditionally, the beauty to magical creatures and how it feels to be loved by someone who isn't family.

And I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I want to be there as your wife and the mother to our children in the future, no matter what happens.

Cause I love you. I love you so much, with all my heart. (Gosh, I feel like I want to cry now.)

You are truly the best thing that's ever happened to me. And I never want to forget that. So enjoy your 16th birthday today, my love, I hope this letter brings a smile on your face. I love you so much.

With all my love,

Hermione Granger.

As I finished reading, a smile slowly started to form on my face as tears of joy leaked from my eyes, but I made sure not to wet the letter. Hermione saw them coming and wiped them away from my face.

"You okay?" She asked as she continued to wipe away my tears.

"Yeah, better than okay, babe," I said as I clutched her hand. "This... is the most amazing gift I ever got. I love you too. So, so much."

"I love you too," Hermione said as her lips connected to mine. "And I meant every word I said and wrote."

"I know," I said. "And that makes me love you even more." I kissed her again, but this was deeper than ever. Hermione pulled me down on her and continued to kiss me, just like how we were at Grimmauld Place. Probably even deeper. Hermione and I were kissing like no-one was watching.

Probably cause no-one was watching.

(A/N: I know in the Gryffindor Room, there aren't separate rooms, but for this book it's pretend there are separate rooms? For Hermione and Y/N's privacy.)

She was even kissing my neck and collarbone, like I did once. I even tried to sit up with Hermione on me, but I had accidentally took her by somewhere I most likely shouldn't have.

"Y/N," Hermione said. "Did you touch my butt?"

"I'm sorry!" I said quickly. "I meant to take you by the waist, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine," She said with a small smirk. "I actually didn't mind." And before I did anything, she kissed me again.

"We have a free day today," Hermione said to me. "What do you want to do, birthday boy?"

"Don't forget your birthday in 10 days, 'Mione," I said. "As much as I want to stay here and talk to you, we have to see everyone."

"You're right," Hermione said. "Come on, we can go celebrate with everyone."

We left my room and entered the Common Room, where surprise, surprise, Ron was the center of attention. Harry had come out of his room as well, and I couldn't help but notice that he didn't look that good.

"Harry! Y/N!" Ron exclaimed. "I tried out for Quidditch Keeper at the tryouts! I'm on the team! Oh, and Y/N, happy birthday, mate!"

"That's really great," I said. "And thank you -- "

Before I could continue, Harry collapsed to the ground as he clutched his scar and his right hand was covered in blood.

"Oh shit," I said as I looked at his hand, where Umbridge made him write. "Ron, get the twins! We need to get him to Madam Pomfrey!"

"What happened?" Ron asked while Hermione looked terrified.

"I'll explain on the way!" I yelled. "Just get your brothers!"

Ron ran to grab Fred and George as I propped Harry up. "Come on, Harry, come on. I'll tell Grandma what she did to us."

"Nooo," He muttered. "Can't give... Umbridge the satisfaction..."

"And I don't give a shit about that," I said. "You've been pale for days, I have to let Mum and Professor McGonagall know. Hermione, can you and the Weasleys take him there? I'll get Lana."

"Of course," She said as she took Harry. "Be safe okay? I love you."

"I love you too, sweetheart," I quickly kissed her before I teleported to Ravenclaw Tower.

Lana POV

I was in the Ravenclaw Common Room, reading a book while Luna laid down next to me. Everyone around was either doing the same or challenging themselves intellectually. Luna, Kayla, Padma and Sam had gotten me some presents for my birthday and I was waiting for the others.

Suddenly, I heard a whoosh as I heard a voice call out, "Lana! Where's my sister?"

"Y/N?" I asked. He looked in my direction frantically. "What's wrong?"

"It's Harry," He said. "He just dropped to the ground. Hermione, Ron and the Weasleys are taking him, just meet me there." He then disappeared, presumably where Harry was. I closed my book as Sam asked, "How the hell was he able to do that?"

"No time!" I said as I teleported off to the Hospital Wing. As I arrived there, I came in to find Y/N, Hermione, Ron, the Weasley twins and Mum there. Harry was in the bed, still as pale as hell.

"Please explain something, Y/N," Fred said. "Harry mentioned Umbridge, what did she do to him?"

"It's more like what she did to us." Y/N said as he showed his right hand with what Umbridge told us to etch and folded his left sleeve. "She made us write this on our hands, sent the letter that put this into my skin, and made Harry write that for a week."

Ron looked at me as I showed him my hand as well. He took it and rubbed the scar, trying not to hurt me as I blushed madly.

"Fudge allowed her to come here?" Mum said. "That bastard... Dolores and I need to have some words..."

"We need to tell Grandma and Dumbledore," I said quickly.

"No," Harry objected. "We're not telling anyone."

"Too late," Y/N said. "I already told them after I told Lana. "They're doing whatever they can to help. Grandma will make her destroy those quills, but if Umbridge pulls some crap out, I'll destroy them myself."

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The day had gone by as Harry was healed, but unfortunately, Umbridge denied anything and of course the Ministry would be on her side. But at least our birthday was good. Y/N and I got some books from Ron, Harry and Y/N, Luna got me a pair of Spectroscopes (She got a pair in blue for Y/N), Hermione got me a set of earrings from when we were in the Muggle World, and of course, the Weasleys got me some pranking materials, but I couldn't use them so I hid them in my trunk. And surprisingly, we got a gift from Fleur, who sent us a card and put some bracelets that Gabrielle made for us, along with some sweets as well

A couple days went on and it was nearly Hermione's birthday, which Y/N had been preparing for a long time. He had been sending some time with Dumbledore, Grandma and Newt to create something really special for her. He was keeping it a secret, but he kept dropping hints as to what it could be.

"Seriously, Y/N?" I asked him. It was currently the 17th of September, two days before Hermione's birthday. "What are you planning?"

"You'll see soon," He said with a smile.

"Come on!" I said. "I won't tell anyone, you know me. Or should I just read your mind and see what it is?"

"Ok fine," He said. "Do you know what a Pensieve is?" He asked with a curious look.

"I've read about them," I said. "They're devices used for wizards and witches to view other's memories."

"Exactly," Y/N said. "Harry mentioned he used one to know about Barty Crouch Jr. and I thought about making one."

"Why do you want to make a Pensieve?" I asked curiously before I realized what he was planning. "You're making one for Hermione?"

"Bingo!" He said. "Since Dumbledore has one, I thought he could help and he was happy to, but it has to be one Hermione can have on her, so..." He said as he pulled out a box and handed it to me. "We made it into a ring. Kind of like a promise ring."

I opened the box to find a silver-ish dark grey ring with a blue gem on it. "That's her birthstone," Y/N pointed out to the gem in the middle. "The function is then if Hermione puts it to her forehead, she will see all of our happy memories. Like meeting each other for the first time, becoming friends, our first kiss, everything happy that happened."

"That's really cool!" I said. "Could I offer a suggestion?"

"Sure," he said. "Fire away."

"For the band here," I said. "Could you make it into two otters coming towards the gem? They're Hermione's favorite animals and her Patronus, so that would really make her happy."

"That's really good!" Y/N said. "Why didn't I think of that, you're a genius, sis!" He hugged me quickly as I returned it.

"Anytime, bro," I said to him. "Oh, and about that Ron thing, he definitely fancies me, right?"

"Oh, yeah," He said. "Big time. He's definitely got it for you. He could use some confidence for the match coming up. Least he's not acting like an idiot now."

I giggled a little. "Truer words have never been spoken. Thanks, bro." I hugged him again. "Hey... when did you get taller than me?" I asked.

"In my sleep," He responded.

"I miss when we were the same height..."

"Who knows, maybe a few more inches..." He teased.

"Stop it!" I giggled and punched him.

"I kid, I kid!" He said. "I better get to Dumbledore's, tell him about the idea. Thanks so much, sis!"

"You're welcome!" I said.

Hopefully it goes well for them. And for me and Ron soon as well...

Hermione POV

I woke up the next day next to Y/N in his dorm to find him still asleep. Snuffles slept in front of him as I faced him sleeping peacefully. 'He's such a good father to Snuffles,' I thought to myself. 'I wonder how he'd be with our kids in the future.'

I sat up and held my arms to my knees watching them both sleep until Y/N's eyes opened and he looked at me. "Hey, beautiful," He said as he kissed me with his soft, caramel-tasting lips. I felt something ruffle around on the bed as Snuffles woke up as well, chirping at us.

"Hey, Snuffles, guess what?" Y/N said as he picked him. "It's your Mummy's birthday today!"

Snuffles chirped again as he climbed out of his hands and into mine, nuzzling his head against mine. "Aww, thank you, Snuffles," I said to the Niffler. "Mummy loves you too." I turned back to Y/N, who smiled at me and said, "Happy Birthday, Love," He kissed me again as I rolled on top of him, kissing him even more.

"Do you want your present, babe?" He asked as we stopped. "I think you're going to love it."

"Oh yes," I said as we both sat up. "I'm really excited to see what it is!"

"Ok, that's good," He said as he pecked my lips again. "Now, I want you to close your eyes. Do that for me, babe?"

I nodded and closed my eyes, like he said. "Okay, now open your right hand." I held out my hand towards his direction as I felt something being placed in my hand and felt some motion above my hand.

"Okay," He said. "You can open your eyes now, 'Mione."

I opened them to find a black velvet-like box, opened up with a ring inside of it. It had a blue gem on it with two otters converging on it. It was so beautiful, I couldn't believe it.

"Y/N, where did you get this?" I asked.

"I didn't get it," He said. "I made it. With Dumbledore, Grandma and Newt. Just for you, Hermione. There's also a note in there too, underneath the ring."

I removed the ring, kept it in my hand and found the note he was talking about.

To the love of my life:

Thank you for being in my life when times were tough. I love you so much, and I want to spend every single moment with you.

From, Y/N

"Oh my gosh," I said. "This is so beautiful, Y/N. I love it! I can't believe you did this for me."

"Of course, Love," He said with a smile. "I'd do anything for you, Babe."

"I love you so much," I said to him with another kiss.

"I love you too," Y/N replied. "Do you mind if I put this on you?"

"I don't mind," I said as I let him slide the ring onto my ring finger and kissed my hand.

"This does also have a cool function," He said. "Just put the gem to your forehead and you'll see."

I looked at the ring, back at him as he smiled and placed the gem to my forehead. As I did, I saw every happy moment I ever had with Y/N.

The time we first met in Diagon Alley.

The day we became friends.

The time he protected me from a troll.

The time I first kissed his cheek.

The moment I met him again after I was petrified.

Our first Hogsmeade Date together.

Adopting Snuffles.

Our first and second kiss together.

The night of the Yule Ball when we confessed our feelings to each other.

And every happy moment I've ever had with him.

As I removed the gem off my forehead, I kissed him again on his lips as we both stood up. "Thank you, Y/N," I said. "This is an amazing gift. Thank you for making my birthday even more special."

"Always, 'Mione," He said with that smile that would make my first-year-self blush hard and another kiss. "Oh, and I did get you something else too." He went over to his wardrobe and pulled out something.

"It's my Quidditch jersey," He said. "You've been to a lot of the matches and I thought you should have mine. I asked Grandma if she could replicate it. For my biggest fan."

"It's perfect," I said as he gave it to me. I slipped it on quickly, finding it to be a little big for me, but it was like one of his hoodies, which I loved to wear. "I love it."

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The first Hogsmeade trip of the year was coming around and after Umbridge's actions against Y/N, Harry, Lana and the whole of Hogwarts, I was worried about their well-beings, including Y/N's.

Somehow, Filch suspected that Harry was ordering Dungbombs when he was sending a letter to Sirius. It may have meant that someone tipped him off and was interested in reading our mail. We were discussing it after the boy's Quidditch practice, where their uniforms were caked in mud. Y/N decided to change first before he sat down with us. However, Harry and Ron were still in their uniforms.

"You, ordering dungbombs?" I asked. "I mean, really, if you did, Y/N and I would have to confiscate them."

"Yeah, and I really wouldn't want to do that," Y/N said. "I like their contraptions, but not the time with her around."

"Whoever tipped Filch off was interested in reading your mail, Harry," I said. "I mean, doesn't it seem a little too coincidental that Filch was tipped off when you happened to be sending a message to Sirius?"

"Yeah, that does seem weird," Harry said. "You figure it's Umbridge?"

"No, it's the doctor from Back to the Future," Y/N said with sarcasm. "Who else would it be, that isn't Voldemort?"

"Hey, Weasley!" Malfoy called out. "Nice job on the field today! You'll be our best player on the pitch!"

"Get bent, Malfoy!" Harry yelled as the Slytherins laughed at Ron while walking away. Y/N was about to do something, but I put my hand on his and snuck my fingers in his, calming him down.

"No, he's right," Ron said. "I'm useless out there. Complete rubbish."

"It's your first practice," Harry said as Lana patted Ron's shoulder. "Don't worry about it."

"I'm gonna make a fool out of myself," He continued.

"No, you're not," Lana said. "You just need confidence." And to all of our surprise, she quickly kissed his cheek and joined her fellow Ravenclaws. As she left, she looked back at Y/N and I and winked while Ron was blushing red like a tomato.

"So, Ron," Y/N asked. "How do you feel now about the match?

"I-uh, I-I-I," He said as if he was a broken record playing on repeat.

"Um, Ron?" Harry asked and waved his hand in his face. He still had the same response.

"Oh dear," I said. "I think we broke him."

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A couple of hours later and classes had ended for the day, Harry, Ron, Y/N and I were in the Gryffindor Common Room. Harry and Ron were talking about Quidditch, I was reading a little and Y/N was helping Anne with some charms that she didn't get so I decided to help. He was trying to help her with the Knockback Jinx, so I thought a demonstration would help. He volunteered to be struck by it.

"So, Anne," I said. "What you want to do is move your wand like this." I pointed my wand at Y/N, moved it downward, up a little and with a little curve and said, "Flipendo!" causing Y/N to be knocked back a little further as he fell to the floor.

"Oh my gosh!" I said as Anne and I ran over to him. "Y/N, I'm so sorry, I didn't know that would happen!"

"It's okay, 'Mione," He said. "I'm fine, Love." He quickly kissed me as Anne spotted the scar he had on his left arm.

"What happened to your arm?" Anne said as she looked at it.

"Oh, that?" He said as he looked at it. "I assume you've read some things about Grindelwald, yes? How Dumbledore defeated him?" He asked as she nodded.

"That's the thing," I said. "Y/N is his grandson, his sister, Lana is Grindelwald's granddaughter."

Anne gasped for a moment but didn't turn away."When people found out," Y/N continued. "They sent us all sorts of hate mail. One of them scarred this into my arm. And none other than Dolores Umbridge herself."

"That's terrible!" Anne said. "I'm so sorry for you!"

"It's okay, Anne," Y/N said. "At least I have people that know I'm not like my grandfather. I'm surprised you didn't turn away though..."

"After these past couple of weeks, you've been really nice to everyone," She said. "And you defend others from those Slytherins. That tells me you're a better person than what most make you out to be."

"Oh wow," I said. "You're one of my favorite first-years now." Anne smiled as she went back to the girl's dorm.

(A/N: Another face claim: Millie Bobby Brown for Anne Cotton)

"She might be my favorite too, Love," Y/N said as he got up, wrapped his arms around me from behind and kissed me as I giggled. "She's gonna do great here, thanks to you."

"Yeah," I said with a small smile. "But I don't know how we're ever going to pass our O.W.L.s in Defense Against the Dark Arts without any practice! That Umbridge woman is so vile, especially what she did to you, Harry and Lana."

I turned to the other boys as the room cleared out. "We've got to do something about her."

"Yeah, well," Ron said, now being able to speak without stuttering. "Poison should do the trick."

"As much as I want to do that," Y/N said, "Believe me, I do, but that's not what we're talking about."

"I meant her teaching," I said. "We're not going to learn anything in that class."

"Maybe we should do it ourselves," Y/N suggested.

"Do what?" Ron asked.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," I said, remembering that moments prior, Y/N and I were teaching it to Anne. "We'd teach ourselves."

"I don't know," Harry said before being interrupted by something at the window, revealing an owl that Ron recognized.

"Hermes?" He asked as he let it in. Hermes dropped a letter into his hands before vanishing into the night. "It's from Percy!"

"Read it," We all urged as he opened it.

"Dear Ron," He read out. "Congratulations on becoming Keeper for the Gryffindor Team. I was hoping you'd get Prefect and follow in my footsteps, but Lovegood took it from you, didn't he? I was worried you'd take the 'Fred and George' route, that would be discomforting."

"Keep reading," I said as Y/N stared at the letter.

"Given your attachment to this matter," He continued. "I will give you a piece of advice." He paused for a moment as he read what Percy wrote. "It is likely you have been seeing a lot of Harry Potter, Y/N Lovegood and Lana Lovegood as of late. I must recommend... you break ties with them as soon as possible?!?"

"They might be Dumbledore's favorite, but Dumbledore may not be in charge of Hogwarts much longer. Y/N and Lana are monsters, and I wholeheartedly agree with Dolores Umbridge's way of punishing them. Your loyalties should lie with the Ministry of Magic, not their personality cult. Please do not fear breaking ties with them. If trouble arises, go to Professor Umbridge, a truly delightful woman. I hope you will carefully consider my advice to you, Ron. Don't let the dangerous errors of Dumbledore, Potter and the Lovegoods, and unfortunately our parents lure you into destroying a perfectly good career. Percy."

He looked up at us and scowled to himself. He looked extremely angry. Y/N looked a little hurt and angry, but not as angry as Ron. Ron looked absolutely furious.

"Well, uh," Harry said. "If you want to, ah, 'break ties' with us, I swear I won't be violent."

"Me either," Y/N said. "However, that won't be the same for Percy."

Ron looked back at the letter and growled. "If he thinks I'm gonna do that..." He said as he ripped it in half.

"Betray my friends for the Ministry..." He ripped it again.

"Including the girl I fancy..." Another rip in the letter.

"He is wrong," He said with a final rip. "Dead wrong!" He held the shreds in his hands. "He's no brother of mine anymore. What he is... is the world's biggest git!" With that he tossed it into fires, where something we didn't think would happen.

"Watch it!" The voice of Sirius Black said through the fires of the fireplace.

Harry POV

As we heard Sirius' voice coming through, we all scrambled to the fireplace to see a fiery outline of his face in the coals. A moment later, a Swish came around and Lana appeared out of nowhere. Ron should hope that she didn't hear what she said to keep it a secret.

"Sirius?" I asked

"Right you are," He moved his face in the coals. "Got your letter and thought we should talk in person." He turned his face to Ron. "What was that you threw in?"

"Letter from that dickhead," Ron said. "Percy. Full of his usual rubbish."

"Except that Dumbledore might not be in charge here much longer," Y/N said.

"Wait, what happened?" Lana asked Hermione.

"Percy sent a letter," She said. "Not very good things, so Ron burned it."

"It doesn't surprise me," Sirius said. "Fudge wants Dumbledore out."

"Why?" I asked.

"He's worried Dumbledore is trying to turn the students against the Ministry." Sirius said.

"That's a joke," Y/N said. "They're already turning us against them."

"But it explains why Umbridge won't teach us anything useful," Hermione added. "Not a single piece of information for Defense Against the Dark Art."

"Exactly." Sirius said. "The Ministry doesn't want you trained on combat."

"What does he think Dumbledore is going to do?" I asked. "Raise an army?"

Sirius went on about how the Ministry was getting paranoid and who Umbridge really was. "Look, asking questions about him will only make it more obvious that he's not back." he finished.

Suddenly, Sirius turned to the wall and shouted, "Get out of here!" as a stubby-fingered hand went for his head, but vanished before it could grab him.

"What the hell was that!?" Y/N and Lana yelled.

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"I cannot believe it!" Hermione said. It was the next morning and she was reading the Daily Prophet with Y/N. She threw the paper on the table as the rest of us looked at it.

"Ministry Passes Educational Decree Number 23:" Ron said. "Dolores Umbridge Appointed Hogwarts High Inquisitor? What's that mean?"

"According to this," Y/N said. "The High Inquisitor has the power to inspect all of the teachers. And they can sack them as well."

"You're kidding!" I said.

They weren't kidding.

Later in our Divination class, which Hermione, Y/N and Lana no longer were a part of, Umbridge was there to inspect Professor Trelawney.

"Greetings, my children," She greeted and ignored Umbridge. "I sense even now that many of you have made the transition into the beyond! Today we will be continuing our interpretation of prophetic dreams. Please divide into your groups and discuss your recent night time visions using the text as a guide."

Ron and I opened our books like we were told, but Umbridge decided to speak.

"So how long have you been at this post?" She asked.

"Near to 16 years I have been the guid to young seers possessed of the Inner sight." She responded as Umbridge made a note.

"I understand you are the descendent of the famous Seer Cassandra Trelawney?"

"I am."

"And you are the first since Cassandra to have the Second Sight?"

"These things tend to skip..." Trelawney stuttered. "Several... generations..."

"Of course."

Trelawney's class slowly turned into disaster as Umbridge provoked her to the point she nearly made her insane. Umbridge also inspected McGonagall's class, where she wasn't easily pissed off here. In fact, she pretended that Umbridge wasn't there, but she was pissed that she harmed her grandchildren.

"That will do," She said as the room fell silent. "Mr. Finnigan, kindly come here and hand back the homework -- Miss Brown, please take this box of mice -- don't be silly girl, they won't hurt you -- and hand one to each student -- "

"Hem, hem," Umbridge made that small cough, but McGonagall straight up ignored her as Seamus handed my essay, which I got an A on.

"Right then, everyone, listen closely -- Dean Thomas, if you do that to the mouse again I shall put you in detention -- most of you have now successfully vanished your snails and even those who were left with a certain amount of shell have the gist of the spell. Today we shall be -- "

"Hem hem," Umbridge said again.

"Yes?" Professor McGonagall said as she stared bloody daggers into Umbridge's soul.

"I was just wondering, Professor, whether you had received my note telling you of the date and time of your inspec -- "

"Obviously, I received it," She said to her. "But I have chosen to ignore it as you endanger any student near you, so do not try to interrupt me, Dolores. Do not test me again."

Over the class, Umbridge still made useless questions and McGonagall kept shooting her down. Y/N was listening in with Hermione and now I had a greater respect for Professor McGonagall.

"I can hardly wait," McGonagall said in a sarcastic voice as Umbridge finally left.

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Y/N POV

October came around as the five of us were walking in Hogsmeade. Hermione and I were walking together hand-in-hand as we stopped at the Hog's Head. After that night in the Common Room, Hermione, Lana and I had an idea for us to learn DATDA.

"Here we are," Hermione said.

" 'The Hog's Head?'" Ron asked. "Why here?"

"Come on," Lana said. "We'll explain."

As we entered, the Hog's Head was full to the brim with students we knew and invited to this. Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom, Lavender Brown, Parvati and Padma Patil, Cho Chang, our dear cousin Luna, Ginny, Fred, Georg.

Most of the Gryffindor Team was here too, along with others from other houses. Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet (who I replaced as a Chaser), Colin and Dennis Crervey, Ernie Macmillan, Micheal Corner, Sam Johnson, Kayla Rosario, Terry Boot, Justin Finch-Fletchely, Hannah Abbott and many others.

Ron and Harry looked at us. "What's going on?"

"These are some people we told the idea about," I said. "Most of the Ravenclaws came since Lana told them."

Hermione stepped forward and addressed everyone. "Hi, everyone," She said shyly. I snuck my hand into hers to help her a little and smiled. "I thought it would be good if we met and talked over how we wanted to teach ourselves DATDA."

She paused as she took a breather. "Because we need to learn it properly, not the rubbish Umbridge is doing."

"Hear, Hear!" Fred Weasley bellowed.

She turned to me and back at them. "Obviously, this will help us pass our O.W.L.s, but more importantly, it gives us the ability to protect ourselves from... Lord Voldemort."

Lots of people jumped as the mention of him rang through the room. I felt Hermione's hand shiver in mine and I squeezed it to comfort her.

"That's the first time you said it," I whispered. "It's okay, babe."

"How do we know You-Know-Who's really back?" Zacharias Smith said.

"Dumbledore believes he is." George said.

"You mean Dumbledore believes them." He pointed to me, Lana and Harry.

"That's true," Hermione said. "But i think we're drifting from the topic--"

"Aye, Smith!" I said. "We believe he's back, because we fought him last year. Dumbledore mentioned that we did, so if you don't believe him, you won't believe anyone." I said.

"Y/N's right," A voice from the back said. "And I believe him."

"Why do you?" Smith said to them.

"Because he saved my life, Smith," Cedric Diggory came out. "He told me someone was going to kill me and I believed him them and I believe him now."

After Cedric came out of the shadows, Hermione went on, "Well, anyway," She said. "I think in order to properly learn, we'll need a teacher. And we don't have just one, but we have three." She turned to us and brought Harry and Lana towards everyone.

"Us?" Harry asked.

"I for one," Micheal Corner said. "Would like to know why they're qualified and the rest of us aren't. Especially Y/N."

"Well, Micheal, I'm glad you asked." Ginny said. "Were you the 4th, 5th or 6th champion in the Triwizard Tournament?"

"No?"

"Did you literally die to kill a Basilisk two years ago?" She asked again.

"No."

"Did you save the Philosopher's Stone in your first year?" Fred asked.

"No."

"Did you survive the Killing Curse and face You-Know-Who four times?" George asked.

"No."

"Exactly," Ginny said. "So be quiet."

"Can you cast the Patronus Charm?" Luna asked us.

Before I could answer, A Harpy Eagle flew out of Lana's wand and flew around the room as everyone watched. The eagle then came over to Lana and perched itself on her shoulder.

"So all in favor of taking lessons from Harry, Y/N and Lana?" Hermione asked as nearly everyone's hand went up. "Ok, good. I think we should write our names down, so we know who was here."

Names were given as everyone signed, but one stood out from the rest of them.

The D.A.

Dumbledore's Army.

(A/N: Jesus Christ, this took so fracking long! Hope y'all like it!)