OWLs THEN FIREWORKS

CLANG. Educational Decree No. 119: Dolores Jane Umbridge has replaced Albus Dumbledore as Head of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Cassiopeia stood outside the Great Hall, tapping her foot impatiently as she lets out a heavy sigh. Dumbledore's Army was inside the Great Hall, using Umbridge's Black Quill that's used for punishments. She was glad she wasn't there at the time. Not only because of the punishments, but also because Draco would've seen her.

After what felt like ages, they all started to pour out the Great Hall, and Cassiopeia noticed some of them giving dirty looks at her. She ignored them, and she tried looking through the students for Harry, but she couldn't see him.

But she did spot Hermione's bushy hair, she jogged towards the girl, tapping her shoulder. "Hey, 'Mione. Do you know where Harry went?"

Hermione looked at Ron, who shrugged. "Dunno, he walked out very fast. But I reckon he's probably going to the bridge, he usually goes there," said Ron.

"Are you sure?" Cassiopeia asked, Ron nodded.

"Maybe,"

"I'll check then, thanks," she patted Ron's shoulder before walking out of the Hall, and to the bridge outside. Cassiopeia spotted the familiar messy raven hair, and she was glad no other students were there.

"Harry," she said, standing beside him. He didn't look up. His eyes were fixed at the distant as he leaned on the bridge. "I'm so sorry, I couldn't do anything about it, I was too late---"

"It's okay, Cas," he said, in a soft voice, "it's okay. What has happened, happened. We've got nothing else to do,"

"What happened to Dumbledore?" She asked, her eyebrows knitting together. "Did he leave? Or was he sent to Azkaban?"

"He disappeared right in front of us, along with his Phoenix," he replied, looking at her, now finally being so close to Cassiopeia, Harry noticed the huge dark circles under her eyes. "Are you okay?"

"What?" Cassiopeia frowned, lifting a brow at the boy, "I'm fine, why?"

"You look like you have not slept, Cassiopeia," he said, facing her, concern written all over his face.

She brushed him off, "I'm okay, I promise. I just...have not got any sleep. Y'know...visions? And...homework. OWLS is coming, so..."

She wasn't a good liar when it comes to lying in front of Harry. Cassiopeia didn't understand why, she lied to him plenty of times before.

"Right..." he nodded, in a tone that she knew that he didn't believe her. She gave him a soft smile before grabbing his right hand, and intertwining it with hers.

"By the way, remember the photo you sent me of us?" She asked, looking for it in her pockets as Harry nodded.

"Yeah, why?" He asked.

"I still have it you know," she took it out from her pocket, but instead of a Polaroid picture, it was a big silver locket. "I don't wear it, it's heavy," she said.

"What's inside it?"

"Oh, it's the picture of us," she said, opening the locket to reveal them both smiling at each other during last year's Yule Ball, both oblivious that someone had taken a picture of them. Cassiopeia smiled at the locket in her hand before closing it, and shoving it inside her pocket again. "Now, come on, let's get back inside the Castle. We could get in trouble."

Cassiopeia grabbed his hand, and they both walked back inside the castle.

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Now that it's almost end of school year, students have been stressing over their OWLs. The Slytherin Common Room had been quiet during exam and revision weeks, mostly students breaking down or some students having their nose stuck in a book.

Cassiopeia was one of the students who kept having a mental breakdown. Mostly because of stress. Now that Dumbledore's Army is out of the way, and The Inquisitorial Squad had stop because of exams, at least she had that out of her mind.

But the Lessons with Snape was at least better now. She still needed to learn more spells, and more things about the Dark Arts to avoid herself getting killed by Voldemort. Like for example, after the Occlumency Lessons, she had to learn how to fight against the Imperious Curse.

Those lessons along with exams coming up are no good. Cassiopeia would always forget to brush her hair, or she would always snap at her brother or to anyone due to lack of sleep.

Cassiopeia groaned as she dragged herself out of her bed, she had forgotten that she had her Lesson with Snape tonight, and she didn't care that she might be twenty minutes late.

She grabbed her coat, walked out of the Common Room, and to the left then down the spiral staircase to Snape's office.

She sleepily opened the door to his office, to see Harry, who is all sweaty and tired then Snape who had his wand pointed to him.

Harry frowned at the girl, and Snape followed his gaze. He scowled at the girl who stood at the doorway, hand on the doorknob.

"What do you want, Malfoy?!" snapped Snape, stomping towards her.

"I--uhh," her eyes travelled to Harry, then she looked back at Snape, "Umm, Dumbledore wanted me to tell you something, I--mind if we talk over here?"

Snape huffed, grabbing Cassiopeia's shoulder harshly, and pushing her out of the office, closing the door behind them.

"What is it?!" hissed Snape.

"Nothing! I just needed an excuse, I couldn't tell Harry that you were also giving me some lessons on how to fight the Imperious Curse!" she replied, crossing her arms around her chest.

Snape fumed, his face turning red with anger. "You pulled me out of there for no reason?! I was busy, Malfoy, and you are wasting my time!"

"Oh don't you get angry at me now," the girl narrowed her eyes at Snape, "You were the one who didn't tell me that we won't have a lesson today. So this is your fault!"

Snape scowled at her, "You should not forget that I'm your Head of House, and your Professor, Malfoy. Watch your tongue,"

"What're you going to do?" teased Cassiopeia, "Expell me? Dumbledore wouldn't like that,"

"For your information, Malfoy, Dumbledore isn't Headmaster anymore. So yes, I can, wouldn't be your first time being expelled," smirked Snape.

"Oh shut up," hissed Cassiopeia, "You can't get rid of me, anyway, goodnight,"

Cassiopeia turned away, muttering curses at Snape who was still scowling at her.

The four House tables have been replaced by many smaller ones. The Hall is eerily silent except for the scratching of quills, and tapping of some students' foot.

The OLWs are in progress, and Umbridge stands in front of the Hall,
surveying the students with an eagle eye.

Cassiopeia is hurrying through the questions, pausing. She glanced up, seeing Harry, who was sitting in front of her. Her eyebrows knitted together, when her vision got a bit blurry. She tried to blink, but her sight was slowly turning dark, and images flashed through her head.

It was a dark hallway, with a door in the end of it, Cassiopeia knew it was one of the hallways in the Ministry of Magic. The door flag open, to reveal the Department of Mysteries. Cassiopeia knew that place, since she visited that place with her father a few years ago.

There was a loud bang, and the shelves started to fall, making all the crystal balls on it fall to the ground. Then there was a painful yell from a familiar voice: "SIRIUS!"

Cassiopeia jumped. She was cut off by a large boom coming from outside the Great Hall. Umbridge stops cold, students look up in confusion. Then another boom was heard, Umbridge strides down the aisle looking furious.

She opened the large doors, and at first it was quiet. Then there was something flying towards Umbridge. It looked like a small firework. It flew around her, and inside and gone off into a loud boom of colourful firework.

Confused, Umbridge looked around when suddenly, the Weasley Twins in their brooms soared over her, and into the Great Hall, laughing loudly.

As they soared over the students, they waved their wands and all the exam papers flew up into the air, and more fireworks erupted.

All the students beam, they all laughed and grinned at the Weasley Twins. Can't say the same about Umbridge, though. She was glaring, her face mixed with anger and shock.

The Weasley Twins kept flying, more and more fireworks boomed. Cassiopeia stood up from her chair, beside Harry. She chuckled as tiny fireworks bursts in front of them.

Umbridge was walking in the middle of the room, dodging all the fireworks. Cassiopeia turned and saw a bunch of tiny fireworks was chasing Draco, Crabbe and Goyle around.

Then Filch walked in the Hall, a mop in his hand, watching all the mess.

The Twins had set off bigger fireworks, and it turned into a large dragon. It stared at Umbridge who stepped back in fright, she turned to run as the Dragon flew down to her. It opened its mouth, and swallowed her whole then explodes into green and gold sparks, and one by one blew up all the Decrees that hanged on the wall.

As the smoke clears we see Umbridge: choking, hair wild, frock smoking. The Twins flew outside, followed by a bunch of cheering students, who pushed pass Umbridge.

A huge 'W' of fireworks bursts, and everyone cheered loudly, Cassiopeia included. Harry laughed and clapped from beside her, Cassiopeia turned to him, and she saw his grin falling into a frown.

He stared and Cassiopeia's grin had fallen as well. Harry stumbled back, and fell on the floor, still staring at something, his eyes with fear and concern. "Harry--!" Cassiopeia held his arm, she knelt in front of him, putting her hands on his shoulders.

Then Harry looked at her with alarm, "Sirius..."

The four of them raced up the swiveling staircase as it swings. Ron and Hermione hurry after Harry, wild with panic.

"Harry, are you sure?" asked Hermione, panic in her voice.

"Of course he is," Cassiopeia said, "I saw the department of Mysteries in one of my visions I had earlier. It wasn't good at all!"

"Yes," Harry nodded to Cassiopeia, "I saw it--just like with Mr. Weasley! It's the same door I've been dreaming about for months--only I couldn't remember where I'd seen it before!"

Ron and Hermione stopped, not understanding as Harry continued: "Sirius said Voldemort was after something--something he didn't have last time--and it's in the Department of Mysteries!"

"Harry, please, just listen. What if Voldemort meant for you to see this? What if he's only hurting Sirius because he's trying to get to you?" asked Hermione.

Harry turned to them, "What if he is? I'm supposed to just let him die?! Hermione--he's the only family I've got left."

Hermione is truly torn. She turns to find Ron looking at her--and the loyalty and resolve in his eyes says it all, and then to Cassiopeia who had a look of concern. Hermione takes a deep breath--and nods. Ron turns to Harry.

"What do we do,"