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Danny stomped into the classroom. He was so fuming mad at that blonde fucker. When he got his hands on him, he’ll show him who he’s messing with. Hell, he won’t even need his powers or king status to do it. He glared as he took out his book, some paper, and a pencil.
He took a breath and waited for the teacher as the other kids walked in, looking tired and like they wanted be anywhere but here. I mean mood, but this class couldn’t be that bad, right? A while later, he saw the blonde fuck walk in with the teacher.
He smiled as he tripped the boy when he walked by to get his seat. Hey, he never said he wasn’t a petty bitch.
“Good morning, class,” Professor Umbridge declared. The class as a whole mumbled out a good morning in response, “I want to hear everyone. Nice and clear! Now, good morning, class.”
Danny groaned in annoyance, but followed suit alongside everyone else, “Good morning, Professor Umbridge.”
She extracted a piece of chalk and began to write on the chalkboard, “Now, as your new professor, I will be teaching this class my way, as it is the proper way,” she walked over the to her bag, “We will be reading the textbook only. There will be no need to practice.”
That didn’t sit right with Danny. It felt… wrong. Like, shouldn’t they be practicing to learn this stuff?
”This is Ridiculous! How are we going to learn, if we don’t practice casting the Spells? “ A voice called out.
Danny knew that voice, He looked up and saw Hermione looking pissed as she leaned over her desk. Her anger almost seemed to accentuate her wild frizz, making it appear like a lion’s mane.
Umbridge rolls her eyes. It seemed to her that this mudblood needed to learn to keep her mouth shut and learn to listen to her superiors. And of course, it was one of Potter's friends. Maybe she should make an Example out of both of them.
“If you wish to say something, you raise your hand, Miss.. ?” she waited for the brat to respond.
“Granger. Hermione Granger,” she glared at the pink toad. She already didn’t like her after seeing her at the Tri Wizard Tournament. Her fake, sugary sweet attitude made everyone dislike her.
“Yes, well, Miss Granger, as the Under Secretary for the ministry, I know what is best.” Professor Umbitch Umbridge huffed.
Danny's senses were on high alert now. He could feel something twist in his gut as the pink woman stared at Hermione. Like she was an annoying gnat flying around the room. That was never a good sign. He should know, considering how acquainted he is with the glare. He grimaced at how fate liked to make him deal with total jerks.
Somehow, the two started yipping at each other. When Danny suddenly saw a black blur move. It looked like a mix between a living shadow and a Skeleton. It was slow before it stood up. It was tall. The teacher went on before they saw it change.
“Dolores… “ It sang, its appearance was that of a woman, slender with brown hair. Danny couldn’t deny that she was pretty.
The professor turned pale and turned to the women, “M-mom?... wha… what are you…” she stumbled back, “No…no you're dead…“
The slender woman seemed to almost become more visible, she wore a warm yellow outfit. It fit her well, “Now, now, Lola… I came all this way to see you, after all, I missed you so much…” The woman smiled sharply, her yellow heels clicked on the floor while their professor backed up until she tripped over the air and fell on her side.
It was like a scene from a B-grade horror movie. Complete with an audience and everything. Danny swallowed harshly and couldn’t believe he was feeling sympathetic for the teacher as he watched his classmates stand and stare, dumbfounded. Not a single one rising to the occasion, he couldn’t decide if that was better or worse.
Not to mention the timing of Umbridge’s…mom’s? Appearance. It was almost uncanny how the woman had appeared to terrorize the professor whilst their very toad herself had been going on about the ‘impracticality’ and ‘unimportance’ of hands on DADA.
The yellow-adorned woman smiled when she stopped. “You know, it took me hours to have you… I screamed through it all until you came out,” The woman paused and tilted her head, “And just how did you repay me?“
The teacher scrambled to get away, seeking leverage. “E-Expecto patronum!” Umbridge yelled. A slivery ghost-like cat materialized. It ran at the woman, but when it hit her…It turned to mist.
Dolores tried to stand when she hit something. She looked around at the semi-invisible glittering Dome. Realization hit her…that she was trapped with this thing. This ugly Muggle thing.
“I don’t owe you anything you… You filthy! useless! Muggle scum!“
The woman laughed at her, “Oh Lola… If I’d known you’d be this ungrateful… I would have done the world a huge favor,“ she walked around the Podium. Her yellow skirt flowing elegantly as she walked.
Dolores scrambled back into the Blackboard as she was trying to get away.
“R-riddikulus! “ She screamed, directing her wand at the apparition of her deceased mother. The woman was dead, and most certainly not a ghost. The only explanation was a boggart. How one had gotten into her classroom was a mystery. But… nothing happened. The panic on her face was palpable. Her mother ran at her and threw her across the room.
Danny watched as the woman knocked his professor unconscious. He may not have been her biggest fan, but he couldn’t sit around. Especially not when the woman, who seemed to be changing her appearance in realtime, was a threat to his classmates. He still hasn’t had the chance to make any truly, close friends.
Danny shot up and ran into the dome. He wasn’t sure where the structure had come from, if the figure had conjured it or not. As far as he knew, this entire event could have been planned from the start.
“Hey, walking caution sign, pick on somebody your own size!” Danny yelled, despite being smaller than Umbridge.
The woman, no…The creature locked eyes with him and changed. It went from the women in yellow to a black mess. He could see it make changes before it showed what turned into.
He shook at who it turned into next. Vlad, his long white hair in a pony tale, his black Pristine suit and those cold, Deep midnight blue eyes. How had he found him, how was he here? Hogwarts should have kept any non-magical being out. Was it because the man was a Halfa? And since when could he shapeshift into other people? Was Amorpho in on this as well? Danny stumbled back fearfully, not unlike the Professor.
“Oh, Daniel, I’ve returned just like you knew I would.” The monster purred in a far too velvety voice. Danny clutched his Stomach, backing away fearfully, as Vlad walked over to him, “I don’t understand why you insist on running. You know you need me, and so do the twins. I could keep you safe. There’s no need to keep running from me, anymore, little Badger. I’m here now.”
He talked as if he was doing Danny a favor. He spoke like a mother consoling her child, like his own mom had done to him before…before she was taken from him. His stomach churned in disgust at comparing this abomination of a man to his mother.
Hermione gasped at the man…This was him, this was the man who forced himself on Danny. There wasn’t a doubt in her mind. And it appeared she wasn’t the only one, as Everyone listened in. Not a single person jumping to help. Herself included, which allowed shame to curdle and bubble in her gut.
“My dear badger,” his voice was filled with faux sympathy. Sweet like lead. Poisonous and deadly, “After all you have no one you can truly run to. You’re all alone. No more family to hide behind, no more meddling friends to help you, and no more big sister save the day. The only one left for you is me, and all you need is to listen to me and come home.” The monstrosity’s Footsteps echoed. Danny was shaking more now.
“That place was never my home! You took me from my home! Why can’t you ever leave me alone!” Danny cried out, just barely holding back a ghostly wail.
Hermione straightened her back and ran to Danny. “It’s not real, Danny! It’s a boggart, the spell to get Rid of it is called Riddikulus! Think of something funny and then say it! All you have to do is laugh.“
Danny looked at this thing wearing Vlad’s face and smiled. “Riddikulus! “ he yelled and bright light enveloped it leaving behind the same man covered in purple goo, coated with fruit loops and stuck in a fish Barrel.
“I’ll get you for this you little brat!” Vlad, no, the boggart, yelled in anger”
Danny held his sides as he laughed himself to the floor and the thing left. He sighed, wiping tears from his eyes. To think the spell would summon fruit loops? Now that is priceless.
Danny sighed while clutching his stomach, for a good reason this time, as he stood back up.
“Does this mean we have a free period?“ he smiled, pointedly ignoring their unconscious Professor.
Hermione rolled her eyes with a smile and took his hand. “We should tell the head-master,” she tilted her head back towards Ron and Harry, while grasping Danny’s hand, “Come on, then,” they laughed as they walked out of the room.
Draco gave a cold smile as he looked at the Under secretary. He knew that Voldemort and his father would love this. After all, why would they want a filthy, lying half breed in the Death Eaters. He'll make sure that his father gets the message either after dinner or before Lunch.