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The Pride of Hogwarts	By : MightyGryffindor Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 6796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Pride of Hogwarts

Chapter 4: Dolores Umbridge

Today was the first day that Alex Mattingly would have Defense Against The Dark Arts with the rest of the Gryffindors, and the Slytherins. He had heard about the argument that Harry had had with the new professor, and had heard Hermione say that the Ministry of Magic had placed her there to interfere with Hogwarts activities. Well, since he and his family had a rightful claim to half the school, and they knew secrets that, he bet, even the Headmaster didn’t about the building and surrounding lands, well, he was not going to let her ruin his time there, no way! So, while thinking this over at breakfast, they were now heading to the classroom for the first class of the day.

“Potter, what exactly did you say to upset Umbridge so much”? Alex asked. “I mean, I can tell she’s a cunt, just by her little ‘hem-hem’ speeches, like the one this morning, but what did you do to set her off”?

“She tried to insinuate that the rumor of Voldemort being back, was all a lie, and I kind of told her off”. Harry explained. “I told her that I saw him, and fought him again. I also saw Peter Pettigrew kill Cedric Diggory on his orders, but she didn’t want to hear this, oh no, so she gave me a detention that was rescheduled for this evening.

“Fudge wants to deny him being back, and we think he sent her here to shut Dumbledore and me up. Hell, Fudge, gave Barty Crouch Jr. to the Dementors, while he was still locked up here in school, just to keep him from talking, because he was in on bringing Voldemort back. Plus, if you notice, Dumbledore has been watching his step around her, and so is McGonagall. They’re afraid that the ministry will get the Board of Governors to fire them.

“Then, the bitch gave us ‘ministry approved’ books, that’s about rated at first year level, wanting us to learn theory only, and not anything practical, at all. Nope, no wand-work in her class; she makes us leave them in our rucksacks”.

“Hell, dude, that sounds to me like they’re trying to quench an uprising from the kids before it starts”. Alex contemplated. “They don’t want us to learn how to do it, only just what is enough to pass the written on the OWL’s, but what will they do for the practicals on the test, cancel them”?

“Something is fishy as hell about this, and it ain’t Umbridge’s twat either”. Alex remarked.

“Look Harry, Umbridge’s cousin is a Selwyn, and we’re pretty sure he’s a Death Eater. However, the blood is tainted,” Alex said, but shook his head at Harry’s scowl, “and she sure ain’t proud of it at all.

“Look, Harry, I’m not a pureblood fanatic, I’m just telling you that she’s one, so don’t look at me like that, okay.

“Anyhow, her great grandfather was a guard at a Muggle penitentiary, and he got to messing around with a woman inmate. Well, I guess they did the dirty between the bars, or in the laundry, because he knocked her up. Well, he kept the kid, and raised it, until she got out a few years later. That child, a boy, is her grandfather, whom had two kids, and, we think, her mother’s brother, is the Death Eater.

“I just think, that this has You-Know-Who, written all over it”. Alex finished, as they walked through the classroom door.

Everyone grabbed a seat, but this time, Harry sat beside Alex, despite the scowl Hermione threw at him, while Ron sat beside her, oblivious to what was going on, as per usual.

“I wished we could get rid of her quick, and get somebody back in here like Professor Lupin. He’s the only one we’ve ever had that was worth a damn in teaching this class”. Harry commented, and noticed the toad-faced cunt hadn’t made it there yet.

“Ah, well, I could help you there, but she would have to do something that would cause Hogwarts to expel her”. Alex replied.

“What do you mean”, Harry asked, “by Hogwarts expelling her? Hogwarts isn’t alive, or at least not that I know of”.

“Yes, well, you see, the blood wards are still alive, and anyone with a blood tie can command this school at their whim”, Alex explained. “As a matter of fact, I would say that you might be able to too, since we are distant cousins”.

“Distant cousins, huh”? Harry asked, with a scowl.

“Yes, we are kin though the Peverells, and that goes through your father”. Alex explained. “The Peverell family descended from Godric Gryffindor. There’s one of the original brothers that’s buried at Godric’s Hollow, along with some other distant family”.

“Really”, Harry asked, “as my mum and dad are buried there? Godrics Hollow is where we lived when Voldemort came after us”.

“Well, we’ll have to visit it at some time. Just tell me when, and I’ll have my father take us”. Alex said.

“Now, back to Umbridge. You’ll have to make her angry enough to pull her wand on you, or slap you. Either way, I can have the wards boot her out, then I can bar any other ministry worker entrance”.

“I think I can handle that”, Harry espoused, “as she was almost that mad at me on my first day in class. Just watch my back, yea? The Slytherins might try to hex me from behind”.

“Will do”, Alex replied with a smirk, “and I’ll sit back and watch today’s fireworks in action”.

It wasn’t five seconds later that Dolores Umbridge entered the room, walking in a hasty trot, dressed in all pink, again, with her nose in the air, like she had just smelled something foul. Harry thought she probably did, when she pulled her drawers down at the piss pot, before class, and it wasn’t the piss, nor the toilet, that she was smelling either. Finally, she spun on her heel, and faced the class, only to clear her throat, and it made everyone cringe.

“Hem, Hem!

“All right everyone, today we will begin on chapter two. You will turn to page fifteen, put your wands away, and begin reading. There will be no talking in class”. Umbridge remarked, as she looked over the class with a vindictive smirk on her face.

Alex Mattingly thought that now was better than never, so he raised his hand. Since Alex was an old-blood, she didn’t dare not call upon him, so she pointed to him to speak.

“Well, uh, did you say to put our wands away, Professor”? At her nod, he marched on. “But, why, as I don’t see us learning a damn thing, without learning the spells, as we cover them”? At this, Alex nudged Harry with his foot.

“Oh, haven’t you heard, the ministry says that since there’s no threat, even though VOLDEMORT is back, that we shouldn’t need to learn the practical portion. I think they’re afraid of a bunch of kids if you ask me”. Harry replied, with a smart voice, all the while staring Umbridge down.

“MR. POTTER, you will NOT say this again, is that understood? I will NOT have you continue to spread these lies about this school”! Umbridge roared. “That just bought you a weeks detention, on top of the one you owe me tonight”!

Harry looked dead into the older witches eyes, and added as much spite as he could to his voice, and roared. “FUCK YOU UMBRIDGE, YOU SORRY HALF-BREED CUNT”!

“What did you just say to me boy? What did you call me”? Umbridge hissed.

Harry caught Hermione shaking her head, and muttering ‘no’, while everyone else was looking at him with their eyes bugged out, and their jaws dropped. Well, that was everyone except, Alex, who was hiding a laugh the best he could.

“You heard me you filthy cunt”! Harry shouted. “I don’t take orders from you, and I never will. As far as I’m concerned, you can take your detentions, and shove them straight up you hairy, fat, arse, just as far as your toady, short, fat, little arms will send them. Now, that’s what I said to you, filthy, lying, toad-faced, bitch”!

It all seemed to happen fast after this point, as Umbridge narrowed her eyes at Harry, took a couple of steps forward, drew her little stubby wand, and pointed it at Harry’s head. “Cruci…”

“Stop Her”! Alex shouted at the same time, and the floorboards quickly shot up like grape vines, which wrapped themselves around Umbridge. Another two grabbed her wand, snapping it in front of her face, and another wrapped over her mouth, making a very good gag.

“Did you actually think that you could do that in front of me, woman? Then, have the nerve to try to cast the torture curse upon a student, in front of me, and many other witnesses? You have to be the biggest fuckin’ moron that I have ever had the displeasure of meeting”! Alex sneered.

“As an heir to both Godric Gryffindor, and Salazar Slytherin, I hereby terminate your employment here, Dolores Jane Umbridge, and ask this school to remove you, and any of your belongings, that are not dark in nature, to the outside of the front gates, post haste”! Alex finished, and dared a soul to say anything around him.

At once, everything started to happen in unison. The windows in the room flew open, the desk turned upside-down, and emptied itself, and it’s contents went into a trash can, all but one quill, which slowly drifted over to Alex for inspection. Form where they were standing, they could see her clothing and luggage flying out the window of her office and rooms. Finally, there were a bunch of plates, which looked like they had cats on them, though several didn’t handle the rough treatment too well, and snapped straight down the middle.

Next, the floorboards started to unwind, just as they tossed the witch up in the air, where they all heard a loud crack, as she was forcefully apparated out of the school, outside the gate, and into the mud, landing on her short, squat, and toady arse.

As soon as the floorboards settled to right, Alex continued. “Hogwarts, ward yourself against any ministry employee, or anyone else, who may have ill intent toward this school, one of its employees, or one of its students. Set the wards in the most hideous of ways, as per Salazar Slytherins work”.

At this, a green glow lit up the outside, and bulged outward like a large bubble. The green was interlaced with gold and silver static charges, arcing everywhere that one looked, completely enveloping the school and grounds, until finally, it settled, and the green died down to just an almost-invisible shimmer.

“What have you done, Alex”? Draco Malfoy asked, with worry. “They’ll be hell to pay over this, you know. Plus, whom all will the school remove, as some of the Professors may not now be trusted”.

Ron gave a big snort, “Yea, Professor Snape”!

“That’s enough everyone, I need to get to Dumbledore, and explain all that happened”! Harry exclaimed. “Alex, you come too, as he’ll probably want to see our memories of what happened. Plus, somebody find that bitches wand, or what’s left of it”.

No sooner than Harry had said this, Hermione walked up, and handed the broken wand to Harry. “Harry James Potter, I don’t know who put you up to this, but I have my ideas, and you should be ashamed of yourself”! The bushy-haired girl screeched out, sounding a lot like Molly Weasley.

“Hermione, I don’t have time for one of your caterwauling lectures right now, as we have much more important matters at hand”! Harry growled out. “Now, Alex, you need to get hold of you dad, and get him here. Plus, Ron, Malfoy, you come with us, the more the better”.

“What the…, why the hell are you asking Malfoy to come”? Ron yelled.

“Yea, Potter, why the hell do you want me”? Draco asked.

“Because he is a Slytherin, Ron, and he saw everything, too. That way, they can’t say it was just the Gryffindors trying to pull something off”. Harry explained.

Next, everyone looked on, as Alex cast his Patronus, and they saw a silver raccoon burst into life, and start scampering around. Alex quickly called it toward him, bent over, and started speaking to it, in Parseltongue. This, in turn, made everyone gawk and shiver, as only Harry could understand a word of it.

“Good thinking, Alex”. Harry remarked. “Now, nobody will be able to hear what happed when he gets the message”.

“You got it in one, chief”. Alex replied. “Now, let’s head to Dumbledore’s office, but I think we’ll most likely meet him coming here while on the way”.

At this, the four wizards started making their way out of the classroom, and were followed by one witch, as Hermione was going to chew them out, whether they wanted to hear it or not. She didn’t know, however, that Alex Mattingly was well versed in tongue-tying charms.

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Dolores Umbridge was not having a good day, at all. After she had picked herself up out of the mud, which just ruined her new pink skirt, and had gotten her bearings, she found that she was now outside the Hogwarts gates. Just as she approached, one of the winged boars, upon one of the gateposts, came to life, and spoke.

“Ye with malintent, do not enter. Ye have been warned”!

Umbridge scoffed at this. She was a Hogwarts Professor, no matter what that little Mattingly whelp said, and she would go damn well where she pleased! Let them try and stop her, as she still held her position as the Undersecretary of Magic, and only answered to Cornelius Fudge, himself. Why, how dare that pork-pig try to threaten her!

In one more step, Umbridge’s foot hit the wards, and she felt a sudden lurch in her belly, followed with a vile cramp. About a second later, her cooch enlarged to the size of a peck bucket, and her uterus fell through the large opening. If she hadn’t been wearing drawers, and had two hands to hold it in, she would have been in very bad trouble. The way it was now, she had to walk with her legs a straddle, both hands on her twat, and shuffle her feet all the way to Hogsmeade, in order to take a floo to St. Mungo’s. She also found out that her cooch did stink, too!

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