Capítulo 42: XLII
Cassiopeia tilted her head to the side, staring into the new educational decree.
'Any student found in possession of the magazine The Quibbler will be expelled.', it read.
Merlin, this was getting more and more ridiculous by the minute.
"A magazine," she sighed out. "She's now afraid of a magazine?"
She had read it right in the morning before the 26th Decree had been nailed to the wall. But she could see why this was dangerous. While everyone was whispering about it, a small group of herself and other Slytherins had stayed in silence for the whole day. In his listing of Death Eaters, Potter had named Lucius and at least one member of the Goyle, Crabbe, Rosier and Nott families – in Eleanor's family, more than a single person.
The boys were furious with Potter's revelations – which were what they were. He wasn't lying at all -, but Cassiopeia and Eleanor were probably the only ones trying to process things rationally.
The blonde girl kept her head up, anyway. It wasn't like anyone could come to her asking questions, anyway, and the whispers around her and the Slytherins had to stop, eventually.
Umbridge next move was to remove Trelawney from her position, and the headmaster quickly replaced her with the Centaur Firenze – who displeased her even more than the first professor, honestly. His classes were certainly a lot more interesting than Trelawney's.
With all that happening, Potter was now teaching the D.A. group how to conjure a Patronus, and while everyone else was doing very well – George's Patronus was something canine-like, in the other hand, she was having a hard time producing one.
To produce a Patronus, the wizard or witch needed to conjure the best of their memories. The thing is, she couldn't bring herself to do so. All the stress in her mind and the things happening both to herself and her family were taking too much space and Cassiopeia couldn't remember a single moment that was happy enough to make it work.
It was one of D.A. nights and the blond girl was leaving when Draco showed up out of nowhere, seeming very excited over something and seeing her before she could produce a decent lie to tell him.
"Hey," her brother stopped in the middle of the common room. "Going somewhere?"
Cassiopeia took a second to answer. If she said yes, he'd be all over her in mere seconds to know where she'd go in such a time.
"No," the girl decided to lie. "Are you?"
Her brother frowned for a short moment but opened a grin.-
"We're gonna bust Potter and his friends," he sounded proud. "Wanna come along?"
She felt her heart racing and crossed her arms as if to hide its beating against her chest wall.
"I think I'm good here," Cass faked a grin. "I'll just study a bit more and go to bed."
He walked to his sister, kissed her on the cheek, and left.
Cassiopeia almost ran back to her dorm, trying to look calm when coming in, and searched around for a quill, taking her diary. She wrote down an emergency message to George, warning him about Umbridge, although she knew it wasn't enough.
"Cassiopeia?" she heard and turned her head to see that Eleanor had opened the curtains around her bed. "What are you doing over there?"
The teen froze, feeling her hands cold.
"I forgot one of my books in the library," she put herself on her feet. "I need it to study Potions. I'm gonna get it back."
Her friend stared at her sleepy, squinting in confusion.
"This late?"
"It's really important," Cassiopeia lied. "It has my notes on it, I'll be back soon."
She left quickly, still able to hear someone comment on how she was 'such a nerd', but she didn't care enough to answer. The girl ran to the seventh-floor as fast as she could, but everyone was already running when she got there, so she used her presence as a distraction and pointed empty corridors so the others could hide and leave. She looked for George, but he was nowhere to be found, and when Cassiopeia was ready to leave, someone calling her name made her stop.
Draco.
"Hey!"
He was holding Potter by his elbow, and no other than Umbridge was right behind him.
"What are you doing here?"
Potter's eyes dug into her, and Umbridge's gaze was heavy enough it was weighing on the older Malfoy's damn shoulders.
"Chasing Gryffindors around for not following the rules?" she tried to sound amused. "Sounds very fun."
Her brother's grin grew larger, and the dark-haired boy's eyes didn't move from her.
"Where are you taking Potter?" Cassiopeia questioned.
"The headmaster's office."
She nodded slowly.
"I'm guessing we got some big things against him and his friends."
Her brother grimaced for a moment and Cassiopeia tried not to visibly relax, knowing him well enough to predict the answer.
"Potter here will help us with that part," he decided. "Don't worry. Wanna come along?"
Cassiopeia opened a grin.
"Can I?" she questioned, then turned to Umbridge with her best hopeful eyes. "Ma'am?"
The woman only smiled.
"Of course, my darling. Come on."
The blue-eyed girl followed the trio silently and exchanged a look with Dumbledore when her brother shoved Potter inside the room.
"You two can go," he pointed at the siblings. "Thank you, Miss and Mister Malfoy."
Cassiopeia gave Potter another short look and took her brother's arm in hers.
"Come on, Draco."
"But..." he tried to protest.
"Come on," she interrupted him. "We don't beat dead dogs."
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