33. Day Thirty-Two (Umbridge and Harry french kiss) by @riddle.com
Day Thirty-Two (Umbridge and Harry french kiss) by @riddle.com
I woke up smiling. Today was my day. Ariana was nowhere to be seen but the letter lay untouched on the desk so I grabbed it and dashed for the common room. I levitated down the stairs and greedily ripped the envelope apart. A smile spread across my face as I overflew the content. "I 'ave liked yesterday," Emma giggled as she entered the kitchen behind me. "Especially you kissing the Dark Lord. It was so disgusting yet so fascinating. Like an accident, I just couldn't take my eyes off you." I scowled at her and turned to prepare breakfast. Knowing Emma wasn't a great fan of porridge, I prepared some with cinnamon which she despised. "I will not eat that," she said, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "I 'ave told you before, I do not like this. Actually I 'ate this." I giggled in response and gestured towards the fridge. "Help yourself," I told her. "There are plenty of alternatives." Ron smiled smugly as he entered, one arm around Hermione's waist. He was obviously pleased by the happenings the day before and tucked into his porridge. By the time all of them had eaten, Ariana had fetched the two added people. Cho Chang looked longingly at Harry, who was deeply in conversation with Ginny and didn't even notice her appearance. Lord Voldemort however looked shocked at the sight of his mother Merope Gaunt. "Who the hell would get her here?" he asked disgusted. His mother looked just as shocked at his appearance. "What happened to my pretty boy," she cried out. "I had an eye on you while you were in Hogwarts. Ghosts have a great connection but I would have never thought you to become a monster." "Perhaps it wouldn't have happened," he snapped furiously. "If I had some decent parents to grow up with." "Shh," Bellatrix soothed him as she lay her hand on his. "Calm down Tom. It wasn't her fault that she died with your birth." Everybody in the room shuddered at her calling him Tom. Even the Dark Lord himself shuddered though probably because of her touch. "Excuse me," I made myself heard. "Today's dare is by @riddle.com and for Umbridge and Harry to french kiss." I honestly couldn't tell who looked the most disgusted or repulsed by this but the room went awkwardly silent. "Excuse me but 'oo is Umbridge?" Emma asked curiously and frowned as the small toad-like woman got up. "Me," she said curtly and walked up to Harry who was about a head taller than her. "Let's get this over with." Harry nodded in agreement and bowed down so her lips could lock on his. They kissed for several Minutes before they parted hurriedly. Pansy was laughing loudly, obviously amused. "Well done," I exclaimed. "@riddle.com wants to greet you Umbridge, by saying: Take that Toadface." She went red in response, though I couldn't tell whether it was anger or embarassment.