Chapter 197: Sweet Knife (1/2)

”She what?” Chris almost shouted.

”Chris, relax,” Cedric said calmly. ”It's nothing. I told you, I'm already in my seventh year. It really doesn't matter.”

”Cedric, she blackmailed you to quit your Quidditch captaincy, that's — that's —”

”Evil,” Harry supplied clenching his fist.

”Exactly,” Chris snarled. ”And don't tell me it doesn't matter, because if the Quidditch team didn't matter then you wouldn't have left the team.”

”But Chris, D.A. is more important than Quidditch, remember?” Cedric sighed. ”I just can't sell you out or the other D.A. members, just to remain the Captain.”

”Yeah but —” Harry began but Cedric held his hand up and stopped him.

”I'm fine, really.”

”And you are also awfully calm about this,” grumbled Chris.

”Yup, I have to if I want to be in the Order of the Phoenix,” Cedric smiled.

”You are going to join after school?” Harry asked.

”Yeah, Dad is working for the Order but he is not in it but I want in. I really want to make a difference in our world and considering the circumstances, I don't think being a Ministry employee will make the cut for that.”

Cedric grinned but Chris shrugged.

”I'm still going to talk that evil, twisted b*tch. She has crossed the line.” she declared.

”Don't,” Harry warned. ”If Gryffindor team doesn't get the permission Angelina will lose it.”

”Oh, she will give permission to Gryffindor team,” Chris smirked. ”Just because I'm keeping my head down, doesn't mean I can't fight back if I want.”

So when Angelina came with a sad face that evening and said that Umbridge wants to think a little bit before giving their Gryffindor team permission, Chris marched straight into her office.

”Come in,” Umbridge said sweetly when Chris knocked.

Chris pushed open the door and entered. Seeing her Umbridge looked startled, shocked and a little uneasy which gave Chris a savage satisfaction. But soon Umbridge covered her all expressions beneath her fake honeyed smile.

”Hem, hem. Anything you need Miss Norton?” She asked.

”Oh yes, Professor Umbridge,” Chris glanced around and noticed the portrait which informed the Ministry last time. There was a small wizard, who was wearing glasses and was looking very interested in Chris and their conversation.

”Well?” Umbridge rushed into business.