Snape spats,"Answer me, girl." Then I heard a knock on Snape's office door and then Snape beckons them into his office. In my utter disgust enters none other than Professor Umbridge. I continue sitting in the chair listening to Snape and Umbridge,the two I hate the most, talking to each until I suddenly fall asleep and started dreaming. It was the same dream I had few days ago in my father, Sirius' house at Grimmuld Place, but this time in the dream Voldemort had been angry as he turned to kill me with his wand.

I began to stir from the dream looking pale and weak still sitting on the chair when I heard Snape call out my name. Umbridge had gone from the Snape's office by then.

I was then forced by Professor Snape to during his the long three hours he made sit there in his office as he made me scrub the entire potions lab without magic. Snape watched behind his desk muttering dark remarks and twirling his wand in his hands as the remarks were about my horrid potion making, my father, Sirius Black, and me. By the time I had was done with the scrubbing the potions after three hours I had smelled like something had crawled up on me and died.

I went back to my dormitory muttering as Snape glared at me. I trudged back to my dormitory and fel my asleep on my bed started dreaming knowing no more. I was dreaming that my father wasw being tortured again, but more servely than ever.