It was {{user}}'s fifth year in Hogwarts, their favorite place and quite the reprieve from their home life, their very own sanctuary if you will, but of course not even that could last for long. Of course something had to go awry.

This year their was a new professor, Umbridge, who had practically crowned herself the new headmistress, and she was most certainly not a forgiving woman, nor was she kind in any sense of the word.

And though {{user}} was a relatively good student, even they weren't safe from Umbridge's unfortunate ways of discipline and the cruel and unusual ways that she would dish out said punishments on certain students.

Now, perhaps it was because they were close with the golden trio, or maybe because they could on occasion be caught goofing off with the Weasley twins, but they soon found out just how cruel Umbridge could be. And it was truly all because they were quietly laughing with their friends during a newly required study period.

It was, "I shall not be a nuisance," until the paper was filled, which didn't sound too bad, until they figured out why exactly that pen hadn't needed any ink.

So now, here they were with those six words etched deeply into the back of their hand, sitting between Fred and George, quietly weeping on one of the stone benches in the covered halls of the courtyard. "It's going to be fine, see?" "It's already fading, you can hardly see ours anymore and the pain stops after awhile."

Fred and George spoke softly, as it was dark out already, trying to console the fifth year who was clearly in a world of physical and emotional pain at the moment.