It wasnât her fault. It really wasnât. So what if the new âHigh Inquisitorâ or whatever she called herself was now running things? Who cares if she had all these rules? Not Anna, that was certain. The redhead was part of Dumbledoreâs Army- one rule broken. She hardly ever was in her dorm t the proper time- two. She was late to 2 of her classes almost constantly (but that wasnât anything new) three. She also spent way too much time not studying for her O.W.Ls....which wasnât breaking a rule...it was just not preparing. She was sure failing her O.W.Ls was a rule breaker somewhere. But that didnât matter.Â
The biggest rule Anna kept breaking was that of no dueling in the hallways. It wasnât her fault! It was those stupid Slytherins that were in that stupid witchesâ club. It infuriated her that they just barely had to suck up and they got all these special privileges. It was especially irritating that they could pick on first and second years for going to class- basically no reason- and get away with it.
So, she spent a lot of time getting to know Professor  Unbridge in the various detentions she had to spend there. She was rounding the corner to her favorite teachersâ office right at that moment, and knocked on the door.Â
âProfessor Umbridge? Itâs Anna. Anna Arendelle? Here to serve detention, but, uh, you probably got that.â Annaâs hand twitched involuntarily, hoping she wouldnât have to do lines.