Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Harry Potter and the Dark Messanger ❯ Hell Hath No Fury ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter 10 Hell Hath No Fury

 

 

A/N I know the story changes, the format anyways. I was too lazy to do it before. But since I got some mail commenting on it I figured I better change it quick. If I was really energetic could go back and redo the whole thing but that's not my style.

 

 

Life slowly disintegrated for Harry. Devin was ignoring him, Monica was to, and with Monica her best friend Ginny. Hermione was ignoring him like before leaving Harry with Ron, except Cho was taking up a lot of his time. Harry had plenty of time for studying things he already knew. He was reading more and more, had actually finished the Necronomicon, Defense and Offense, Teach Yourself and Others, and Hogwarts, A History with many more. He had a hard time with Hogwarts, A History since he kept remembering Hermione reading it, always pulling out little facts that no one needed to know; now he knew those facts. Salazar Slytherin had left after a dispute with the others over Muggle Born witches and wizards never to return. Nothing on the Chamber of Secrets or on the secret tunnels or other interesting things Harry knew, had found out with his friends. “So now what boy? You have ended up alone, isn't this what you wanted? Of course, you failed in killing Voldemort but hey what could you do? Don't even know where he is. I bet the Malfoy boy knows…” The voice was back and this time had a good point. Harry set down the current book, A History of Merlin, and decided to find Malfoy, couldn't be that hard with the Marauder Map.

 

Draco was in the Slytherin Common Room, a place Harry couldn't go, normally. He didn't know if he could trust her, but the Twins did, and if he made it up as a prank she would probably love it. He got Hedwig and sent a letter to Blaise who was also in the Slytherin Common Room. He went to the Great hall Entrance to wait. Several minutes later Blaise showed up. “What do you want Harry?”

 

Harry motioned to her to follow him to an empty room. “I don't know what you're thinking Harry but it better not be what I am thinking.” Harry shook his head.

 

“I got a great idea for a prank but I need to be able to get into the Slytherin Common Room. I don't know the password and if the entrance opens with no one entering it would look strange. I have a way to make myself invisible and want to follow you into your Common Room so I could pull my prank on Malfoy.” She thought about it for a minute but agreed. “Ok I will be back in a few, you will know it is me when the door opens and no one enters.” He did as he said and was ready for what he planned.

 

Following Blaise closely he remembered the last time he was in the Slytherin Common Room with Ron, no Hermione since she had used a cat hair for her Polyjuice Potion, as Crabbe and Goyle. As the entrance opened he could feel the air change around him, it felt like it was thick with something, like a fog, but there was none. “Does it always feel like this?” He whispered to Blaise.

 

“Like what?” She whispered back letting him pass her. Harry went up the stairs to find Malfoy in his dorm room. Entering he saw Malfoy was alone, closing the door as quietly as possible Harry cast a silencing charm on the door so no one would hear Malfoy scream.

 

“So Malfoy are you ready?” Malfoy snapped his head up looking around the room, no one was there. “Foolish Slytherin, you may want to pray to whatever god you believe in.” This time Malfoy stood getting his wand out.

 

“Who are you? What are you talking about?” Harry cast a binding spell dropping Malfoy to the floor before removing his cloak. “Potter! When my Father…” Harry stands on Malfoy's chest wand inches away from his face.

 

“You'll what? Your Father? He is in jail Malfoy and soon you will be begging to join him.” Harry tapped Malfoy on the nose with his wand before picking up Malfoy's wand.

 

“You are so dead Potter! When I tell Snape they are going to expel you!” Harry tried not to laugh without any results.

 

“Are you kidding me Malfoy? Then I will be able to do what I want! They expel me I go out into the world to hunt down the one thing on this planet I truly hate. But first you are going to tell me Death Eater, where is your Lord?” Harry twirled both wands in his fingers waiting for a response. “I see, you aren't going to tell me. Well as long as I have your wand no one will be able to trace these next few spells back to me. Wonder what this one does.” Harry waves Malfoy's wand reciting an incantation he read in the Necronomicon. Malfoy started to shake making no noise before boils started popping out all over his body. “Hmmm, interesting. I wonder what this spell does.” Harry does another spell causing all the hair and nails on Malfoy's body to burst into flame. This time Malfoy did scream, for help. “Malfoy no one can hear you, I cast a silencing charm before I started this. Now, if you want this to stop tell me where Voldemort is.”

 

Two hours later Harry left the Slytherin Tower with no information. Malfoy was either very loyal to Voldemort or really had no idea where Voldemort was. He went back to the Gryffindor Tower ready to rest on thoughts towards finding Voldemort when he literally ran into Filch. “Whose there?” Filch started swinging his broom around trying to find the `thing' that had ran into him. Harry ducked it the first time but got hit the second time across the temple. “Ha there you are!” Filch grabbed Harry's cloak before Harry could cover himself back up with it. “You are coming with me!” Harry takes his Prefect badge out smiling.

 

“I am out on patrol, or do you want to deal with all the Weasly Twin jokes yourself?” Filch looks at the badge.

“Why are you using a cloak like this then?” He holds it in front of Harry between two fingers as though it was dirty.

 

“To catch them of course, they know I am a Prefect so if they don't know I'm there I can catch them in the act.” Harry grabs the cloak out of Filches hand.

 

“Fine then get out of my way.” Filch pushes Harry out of the way in a huff leaving a smiling, lying, Harry Potter to go back to the Gryffindor Tower.

 

 

 

The next morning Harry woke up after seeing the girl again. She reached out for him calling him by name, it was starting to drive Harry crazy. This girl says brother before, now cries out his name. Leaving the dorm room Harry waited for Dumbledore to tell him he was expelled. Instead he saw a very injured Malfoy, hair grown back and the boils removed, at breakfast looking like something Harry never thought he would see, broken. Harry was going to feel bad for Malfoy before realizing that Malfoy was a Death Eater, anything short of death itself was punishment for his ways. Malfoy begged him to stop; Harry came close to stopping once when he thought he had killed Malfoy. He may have wanted to hurt Malfoy but he wasn't a murderer, he wasn't going to kill a human, except for Voldemort which Harry doubted was human so wouldn't be going against his beliefs. Sitting down next to Ron he waited for someone to finish the Daily Prophet so he could read it. “Hey Mate, heard some rumors about you.” Did Malfoy tell someone? Harry told him not to, or at least go tell Snape so Harry could be expelled, free from Hogwarts rules.

 

“What are they saying about me now?” Ron stabbed a piece of bacon with a fork. “You were seen with a girl, I heard it was Blaise. People are saying you pulled her into a room for a snogging session. My brothers were not amused until they talked to her.” Harry didn't know what to say, snogging with Blaise?

 

“That isn't what I did. I had a prank to play on Malfoy and needed a Slytherin to let me into the Slytherin Tower. She was the only one I could ask since she would appreciate a good joke.” Harry went to his food waiting for Ron to finish stuffing his face.

 

“What you do?” Now Harry was in trouble, he had to think of something didn't he?

 

“Well it won't happen yet. When it does you'll see Brother.” It was the best he could think of.

 

“Alright.” Ron went back to his food leaving Harry to think about what to do. If nothing happened Ron would get suspicious, if Harry did do something else Malfoy might do something back. “Why is your scar hurting boy? Thinking to hard? It is always hurting now isn't it?” The voice was back, it was taunting him? Why would a voice taunt him?

 

“Ron I need to see Dumbledore, tell Professor McGonagall I'll be back as soon as possible when you get to class.” Harry stood up to go to Dumbledore's office to wait. His scar was hurting a lot now, should he tell Dumbledore about the voice? He might end up in St. Mungo if he tells Dumbledore about that.

 

Getting to the entrance of Dumbledore's office Harry saw the gargoyle guarding it. “Lemon Drop.” Nothing. “Botts Every Flavor Bean?” Nothing. “Chocolate Frog?” Bingo! The gargoyle left his post allowing Harry through. Walking into Dumbledore's office Harry sees Fawkes sleeping on his roost. “Hello Harry what do I attribute this meeting to?” Dumbledore was sitting in his chair. “My scar.”

 

“I see, would you like a Lemon Drop?” Harry shakes his head sitting down.

 

“My scar hurts all the time. It hurts more when I'm around other students but it is always there.” No need to mention the voice, it had been helpful for the most part, only being wrong once with Malfoy.

 

“I see Harry and you are wondering why. It could be anything from Voldemort being more powerful to you being more powerful. Your scar connects you to Voldemort and Voldemort to you; he may be trying to hurt you without ever touching you.” Harry had these same thoughts, but why did it hurt more around students? “The student's magic may amplify it or your scar could be trying to warn you. You do have friends here and enemies. I understand the young Malfoy and his friends aren't exactly happy with their parents going to Azkaban and blame you for this. Your scar may be picking up on their thoughts, their hate towards you.” Dumbledore had read his mind; again, Harry was sure of it. So he thought to himself `But that doesn't explain why it hurts more in the Gryffindor Common Room.' To see if Dumbledore really could read minds. “Harry, is there something else on your mind?” Yes there was, and Harry knew Dumbledore could read minds, he just knew it.

 

“My scar hurts more when I am in the Common Room, no Slytherin students, yet it hurts more.”

 

“You and Hermione had a fight your scar could be picking up on her emotions towards you. I heard it didn't end well between you two, a large fight in front of the other Gryffindor students from what I was told.” Dumbledore had no idea how bad it really was. “But I don't really believe it was how they say it was, you were covering something up Harry. Were either of you threatened by the Death Eaters?” Damn it damn it damn it! Dumbledore could read minds. Wait, damn it! Just keep thinking that and he won't know what else is going on in your mind.

 

“Uh no, it isn't anyone's business but our own. I just wanted to tell you my scar has been hurting to find out what you think it could be. I need to get to class.” Harry stood up leaving Dumbledore's office before he could say anything else, or read his mind again.

 

Harry got through the day with his scar going from dull pain to an annoyance to near crying when he and Ron had to duel causing Ron to hit him twice with wrong spells. Ron said he felt bad but Harry saw it in his face, Ron was happy he had hit Harry. He had done something only Voldemort had done. After Tonks cleaned up the blood and fixed his clothing Ron and Harry got to sit for the rest of the class. “So what did you talk to Dumbledore about?”

 

“Not saying.”

 

“Come on Mate you can trust me right?” Harry really didn't want to talk about even with his Brother. “Yes I can trust you but I don't want to talk about alright?”

 

“Fine.” Ron opened up his bag and started getting out a Quidditch book.

 

“Why don't you do your homework? You have at least ten minutes to get some done.” Ron looked up at Harry.

 

“Who do you think you are, Hermione?” Both Ron and Harry shut up after Hermione's name was mentioned. “Sorry.” Both say this to the other not looking at each other.

 

“We shouldn't be like this, she is still your friend Brother and I did break up with her. She didn't do anything wrong.”

 

“Heh, she did something great from what you told me and Cho.” Harry tightened his hand into a fist.

 

“Shut up about that.” Ron brought his hands up in surrender.

 

“Alright sorry. Just think it is strange, it wasn't supposed to happen like that.” Harry raised an eyebrow to this.

 

“Like what? You think we were going to break up anyways? Thanks.” Harry turned away from Ron.

 

“Not what I meant Mate, just that, well, never mind.” They waited for the class to end before heading to the Common Room until dinner.

 

Harry was done for the day, he now had no friends, no girlfriend, his God Father was mad at him, his voice taunted him, Harry's day was done. Laying down in bed he heard Ron toss and turn in bed. He heard the other snore or breath all asleep, away from the world for the few hours they were asleep. Harry wrapped a pillow around his head trying to relax his mind, tried to empty it out as his scar hurt more and more until it burned with a fury. He could hear Ron making strange noises in his sleep while the scar continued to hurt more and more. Harry put a hand over his scar feeling the burn move into his hand. “I need Dumbledore.” Harry started to stand up until the pain racked his body sending him to the floor. This pain was different, it wasn't physical, it wasn't magical, not even the Crucio Ginny had cast could hurt this much. “Dumbledore, Sirius, anyone.” Crack “Mr. Harry Potter Sir, you called?” Dobby had come! “Dobby, get Dumbledore for me, please.” Crack Dobby disappeared, the minutes it took for Dumbledore to arrive seemed like decades to Harry as the pain spread out. His shaking knocked things over waking the others up. “Harry what are you doing?” Neville goes over to Harry only to jump away as the pain from Harry jumps into Neville when they touched. “Damn it Harry what the fuck is wrong with you?” Devin turned over trying to ignore Harry and the commotion. Harry was breaking under the pain, he couldn't tell what was going on around him. He could hear more panicked yelling as his world ended in a wall of black.

 

Harry awoke in a similar room. “Madam Pomfrey?” She wasn't there, no one was. What did he expect? He had made everyone close to hum mad one way or another. He felt his forehead, the scar was still there but didn't hurt. It was light out, was he only out for a few hours? A few days? He felt his chin, no beard had started to grow so couldn't have been to long. Harry got up and went over to the window. Nothing was going on, it was almost peaceful, but he wanted to see people, he didn't want to be alone. “Hello!” He yelled out the window not even getting an echo for a reply. “Hedwig!” He would give it a try, he hadn't made her mad, yet. Seconds later a large white owl flew into the room through a different window. “Hey girl, I don't have any treats, just wanted to see you.” Harry held his arm out for Hedwig to jump on. Hedwig nipped his ear in appreciation, almost as though she was trying to whisper in his ear. “I know I haven't seen you much Hedwig. But I will have a letter for you to carry soon, just need to leave here when allowed.” He would just leave but last time he did that he panicked people. “Hedwig, go get Dumbledore, or Madam Pomfrey, or anyone, let them know I am up.” Harry stuck his arm out the window so Hedwig could take off.

 

Harry waited ten minutes before anyone came.

 

“So I see you are up Harry, are you feeling any better?” Dumbledore with Madam Pomfrey behind him entered the room.

 

“Yes, now. Did Dobby get you Dumbledore?” Dumbledore nodded.

 

“He said you seemed to be in a great bit of pain. Your friends said the same thing. What happened Harry?”

 

“I don't know. My scar started to hurt, I tried to make it go away, and it didn't.”

 

“Well it appears our earlier conversation was not finished. How many times has this happened Harry?”

 

“Never. I would have told you if it had. I trust you Dumbledore, you would help me no matter what it was, and even if there was nothing you could do you would try to help me.” Madam Pomfrey finished checking Harry over leaving Harry to Dumbledore.

 

“Harry did you see or hear anything when this happened?” Harry shook his head.

 

“Well who was near you? Who was sleeping? I believe your scar detects the feelings around you, about you, so if someone was having a nightmare about you it could cause this.”

 

“Ron was sleeping, so was Neville, I think Seamus was to and Dean. Devin was probably the only one who was awake.” Harry wasn't sure but maybe Dumbledore was on to something. “Or it could have been someone from the girl's dormitory, if someone who didn't like me had a dream about me it may not have been a nice one.” Hermione hated him; she was probably sleeping, so it could have been her.

 

“It could be the person you are thinking of Harry, how to tell we would need to watch you and them tonight.” Damn it Dumbledore was reading his mind again. “So boy what do you think? Comfortable with the old man watching you? He may not just read you mind when you are awake, your dreams would be invaded also. He might be able to tell you who that girl is you keep dreaming of though.”

 

“It's ok Dumbledore I don't need anyone to bother Hermione. She would get more mad at me if I did that to her.” Harry shrugged his shoulders rolling his head around cracking his neck. “Is it ok if I go back now? I sent Hedwig so I wouldn't panic anyone like last time.”

 

“If Poppy says it's ok you may leave Harry.” Dumbledore walked away while Harry waited for Madam Pomfrey.

 

“Before you leave Potter I was wondering something.” Harry didn't know what she was wondering and really didn't feel like knowing, he just wanted to leave. “Malfoy was here a couple days ago, had some very interesting injuries. He said he got the injuries during a duel when I know there were none. You and him have had problems in the past making me believe it was you. I do not like what I saw Potter, you are such a nice boy, but Malfoy's injuries were severe, some I had never seen before. If I ever see Malfoy in here again I will go to the Headmaster with what happened.” Madam Pomfrey was inches from Harry who was currently in pain from his scar. “Do you understand me Potter? I don't like to interfere with the students but what I saw was vicious and to know that another student did it is too much for me.”

 

“Yes.” Harry was thinking about lying but his scar hurt to much for him to think of anything. “Alright then you may go.” Harry got up leaving as fast as he could. The farther away from Madam Pomfrey he got the better his scar felt until there was no pain. “Why me? Why does everything have to happen to me?” He knew the answer, Voldemort. Harry went to Transfiguration catching the last ten minutes of class.

 

“Harry you need to get notes from one of the other students if you want to catch up on class. You will have an extra day to do the homework.” Professor McGonagall completed the class uninterrupted.

 

“Mate you feeling alright?” Ron was at least talking to him again.

 

“Yeah, kind of, I guess.” His scar was starting to throb again, Hermione was staring daggers at him, Harry tried to block it out.

 

“Well don't do that again alright? Had us all scared You-Know-Who had attacked you or something.”

 

“Oh yes Ron so sorry I was in intensive pain while you were sleeping, next time I'll make sure I am alone when my scar goes nuts.” Harry bit his tongue after he said that, he wanted to say it but shouldn't have. Ron was probably going to be mad at him again.

 

Ron packed his things up walking with Harry until he saw Cho. “Sorry Mate but I'm going to eat with her again alright?” Harry nodded letting Ron go enjoy himself.

 

Harry had missed his first class and most of Transfiguration and no one he could rely on for notes. Hermione was mad at him, Ron didn't take them, and the rest were either mad at him or using their notes to do the homework. “Ron what was the assignment on?” Ron pointed to the page he was reading. `Nails and Hair, Why They Can Be Changed and How.' “How long does it need to be?” Ron just stuck three fingers up. “Thanks…” Ron had gone back to not talking to him. The homework didn't seem too difficult; Harry could change his hair easily, but why and how? Harry went over his book and found the answers after over an hour of searching. If he had notes he could have been done by now which was annoying him immensely. If he had friends he could rely on for notes, like Hermione, he wouldn't have to worry. But no, they went out and it went to hell. He told her he didn't want to date her if it meant they would stop being friends if they broke up, didn't seem to matter. He had to be a man about this; he was more then fifteen and a half, just another year and a half until he became an adult. Harry stood walking over to Hermione who currently had her nose buried in a book, the book he got her for Christmas. “Hermione?”

 

“What?”

 

“Could we please talk?”

 

“You can talk, I can listen, if I talk back is up to me.” Harry sat down on the floor not wanting to sit next to Hermione on the couch.

 

“I am sorry for what happened. I am an idiot, what I did was wrong, I shouldn't have done it. I told you when we first started dating that I would rather be friends with you and not date then go out and break up. I don't want you mad at me, I don't deserve your forgiveness, I don't deserve your friendship, but I would like us to be friends again or find a way to make you stop hating me.” Harry felt the hand across his cheek when Hermione slapped him but it was physical pain and didn't affect him. He kept sitting their in front of her on the floor waiting to see what else she would do.

 

“Harry please go away, I don't want you near me alright? I don't hate you but I can't stand you, you disgust me, you are not what I thought you were. I can't believe I wanted to go with you to the Yule Ball last year, I should be glad Victor asked me even if I was obsessed with wanting to go with you. I will try to find someplace else for me and my family to stay over the summer so I won't have to deal with you or Sirius. I already talked to Dumbledore and he says if I really want to I can stay here but my family will have to stay somewhere else since they can't see Hogwarts being Muggles.” Harry did as she asked and left her alone going back to his dorm room.

 

Lying on his bed Harry couldn't help himself from crying. He had no friends; they all hated him, or didn't want to be around him, and this he couldn't blame on Voldemort. He wanted Hermione to hate him before not knowing how much it would hurt to lose her as a friend and girlfriend. Ron was mad at him to, something he wanted, and again he didn't think about it. He lost Ron before when he was in the hospital and this was far worse, Ron was so close to him but so far away. “Harry? Are you crying?” Harry didn't even look to see who it was.

 

“Yes.” Please don't be Ron, be anyone but him.

 

“It's okay. Just cry until you feel better.” It wasn't Ron; he would have made an immature insensitive comment.

 

“It's alright Devin I just needed to get it out of my system.” Devin frowned at Harry.

 

“Lucky. I wish I could do that sometimes.” Devin reached into his trunk and pulled out a silver sphere. “This is about as close to it as I can get.” Holding it in his palm the sphere started to rise then change as though it was a liquid.

 

“I saw you playing with that earlier what is it?” Devin moved the sphere around some more as waves of something hit Harry.

 

“I am not playing Harry; Dumbledore gave this to me to help me release my emotions without hurting anyone. It works pretty well even if it isn't enough to let me be normal.” Harry sat up wiping his eyes trying to get the tears out of them.

 

“Thanks Devin, don't tell anyone alright?” Devin just nodded controlling the sphere some more.

 

“Could you go now Harry? You are breaking my concentration.” Harry left the dorm room sitting on the steps outside the door since Hermione was probably still in the Common Room.

 

Later that evening Devin let Harry back in the dorm room when it was late enough for bed. A few minutes later the rest, including Ron, came in to go to sleep. Harry's back hurt from sitting on the stairs for so long and was having trouble sleeping. Harry heard Ron toss and turn trying to ignore him until a light started to come from Ron's bed. Harry sat up to see Ron talking into a mirror, the one he had been talking into before. Harry couldn't hear what they were saying but was annoyed enough to yell at Ron. “Turn that damn thing off, whoever you are talking to can wait!” Ron dropped the mirror which shattered on the floor. “Sorry Ron let me fix it.” Harry got his wand out and tried to repair the mirror. “Repairo.” Nothing. Ron picked up the pieces carefully and put them on a sheet.

 

“Don't worry Harry you can't fix it, I need to buy a new one, thanks.” He then picked the sheet up to dump the pieces in the garbage.

 

“I can pay for it, it's my fault.”

 

“No, I will pay for it; I don't need your charity.”

 

“It isn't charity Ron, I broke it, and I'll pay for it.”

 

Ron lay back down on his bed ignoring Harry. “Are you two done yet? Some of us are trying to sleep.”

 

“Shut up Devin!” Both Ron and Harry yell back at Devin waking the others up. “Sorry, it's nothing, just go back to sleep everyone.” Harry turned over trying to sleep as the others dropped off to sleep one by one.

 

Eventually falling asleep Harry did not want to wake up. He was so close to that girl in his dreams, he though he could feel her in his head still. He couldn't fake sick since Madam Pomfrey could cure just about anything, or say he missed the bus, or any other Muggle excuses. “Come on boy, just don't go. What can they do, give you detention?” Shaking his head Harry got up later then normal, missing his run, breakfast, and a chance to take a shower before class. Thankfully his hair did as he told it so he at least looked half decent for class; although he had to admit he probably should have stopped to at least wash his face in a bathroom on the way to Care of Magical Creatures. Hagrid made everyone get together around a new cage with what seemed to be pond scum on the bottom.

 

“Now you can see the Boogle on the bottom, they are really interstin' creatures. They don' got teeth to bite with but have a neat thing they do, anyone know?” Hermione raised her hand. “Alrigh' Ermione, how bout you come and show us what they do?” Hermione walked over and slowly put a hand towards the cage inserting a finger past the bars. The second Hermione touched the pond scum a loud bang was heard and a few yelped as the cage became bigger to accommodate the new `creature' in the cage. “Very good, 10 points to Gryffindor.”

 

“What happened? How did she get in there?” Harry was really worried as a Hermione sat in the cage while another one was getting up after being knocked down by the cage expanding.

 

“The Boogle becomes whatever touches it. The shock is usually more than enough to scare whatever was after it.”

 

“How long does it stay like that?” The Boogle/Hermione was walking around the cage with a blank look on its face.

 

“Not sure. The books on them are few since they are illegal to own. Thanks to the Headmaster I was able to get one from the Ministry. Great man that Dumbledore is.” The rest of the class just stared at the Boogle/Hermione waiting for it to change back.

 

“Why are they illegal?” Ron spoke up looking intently at the Boogle/Hermione.

 

“Well people used them to impersonate others when You-Know-Who was around so they could torture the real person. They were made illegal two years into the war by the Ministry. It didn't help much since Death Eaters were doing illegal things anyways.” Hermione reached out and touched the Boogle/Hermione in the cage which with a bang changed back into the pond scum looking thing in the bottom of a small cage. “Hey it worked.” Hermione walked back to the group of students letting Hagrid take over again.

 

Going back to the castle Hermione ran ahead of everyone else as it started to rain. Ron ignored Harry wrapping his left arm around his right arm that was still wrapped up to keep it dry. “Arry could you stay behind and help me?” Harry nodded and went with Hagrid into the cabin. “You having problems Arry? You don' seem to be yourself.” Hagrid set out a cup and poured tea into it.

 

“It's nothing Hagrid.”

 

“Then why are you having problems in class? I talked to Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick and both say you aren't doing as well. Your God Father…” Harry slammed his tea down on the table stopping Hagrid from saying anymore.

 

“I don't care what he has to say Hagrid, I am fine, I just have some things going on alright? I'm sure when you went to Hogwarts you had things outside of class that distracted you.”

 

“You know about my problems in Hogwarts Arry. You know I was expelled because You-Know-Who framed me. You have You-Know-Who after you now but as long as you are here you are safe. Dumbledore is a great man and You-Know-Who is afraid of him, don't let You-Know-Who distract you Arry, it will be what he wants.” Hagrid got a rag and cleaned up the spilled tea. “And your God Father worries about you Arry, you should write him soon to let him know you are alright.”

 

“Fine, can I go now?” Harry huffed and stood.

 

“Yes Arry, sorry for tryin to be helpful.”

 

“I appreciate it Hagrid it's just I don't want you worrying about me alright? I can take care of myself; I dueled against Voldemort and lived, it's everyone else I worry about.” Harry stood and left quickly running through the rain up to the castle. “Damn rain.” Harry got inside the castle running into another student.

 

“Damn it, what in the deep bowels of hellfire and brimstone is your problem?”

 

Harry knew who it was not by the voice but how they talked. “Sorry Devin, I was running trying to stay dry.”

 

“Why? Rain won't kill you, in fact water is needed to live, and it's the basic thing all living things need.” Devin brushed himself about to let Harry go. “You might want to watch out though if you are heading towards the Common Room, the women are doing something and threw the men out. Some Feminazi thing, what is it about Valentine's Day that make women act like that?” Harry shrugged his shoulders and decided to go to the Common Room anyways. His books were there and he did have homework to do. Walking through the castle Harry wondered what Devin meant by `Feminazi'. Getting to the Fat Lady he gave the password and entered a rally.

 

“They expect us to do something special when they do nothing for us! Oh they might give you chocolates, but where do they go? To your hips then they complain you got fat and leave you! We should protest the so called `Holiday of Love' as the anti-female holiday it is!” Hermione was standing on a table shouting to the other girls. “And there is one of them now!” Hermione pointed at Harry who was just about to get to the entrance of the boy's rooms. “He acts like he is so great yet he is just like them all, a pig! I loved him and what does he do? Breaks up with me because I showed him how much I loved him. He made a fool of me don't let him make a fool of you!” Harry ran upstairs before Hermione could use him anymore for her ranting. Getting into his room he sees Ron, Dean, and two girls.

 

“What are you doing up here?” Monica and Ginny looked up from the game of Wizard Chess.

 

“Getting away from that Feminazi rally Hermione is having.” Monica, like her brother, used that word again.

 

“What does that mean? I know who the Nazi's were, but Feminazi?”

 

“It's a Republican term for women who want to be more then the slaves of men. I use it because it fit's what Hermione is doing. I was just waiting for a mustache to grow and a Swastika to fall from behind her. Of course Hermione is going on about how evil February 14th is while the Republicans use it to make female Senators and business women look like Nazi's to the brainwashed followers.”

 

“Oh, why didn't you join the others?”

 

Ginny spoke up after making her move taking Ron's knight. “I really don't care. They are acting like women are exploited or something and that all men are like Malfoy. Can't let the nice guys out there show them wrong. Besides I have…”

 

“Damn it Ginny I don't want to hear it. I don't know who it is but you probably like them enough to get mad at me for beating them to a bloody pulp for even holding your hand. The Twins might not take mom's advice but I am your brother and will make sure you don't do anything stupid.” Ron made a move. “Check.” Ginny made a move as Harry joined Monica and Dean in watching the battle between siblings. After a heated match Ron came out the winner taking Ginny's queen with a rook. “So Harry, you want to play a game?”

 

“You feel like talking to me again?”

 

“Sorry Mate I was tired and mad about something.”

 

“Well I did make you break the mirror and should pay for it. I take responsibility for my actions.”

 

“Don't worry I don't need it anymore. I need to borrow Hedwig though to send a letter. I had to send some letters out and already have the other owls out.” Ron set the board up while the other three got seats to watch the new game.

 

“Go ahead Brother, my owl is your owl.” Harry made his first move in the game leading to his utter annihilation by Ron, again.

 

 

 

Two days before Valentine's Day Hermione had gotten word to the other houses about her planned protest of “Fake Love” day. So far it seemed her protest would be mostly girls without steady boyfriends with the few who did hiding out for the day. Harry knew this was his fault, everything was, and Hermione wouldn't be acting like this if he hadn't made her mad. Everyone knew they broke up, and now his ex was driving all the guys insane with her `Feminazi' rants. Ron was still talking to him since Cho wasn't on Hermione's side so he at least had his Brother to talk to. “Ron I need to stop Hermione, she is doing this because of me and now I am making everyone else's life suck.” Ron was scribbling away avoiding his Potions homework.

 

“Well talk her out of it.”

 

“It's not that easy Ron. I tried talking to her before and it didn't work.” Harry rubbed the cheek Hermione slapped, it was the last time she had touched him.

 

“Then try it again. You told me you took responsibilities for your actions, and this is a result of them, so take the responsibility.” Ron finished a sketch of him and Cho holding hand under a moon in the shape of a heart. “I'm going to meet Cho later; she took her OWLs last year and said she will help me with mine.”

 

“Hmmm, didn't know they had a making out class, how come I'm not in it?” Harry poked at Ron laughing at his joke. “Although I don't have anyone to study with anymore so the class wouldn't go so well for me would it?” Harry finished his Potions homework and set it away. “Damn it Ron you're right, I do take responsibility for my actions and I need to take of this.” Harry stood up leaving the dorm room.

 

In the Common Room were people working on homework, studying for OWLs and NEWTs, and several girls working on a banner for the protest. Hermione not being one of them Harry went over to Ginny who was studying with Monica quizzing Monica for OWLs. “You know where Hermione is?” Both pointed towards the entrance of the dorms. “Oh.” Harry walked over to the entrance, asked nicely if he could go up the girls' stairs, and entered. He thought of knocking on the door but entered so Hermione wouldn't have time to cast a spell locking him out. “Hermione?” A head with brown hair shot up from behind a bed.

 

“What are you doing Harry.” Hermione had her wand out before she could finish talking.

 

“I wanted to talk to you, alone, about what you've been doing.” Harry took his wand out and laid it on the floor so Hermione could see. “I don't want to hurt you or anything so please put your wand down.” Hermione didn't. “I know why you are doing this Hermione, you are still mad at me for protecting you.”

 

“What if I didn't want to be protected? You just made up your mind and decided my feelings weren't important anymore!” She kept her wand pointed at Harry.

 

“That's not all I did. I hurt you badly Hermione, you gave me something you can't give anyone else, and I mistook it as something else. Why you did it I don't know, but what I did I don't know why either. I kept thinking that you were with Harry Potter, Boy Who Lived, not Harry Potter, idiot who pisses his friends off and someone who was more than a friend.” Harry opened his arms in surrender.

 

“I did it because I loved you!” Hermione threw her wand at Harry instead of casting a spell. “I thought you loved me too but you didn't!” Hermione walked over stomping her feet for as much noise as possible slapping Harry several times. “I thought you loved me too…”

 

“I did love you Hermione. When Ron got back I thought everything would be perfect again. Ron was talking to me and you, he was trying to make things right, he even baked us cookies. I was in love with you Hermione, no, not was, I am in love with you. Why do you think I haven't gotten another girlfriend? I haven't even looked at another girl the way I do at you. But Voldemort is after me and anyone I love, putting you in danger.”

 

“You stay friends with Ron, why aren't you trying to protect him? Just because I am a girl doesn't mean I'm weak! I know more then Ron, I know spells to defend myself with, you don't need to defend me.” Hermione scrunched her face up trying not to cry.

 

“I do Hermione. It has nothing to do with you being a girl or weak or how much you know. If I could I would try to protect Dumbledore even though he doesn't need me to. I have to protect everyone I care about because me caring about them puts them in danger.”

 

“Don't you dare use that excuse with me Harry Potter! That will only get you so far in life until someone makes you take responsibility for your actions!” Hermione was inches away from Harry, her face turning red as she yelled at him. “You need to have a life, if you let Voldemort take away everything because you are afraid of him then he has won already hasn't he?”

 

“I'm not afraid of Voldemort I am afraid of what he can do to my friends. I have no family left because of him, he killed my parents, my aunt, uncle, and cousin, and now I only have Sirius left. What do you think will happen to Sirius if the Death Eaters ever get a hold of him?” Hermione pushed him hard onto the door.

 

“If they get Sirius Dumbledore will send the Order to get him. Do you think that Voldemort isn't going after Sirius right now? Even if you had a fight with him Voldemort would still be after him.” Hermione picked up her wand and Harry's wand. “Look Harry I don't hate you but I can't say I love you, anymore. Maybe we can become friends again but what you did to me was more evil then anything Voldemort has done to me. I expect him to try and hurt me but I trusted you to do everything not to hurt me. Yet right now Voldemort went after me once over the summer while you have hurt me at school, the `safest' place in England if not the world.” She throws Harry's wand to him. “Look I will stop my protest if you apologize to me right now for being the most insensitive boyfriend ever, for hurting me in a way no one could, if you take responsibility for what you did. You apologized to me before but I wasn't listening, now I am Harry.”

 

“Alright Hermione. I am sorry for what I did. I was more of an idiot than I had ever been. I was mean to you for no other reason then my own doubts, you deserved better, and I am sorry for it. I love you Hermione, I would never want to hurt you like that again, and I miss my friend. Please accept my apology, I take responsibility for my actions and towards you they were wrong.” Harry got it out in one breath hoping it would be good enough.

 

“Fine, accepted, and I apologize for smacking you.” Harry bowed his head and left the room quickly. He went back to his room where Ron was still working on a sketch.

 

“You alright Mate, the side of your face is red.” Harry nodded and lay down on his bed.

 

“It's nothing, don't worry about me.”

 

“But I do Mate no matter what you do I kind of have to worry about you, may not be the things you think I do, but I do.”

 

“Alright, I am going to take a nap, or just sleep until tomorrow, haven't decided which one yet.”

 

 

 

February 14th came with little commotion. Some of the girls still had the protest but after Hermione quit as the leader it dissolved. Almost everyone got Valentine Cards, some like Cho and Ginny got flowers, while others got chocolate and other sweets. Devin blushed after reading his card and put it away quickly. “Who sent you a card Devin?” Harry started to feel embarrassed when he got close to Devin getting hit with what Devin was feeling.

 

“None of your damn business Harry.” Harry had no mail, no letters, no cards, and felt left out at first before deciding it was better not to get any.

 

“Who sent you the flowers Ginny?” Harry tried to read the name on the card before Ginny squealed and put it away.

 

“Someone special who I love very much and hope they know it.” Ginny sniffed the flowers before blushing from the look Ron was giving her.

 

“Come on Ginny if you love the guy so much why don't you tell me who it is? I won't tell Harry I promise.” Ginny just shook her head hugged the flowers. “Fine…” Ron read his card and smiled sending a look over to Cho who was sniffing her flowers. “Well Mate at least you didn't get any hate mail from the `Lemisasi' group. Hell hath no fury like a bunch of teenage girls on some girl power thing.”