A/N: Hello, all! I am happy that today is the day before the movie, because I get to go to the premiere! Yay for me. I even got an outfit for it! Ahahaha. So here we go. This story is called 'Frustration', and it is the last of the 'F's. Aww.
DISCLAIMER: don't own. Also, I don't own the song I'm belting out right now ('Island in the Sun', Weezer)… haha this song is ironic cuz I'm writing about frustration. XP
Harry threw his homework across the room, trying not to roar in anger. He had written and rewritten his essay for Potions, and he had had enough. He didn't know anything about the properties of Ragwort!
"Harry, are you okay?" Ron said, coming up the stairs to the Dorms. "I came up to check on you…" Harry was sprawled out on his bed.
"I'm fine. Just finishing some homework." Ron nodded, and went back downstairs.
"Call us if you need anything!" He called up, 'us' was Hermione and Ron, Harry assumed. He sat up and surveyed the crumpled up piece of parchment and sighed heavily.
"I'll do this tomorrow," he said aloud. "It's due Friday anyway."
But he didn't do it the next day, or Wednesday, or any day. And when Harry and co walked into Potions Class that Friday, Harry spazed when he sat down.
"Harry, what's the matter?!" Hermione said, holding the frustrated Harry. Harry looked at her with rage in his eyes.
"Nothing! Everything is just perfect!" he yelled. Ron looked at Harry, afraid.
"You're mental, Harry."
"I'm not CRAZY!!" He frightened a few Hufflepuffs as they passed.
"Harry, what the bloody hell is the matter?!" Hermione said over Harry's ranting. He looked at her, then put his forehead on the table.
"I didn't do my Potions assignment, and now Snape is going to chew my ass."
Ron winced, and Hermione sniggered, assuring Ron that Harry was using a saying. Ron just nodded, still a little freaked. Snape glided over to their table, and said, "Essays, please." Ron and Hermione handed over the essays that they had worked on. Harry, however, stayed still.
"Mr. Potter, your essay please," Snape drawled.
"Sorry, sir," Harry said to the table. "I…forgot to do it."
"You procrastinated, didn't you?" Snape asked. Ron and Hermione nodded for him. Snape smirked. "I guess the Boy who Lived isn't what he looks like. He's not as cracked up as people want him to be." Harry lifted his head and scowled at Snape's back.
"I swear to Merlin, if I wasn't so depressed about getting a bad grade, I would hex him right now," he growled. Hermione patted him on the back.
"Well, I'll help you on our next assignment, okay?"
Ron nodded. "I'll attempt to help also." Harry nodded.
"Okay. Just, for now…leave me alone."
A/N: Poor Harry. You would think Ron would procrastinate, but nope, Harry is more anger prone (ahahaha). Well, that's it for the 'F's. Now onto the 'G's, with 'Gratification'.