Have a nice day.

Two days later, the headmistress was still somewhat muffled at Harry, making it obvious by avoiding his looks and putting him into non existence. Harry thought she was planning something; in the meantime several other teachers had approached him about his future but he remained tight-lipped and did not share. In fact, he wasn't sharing it with anyone. He found it only for him to know and stood his ground. When Harry also refused to share his future plan with his two best friends, Ron had chosen his temper and after one grandiose, hell of a shouting match in the middle of the Gryffindor common room, the redhead had stormed out and not talked to Harry since. Hermione on the other hand had watched the two on a small distance for her own turn. She had merely asked him some questions to quiet her worry and concerns as she gave a small nod; seemingly alright with the situation.

the next day, mere hours before the graduation ceremony started he'd found himself back at the headmistress office: "I have said it before and I will say it again. I am not sharing my plans. Isn't hearing I have them enough?"

"The reason of this rule is obvious Mr. Potter. You must tell otherwise you cannot leave the school grounds."

"Of course the rules are clear, I understand, but do you really think I am up to no good? Of all the students, should you really be suspicious of me? After I defeated the dark lord, am I really thought of to be the next one? I have no desire to do so as I'm still not willing to share."

"No Mr. Potter, no one would expect any of such from you in particular but, the school cannot exclude you of a set rule for who you are."

"I have been excluded of many rules and things just for who I am, many have done with and to me things just for who I am. In this case, I think I owe to be excluded and if not; what action can you take? Lock me up? Use Veritaserum?" Harry shook his head, having trouble to keep his anger in check which was already showing by the cracklings of magic making objects around shake on their place: "Don't even answer that. You can't force me."

"Your suggestions would not be legal Mr. Potter." The headmistress answered, folding her hands together and gave him a stern look: "Do not doubt my reign over this school, it would be for your own good to abide the rules."

Harry pushed his chair back as he stood: "My own good would be people not sticking into my business," He swirled around and walked out, stopping just over the threshold of the door: "This meddling is over. Have a nice morning and I'll see you at the graduation ceremony," He bowed: "Headmistress."