Hollow
Chapter 04: Shattering the Truth
Harry woke up at the smell of breakfast on his table. Dobby truly did wonders. Harry got up and ate his breakfast. Careful to think of his situation. Skipping breakfast and lunch in the Great Hall wouldn't be much of a problem. Dinner was another story. He would have to appear, for appearance sake. Otherwise people would wonder where he was disappearing to, and it would lead to his sanctuary being discovered.
Harry knew from experience not many hiding places remain hidden for long, especially when others had an eye on them. In this case, he had a lot of eyes on him and he was already having trouble avoiding them. It was only thanks to his invisibility cloak and the Marauder's Map that he was able to avoid all the eyes that were on him. So he needed to appear in common areas to avoid unwanted questions. Hermione wouldn't realize that he no longer considered her as a friend. So no doubt she would attempt to be nosy and attempt to get information on what he was doing. No doubt to try to play a conscience in what is what is right and what was wrong. Harry began to realize how much he hated that about Hermione.
Harry got up and pulled out several blank books Remus got and immediately began to sort out all the information he gathered over the years.
He decided to put in all the information he had first about Defense Against the Dark Arts. The bell rang signaling the start of classes.
Harry gets up and swings his bag over his shoulder.
He rush downwards towards Herbology and was lucky as he was the last to arrive. Professor Sprout gave him a sour look but said nothing.
Harry was so use to working alone he didn't even bother to find a partner. So it didn't bother him when Hermione and Ron got different partners. Neville was the only person who was more skilled and talented than Hermione in Herbology. Something that seemed to frustrate her to no end. Ron, was talentless so he struggle to get a decent grade.
Harry pick the pods off and he heard Professor Sprout criticizing Ron for yanking the plant out and tearing the leaf that held the pods in half. Ron got a Zero for his behavior which left him in a foul mood.
Harry turn in his pods which Professor Sprout gave him full marks which meant an Outstanding. Over all, he felt he was off to a good start.
The bell rang and Harry made his way to Transfiguration.
Professor Minerva McGonagall was a wise yet strict teacher. Only Professor Snape was stricter than she was. The only difference between Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall was that Professor McGonagall was fair while Snape showed favoritism towards his own house.
Professor McGonagall again spoke about the importance of their OWLs, and how she expected all of them to do their very best or they would spend their time in detention. She also explain the magic they were going to be studying over the course of the year would very difficult and very dangerous. Harry paid attention, knowing that transfiguration was going to be come useful.
Two hours later, Harry was the only one who was able to completely vanish his snails. Hermione was the second closest, as she was able to make her snail turn a bit pale. Seamus somehow manage to blow up his snail earning him detention.
Harry walks towards lunch and immediately grabs a bit to eat. Not wanting to stay and deal with the students who were watching his every move, he quickly eats little and grabs his things before walking out the door.
"Alright there scarhead?" came the classic insult, curiosity of Draco Malfoy.
Harry said nothing but keeps walking. Such insults were beneath him now. He had more pressing matters to think of and didn't need to waste his time to school yard bullies.
Draco however clearly didn't like the idea of being ignore and fired a hurling hex at Harry. Harry's senses went off like a warning bell, telling him of the incoming hex. He didn't need Malfoy to scream it out to know it was directed at him.
For Malfoy, what he saw captivate his eyes in disbelief. He saw not only did Potter dodge the hex without even looking at it, but he responded by the attack by launching three spells in return at once. Malfoy was blasted of his feet and crash into the wall, biting his lower lip to prevent himself from screaming.
Crabbe and Goyle drew their wands and tried to attack, but Harry was quicker and two bone crushing hexes caused the two waste of spaces to fall down, Crabbe holding his now broken arm while Goyle was holding his broken leg.
"Potter!" Came the roar of Professor Snape.
Harry turns to look at Professor Snape only to feel something like a knife enter him. He quickly looks back and could see Malfoy had pointed his wand at him and had cast a severing cutter curse. Harry could feel blood dripping down his robes and chest as he took a step back to try to collect himself.
"Dueling in the corridors! Twenty Points from Gryffindor." Snape started to scream. Harry tuned him and walked away, using the corridor wall for leverage as blood began to drip on the floor. He was also having a hard time breathing. Malfoy's curse it seemed, may have caused some blood to clog up his lungs. Or worse, Malfoy's curse was strong enough to cut his lungs. He wasn't sure which was worse but he ignores Snape as he walks down the corridor.
Snape stops realizing that Harry wasn't rising to him or going to argue back. What was worse, he had to watch as Harry stumbles away leaning on the wall. Leaving a trail of blood with each step. It was almost as if he could Lily's eyes look at him with disappointment. Even worse, as if she was cursing him and blaming him for what her son was going through. That it was fault that her son was going to die. It was the worse feeling he ever felt since he saw Lily's body the night she died. He quickly mask his feeling and turns towards his godson and the two idiots that like to follow his godson.
Harry leans against the wall and could feel more blood coming out of him. His first thought was to go to Madam Pomfrey and get check out. However, he quickly dismiss that thought as he realized this would mostly like be the first injuries to come. If that was the case, then he would have to learn how to heal injuries himself, including injuries caused by magic, or worse… by dark magic.
Harry quickly heads to the second floor bathroom and closes the door before removing his robes as he quickly looks in the mirror to see his wound. After clearing all the blood it was clear the wound was deep and could have been infecting his lungs meaning he would have difficulty breathing. Thirty minutes later, he manage to heal his wound better than he expected, but he still wrapped some bandages on his chest to ensure that he wouldn't start bleeding again.
Daphne Greengrass was a Slytherin through and through. She was ambitious, intelligent and was very cunning. She knew how to manipulate her schoolmates to do what she wanted and had the knowledge and skills to make threats and blackmail others to set her own place in the Slytherin House. Its why the House of Slytherin and the Students of Hogwarts called her the Ice Queen. She was well known for not only having a very cold personality but was known to make any male student who attempted to make a move on her, wish they hadn't.
It started in her third year when she started to develop and look very attractive to a lot of male suitors. Daphne however knew at once what they wanted and started freezing their family jewels to bits leaving them running to Madam Pomfrey. All the attempts to woo her ended when a fifth year boy tried to force himself on her. She not only freeze his bits, but she gave him a strong kick that shattered his family jewel to pieces. He was sent to Saint Mungo's to regrow his family jewel. When Professor Snape found out what had happen, the fifth year was expelled and Professor Snape for the first time look livid at what had transpire.
It was a sight not one Slytherin every would forget when Professor Snape not only warn them that he would not tolerate any student attempting to rape another, but he would see to it no matter who they were they would be sent to Azkaban for the rest of their life. That was enough to scar them for life.
Daphne Greengras walks into the Defense Against the Dark Arts room and notices that Harry Potter was already inside in the very back, reading a book with mild interest. Daphne look at the cover and realized that the book was Defensive Magical Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard. Their fifth year defense book.
This only caused Daphne to appear puzzled as when she read the book, she could barely keep her concentration together after getting to the middle of the first page. The book was even worse than listening to Professor Binns. It was then it hit her, Potter wasn't reading the real Defensive Magical Theory, but rather another book he had charmed to look like Defensive Magical Theory.
Daphne felt stupid for not thinking of the same thing. But she didn't know the charm to do that. She knew it was a N.E.W.T. level spell and to learn it would mean going to the library in the restriction section, and for that, she needed a teacher's permission. This only caused her to wonder how Potter had manage to learn the spell. She knew it wasn't a mimic spell or a copy spell as they could be detected or even dispelled by touching them.
She had to remind herself that Harry was the last known member of the House of Peverell, one of the oldest Ancient and Noble houses as well as the richest. Was it possible that his family had the books that contain the spell and he merely learn it through his family library. The Peverell Mansion was well known to have the best wards next to Hogwarts and was an unplottable location with only members of the Peverell family able to live there.
Daphne remember reading stories of the myth's of the Peverell's. All she knew was, the Peverell's were the richest family in Europe and one of the top ten richest magical family in the world.
That was why she was puzzled when she first saw Harry Potter who was dress not as the heir to a noble family, but as a pauper. He was dress as bad as Weasley was. At first she thought it was because he was trying to be nice to Weasley, however in her third year, she knew he wasn't being nice, he didn't know about his own resources. So he dress like a pauper to try and preserve his own money.
Now she looked at him, and it was clear he either found out or he decided to use his money as he wished. Dress in some of the best robes in all of Europe, robes that were clearly expensive and not easily put together.
Daphne Greengrass was more curious to know why he had distance himself from Weasley and Granger. The Golden Trio it look like was no more. Hermione spent her time with Lavender Brown and Paravati Patil. Ron was now with Seamus Finnigan and Dean Thomas. As for Harry, he was alone. He didn't talk to other students or socialize anymore.
She heard about what happen to Draco Malfoy after he attempted to ambush Potter. Malfoy was putting on a brave face, but everyone could see him limping when he walk down the corridors. Crabbe and Goyle were in no better shape. Both were in the Healer Corridor under the care of Madam Pomfrey to regrow their now broken bones. Unlike Harry whose bones had been vanish in his second year by Lockhart, their bones had been completely shattered beyond repair. Madam Pomfrey had to remove the bones from inside of them not by her wand, but by the potions. To successfully remove all the shatter bone fragments it would take two days before she could attempt to regrow their bones.
Daphne shakes her head and sits down next to her best friend Tracy Davis. Who was also staring at Harry Potter and frowning.
Daphne nudges her causing her friend to stop staring and looks ahead of the class. Everyone was filling in and Professor Umbridge came out of her office and sits behind her desk. Daphne could still remember hearing the warning she got from her mother and father to not do anything to get the attention of Dolores Umbridge. They warned her and her sister Astoria to keep their heads down and stay out of trouble.
The bell rang signally the start of class.
"Good afternoon children." Professor Umbridge said as she looks at everyone across the classroom.
Only a couple of people mutter 'Good Afternoon' back. This caused Professor Umbridge to smile very wide.
"Tut, tut. That won't do. Now, when I say 'Good Afternoon Children' I expect to hear 'Good Afternoon Professor Umbridge.' Now let's try again. Good afternoon children."
"Good afternoon Professor Umbridge." The class said in one voice. Daphne and Tracy both mouth the words but didn't say anything. Out of the corner of her eye, Daphne saw Harry didn't even attempt to say anything and looked like he wasn't surprise by what was happening.
"There now," Professor Umbridge said in a sweet tone of voice. "That wasn't so difficult was it?" The question was left mute as she smiled and looked at everyone, almost as if she was begging one to say something against it. "Now then, wands away, take your quills and parchments out."
A gloomy look was felt inside the classroom as the words 'Wands away' sank in. Daphne didn't like the feeling of putting her wand away and instead of putting her wand in her bag, she puts it in her pocket so she could grab it the moment she needed to. Daphne turns around to see everyone had gloomy expressions on their faces. She sees Harry didn't even make a motion to put away his wand. In fact, his wand wasn't even out in the first place. It was clear that he knew what the lessons were going to be like. It seemed he only came for the attendance.
Daphne narrowed her eyes and tried to get a read on Harry but he kept his face expressionless and blank.
Professor Umbridge pulls out her wand and cast a spell, she mutters the words so no one could hear her. Daphne couldn't help but narrow her eyes. Clearly Professor Umbridge couldn't cast nonverbal.
"I want you all to write these down three time on your parchments, so they can have maximum impact in your potential." Professor Umbridge said as words appeared on the blackboard.
Daphne couldn't help but feel dull as she wrote down the three course aims.
"Now then, has everyone got a copy of Defensive Magical Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard?" Professor Umbridge said in her sweet voice. Daphne tried to close her eyes and ignore Umbridge's voice as it was making her have the urge to vomit.
"Tut, tut, that will not do. When I ask a question, I expected to hear either 'No Professor Umbridge' or 'Yes Professor Umbridge'. Now, one more time. Has everyone have a copy of Defensive Magical Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard?" Umbridge said again in her sweet voice.
"Yes Professor Umbridge." The class chanted.
"Good, now I would like you all to turn to page five and read 'Chapter One: Basics for Beginners.' There will be no need to talk."
Daphne for the life of her, could not ever remember a time she was so bored. In Professor Binns History of Magic she could get away with reading other books and doing anything as long as it didn't disrupt the class. However it was different as Daphne could feel Professor Umbridge's eyes moving around the room like a hawk.
Without moving her head, she could see Harry was reading his charmed book of Defensive Magical Theory and was reading it very thoroughly, in fact he had the book position so Professor Umbridge could see he was reading, but couldn't see his expression or sharp eyes on the pages. Daphne could also see Harry was doing some mock movements underneath his desk so Professor Umbridge couldn't see. Harry also appeared to be muttering, but he was doing it so carefully that Daphne could barely see his lips move.
Daphne sighs and turns back to her own book, wondering if she should take a page out of Potter's book and charm her books as well. Or even try to get him to charm them for her.
Something caught Daphne's eye and she looks up to see Hermione Granger hand was in the air and her book was unopened. Never before, in Daphne's memory had she seen Hermione Granger, the know-it-all refuse to open a book that was place under her nose.
Nudging Tracy she moves her eyes towards Granger and Tracy looks at her with a silent question. A question Daphne couldn't answer.
It was clear Professor Umbridge knew Hermione's hand was up but was choosing to ignore her.
It soon became clear that more students were starting to become aware of what was going on and chose to instead watch Granger instead of reading chapter one. After nearly thirty minutes of Hermione just sitting there with her hand in the air, almost all eyes were on her, expect for Harry Potter who was now… doodling?
It soon became clear to Umbridge she could no longer ignore the situation and had to address and hopefully end it as soon as possible.
"Yes dear, did you have a question about the chapter?" Professor Umbridge asks in a false sweet tone of voice.
"Not about the chapter, no." Granger said.
"Well, everyone is reading now," Professor Umbridge said that clearly told everyone there was no room for argument.
"I have a query about your course aims." Granger said in one breathe.
Professor Umbridge stops and looks at Granger with a raise eyebrow.
"And your name is?"
"Hermione Granger."
Umbridge face had a look of disgust as soon as Hermione said her name. Clearly she didn't like a muggle-born student talking. Daphne wondered if she was a Pro-Blood.
"Well Granger, I think the course aims are perfectly clear if you read them through carefully." Umrbidge said in a sweet voice but her eyes had the look of a predator.
"Well I don't. There is nothing written up there about using defensive spells."
Daphne wasn't someone who liked Granger, hell she was barely able to tolerate her during classes. So it came to a surprise to her when she felt herself gritting her teeth and wishing the bushy head know-it-all would shut her mouth before she digs herself a deeper grave.
"Using defensive spells." Professor Umbridge said in a small but fake laugh. "Why I can't imagine any situation arising in my classroom that would require you to use magic Miss Granger. You surely don't believe to be attack during class?"
"We're not going to use magic?" Weasley in a loud voice.
Daphne could feel her eyes roll and wasn't surprise to hear Weasley speak out. He had a habit of saying things he shouldn't. The things he did say, would land him in trouble. It was clear, Weasley was going to start trouble again.
"Students will raise their hands when they wish to speak in my class. Understand Mr…"
"Ron Weasley. Percy's my favorite older brother." Ron said as he stood up right. Professor Umbridge looked at Weasley for a moment before nodding her head towards him.
"Mr. Weasley, the reason for this course of attention is because of the actions my Predecessor did last year. The Ministry of Magic has reviewed what he has done last year and we want things to go slower for you all. You see it has come to the Minister's understanding that he not only showed you illegal curses before you were in the proper year to see them, he actually preformed them on you." She said. "Now, I know this may be a bit slow, but I will tell you all this. Those that do well and prove to be very good at defensive theory will be taught spells by a private minister tutor who will coming in October. My first goal in this class is to evaluate everyone's knowledge. Disrupting my class, does not put you in favor." Professor Umbridge said as Ron sits down trying not to scream back like he was use to doing.
Granger once again raised her hand and Umbridge look like she did not want to deal with it.
"Yes Granger, you want to ask something else?"
"Yes, in our O.W.L.s exams do we practical exams to show we can perform the spells and counter spells?"
"If you do well, I see why you shouldn't succeed." Umbridge said.
Daphne frowned, it was clear that despite lacking in magical power, Umbridge was a talented politician. She gave them a indirect answer and never a straight answer.
"Are you saying you're not going to teach us any defensive magic at all?" Lavender Brown said in shocked.
"You will have no trouble if you studied the theory hard enough –"
"What good is theory going to be in the real world?" Finnigan said in a loud tone of voice.
Professor Umbridge turns to look at him with a sour expression on her face.
"This is school, not the real world." Umbridge said softly.
"So you're not going to prepare us for the real world?" Finnigan shouted back as he stood up.
Daphne shook her head knowing the Irish Gryffindor had a very short temper. He was doing himself no good. Something he should have learned from his potion classes with Professor Snape but it was clear he had a very small brain for thinking and learning.
"There is nothing out there, who do you imagine want to attack children like yourselves?" inquired Professor Umbridge in her false sweet voice but the sweetness was dying away. It was clear Umbridge was getting angry and frustrated at the current situation.
Silence enter the classroom.
"The Death Eaters from the Quidditch World Cup would." Granger said in a soft tone of voice.
Never before has Daphne wanted to crawl into a hole and hide. The situation was getting well out of hand, and almost every Gryffindor in the classroom was making the situation worse. The only Gryffindor who wasn't saying or participating in the conversation was Harry Potter. He was actually writing something on a spar parchment that looked very strange. It wasn't Arithmancy but something else. Never before has Daphne been curious as to what Potter was doing.
Umbridge had for a moment lost all the colors to her face. She looked around and could see that almost every student agreed with Hermione's words.
"Now let me make a few things perfectly clear." Professor Umbridge said as she return to the front of the room. Her stubby fat like fingers twirling her wand as if she was trying to think of a legal way to use it on them. "You have been told that a certain dark wizard has returned from the dead –"Umbridge paused and looks at Harry who had picked up his book and was reading. "The Minister of Magic has said this last year and I will say it now. What you heard was a lie." Daphne along with half the class turns to look at Potter, who was reading and clearly not paying any attention to the conversation.
"Is that right Mr. Potter?" Umbridge said in a girly tone of voice that sounded like nails running down a chalkboard.
There was no visible response to the question. Instead Harry turns the page and continues to read.
"Mr. Potter." Umbridge said in a louder tone of voice.
Again no reaction, Daphne couldn't help but be amazing at Harry's ability to rise up and lashed out at Professor Umbridge.
Umbridge walks up to Potter and yanks the book out of his hand that he looks at her with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm sorry Professor, did you ask me something?" Potter said in a bored tone of voice.
"I was merely saying that a witch or wizard cannot return from the dead, is that true Mr. Potter."
"Of course Professor." Potter said as he looks at Umbridge without the slightest ounce of fear.
"Then say it to everyone." Professor Umbridge said in a commanding tone of voice. Her sweet and girly voice had vanish.
"Say what Professor?" Potter asked with confused expression on his face. Daphne however could see the enjoyment Potter was having as he was talking to Umbridge.
"Tell the class the truth Mr. Potter." Professor Umbridge said while trying not to growl or snarl at Potter.
"Oh, the truth." Potter said before he went silent. He seemed to have been aware that every eye was now on him and the entire classroom was silent. "What were we talking about?" Potter said after a few moments of silence.
Daphne watch as Professor Umbridge hand shook. She was sure Umbridge was going to rip her hair out and curse Potter. Honestly, Daphne wasn't sure which would be worse.
"About your nasty little lies you told over the summer." Umbridge snaps, all pretend friendliness was gone.
"Oh that incident. I didn't think the Minister of Magic wanted that to be made public. I was sure he wanted it to keep quiet. Very well, since you are a senior member of the Ministry I trust I have your permission to say it." Potter said. Daphne couldn't help but feel Potter was somehow smirking and if the situation would allow it, he would be laughing his ass off. That told her that Potter had come prepare for this situation and had a plan. This was unusual as Potter wasn't one to make plans. At least, to her knowledge. Umbridge had a wide smile and nods her head.
"The Minister of Magic put a student on trial for using underage magic before the wizengamot under the terms of a full criminal trial and tried to have said student thrown into Azkaban for using said magic in self-defense when some dark creatures attack said wizard and his family over the summer." Harry said.
Silence filled the classroom. Even Umbridge was shock at what Potter had just said.
"Not that, the truth of your nasty little lies!" Umbridge screams out loud.
"Oh, you mean where the Minister of Magic is accepting bribes from Death Eaters instead of doing the right thing?" Potter said with a raised eyebrow.
Daphne could tell Potter was doing this on purpose. In fact, it seemed like every word Potter was saying was causing a dangerous shift to form in the classroom.
"Not that, the Truth!" Umbridge screams at the top of her voice.
"Are you talking about how the Minister of Magic likes to send innocent people to Azkaban without giving them a trial because Death Eaters give him large amount of gold to do so?" Potter said as he began to smile as Umbridge face was turning dark red. Daphne could have sworn steam was coming out from all the anger that was rising inside of her.
"Or do you mean how the Minister of Magic order the Dementor's Kiss to be preform on not one, but two Heads and Lords of a Ancient and Noble family without even giving them a trial?" Harry said with a raise eye, a smirk was form at his lips as he stares into Umbridge eyes.
A loud and sudden gasp could be heard in the classroom. Umbridge face had lost all color as she was trying to find words to speak but look like a goldfish trying to breathe air.
Daphne hadn't heard anything about that, but if it was true, then the Minister of Magic had far more deeper reasons to try and silence Potter. If he was truly foolish enough to kill two heads of a Ancient and Noble Family then the House of Lords would be after his head once they found out.
It took Daphne a moment to realize this was Potter's plan. He knew Umbridge would try to force him to admit he was lying about the Dark Lord's return but instead he used her own tactics against her. Instead he told them all of certain events that had happen that Potter was either involved in or knew about and the Minister of Magic wanted it to be kept quiet.
Cornelius Fudge was known for removing several families out of the House of Lords. However, if he had truly order to kill a head of an ancient and noble family, then Cornelius Fudge has only dug his own grave. There was no doubt Daphne was going to write a long letter to her family about this and have her father and mother, both who were apart of the House of Lords due to her mother and father being apart of two magical family, she was sure they investigate any truth's to Potter's claims. IF there was enough truth, then the House of Lords would have the right to cast in a vote of no confidence against the current Minister of Magic.
Umbridge however was trying to wrap her head at what just happen. Even worse, Daphne could see Umbridge trying to find a way to repair the situation.
"DETENTION MR. POTTER. EVERY DAY OF THIS WEEK! IN MY OFFICE AT SEVEN O'CLOCK STARTING TONIGHT!" Umbridge screamed so loud Daphne and several others had to cover their ears. "CLASS DISMISS!" Umbridge roared as she marches into her office and slams the door shut.
Daphne immediately runs towards the Owlery and began to write her letter to her parents. It took her fifteen minutes to explain everything that had happen and explain that Umbridge had put a kid in detention for exposing crimes Fudge had been committing. She also commented that Umbridge made no attempt to hide or deny these claims. In the end, she had written three full parchments and sent her family owl Noctua off.
Daphne walks back into the school and sure enough, the Hogwarts Rumor Mill was abuzz with excitement. Worse, those who attending the Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Potter were writing long letters home.
Once again, Daphne couldn't help but be amaze at the level of intelligence that Potter had. It was clear, that before the Ministry of Magic could control the situation, almost every magical family would hear of Cornelius Fudge's crimes. Daphne was sure Harry got himself detention for this reason.
Daphne suddenly remember a time when the entire school thought Potter was the Heir of Slytherin because of his parsemouth ability. That quickly went downhill when Potter proved he wasn't the one opening the chamber of secrets. However it got Daphne thinking for the first time.
Draco Malfoy was known for being rude to Potter and even look down upon him the moment they met. It made Daphne question, if Draco had never tried to get involved with Potter, would Potter be wearing green robes instead of red? Could Harry Potter be, a Slytherin?
She remembered Professor Flitwick telling her that just because someone joins a house, doesn't truly mean they belong in that house. Sometimes they enter a house to find something of themselves.
The case was very true with her. The sorting hat had ask her some questions because it wasn't sure if he should place her in Slytherin or Ravenclaw. After asking her some questions and looking into her personality he said she would find her purpose in the House of Slytherin, he also told her, not to ignore her passion for learning and studying magic.
Yes Daphne Greengrass was a Slytherin, but she also had the wings of a Ravenclaw. Could the same be true about Potter, was he a Gryffindor by standards but a Slytherin in his heart?
Author Notes: A long chapter, but as you all can see, the Pairing is Daphne Greengrass and Harry Potter. As you can see, Harry is starting to become very independent. He is also learning to manipulate certain situations for his benefit. You will also notice that earlier in the chapter how Draco Malfoy had injured Potter but Snape didn't say anything about that or do anything to help Harry. This is to set things further down. It will push Harry further away from everyone else. Including members of the Order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore. Harry is now starting to believe in one thing. Trust No One.
Daphne Greengrass is going to prove to Harry there is good in the magical community, despite only seeing it's dark side of life.