#Chapter 10#
(Flashback)
He was going to have an interesting time before bed considering how Ron, Dean, and Seamus were standing behind him and Neville was on his bed.
'It seems Ron cannot let sleeping dogs lie how...unfortunate,' Harry tutted
(Present)
"Miserable little cretin." Benihime sneered
'Don't worry princess, he's not worth your emotions. I will go into the mindscape to comfort you when this is over,' Harry thought back to her
He could feel her anticipation with his connection and it made him more willing to crush the annoyances keeping him from his pleasureful dreams quickly.
"What is it, Weasley? Thomas, Finnigan?" Harry said, plainly
"So you finally show your true face, Potter? Showing off your money?" Ron said with a sneer
"Oh, is that jealousy coloring your tone, Weasley? What's a matter? Jealous, again?" Harry asked, tilting his head with a smile
Ron turned red and soon mount Weasley was going to irrupt until Dean placed a hand on his shoulder and shook his head.
"Fine, Potter. When you finally get your head out of your ass, come find me when you actually want a true friend," Ron said, about to turn around
"Please Weasley, you wouldn't know what a true friend was if they punched you right in the nose. You have the loyalty of a certain pet of yours," Harry said, slowly
Ron got up in Harry's face trying to intimidate him, however, Harry was the same height as him and he just raised an eyebrow at the gesture. Ron raised a fist to try to pound his face in, but Harry caught it and slowly closed his hand around Ron's fist causing him to drop to his knees, bones popping out of place.
"Nice try, Ronald. You think you are on my level, but you aren't and never will. You are weak, weaker than your brothers, even weaker than your creepy sister and you are on your own. This is your first and last warning, Ron. Mess with me and I will crush you like a bug and I won't feel an ounce of regret." He said, releasing the crushed fist from his hand.
Dean and Seamus lifted their wands, but the room suddenly felt twenty degrees colder causing the two boys to shudder.
"I wouldn't do that, Finnigan, Thomas. I'd get your friend to Poppy." Harry said, glaring at the two who lower their wands.
Dean and Seamus decided to cut their losses and take Ron to the nurse, but not without glaring at Harry.
"Idiots..." Neville said, from his position on his bed.
"Wasn't going to interfere?" Harry questioned
Neville shook his head negative, "No, you are more than capable to take care of the three of them."
"You please me with your words of confidence, dear Neville," Harry bowed
"I aim to please," Neville said, just as cheeky
"Go to bed, you prat," Harry replied back jumping into his four poster bed.
"Remember to spell it, Harry," Neville said, spelling his own curtains
"Yep," Harry said, waving his wand around, having the bed glow a teal blue of a protective spell, he pulled the curtains over his bed and spelled it shut.
By the time, Ron and his friends came back, Neville and Harry were already dead asleep. Ron wanted to get Harry back and tried to hex his curtains, but a shield bounced the spell back to him to where he had to go back to Poppy considering he was now vomiting up slugs.
The three then went to Poppy once more, but were caught by Flinch and were assigned detention and loss of points by Snape and by the time they got back to their rooms, they just went into their beds.
'Hopefully, Hermione is able to put him in his place. I want my bloody money! I earned it!' Ron thought, venomously
What the greedy little pig didn't know was his life was going to be much worse and Luck was on Harry's side and was going to tear strips out of Ron.
Harry wakes up in the comfort of his four poster bed and stretching his limbs like a cat, his princess sure knew how to make him feel welcome. He went about his morning routine, his raven/red hair a bit wet from his shower as he changed into his uniform, planning going down early for breakfast.
He went down the stairs and found the bushy haired witch that he didn't wish to meet at the moment.
"Harry," Hermione said, marking her place in her book
"Granger," Harry said, leaning against the stairwell
"Are you still mad, I thought you gotten over that, Harry. You really shouldn't hold grudges." She said, folding her arms over her chest, almost to the likeness of a parent scolding a small child.
"And you Granger need to know when you are not needed. I wonder what goes on in that head of yours," Harry tilted his head
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked, confused
"What I mean, why are you actually my friend?" Harry questioned
"Of course, I am your friend, but I won't if you keep up this behavior. I will forget this incident if you come with me to apologize to the Headmaster," Hermione replied, annoyed already with the conversation
"So you want me to go with you and apologize to Dumbles?" Harry said with a mocking smile
"It's Dumbledore and he deserves respect and yes. Now, are you going go with me or not?" She asked, tapping her foot on the floor.
"So you are not going to be my friend if I don't go with you?" Harry questioned
Hermione sharply nodded.
"How do I know if you do?" Harry asked.
Hermione thought she had him right where she wanted him so, she pulled out her wand and said, "I, Hermione Jane Granger, solely swear that I will stop being Harry James Potter's friend and cease speaking with him. So mote it be." A light surrounded her, signaling the truth of her oath.
"Now, come on, let's go to the Headmaster's Office," Thinking that she had Harry right where she wanted him
Harry started to chuckle, which caused Hermione to turn around and ask, "Harry?" His chuckles then blew into rib straining laughter, after several minutes of Hermione staring at Harry like he was a maniac until he got himself under control.
He couldn't believe the audacity of Granger and neither could Benihime. She was still laughing her ass off in his head and a snigger would slip out every now and again.
"Congrats, Granger on ending our friendship, if it was even real, to begin with. Almost makes me wish that I didn't come after you during that Halloween. It would have saved me a lot of hurt and heartbreak." Harry said, to Hermione's shocked face.
"But, Harry-"
"Oh no, Granger. It's Potter to people like you, only my friends can call me Harry and one more thing..." Harry interrupted, leaning close so he could whisper something to her that made her pale and tremble as she watched him leave, not noticing the spell he placed her under.
The whispered phrase was, 'I know of your betrayal, both yours and Ron's.'
Hermione stood still for several minutes before she finally got her trembling under control.
'I need to tell Dumbledore...' However, a certain spell Harry placed on her prevents her from doing certain actions.
Let's see how her misery pans out from here, shall we?
Skipping forward past breakfast, Harry and Neville head towards another year of Snape's lovely teaching methods. He first started off with a long lecture overall stating that he took only the best for his N.E.W.T. level classes. However, well known to him and Dumbledore and not many others were that none of Snape's NEWT students passed their tests to become potion masters. considering his way of teaching and they didn't even make it passed the first hurdle.
Besides that, the class was slightly boring, considering Snape did his usual routine of sneer, berate, and move on. He didn't try to enter Harry's mind again, the malevolent eyes and maddening laughter of Benihime made him shit his pants. However, thankfully many others did not pay attention to him in his unfortunate state.
Soon the class was over and it was time for the next one. Harry dropped Divination, not wanting to deal with Trelawney this year and her 'seeings'. That and he wasn't sure if he could hold back his killing intent and the thought of making her choke on her own sherry and cheap incense.
Harry shook off the bloodthirsty thought of Trelawney's death and made his way with all the other 5th year Gryffindors to the Defense Against Dark Arts and sat down in the classroom.
Said defense teacher finally came into the room with bright pink robes with a dark rose colored headband in her hair made completely frozen by hair care potions. Harry could hear several people hid their gags at her outfit, Neville, and Lavender especially.
"Good morning, class!" She said, in a sugary voice that made everyone wince.
She got several half-hearted 'good morning, professor' in reply as the rest were still in shock from her cherry attitude.
Umbridge frowned, showing the pudginess of her cheeks and said, "That will not do at all." She looked around as Neville nudged Harry and they let both let out sighs of discontent mixed with snorts of slight amusement and disgust.
"Now, when I say good morning class, I want you all to say good morning, Professor Umbridge in unison," she said with a teeth aching smile. "Now all at once. Good morning, class."
"Good Morning, Professor Umbridge." The class said in a monotone voice, another muttered bitch but it was well hidden with the droning and she didn't let the students notice her twitch.
Umbridge then went on her soapbox, saying how this has been taken over by four different teachers and how each of them had their own styles of working a classroom and teaching, they did not measure up to ministry standards. Afterward, she then tells the class who are now bored out of their minds, that she will correct the wrongs and that she hopes to be a proactive influence on our futures but be friends.
"Also, I will be teaching a manner course, teaching the females of this castle of how to be proper women. I will be passing out pamphlets after class, for those who are interested," Umbridge said with a creepy smile
Harry was sure that Lavender and many females in the room turned the color of sour milk and they made sure to leave the classroom as soon as the class ended.
"Now, that is over with, I trust that you all have purchased this year's textbook, correct?"
"Yes, Professor Umbridge." The class droned.
'Even though it is not worth the gallon it was spent or the paper and ink cost to make it.' Several people thought
"Very good, now please place your magic wands away, there will be no need for them in my classroom," said as Harry and the rest of the class put away their wands, put Harry nudged Neville and they spelled their soul cutters invisible at their sides. Umbridge quickly spelled words on the chalkboard about the what the course will entail for this year.
After she finished her speech, she said, "Please read chapter one of Defensive Magical Theory and there will be no need for talking."
Harry pulled out the waste of paper and ink and made to look like he was reading it, he did read it before hand and he wanted a refund for the amount of time he spent reading it. It was a complete waste of time and it made Harry want to kill whoever was the dumbass who read the book.
Far away from Hogwarts said dumbass who actually made the book was in hiding in a small hut eating a coconut.
Back to Harry and Hogwarts, the book was all theory on paper with no practical and Harry out of the corner of his eye saw Hermione raise her hand as he continued to 'read' his book. He hid a smirk when he saw her give him a dirty look for not speaking up.
"yes, what is it, Miss..." She trailed off
"Granger, Professor," she said, looking at Umbridge
"Miss Granger, do you have a question about the assigned chapter that needs addressing? Do I need to write the page number for you to know where it is?" She said, in a now sour tone.
"No, ma'am, it is not the chapter, but about the course objectives, actually," Hermione said, looking at the book in question
Harry tutted under his breath, but paid close attention, seeing Granger getting taken down a peg was too sweet to pass up.
"Exactly what questions, Miss Granger? I though my instructions should be perfectly clear, do you need me to explain them to you?" She asked
"No! I mean, no ma'am, it is just not is nothing in the chapter about actually performing and practicing defensive magic," Hermione said, embarrassed
"What use does practicing defensive magic have in my classroom?" She toned
"There is a practical portion in the O.W.L. examination and I wish to be ready for it," Hermione glancing at Harry
"So do you and many, Miss Granger, but as long as you study the theory sufficiently, there should be no reason why you should not do well to pass your exam," Umbridge replied slowly as if she was talking to an idiot
"But, we need to practice them!" Ron shouted, his hand still bandaged from Harry crushing it earlier.
The class did think she had points, but she was unbearably snooty now, that she had a prefect badge and how people were now slowly distancing themselves away from her, Ron included.
"You should not talk without your hand raised, Mr..." even though she knew who he was
"Weasley," he growled as he angrily threw up his hand, that wasn't bandaged as he glared at Umbridge who stared back with her beady eyes.
"Yes, Mr. Weasley, what is it?" She said in a sugary tone
"Well, we need some practice to prepare for what's out there," He replied
"Unless you are talking about your O.W.L., Mr. Weasley, you have nothing to fear."
"That's not what I meant! Ask him! Harry saw it!" Ron said, pointing frantically at Harry, "You-Know-Who is back and don't you dare try to deny it."
"Ah, is that what this is about? If I wasn't mistaken, Mr. Potter told us it was several death eaters who tried bringing back the dead and continue to be dead, 'Dark Lord'."
"But, Dumbledore-"
"You must be confused by the lie made to incite panic by Albus Dumbledore to place him in a better light by painting the Ministry as incompetent and making Mr. Potter take the blame." Umbridge tutted, shaking her head in disgust.
"They are not lies, Professor Umbridge!" Hermione shouted, glaring at Harry angrily who didn't speak up, calmly looking at the boring textbook, while inwardly laughing his head off as Hermione was literally hanging herself and all that was needed was to kick the chair that was underneath her.
"Harry, enough is enough! You have to say something! People will believe you, you were in the graveyard when You-Know-Who returned!" Hermione snapped
"That is enough, Miss Granger! I am sickened and appalled at your behavior, that will be fifty points from Gryffindor for these classroom disruptions," Umbridge said.
"It's the truth! Dumbledore said he is back so he has to be back! The Dark-screw it, Voldemort is back whether you idiots at the ministry want to stick your heads in the sand or not!" She snapped, nearly unhinged, causing everyone who heard the dreaded name to wince and gasp, except for Harry and Neville.
"Detention, Miss Granger, for an entire week with me, starting tomorrow evening and a further forty points from Gryffindor," Umbridge said, with an undertone of malice and looked at the rest of the class and said, "You will all go back to your reading and not another word. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Professor Umbridge!" chanted the class.
Umbridge smiled and returned to her desk as Hermione sent a heated glare in Harry's direction and Harry sent a snake-like smirk in her direction, causing her to redden.
"Well! why aren't you reading, Miss Granger? Make that another day of detention for not being able to follow simple instructions." Umbridge said with a sickly sweet smile
Hermione nearly tore her book open and kept her head down for the rest of the class, hiding her red face in the pages.
Harry walks out of the castle and moves to still in front of the lake until he heard the rustle of grass near him.
"Hello, Luna." Not bothering to face the icy, bubbly blonde
"Hello, Harry." She replied, lying down on her stomach
"Have the ravens bothered you yet?"
"Not really. They tried being nice to me because they think I am close to you, but they can't stand being with Loony Lovegood."
"You know, I hate that name," Harry said, slowly
"I know. I think Neville is the only one that hates that name more than you do," Luna said
"Of course he does. When are you going to give the poor bastard a clue or are you going to wait for him to get the hints you are giving him?" Harry said, looking at the blonde
"But, that is the fun part..." She pouted
"Of course, it is..." Harry trailed off
"What protective wards did you put around your trunk?" Harry questioned
Luna said proudly, "Frostbite maker and electric shocker that makes the nerves go on the fritz."
"How cold, I'm so proud, a little sadist in the making," Harry said, patting Luna on the head
Luna asked, "I aim to please. How was it?"
" Defense was interesting."
"Oh really? Does it have to go with the rumors of Umbridge tearing into Hermione, causing a ninety point loss and got her a week of detention?"
"Actually, a week of detention and another day."
"Hermoine must be angry," Luna said
"She's extremely livid and I enjoy it," Harry smirked
"So, she knows?" Luna questioned, tilting her head
"But cannot tell, Luna. The life debt, I have over her forbids her from telling her about me," Harry said, lying back
"So she is trapped," Luna concluded
"In every sense of the word and she doesn't even know it and it will only get worse for her as time goes on."
"You don't take betrayal well?" Luna said, looking down at Harry
"Not at all, I will not take that chance, dear Luna."
"So you go about this the Slytherin way?"
"Of course, I am to live this year the way I want it. Plus, when Voldemort is gone, I am leaving this country and never returning. I will not be manipulated again. I will save and protect those close to me, but no longer will I be the Gryffindor hero that can't save anyone," Harry stated, staring at Luna
"Well, I cannot leave you by your lonesome, going by yourself. Besides this country will be boring when you leave," She replied
Harry questioned, "You mean the country will fall apart when I leave, don't you?"
Luna hummed and said, "The stars have been read and they are in position, Harry. You go about things your own way and you will win," Luna said, answering her own unusual way
Harry rubbed her pale locks and said, "Thank you, Luna."
"Of course, Harry." She said, leaning into his warmth like a younger sibling would do.
"Only she is allowed to do that, Harry," Benihime said, lying down in his mind
'Princess, you seem to forget one thing...' Harry said, quietly
"And that would be?" She questioned
'That you are mine and mine alone along with me being yours and yours alone. Never forget that,' Harry whispered to her
He could feel her smile, "Of course, Harry. But when-"
'Soon, dear. Soon you will.' Harry thought back, basking in the silence of nature, the sun being their only silent witness.
Ending it!
Rewrite Complete: 12/22/2016
Ending it! I have finished this chapter! Goodness, I have no idea what is wrong with me! I just put out a chapter yesterday and now I can't stop typing the next one. I hate that the last one was short and so I apologize, so I make it up with a quick one that is much large the last one. Why is my brain like this, I have no idea, but it works for me! I love you all, and your reviews! If I could I would hug all you! Anyways, I want to give my thanks and shout to reptoholic, justafan, Alex2909, desdelor97, guest, god of all, and buterflypuss, & guest 1 and 2. I thank and bow to all of you. I will see you in the next chapter. For those of you, to know about Ginny she will have three strikes trying to snag Harry. Ron will suffer, for those of you who are Ron lovers, lay off. I don't care, he's an ass. Hermione, while she is smart, she is stupid when it comes to people. Seriously, I am damn sure that a rapist could come up to her in a clean suit, pretend to be an authority and have her bend over. Seriously, that is how bad it is. Her trust in authority will be her downfall. She is also prideful in her knowledge of books, however, her smarts will not keep her on track forever, also considering that Harry lead Hermione on a string to her locking herself in an oath along with the life debt Harry practically owns her ass. For those of you that will hate and bitch to me about this, leave. Your flames are nothing but the things I roast sausages on. Her pride leads to her downfall and that will be that. I will see all of you in the next chapter!
~Kourtney Uzu Yato