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A/N: Okie, another chapter is up! I won't make this long. Read this chapter already. I'm sorry this chapter's shorter than the previous chapters. Anyway, I just wanted to say… Enjoy!
Potter's Anger
Harry Potter was seen inside the boys' dormitory in the Gryffindor Common Room together with Neville Longbottom, a friend… no scratch that… Neville is a crony of his, an acquaintance. They are not really best friends. Neville is just sticking with Harry because his grandmother ordered him. So, now, here is Neville cowering in fear as the seething The-Boy-Who-Lived paced back and forth. The cowering Gryffindor looked around and unfortunately, they were the only ones who are in the dormitory.
"Damn that Slytherin!" Harry cursed, causing Neville to slightly whimper in fear. "Damn that Gordon! Who does he think he is! Dating Ginny? Dating Ginny! Damn him!"
"Ha-Harry," Neville said. "I think - ."
"And why did Ginny even think of having a relationship with that… that Slytherin!" Harry shouted, now running a hand on his hair, frustrated. "Why him! Why him!"
"Ha-Harry," Neville stuttered.
"Am I ugly, Neville!" Harry asked, looking at the Gryffindor lividly. "Am I uglier than that Gordon! For crying out loud, he's just a Slytherin! A no-good scum! Why did Ginny choose him over me! Why, Neville! Why!"
"Ha-Harry," Neville stuttered again. "Ca-Calm down."
"Calm down! You are asking me to calm down!" Harry hollered, giving Neville a death glare that can frighten even the late Dark Lord. "Hell, Neville! I courted Ginny for years! I always did everything for her! I gave flowers, chocolates, expensive gifts, letters… but she still refuses me! Can't she see that I love her with all my heart, with all my mind, and soul! Can't she see that she's the only girl I wanted! Can't she see… can't she see… Damn it all!"
'Merlin, why are you punishing me? Why?' Neville thought nervously as he watched Harry tear a piece of parchment into pieces with a scary look on his face. 'Did I do something wrong to offend you? I swear, forgive me and I'll never do it again. Just let me get out of… hell, burning, and hot hell.'
Harry closed his eyes, counted one to ten, to calm his nerves. He then opened his eyes. "What will I do now?" Harry asked aloud as he looked at Neville again. "Do you have any suggestions, Neville?"
"Err…"
"Of course you don't have any suggestions!" Harry exclaimed. "You never gave me good suggestions!"
Neville snorted inside. 'His ego is growing bigger and bigger again. Poor sun. It's becoming envious of his humongous ego,' the Gryffindor commented.
Harry decided to sit down beside Neville and had put a thoughtful look on his face. "What will I do to embarrass Gordon? I did everything already. I challenged him in archery but sadly, luck wasn't on my side that day and Gordon stole my success. He's just lucky that day. I'm still better in archery than he is."
'Face the truth, moron! He's just way better in archery than you are,' Neville commented in his thoughts.
"And… the only thing he excels me is that he speaks French!" Harry said. "And then the rest, I'm way better than him."
"But, Harry, he got Ginny," Neville suddenly blurted out. He immediately bit his tongue. 'Nice move, Neville! Nice move! And the next thing you'll know, you wake up in the hospital wing with a concussion on your head.'
Harry glared at Neville and the cowering boy swore he saw smoke coming out from Harry's nose. "Are you on my side or what?" the bespectacled boy asked, giving Neville a smack on his head.
"Ow," the boy whispered as he massaged his smarting head.
"He got Ginny," Harry said through gritted teeth as he clutched both of his fists. "How can he got Ginny! Why did Ginny choose him over me!" he cried as he stood up again.
'Great Neville, you activated the volcano again,' the Gryffindor scolded himself as he flinched when Harry broke his remembrall.
'My remembrall!' Neville thought almost close to tears. 'My precious remembrall!'
"Why does he even have to show-up his stupid face this year!" Harry wailed. "Why does he have to transfer from France and go to Hogwarts! Why! Ginny's starting to show me that she fancies me, too! Until this… this jerk showed his face and stolen my beloved Ginny's heart!"
'See the light already, idiot,' Neville told him in his thoughts. 'Ginny doesn't like you at all!'
"I will crush him, I swear that," Harry said, clutching his fists tighter making his knuckles turn white. "If only I can spread a rumor, too…"
'And be the newest Gossip King.' Neville watched as Harry's face suddenly lit up and a sly smirk formed on his lips.
"Wait, I can spread a rumor…," Harry said, now slowly looking at the curious Gryffindor. "I can spread a rumor but no, not about him."
"What are you on about, Harry?" Neville asked, not really sure why this man in front of him is not really making any sense. 'He's starting to get deranged.'
"Well, I won't spread a rumor about Gordon anymore," Harry said. "It is enough that he is the talk of Hogwarts right now. Instead, I will spread a rumor about one of his friends. And that's when Gordon would realize that he's the reason why we are ruining his friend's reputation. And then, he will come to me and beg to stop bothering them and promise that he'll break up with Ginny," Harry said, rubbing both of his hands with a satisfied smirk on his face. "It's a good plan, isn't it, Neville?"
Neville only nodded, not really having a clue. He doesn't like the look Harry was giving him. "Umm… Harry? I really don't clearly understand."
"All right, Neville, listen carefully," Harry said as he started to whisper their plan clearly.
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"Ah…Ah…" - Blaise immediately gave Hermione a clean tissue. Hermione smiled at him and covered her nose - "choooooo!" The brunette groaned as she wiped her wet nose.
"Geez, Henry," Blaise said, slightly making a face. "You are suddenly sick? Did the rumor about you and the Weaselette make you sick?"
Hermione groaned again. "Ugh… I don't know," she said, followed by a cough.
"And you are coughing!" Pansy exclaimed. "Are you all right, Henry? Do you need to go to the infirmary?"
The brunette shook her head vigorously. "No, Pansy, I'm all right. Thanks for worrying," she said. And then, she felt someone tugging her school robes. She looked down and saw the little Malfoy looking at Hermione with a pout.
"Henny, Henny, are you all right?" Mika asked with big, wide eyes. "I sometimes get sick, Henny, and I hate those days. Do you want me to make orange juice? Auntie Poppy told me that in the Muggle World, the sick people drinks orange juice for vitamin C. They also drink it to get rid of their sickness immediately. Do you want Mika to make one? Don't worry, Henny, Auntie Poppy taught me how to make an orange juice. I once made her and she told me it's delicious. Do you want me to make one for you, too?"
"Awww, so cute," Pansy commented. "She is such an innocent child."
"And you aren't innocent at all," Blaise added, receiving a glare from the Slytherin girl.
Hermione gazed down on the worried little Malfoy. "Mika, thanks for your help but all I need is to rest. Don't worry, okay? And, can I ask you a favor?"
The little blonde nodded vigorously. "Any favor, Henny. Mika will do it for you."
"Please stay away from me for a while," Hermione said, her smile slightly disappearing. "You might catch my virus, too, and I don't want that to happen. Is that all right with you?"
Mika pouted. "But Henny, how will I always greet you good morning with a hug? How will I always kiss you good night?"
Her big brother chuckled. "Mika, Henry's right. You might catch a cold. You hate getting sick, right?"
The little blonde's pout deepened. "Okay, I'll do Henny's favor," she said as she stretched her arms up and waited for Draco to carry her. Draco did carry Mika. Then, the blond looked at Hermione.
"Are you sure you're all right, Henry?" Draco asked. "You really don't want to go to the infirmary?"
Hermione nodded her head with a smile. "Like I said, don't worry. I'm quite all right. I'll ah…ah…" -Blaise immediately gave her a tissue and the brunette covered her nose - "chooooo!" Hermione sniffed and wiped her nose. "I'm all right. I swear."
"Okay, okay, we know you are all right," Blaise said. "So, for your information, free period will almost be over. We need to bring Mika back to the infirmary if you don't want to be late for Potions. Professor Snape might be a nice Professor to the Slytherins but I don't want to see his angry face and all."
"Coward," Pansy commented.
"Coward," Blaise imitated.
Pansy stuck out her tongue to him and Blaise did the same.
"Guys, cut it out," Hermione said. "There is a little kid watching you! If you want to continue that lovers' quarrel of yours, kindly please do it where there are no kids at all," she said, putting an emphasis on the word 'lovers'.
Draco chuckled at the blushes that showed on both of the students' cheeks. "Nice one, Henry," he said, patting her head.
Hermione smiled. "Well, they're giving me a headache already."
The blond chuckled again. And they continued walking.
Unknown to the Slytherin friends, Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom were walking behind them, silently snickering.
"Take that, Gordon," Harry said as he glared at Hermione's back and then averted his glare towards Draco. "Be ready, Malfoy."
Neville silently cursed Harry inside his mind. 'All right, Harry, your plan might be brilliant but… why do I have to do a big role in it! It's your plan, for crying out loud! Why don't you do it yourself,' he thought as he released a sigh.
Harry then looked at Neville. "Remember our plan, Neville. You have a vital role in it. It is up to you whether to make our plan successful or not. Am I making myself clear?"
Neville nodded. "Yes, I understand, Harry."
"Good," Potter said as he went back into looking at the back of the Slytherins. "I can't wait to put my revenge into action. Be ready, jerks," he said followed by an evil laugh, making Neville flinch. "No one angers Harry Potter."
A/N: End of chapter! That's all! Lol… I found Harry quite funny here! Read and Review, plz. That's my only request.
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