Harry becomes Aware of the Hatebase
The Golden Trio hadn't looked at the laptop since the incident with Ron. He was still torn up over it, and many times Harry had woken up to see Ron's face stained with tears and he and Hermione curled up in a ball together, sleeping on one of their beds.
And just when Ron was feeling better, they, they had a repeat. And with Harry this time
After the Ron thing. Harry was curious to see what people thought of him. So, he googled himself. But he didn't like what he found…
Hermione and Ron had searched the castle for Harry, but they still hadn't seen him. Hermione got the idea to use they Marauder's Map.
Using the Map, they found Harry on top of the Astronomy Tower, standing on the edge of it. Ron immediately rushed over.
"What are you DOING?" he half-shrieked. "Jumping." Harry said in a flat voice.
"Harry, NO!" screamed Ron, grabbing Harry and pulling him away from the edge.
"Why would you do that?" whispered Ron shakily. "I would never let you kill yourself!"
"Look at the laptop." Said Harry, still flatly. And Ron and Hermione did.
It wasn't that different from Ron' hate really. Several pages about Harry being an unlikable jerk and entitled bastard who threw tantrums and got whatever he wanted and boo hoo hoo. Hermione was starting to wonder if these people knew diddly-squat about them if they thought these things.
Hermione said, "Harry, you don't really believe this is true, right? You are not entitled and you don't throw tantrums. It's called PTSD, and I doubt these people have ever been through it."
Harry jus mumbled, "Thanks." Ron, ever the comforter, wrapped his arms around Harry's middle and stayed like that for quite a bit. After a while, he and Hermione led him back to his dorm and just sat there in silence, all three. Having a moment.
Hermione began to question if the laptop had been worth it.