Harry's head swam with a million thoughts, so much so he could barely hear the headmasters accusing him of Cheating to get into the Triwizard Tournament. This went on for only a minute or so, but Harry realized that Albus Dumbledore was once again doing nothing to ease his fears or put any effort into explaining that it wasn't Hary who had done this.
This thought led Harry to a Though, one that would chance his life forever. " Why was anyone able to get past your defenses..." His words. though quiet, drew everyone's attention to his hate filled eyes.
Albus actually looked a little offended " I did all I could do Harry, really I had no way of knowing-"
" OF COURSE YOU DIDN'T" The entire room shook, several of the Trophies actually started to melt. " You never know about anything until it is too late, then you somehow know absolutely everything. In First year, all you had to do was see Hermione go to send the owl to get you, and you knew that I went after Quirrell and that Voldemort was possessing him. In Second Year, you told McGongall that you knew the Chamber had been open after you saw Collin's Petrified body. I could have used that information, hell anyone could have to get rid of the Basilisk so that I didn't have to do it myself. And Last Year, you know of Sirius' innocence without us even telling you, you just knew and you did NOTHING!" The walls cracked and everyone was blasted away from Harry, even Albus who had a look of utter terror in his eyes. " You know that the Dursley's are abusing and starving me, and you still send me back to them. You knew that Snape hates me, and still you forced me to endure three years of his abusive behavior and inability to teach. He tried to murder my godfather, just out of some petty grudge and almost got all of us Killed by delaying us Long enough for the Moon to enter the Sky." He clenched his fists, feeling his magic drawing every repressed ounce of anger he had. " I am done Albus... As of this Moment, I am done... done with the Fight against Voldemort, done with listening to your words or dealing with Snape, done with the Durselys, Done Playing the Golden boy, done with you... I will participate in this Tournament, but I won't hold back. I Will survive it, by any means nessicary...even If I have to kill everything I face." He turned to the horrified Champions. " Or anyone I face."
Turning on his heel, he marched out of the room, his magic melting every sconce and suit of armor he passed. However he didn't mind, instead he felt a sense of freedom, as if chains had been lifted from chest... it was wonderful and for once, Harry could imagine a Future for himself... and that made it all worth it...
Chapter Over, tell me what you think...and if you want me to write this. No promises, but I will try...
Love, your Ninja Overlord,
Mika.