Disclaimer: Same as before.
A/N: Enjoy!
That night, I left angry and in the morning, I woke up angry. My uncle couldn't stop living in the past. He was blinded by stupid, childish pranks. He wanted to forget about that day James and him were actually kind to each other. He wanted to forget that James actually saved his life once.
I have always had respect for my uncle, even when I talked back to him. Things like this really bothered me. He could act like a two year old sometimes. What really made me mad was that he let this insignificant thing get in the way of our preparations to defeat Voldemort. Everybody's life was at risk and he was worried that the school would learn that he had a heart.
Walking into the Great Hall, I felt my anger increase. My uncle sat at the staff table with a pleased look. /What did he have to be happy about? /
Snape tried to get my attention, but I ignored him. Instead, I walked straight to my friends and sat down. It took me a couple of minutes, but I finally realized Harry was missing. Mentioning this to everyone, they started to look around.
"That's strange," said Ron. "He left the dorm before I did. I assumed he was heading this way."
Did my uncle's happiness have anything to do with this? Of course it did. My uncle's had grown into a cold, heartless bat who...
/Stop it! / a voice inside my head said. /You know you don't mean those things. /
/I might not, / said the devil in me, /but it feels so good. /
Excusing myself, I got up. Maybe Harry had headed to the potion classroom early. Maybe he was checking on our potion. Maybe this was the reason why my uncle was so happy. I started to feel a little guilty.
/That's what you get, / the voice responded.
Harry was in the potions room when I got there. He was staring off into space with a confused look. Trying not to startle him, I slowly approached him. Of course I didn't succeed. He jumped a clear two feet when I spoke.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's no big deal. I was just thinking."
"About what?"
"Nothing really, just something Snape...your uncle said. Anyways, the potions are over there. He says the color is right, but tonight we'll see if it's correct."
"Oh...okay. Well..." I was saved by the entrance of students and the beginning of another day at Hogwarts.
A/N: Enjoy!
That night, I left angry and in the morning, I woke up angry. My uncle couldn't stop living in the past. He was blinded by stupid, childish pranks. He wanted to forget about that day James and him were actually kind to each other. He wanted to forget that James actually saved his life once.
I have always had respect for my uncle, even when I talked back to him. Things like this really bothered me. He could act like a two year old sometimes. What really made me mad was that he let this insignificant thing get in the way of our preparations to defeat Voldemort. Everybody's life was at risk and he was worried that the school would learn that he had a heart.
Walking into the Great Hall, I felt my anger increase. My uncle sat at the staff table with a pleased look. /What did he have to be happy about? /
Snape tried to get my attention, but I ignored him. Instead, I walked straight to my friends and sat down. It took me a couple of minutes, but I finally realized Harry was missing. Mentioning this to everyone, they started to look around.
"That's strange," said Ron. "He left the dorm before I did. I assumed he was heading this way."
Did my uncle's happiness have anything to do with this? Of course it did. My uncle's had grown into a cold, heartless bat who...
/Stop it! / a voice inside my head said. /You know you don't mean those things. /
/I might not, / said the devil in me, /but it feels so good. /
Excusing myself, I got up. Maybe Harry had headed to the potion classroom early. Maybe he was checking on our potion. Maybe this was the reason why my uncle was so happy. I started to feel a little guilty.
/That's what you get, / the voice responded.
Harry was in the potions room when I got there. He was staring off into space with a confused look. Trying not to startle him, I slowly approached him. Of course I didn't succeed. He jumped a clear two feet when I spoke.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's no big deal. I was just thinking."
"About what?"
"Nothing really, just something Snape...your uncle said. Anyways, the potions are over there. He says the color is right, but tonight we'll see if it's correct."
"Oh...okay. Well..." I was saved by the entrance of students and the beginning of another day at Hogwarts.