The fact that Harry was able to sit through breakfast and keep it down while avoiding the curious and shocked stares of practically everyone at the Gryffindor Table was a miracle.
Ron was the only other one present who simply stared at his food. Harry made up his mind that since his first subject was potions with Ron, Snape, and HIM... that he would just skip it, and go to Dumbledore.
As everyone filed out of the Hall, Harry sat staring at his bacon until he was the last soul left in the room, then headed for the Headmaster's office.
"Lemony Snicketts" Harry mumbled to the gargoyle who leaped aside to provide entry. harry took a deep breath and stuffed his hands in his pockets and made his way up the stairs. When confronted by the massive door however, he simply did not have enough courage to knock. What would he say? That his most despised TEACHER tried to seduce him, his best friend wants him, and that his only love is his en- no, no... must not think about that one. So he just sat down on the top stair and waited. What he was waiting FOR was a bit lost on him, as he just stared into space. After about 60 seconds, his eyes began to droop with the emotional fatigue this whole thing was causing and he fell asleep.
Harry was awakened with a jolt when the door behind him struck him in the back most forcefully and he was knocked down a stair or five. When he regained his head from spinning, he looked up, straight into the face of Dumbledore.
"MR. Potter," He greeted warmly. "And what might I owe this nap on my stairway to?" Dumbledore asked with that ever present twinkle in his eye.
"Uhh, Well," Harry stammered. " I- uhhh, well sir, I couldn't go to potions, sir" He said hesitantly.
"Oh? And why is that?" Dumbledore urged. Although he knew the answer, he wanted to hear how Harry would get himself out. And was rewarded.
"Well, I was trying to avoid some certain people sir, and I was going to talk to you about a few problems i have been having, because my friends won't understand, and I, Uhhh, well i couldn't knock on that door sir because even I have no idea what is going on, so how could I tell someone else you know? And-"
"yes, yes my boy, I understand." Dumbledore intervened. " And I know quite well what is going on as well. Snape paid me a visit last night, and Mr. weasly came to me this morning. They both expressed wishes to have you expelled."
"WHAT????" Harry asked shocked. " WHY? They are the ones who-" But Harry was interrupted by a chuckle. "Harry my boy, I was jesting. No no. Neither of them came in fact. Mr. Longbottom did however and told me what Ron had said to him about the events last night. I have come to the conclusion that you will be allowed to drop potions, but you must replace it with an advanced class, and you will have to come here after hours to learn what you would be missing from me. That should take care of the issue with Professor Snape, But Ron you shall have to deal with yourself. Agreed?"
harry was a bit confused but he was grateful that he would be aided in this time of trouble. And he agreed to replace regular potions with advanced Herbology, figuring it would be the easiest course to take. Boy was he wrong...
Ron was the only other one present who simply stared at his food. Harry made up his mind that since his first subject was potions with Ron, Snape, and HIM... that he would just skip it, and go to Dumbledore.
As everyone filed out of the Hall, Harry sat staring at his bacon until he was the last soul left in the room, then headed for the Headmaster's office.
"Lemony Snicketts" Harry mumbled to the gargoyle who leaped aside to provide entry. harry took a deep breath and stuffed his hands in his pockets and made his way up the stairs. When confronted by the massive door however, he simply did not have enough courage to knock. What would he say? That his most despised TEACHER tried to seduce him, his best friend wants him, and that his only love is his en- no, no... must not think about that one. So he just sat down on the top stair and waited. What he was waiting FOR was a bit lost on him, as he just stared into space. After about 60 seconds, his eyes began to droop with the emotional fatigue this whole thing was causing and he fell asleep.
Harry was awakened with a jolt when the door behind him struck him in the back most forcefully and he was knocked down a stair or five. When he regained his head from spinning, he looked up, straight into the face of Dumbledore.
"MR. Potter," He greeted warmly. "And what might I owe this nap on my stairway to?" Dumbledore asked with that ever present twinkle in his eye.
"Uhh, Well," Harry stammered. " I- uhhh, well sir, I couldn't go to potions, sir" He said hesitantly.
"Oh? And why is that?" Dumbledore urged. Although he knew the answer, he wanted to hear how Harry would get himself out. And was rewarded.
"Well, I was trying to avoid some certain people sir, and I was going to talk to you about a few problems i have been having, because my friends won't understand, and I, Uhhh, well i couldn't knock on that door sir because even I have no idea what is going on, so how could I tell someone else you know? And-"
"yes, yes my boy, I understand." Dumbledore intervened. " And I know quite well what is going on as well. Snape paid me a visit last night, and Mr. weasly came to me this morning. They both expressed wishes to have you expelled."
"WHAT????" Harry asked shocked. " WHY? They are the ones who-" But Harry was interrupted by a chuckle. "Harry my boy, I was jesting. No no. Neither of them came in fact. Mr. Longbottom did however and told me what Ron had said to him about the events last night. I have come to the conclusion that you will be allowed to drop potions, but you must replace it with an advanced class, and you will have to come here after hours to learn what you would be missing from me. That should take care of the issue with Professor Snape, But Ron you shall have to deal with yourself. Agreed?"
harry was a bit confused but he was grateful that he would be aided in this time of trouble. And he agreed to replace regular potions with advanced Herbology, figuring it would be the easiest course to take. Boy was he wrong...