Someone thrust a punch at him, and he awoke with a jolt. It took a good ten seconds for him to gain composure.
That's when he realized it was Draco who'd hit him in his fury of a fit. Harry whipped out his wand in smooth movement and whispered a spell. Draco lay there, awake, but unable to move. Harry spit above his head and turned on heel.
He barely noticed the questioning stares from Cho and all her crew. In fact, he was angrier than he knew why. His feet led him to his destination, he himself having no reliable say in what was happening.
His destination wasn't what you'd expect. He ended up in the Prefects Bathroom. (He knew the password because of Ron). Ron and Hermione were swimming around. "Hey." Hermione looked up, flushed and smiled. "Hey Harry! We were just-" Harry stopped her. "Look...whatever you were doing...Its fine. I just...I'll..." Harry balled his hands into fist in frustration.
"I'll just...be around." Harry walked out quickly, yet he still had no idea why he was acting like that, or where he was going.
*
"I'll not stand for it, Dumbledore. I'll always give you free reign. Hell, everyone does! But there are limitations, Albus, even if you don't want to see it-"
Dumbledore frowned at Cornelius Fudge, pompous minister. "You'll be pleased to know that it is perfectly allowed, Minister. Student Decree-"
"You sound like Umbridge! I refuse to-" "Refuse or not, I shall do as I see fit, as I have and always will do." A quiet pause made its way into the heated conversation.
A knock in the door relived them both. "I'll get that, shall I?" Fudge declared haughtily. "By all means, do," Dumbledore said politely. Harry Potter stood in the doorway. I stood up. Dumbledore hid his surprised look and turned to Fudge. "Let's schedule another meeting...say Saturday, noon? You can come for lunch." Fudge didn't say yes or no, but he did grunt and clap Harry on the shoulder as he left. Harry turned and closed the door quietly behind Fudge.
As it clicked Dumbledore walked around his desk. Harry turned and situated himself. "I need to talk to you."
Dumbledore looked startled for a moment then lightened. He was happy Harry even looked at him nowadays.
"Alright, Harry. Have a seat."