"So, you didn't tell me and just me! I can't believe this. After all that we have been through..You still can't tell anything to me!" exclaimed Harry.

"But I didn't know," said Lavender Brown, a girl that was way too talkative and could never be trusted.

"No wonder," Harry thought sarcastically. "If she can't trust Lavender, then she most definitely can't trust me!"

Harry walked away from the group. He wasn't in the mood to be hearing this stuff.

"Wait!" exclaimed Hermione.

"GO AWAY!" yelled Harry.

He couldn't believe it. He just couldn't believe it. He ran as fast as he could through the hallways and up to his room. Suddenly, when he was almost at the painting of the fat lady, he felt something bump into him.

"Mr. Potter," the voice said sarcastically, "how nice to see you!"

It was most definitely Professor Snape, the rudest of all teachers, who especially despised Harry.

"Oh," said Harry, "sorry, sir. I wasn't watching where I was going."

"Its okay," said Snape, "I'll just take fifty points from Gryffindor!"

Harry looked at the ground. He was having an awful day. He felt sick.

"If only Sirius was here," thought Harry, "then it would all be better."

When Harry finally reached his room, he flopped on his bed.

Suddenly, Ron came in.

"So you knew," breathed Harry, "I can't believe this. I just can't."

"You don't understand, Harry," replied Ron.

"Yes, I do. You guys have never told me anything. I don't expect you ever will, either."

"Harry..."

"Just leave me alone, okay? I need time to think."

"Okay, Harry, but if you decide you want to talk, I am going to be in the library. I have a study date with"

"Just leave me alone!"

Ron exited the room.

"Why does this always have to happen to me?" he thought. "It is hard enough being me already. I just don't understand."

Harry fell asleep, deep in thought.

"I thought he would be happy for me, Ron," Hermione said sadly, "I mean, I really thought so. I guess I made a big mistake in not telling him when I told you."

"Well," said Ron, " I guess so. Harry is always having things hidden from him. It gets upsetting when you can't even trust that your friends will tell you everything."

"What should I do?"

"Well," began Ron, "You should probably do something to make it up to him. Let him know you are really sorry. If you don't, he will probably never talk to you again."

"Okay," agreed Hermione, "When should I do it?"

"Send Neville up there. Tell him to tell Harry that there is someone important that wants to see him. Tell him to give him this."

Ron handed Hermione a picture of all of them together.

"First write a letter on the back, though," instructed Ron.

"Okay. How long should I wait before sending it?"

"Probably half an hour. If you wait too long, he will have his anger built up and it will be impossible to get to him."

"Okay."