A/N: This is a new and improved version of my old fic "A Potions Disaster".
The idea of angry!Harry was taken from OOTP with a little inspiration from
Cassandra Claire and her ficlet "A Lot to Be Upset About", so I give most
of the credit to her for the brilliant idea. *Please R/R!* Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling therefore I do not own any of these characters. I have a mortal fear of lawyers, so please don't sue me!
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"Revenge Gone Totally Wrong"
*Chapter One*
It was just like any other Wednesday at Hogwarts.
Well, almost.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M ACTING A BIT OFF TODAY, RON?" Harry half yelled at Ron's face. The whole corridor seemed to hush down to hear what was going on. Ron's face was turning red.
"Well, uh," stammered Ron, "turning a poor turtle into a, uh-- into an-- er...undergarment and then wearing it on your head and dancing on the table tops isn't exactly the normal you," he said nervously.
"EXPLAIN YOURSELF, WOMAN," boomed Harry.
"Harry--he's a man," corrected Hermione fidgeting and looking around at all the people who were gathered around them now.
"Well, see, uh...um," stammered Ron.
"I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU, RON."
A cold, drawling voice came from behind Harry. "What he's trying to say," explained Draco Malfoy--nemesis of the trio since their first year, "is that you turned the thing into a leopard print THONG." Two giant figures loomed behind Draco. They were none other than his bodyguards, Crabbe and Goyle, who snickered at Draco's comment.
"I DID NOT," demanded Harry giving Draco a harsh shove. A buzz of whispering voices arose in the corridors.
"Yes you did, Harry Potty, and you and your friends know it," said Draco, giving a shove back.
"Leave poor Harry alone!" said Hermione. "He's been through a lot more than any of us ever have!"
Crabbe and Goyle cracked their knuckles menacingly.
"Hush up you filthy Mudblood," snarled Draco, towering over Hermione.
"You did not just call me that," Hermione said her face quickly turning red, her eyes glaring at Draco's.
"Actually," Ron said, "I think he did, 'Mione."
"Stay out of this, Ron!" Hermione snapped and pointed her wand at Draco's throat in one swift movement.
"Stop right there, Miss Granger," came a familiar but horrible voice when Crabbe and Goyle were about to attack.
"Professor Snape, Granger here was threatening me," Draco said smirking at Hermione.
"I know that you fool, I have eyes, too," Snape snapped. "You four will serve detention Friday after lunch."
"But--," started Hermione but stopped whenRon gave her nudge with his elbow.
Snape strided back into his classroom with a satisfied smirk on his face.
"THANKS A LOT, MALFOY," bellowed Harry.
"My pleasure," he said. "Well, I'll be seeing you three in detention on Friday then," he said cheerfully and left.
* * *
Hermione was going overboard in the common room. "I can't believe this. I still have five and a half scrolls of parchment left to write for Professor McGonagall! I need more than just two days to finish it!"
"Hermione," Ron started, not moved at all. "That's extra credit, which means you don't have to finish it."
"But that's besides the point!" Hermione said quickly, slamming her book down on the table.
"STUPID MALFOY. STUPID SNAPE," muttered Harry.
"I can't stand that git," said Ron. "We've got to find a way to get him back."
There was a silence as the trio was thinking.
"Let's see, feeding Malfoy to the thestrals won't work...paying Peeves to kill him? Nah," contemplated Ron. "Too risky."
"SHIP HIM OFF FIRST-CLASS TO LORD VOLDEMORT," bellowed Harry triumphantly. Hermione winced at the sound of the name being spoken so loudly.
Ron and Hermione exchanged looks.
"FINE. DON'T LISTEN TO MY IDEAS. NO ONE EVER DOES ANYWAY," Harry said glumly.
A few moments later, a broad smile came across Hermione's face.
"I've got it!" she exclaimed.
Disclaimer: I am not J.K. Rowling therefore I do not own any of these characters. I have a mortal fear of lawyers, so please don't sue me!
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"Revenge Gone Totally Wrong"
*Chapter One*
It was just like any other Wednesday at Hogwarts.
Well, almost.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M ACTING A BIT OFF TODAY, RON?" Harry half yelled at Ron's face. The whole corridor seemed to hush down to hear what was going on. Ron's face was turning red.
"Well, uh," stammered Ron, "turning a poor turtle into a, uh-- into an-- er...undergarment and then wearing it on your head and dancing on the table tops isn't exactly the normal you," he said nervously.
"EXPLAIN YOURSELF, WOMAN," boomed Harry.
"Harry--he's a man," corrected Hermione fidgeting and looking around at all the people who were gathered around them now.
"Well, see, uh...um," stammered Ron.
"I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU, RON."
A cold, drawling voice came from behind Harry. "What he's trying to say," explained Draco Malfoy--nemesis of the trio since their first year, "is that you turned the thing into a leopard print THONG." Two giant figures loomed behind Draco. They were none other than his bodyguards, Crabbe and Goyle, who snickered at Draco's comment.
"I DID NOT," demanded Harry giving Draco a harsh shove. A buzz of whispering voices arose in the corridors.
"Yes you did, Harry Potty, and you and your friends know it," said Draco, giving a shove back.
"Leave poor Harry alone!" said Hermione. "He's been through a lot more than any of us ever have!"
Crabbe and Goyle cracked their knuckles menacingly.
"Hush up you filthy Mudblood," snarled Draco, towering over Hermione.
"You did not just call me that," Hermione said her face quickly turning red, her eyes glaring at Draco's.
"Actually," Ron said, "I think he did, 'Mione."
"Stay out of this, Ron!" Hermione snapped and pointed her wand at Draco's throat in one swift movement.
"Stop right there, Miss Granger," came a familiar but horrible voice when Crabbe and Goyle were about to attack.
"Professor Snape, Granger here was threatening me," Draco said smirking at Hermione.
"I know that you fool, I have eyes, too," Snape snapped. "You four will serve detention Friday after lunch."
"But--," started Hermione but stopped whenRon gave her nudge with his elbow.
Snape strided back into his classroom with a satisfied smirk on his face.
"THANKS A LOT, MALFOY," bellowed Harry.
"My pleasure," he said. "Well, I'll be seeing you three in detention on Friday then," he said cheerfully and left.
* * *
Hermione was going overboard in the common room. "I can't believe this. I still have five and a half scrolls of parchment left to write for Professor McGonagall! I need more than just two days to finish it!"
"Hermione," Ron started, not moved at all. "That's extra credit, which means you don't have to finish it."
"But that's besides the point!" Hermione said quickly, slamming her book down on the table.
"STUPID MALFOY. STUPID SNAPE," muttered Harry.
"I can't stand that git," said Ron. "We've got to find a way to get him back."
There was a silence as the trio was thinking.
"Let's see, feeding Malfoy to the thestrals won't work...paying Peeves to kill him? Nah," contemplated Ron. "Too risky."
"SHIP HIM OFF FIRST-CLASS TO LORD VOLDEMORT," bellowed Harry triumphantly. Hermione winced at the sound of the name being spoken so loudly.
Ron and Hermione exchanged looks.
"FINE. DON'T LISTEN TO MY IDEAS. NO ONE EVER DOES ANYWAY," Harry said glumly.
A few moments later, a broad smile came across Hermione's face.
"I've got it!" she exclaimed.
