Chapter 4: For a girl... you're such a boy!!!
Harry took his seat in the Great Hall surrounded by stares. Everyone wondered why Harry Potter had just come in with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape of all people. But Harry kept his head down and didn't meet any of the staring faces. He had serious problems to think about. Harry took a seat at the opposite end of the table from Ron and Hermione. They were both motioning for him to come and sit beside them but he didn't feel like talking to them right away. Harry piled his plate with food and ate hungrily and when he was finished he left the Great Hall, alone.
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Harry walked towards his common room, his brain still buzzing. 'Why was Snape so angry with me? What had he been about to say? Why did he look so horrified about what he'd said to me?' Something was going on and Harry didn't think he wanted to know just what it was.
"Harry, wait!"
Harry jumped and spun around. Hermione and Ron were running to catch up with him.
"Harry what's wrong?" Hermione asked when they had reached Harry.
"Yeah, Harry, what's wrong? You could have waited for us, I'm wrecked after running after you but Hermione insisted and we all must do exactly what Hermione says. Ow!" Ron stopped mimicking Hermione because she had just elbowed him very hard, in the ribs.
"What was that for?" Ron said angrily.
"Stop mocking me!" Hermione said haughtily.
"Is that all?! You could have just said instead of trying to cave my poor stomach in! Hermione for a girl, you're. you're. you're such a boy!"
"For a girl?!" Hermione screeched angrily. "I'm a boy? RON! I could hex you! You are sooo."
Harry could help himself. He just began to laugh and laugh. He clutched his stomach and bent double. Whenever Hermione and Ron started on one of their famous "fights" it was enough to cheer Harry up even in the direst of situations.
Ron and Hermione forgot their fight and turned to Harry. They all looked at each other and the three of them began to laugh hysterically for no reason at all.
"Potter, Granger and Weasley. The Three Musketeers, The Three Stooges, The Three 'Graces', the three Gryffindors who are blocking up my HALLWAY!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione turned to face an angry and very sarcastic Snape who had bellowed his last word to get their attention.
"What, may I ask," he began sarcastically, "are you three doing laughing in my hallway?"
Snape said 'laughing' as if it was a dirty word. Harry became very angry. Snape had threatened him, bellowed at him and now he was being sarcastic to him and his two best friends? Harry couldn't take it. Suddenly everything but finding Remus seemed very unimportant. That uncomfortable Potions class now seemed a long way away to Harry. Harry snapped.
"WE WERE LAUGHING BECAUSE WE'RE HAPPY!" Harry bellowed. "OBIVOUSLY YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND BECAUSE HAPPY IS SOMETHING YOU'VE NEVER BEEN! AND THIS ISN'T YOUR HALLWAY, IT'S DUMBLEDORE'S!"
Harry gave Snape one last withering look and then turned and walked angrily towards the Gryffindor common room.
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Harry entered the common room and sat in his usual seat beside the fire. There weren't much people there so Harry could calm down in peace. He hoped Hermione and Ron wouldn't be angry with him when they came in.
Harry sank further into the comfortable chair fuming about Snape. 'How dare he! He had no right to undermine me! He.'
Harry looked up. Hermione and Ron had just walked into the common room.
Ron looked around and saw Harry sitting in their usual spot. He nudged Hermione and they both walked towards Harry. And then Harry was shocked to see a smile forming on Ron's face.
"Harry! That was bloody brilliant!" Ron said, tousling Harry's hair.
"And stupid." Added Hermione, who had a look of shock upon her face.
"Yeah, but brilliant!" said Ron again.
"Yes, and stupid." Hermione said grimacing at Ron.
"But brilliant."
"And stupid."
"But brilliant."
"And stupid."
"But brilliant."
"And stupid."
"But brilliant."
"AND STUPID!" Hermione bellowed.
"BUT BRILLIANT!" Ron bellowed louder.
"AND."
"Wait!" Harry shouted above the din they were making. "Why aren't you mad at me? What happened?"
Ron and Hermione realised they had questions to answer and the few people that were in the common room were staring at them as if they had five heads between them, so Ron and Hermione gave each other one last glare and sat down opposite Harry.
"It was brilliant, Harry!" Ron began but Hermione interrupted him.
"But stupid."
"Please don't start that again." Harry said. "Get on with the story!"
"Oh, yeah, sorry," said Ron, "somebody interrupted me." Hermione was about to say something but Harry gave her a warning look and Ron continued.
"As I was saying." Hermione rolled her eyes. "When you walked away Snape just stared at you. He looked really weird. Like he was sad or something. I expected him to shout at you, Harry, but he just stood there gaping. I thought Snape would rip our heads off because of you but he just muttered to himself and then he walked away."
"What did he say?" asked Harry.
"He said, "hot headed, just like his father." Then he sort of smiled." Ron finished.
"He smirked, Ron." Hermione cut in.
"Whatever, I don't." Ron was about to say something more but Harry interrupted. "I HATE HIM! HOW DARE HE TALK ABOUT MY FATHER! I."
"Harry! Ssh!" Ron and Hermione hissed. The remaining people in the common room were staring at them again.
"I DON'T CARE!" Harry shouted. "I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!"
Harry jumped up from his seat and stormed towards his dormitory to bed.
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Harry took his seat in the Great Hall surrounded by stares. Everyone wondered why Harry Potter had just come in with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape of all people. But Harry kept his head down and didn't meet any of the staring faces. He had serious problems to think about. Harry took a seat at the opposite end of the table from Ron and Hermione. They were both motioning for him to come and sit beside them but he didn't feel like talking to them right away. Harry piled his plate with food and ate hungrily and when he was finished he left the Great Hall, alone.
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Harry walked towards his common room, his brain still buzzing. 'Why was Snape so angry with me? What had he been about to say? Why did he look so horrified about what he'd said to me?' Something was going on and Harry didn't think he wanted to know just what it was.
"Harry, wait!"
Harry jumped and spun around. Hermione and Ron were running to catch up with him.
"Harry what's wrong?" Hermione asked when they had reached Harry.
"Yeah, Harry, what's wrong? You could have waited for us, I'm wrecked after running after you but Hermione insisted and we all must do exactly what Hermione says. Ow!" Ron stopped mimicking Hermione because she had just elbowed him very hard, in the ribs.
"What was that for?" Ron said angrily.
"Stop mocking me!" Hermione said haughtily.
"Is that all?! You could have just said instead of trying to cave my poor stomach in! Hermione for a girl, you're. you're. you're such a boy!"
"For a girl?!" Hermione screeched angrily. "I'm a boy? RON! I could hex you! You are sooo."
Harry could help himself. He just began to laugh and laugh. He clutched his stomach and bent double. Whenever Hermione and Ron started on one of their famous "fights" it was enough to cheer Harry up even in the direst of situations.
Ron and Hermione forgot their fight and turned to Harry. They all looked at each other and the three of them began to laugh hysterically for no reason at all.
"Potter, Granger and Weasley. The Three Musketeers, The Three Stooges, The Three 'Graces', the three Gryffindors who are blocking up my HALLWAY!"
Harry, Ron and Hermione turned to face an angry and very sarcastic Snape who had bellowed his last word to get their attention.
"What, may I ask," he began sarcastically, "are you three doing laughing in my hallway?"
Snape said 'laughing' as if it was a dirty word. Harry became very angry. Snape had threatened him, bellowed at him and now he was being sarcastic to him and his two best friends? Harry couldn't take it. Suddenly everything but finding Remus seemed very unimportant. That uncomfortable Potions class now seemed a long way away to Harry. Harry snapped.
"WE WERE LAUGHING BECAUSE WE'RE HAPPY!" Harry bellowed. "OBIVOUSLY YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND BECAUSE HAPPY IS SOMETHING YOU'VE NEVER BEEN! AND THIS ISN'T YOUR HALLWAY, IT'S DUMBLEDORE'S!"
Harry gave Snape one last withering look and then turned and walked angrily towards the Gryffindor common room.
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Harry entered the common room and sat in his usual seat beside the fire. There weren't much people there so Harry could calm down in peace. He hoped Hermione and Ron wouldn't be angry with him when they came in.
Harry sank further into the comfortable chair fuming about Snape. 'How dare he! He had no right to undermine me! He.'
Harry looked up. Hermione and Ron had just walked into the common room.
Ron looked around and saw Harry sitting in their usual spot. He nudged Hermione and they both walked towards Harry. And then Harry was shocked to see a smile forming on Ron's face.
"Harry! That was bloody brilliant!" Ron said, tousling Harry's hair.
"And stupid." Added Hermione, who had a look of shock upon her face.
"Yeah, but brilliant!" said Ron again.
"Yes, and stupid." Hermione said grimacing at Ron.
"But brilliant."
"And stupid."
"But brilliant."
"And stupid."
"But brilliant."
"And stupid."
"But brilliant."
"AND STUPID!" Hermione bellowed.
"BUT BRILLIANT!" Ron bellowed louder.
"AND."
"Wait!" Harry shouted above the din they were making. "Why aren't you mad at me? What happened?"
Ron and Hermione realised they had questions to answer and the few people that were in the common room were staring at them as if they had five heads between them, so Ron and Hermione gave each other one last glare and sat down opposite Harry.
"It was brilliant, Harry!" Ron began but Hermione interrupted him.
"But stupid."
"Please don't start that again." Harry said. "Get on with the story!"
"Oh, yeah, sorry," said Ron, "somebody interrupted me." Hermione was about to say something but Harry gave her a warning look and Ron continued.
"As I was saying." Hermione rolled her eyes. "When you walked away Snape just stared at you. He looked really weird. Like he was sad or something. I expected him to shout at you, Harry, but he just stood there gaping. I thought Snape would rip our heads off because of you but he just muttered to himself and then he walked away."
"What did he say?" asked Harry.
"He said, "hot headed, just like his father." Then he sort of smiled." Ron finished.
"He smirked, Ron." Hermione cut in.
"Whatever, I don't." Ron was about to say something more but Harry interrupted. "I HATE HIM! HOW DARE HE TALK ABOUT MY FATHER! I."
"Harry! Ssh!" Ron and Hermione hissed. The remaining people in the common room were staring at them again.
"I DON'T CARE!" Harry shouted. "I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!"
Harry jumped up from his seat and stormed towards his dormitory to bed.
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