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Chapter Three:
Harry had just finished saying everything that he's wanted to say for two months to the two people sitting with him. Harry could feel a weight lift off of him as he breathed after the tirade he just went through.
Harry looked to Ron who was sitting in the seat opposite him in total shock. Harry knew that the things he said were mean, vindictive, arrogant, and evil…but they were all true. As much as the raven-haired boy hated to admit it, he had wasted a good amount of years on these people here. The things that he knew know was contributing to his decisions he was making and starting to carry out now. No longer caring for his so called friends reactions anymore, Harry turned towards the window once again and watched the storm that was bringing him more solace than any of those muggle loving fools ever had.
Hermione's outer appearance told of silent contemplation of what to do with the new predicament, but really she was seething with anger at the way her plans were being foiled.
Since the summer time when Ron and her had started showing a trait of leadership that even Harry, with all of his good genes, fame and fortune, didn't seem have in him. This is one of the reasons that Hermione was drawn to Harry. She thought that through being a woman, smart, and trust worthy she could get in good with the boy who lived.
A twist desire had went through her body when she thought of all the differences she could make in the world through befriending the one who had most of the power in the Wizarding world (but didn't know it). This being one of her more thought out plans, and harder to play out, Hermione was thoroughly fucking pissed off.
'What am I going to do she thought. Everything is coming down around me. How could he do this to me? I don't care if he wants to stop being our friend. I don't care if he wants to live his own live. He will live the life I set for him. I will not leave him alone.' Hermione's eyes began to turn an iridescent red as the anger she felt in her thoughts began to affect her outer appearance.
'This is fine; he'll have the time he needs to get his priorities straight. Once he does things will be back to normal.' Hermione squeezed her fingers tight, and slightly fisted her skirt, 'If he doesn't then I will just have to show him what it means to mess with Hermione Granger.'
Harry noticed the difference in Hermione's eyes and the fists she tried to conceal. The anger he could feel twisting in the air contradicted the calm façade that had come over the Gryffindor and the dumbstruck look the red head was giving him.
'I'll give them a few moments, then I know the funk will hit the fan, and I'll just have to give them a taste of exactly what I've been learning over the summer.' Harry thought with a smirk.
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