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Urge to Kill:

Harry picked at his breakfast with his spoon. Hermione and Ron sat bickering over their new schedules and Ginny watched Harry with her head slightly cocked. She knew something was bothering Harry, even if Hermione and Ron didn't notice.

"Harry, you know why I was arguing with my mum and dad the other day?" She asked, trying to form some sort of conversation.

"Huh?" Harry looked up and blinked rapidly.

"Yea, they thought my boyfriend wasn't good enough for me." Ginny sighed heavily, "Can you believe that . . . Harry?!" Ginny appeared offended as Harry's eyes drifted toward the teacher's table. "Harry?!"

Harry jumped slightly, "What, Ginny?"

"I was talking!" Ginny snapped with a frown.

"You were?" Harry seemed confused and then his eyes widened, "Oh yea . . . What was it about?"

Ginny sighed, "Never mind."

Harry nodded and turned to stare at Sara sitting at the table. She ate her food quietly as a few of the teachers seemed to be cautious of Sara. Snape, of course, was giving Sara a dirty eye and Harry rolled his eyes. Why couldn't he just give it up? He was never going to receive that position.

Angelina suddenly walked up behind Harry and Ron, "Harry, Ron!"

Both Ron and Harry jumped right out of their chairs, as neither was paying much attention. "Yes?" They replied in unison.

"Quidditch practice is tomorrow. Four in the morning. I want you all there!" Angelina added at Ron and Harry's surprised eyes. "Yes, it's early, but we need the practice. Already we're late into the practices."

Ron blushed suddenly, "Are you sure you want me back?"

"What are you talking about, Ron?" Angelina frowned and before Ron could open her mouth, she said, "Just show up. You're on the team, Ron!" Angelina marched off.

"She must have woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Harry said with a grin.

Ron laughed and Hermione rolled her eyes, "She's just stressed because the practices are always canceled due to silly stuff."

Harry glared at her, "Giants attacking a train is silly?! Everyone could have been killed! And last year, was it my fault that they got canceled! I couldn't help it if that crazy witch Umbridge wanted to rip apart my hands in detention!"

Hermione shut-up and Ron patted her on the back, "It's alright. Harry, she didn't mean it."

Harry stood up and walked off, feeling rather flushed and angry. Hermione stared after him feeling hurt, "I didn't mean it, Ron."

Ron stood quickly and ran off after Harry. He wasn't going to let him yell at them all this year like he did last year. "Harry!" He reached Harry and grabbed him by the shoulder, spinning him around. Harry's eyes widened, but then lowered as he stared at Ron.

"What?!" Harry hissed.

"Look, quit your overreacting and stop that bloody yelling of yours! We're sick of it. We haven't done anything wrong and all you do if snap at us! So stop!" Ron growled at him.

Harry looked at Ron blankly. He couldn't take this. He didn't want this. He would rather crawl in a corner and rot. All he wanted was for Sirius to be back. Nothing more . . . He would give anything.

"HARRY!" Ron yelled sharply, "Are you even listening?"

"Um . . . What?" Harry said.

Ron's eyes lowered, "At least I listen when you yell at me! You know, if you're going to just keep that attitude. Maybe it would be better if you weren't here!" Ron yelled loudly at him just as Hermione walked out of the cafeteria. Hermione gasped and Harry stood stock still, his whole body going numb. This was his best friend and even he wanted Harry to disappear.

"You know what? Fine then!" Harry growled and turned on his heel, marching away.

Hermione ran over to Ron, "Ron! Why did you say that?!" Hermione's eyes almost filled with tears.

Ron bit his lip, "I don't . . . well, know."

Hermione watched as Harry disappeared behind the corner, "I'm going after him. He's going to do something stupid and I'm not going to let him." Hermione rushed off after Harry and Ron turned to see Ginny staring blankly at him.

"Ron, I know how hard it is, but please try not to yell at him." Ginny said solemnly.

Ron only grew more angry, "So, it's all my fault?!"

"No, Ron. You have reason to be angry, but I'm just worried about Harry." Ginny frowned and tilted her head, thinking.

"What do you mean?" Ron asked. "Well, I know it's hard, but why are you so worried?"

"I just have a feeling. He's not doing alright. I mean . . . first his parents and then Sirius. It must be really hard." Ginny turned to the clock as it chimed, "I have to go. Class is starting." Ginny walked away and looped her arm with a boy's arm as he greeted her.

Ron's mouth remained agape. Harry wouldn't do anything that drastic, would he? He wouldn't actually think Ron wanted him to leave? Ron's eyes widened and he took off down the corridor, trying desperately to find Hermione and Harry.

Hermione found Harry sitting in one of the plushy chairs in front of the fireplace. "Harry?"

"Yea?" Harry said quietly.

Hermione kneeled down to meet Harry's eyes, "Look, he didn't mean it, Harry. He was just stressed, alright. You're okay, right?"

Harry sighed, but nodded slowly, "Yea, I'm just bloody peachy."

Hermione appeared distressed, "Harry, don't say that. Come on, we need to get to class, please?"

Harry rolled his eyes, but stood up, "I guess . . ." Before he could finish, Ron burst through the commons door.

"Harry! I didn't mean it!" Ron seemed frantic and the words stumbled out rapidly. "I'm sorry! I don't want you to leave! I was just angry!"

Harry's eyebrows lowered, "Look, it's alright. Why are you so worked up?"

Ron blinked and looked from Hermione and Harry. He then blushed and rubbed his head, "Oh, nothing."

"Well, let's go before we're late." Harry said.

"Welcome to Defense Against the Dark Arts!" Sara smiled brightly in front of the classroom and the whole class was puzzled at how young she was. "I shall be your next Defense teacher. I know you've had some odd teachers in the past, but I plan to attempt to stay as long as I can." She laughed and stopped shortly as she saw the confused looks. She sighed, "I may be young, but I am still an auror and as I've heard, a pretty good one. So, I want the same respect you give every other teacher around here."

Ron smirked at Harry, "So, we sleep?" Harry shook his head, trying not to smile while avoiding Hermione's dark glances.

"So, for the first class I would like to review what you have learned last year. Would anyone like to share the one defense that will surely ward off Pogrebin?"

Even Hermione appeared stumped. Sara stared blankly around the class as no ones hand raised, "Um . . . Anyone can answer. You can just shout it out if you like." Sara began to grow jittery and her heart raced at the thought that maybe these kids would not listen to her when Harry raised his hand.

Sara smiled widely, "Yes, Harry!"

Harry dropped his hand and every eye turned to him. "Just simple hexes or a simple stupefying charm. But Miss Pariah, we didn't learn last year's curriculum. We had Umbridge teach."

Sara's eyes grew dark, "Umbridge, eh? That witch taught you sweet lads. You poor dears!" The class smiled and seemed to warm up more toward Sara. "She wouldn't know how to teach if she was hit in the head with a teaching guide!" The class laughed and Sara shook her head, "Ok, no more. Now, we're just going to have to do a crash course! We can get it done. We shall start with Vampires. Everyone, wands out and books out!"

The entire class was perfect. Sara taught how to shrink fangs, the places to burn a Vampire, and everything to know. Everyone listened intently and seemed awed by what she had to say. Harry couldn't get over the fact of how beautiful she was and he felt himself blush every time she looked his way.

Ron noticed after awhile and grinned, "Harry, she's pretty, but she's an auror."

Harry blushed even more after that and Hermione shook her head with a sparkle in her eyes.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron headed down to Care of Magical Creatures after their Defense class and Harry was feeling cheerful until he saw who was standing in front of Hagrid's hut. Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle. Harry had managed to stay away from them since he had gotten to Hogwarts, but now he'd have to face the morons.

"Forgot we had doubles." Ron muttered, looking weary.

Malfoy grinned as Harry approached, "Potter, I can't even believe you showed up this year. Now that Voldemort's back. I expected you to be cowering in a corner. Then again, you could always go to the Weasley's. It's small enough."

Ron gritted his teeth and Harry growled, "Shut-up Malfoy! Soon enough your dad will be behind bars. I wouldn't be worried about me."

Malfoy spat on the ground, "I don't think so, Potter." He spat out the name and suddenly a playful laugh erupted from his lips, "Well, I would rather have a father than none at all, wouldn't you?"

Harry's fists clenched and before he could pounce on Malfoy, Ron and Hermione grabbed him. They were both used to this by now.

Hagrid suddenly stepped out from his hut, "'ey, what's goin' on?" Harry stopped and his friends let him go. Malfoy turned to Hagrid and glanced upwards, "I can't believe they're letting a giant teach here after what happened!"

Harry growled lowly as Hagrid turned beat red, "That's none of yer business. Naw, come on! Over 'ere."

The class followed Hagrid a little ways into the Forbidden Forest to a swampy clearing nearby. The Slytherins following Hagrid with less enthusiasm than the Gryffindors. Mouths fell open as they all saw what was floating in the water. Hideous looking horses with long fangs for teeth and bulrushes for its mane swam through the swamp, seeming annoyed with the bridles around their necks.

Hagrid beamed at all of the amazed faces, "Can any of yeh tell me wha' these are?"

Hermione's hand shot up into the air as usual and Hagrid pointed at her, "They're Kelpies. A British and Irish water demon the can take various shapes, though it usually appears as a horse."

Hagrid smiled, "Yeh, it's a Kelpie a'right. These creatures ar' amazing. They 're rendered docile and unthreatin' if yeh only use a Placement Charm tah ring a bridle arou' its neck." . . . . .

Harry arrived in his dorm after dinner, falling onto his bed with a flop. Ron and Hermione went off with Ginny and Neville down to the lake. Harry had chosen to stay behind which caused Hermione to only worry. Harry had to admit though, he hadn't remembered how tiring classes could be. His eyes slowly shut as he yawned and he felt himself drift into a dark sleep.

Once he is dead no one can stop me. The world will tremble under my very hand. A dark laugh erupted out of no where. This will be easy. No one can stop me once I KILL HIM! Let the blood run through your hands. Kill him, now!!!!

Harry groaned and lifted himself from his bed. The night sky shinned through the window and he stood. Without his knowledge, Harry conjured up a knife from the air and it rested in his hand. He moved swiftly through the dorm and out the portrait. As he headed down the corridor, Harry had no idea what he was doing, why he had the knife, or where he was. He only knew one thing. The urge to kill was stronger than his reason.

Author's Note: humming well, I felt like leaving you off there, so I did. Mwhaha, evil laugh, I know. I'm so bad. I don't know when I'll be on next. But my birthday is this Saturday, july 31st, I'm pretty happy I'm going to be 15, yea I know it seems young, but I'm going to be a sophomore this year haha well I want to go to bed its 2 in the morning. Listen, don't live like me. I stay up too late on computer and playing video games. Sometimes when I stand up I black out, so just be careful, alright. Don't deprive yourself of sleep. LOL, buh bye and good night. Disney was awesome! Peter Pan was fucking hot stuff!