Again, THANK YOU to all my reviewers you are my best friends and I love you all to pieces! OMG you no how I said I was at a Rehearsal for TAMING OF THE SHREW? Well it turns out the day be for opening night, I have to understudy one of the main rolls, because the theater teacher director dude threw one of the actors out! I had to memorize all her lines in a day AND I DID IT! Yay! Anyway Soooo…

Black Diamond4, I am very sorry. You will get Sirius's reaction in the next chapter.

HarryPotterknoitall, sorry I can't help myself, I did it again in this chapter. Oops?

Now defiantly won't be able to update soon. VaCa next week, which means like no Internet and tests and shit this week. Sorry. I'll have many chapters to post then, thought.

Here is the Temper-tantrums part of the chapter…

Chapter 6.3 Dreams, Cheers, and Temper-Tantrums

With a subtle flick of her wand, Hermione signed the prank just as the first people were beginning to leave the field. This action caused cheers to erupt from the remaining crowd. No doubt some of which would have been loud booing, if not for the little spell, which changed them into loud support of the Gryffindor team.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron were grinning from ear to ear, as they entered the castle. Their grins faded, however, upon seeing a Very Angry and Very Bitter looking Draco Malfoy stalking over to them. They froze.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT, POTTER?" Malfoy screamed. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING SPELLING THE ENTIRE SLYTHERIN CROWD, YOU DAMNED BASTARD?"

"Right, Malfoy, First, there is absolutely no proof that any of us had anything to do with it! Second, Where do you get off calling me a damned bastard, you man-whore?" Harry replied calmly. At this point, everyone within 50 feet of them was backing up slowly, trying not to draw their attention. You could literally feel the tension and power growing. Everyone, except Malfoy, noticed Harry was at least twice powerful as his opponent, maybe even more.

"What did you just call me?"

"I said you are a fucking man-whore! You're also a slimy little git who thinks he's better then everyone else because he's a Malfoy! Well, Draco" Harry rapped the name in scorn and spat it out like some terrible obscenity. "I have got a news flash for you. The Potters are as old and as pureblooded as the Malfoys, and you know what? That doesn't fucking matter to anyone any more! NO ONE FUCKING CARES!"

Malfoy drew his wand (magic wand, you dirty, dirty minded people!) And advanced on Harry. "How dare you! How dare you presume that your family and mine have equal status! How dare you insult me like that! You will pay for that!"

"I am twice as powerful as you, Malfoy. Don't be stupid! If you attack me, I will fight back and there is no way you can beat me!" Harry said. He didn't say it cockily, but merely as a fact, which it was.

"We'll just see about that, Potter" Malfoy sneered. He raised he wand and threw a curse at Harry, hissing, "Impedimenta!"

Harry, throwing up a shield, returned it with a very similar one "Stupefy!" This was followed quickly by, "Expelliarmus!" This did not work on Malfoy, but every other person in the hall who had a wand with them, found their wands flying across the room. Damn, that boy was powerful!

Malfoy hissed and conjured a giant snake. "Tut, Tut, Malfoy. Will you never learn? You've tried that trick on me before! I'm a parsel-tongue! I'm, not afraid of snakes!" Harry waved his wand casually and the snake disappeared. The air pulsed with magic. Everyone in the Hall was holding their breath, including the teachers who had come to see what was going on. They knew not to interrupt a powerful wizard in a duel, especially not one as powerful as Harry Potter!

"Don't try my patience, Potter! I'm not afraid to use the Unforgivables!"

"Learnt them from your father, no doubt." Harry snorted. "Oh, give me a break, Malfoy! Do you really think that can scare me? I've had every one of the Unforgivables used on me more then once, by the most powerful wizards alive! Voldmort, himself, used all three on me at different times. Do you really think that I'm afraid of Draco Malfoy using them on me? If I'm not afraid of your father, why would I be afraid of you?"

"Imperio!" Malfoy shouted, literally shaking with rage.

Harry threw off the curse with ease and shook his head. He sighed and slipped his wand back into his pocket. "Malfoy, you really are an arse-hole! I was saving this ability as a surprise, but oh well." He brought up his hand, in like-claws shape, and thrust them forward. Malfoy was lifted off his feet, by the pure power Harry had thrown at him, and went flying across the Hall. He smashed into the wall and fell, unconscious, to the floor.

Harry brushed his hand off and turned to the teachers. He said in a disgusted voice, "Don't tell the Ministry. He was in a rage. I've been there before and you really have no control."

With that, he turned and headed to the Gryffindor Common Room, shaking his head over the stupidity of Malfoy and his temper-tantrum.