Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

A/N: I apologize in advance for any inaccuracies. This chapter contains lame humor. Also, as you can tell, I've lost my direction! Poohie.

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After several more repeated attempts, and a new save right before entering the entrance of the great hall, Harry finally managed to get past the dratted breakfast. He brushed off Malfoy when he came, and succeeded in goading Malfoy into attacking him again. However, instead of traveling again, Harry simply waited the stun out, and in an eerily similar manner when compared with Snape, McGonagall shouted at the culprit.

"MR MALFOY! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS! 20 POINTS FROM SLYTHERIN FOR CURSING A FELLOW STUDENT!"

Needless to say, Snape purpled, but he couldn't really do anything because Malfoy had cursed Harry.

But he did do something very annoying. "15 points to Slytherin for the demonstration of an advanced disabling spell. Good work on the spell, Draco."

McGonagall fumed, but couldn't really do anything because the spell was rather advanced for a first year. Instead, she made her way towards Harry and cast a quick enervate on him before angrily, yet still graciously, leaving the great hall.

And with that, Harry survived his first morning with his powers.

But he did have an unbearably full stomach, so he excused himself as the group made their way out of the great hall and made his way to the toilet.

"Ouch!" Thought Harry.

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Harry took his own sweet time in the toilet, which unfortunately led to him being late for his first lesson. And what might his first lesson be?

Why Potions, of course!

Harry slammed the door open as he came into the dungeon, and strolled in seemingly without a care in the world. Snape's face, which was already a most unnatural color after seeing his house get 20 points shaved off, turned even more unnatural, if that was even possible. As Harry strolled by, he waved at Snape and said, "Good morning, professor!" For some reason, Harry was feeling particularly nice towards the snake today.

Snape snapped. "100 POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR FOR YOUR INSOLENCE! AN ADDITIONAL 50 POINTS FOR BEING LATE! AND NOW GET TO YOUR SEAT BEFORE I FORCEFULLY TAKE YOU TO YOUR SEAT!

Harry simple strolled by. He had made a save before he had entered the classroom, so he didn't really care about the points. He'll repeat the scenario later on, after he had had his fun.

Harry sauntered over to the desk occupied by Ron and Hermione, which was near the end of the classroom. Harry took his own sweet time making his way across the dungeon, pausing to look into the cauldron of Malfoy, before declaring, "This is CRAP!" and "accidentally" sneezed in the direction of the cauldron, sending snot flying into it. Snape yelled. So loud that up in the headmaster's office Dumbledore paused, before musing, "Ah, looks like young Mr. Potter has indeed inherited his father's ability," before popping another lemon drop into his mouth.

"HARRY POTTER! DETENTION TONIGHT! EVERY NIGHT! FROM TONIGHT TILL THEN END OF THE YEAR! WITH ME! IN THE DUNGEONS! YEAH!"

Nearly everyone sweat dropped.

Harry smiled condescendingly. "Well, I'm afraid that you'll have to fight with Madam Pince for my time then. I already have detention for sneaking into the library last night."

Whispers broke out. What could Harry Potter have been doing in the library at night? Harry didn't have any problem letting the people know, since they'll soon not know the thing anyway. Ron leaned over. "Bloody hell mate, did you really have to let them know whaddya up to?"

"No worries Ron, everything will work out in the end!"

Ron sweat dropped again.

Snape, meanwhile, was ready to burst. His face was completely purple, which either meant he was oxygen deprived or he was having a heart attack. Either way, it wasn't very healthy for a middle aged man to exert himself like this, wizard or not.

"YOU… YOU… YOU… YOU BOY!"

Harry smiled, his eyes turning into little curves. "Interesting observation! And good job on the imitation of my uncle Vernon, you've even got the color down pat! People, this man deserves an award!"

By now, everyone was absolutely flabbergasted at Harry's behavior. Hermione and Ron were both doing remarkable imitations of goldfishes. Harry smiled again. He had been planning to travel back anyway, because the toilet break was unexpected, but he decided that he should have some fun before he traveled. After all, he had an eternity to act seriously…

"Eternity…" wondered Harry, but he quickly shoved the thought to the back of his mind.

Snape cursed him. Before, Snape's wand had already been alternating between being pointed at Harry and being pointed at the floor. Most probably, Snape was trying to control his impulse to curse Harry, but Harry had pushed him beyond the edge, further off than anywhere the coyote had gone, and that was saying something.

As he flew through the air Harry idly wondered if he could use this to kick Snape out of the school. He briefly considered this, before deciding that he'll pursue this line of thought later. As his head slammed into the wall and the menu came up, Harry decided to save this moment.

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Save?

Load?

Turn off menu?

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"Well, I'll save. Maybe I'll be able to get him kicked out for attacking a student. But for now, I want to continue with my life, I think."

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Save.

Do you want to save your progress? Yes/No

Yes.

Saving… progress saved.

Save?

Load?

Turn off menu?

Load.

You currently have five save file/s

1) Bed (Night)

2) Bed (Morning)

3) Great Hall

4) DUNGEONS! DUN DUN DUN!

5) OUCH! (Head connected with wall)

Load 3. Well, I was late for the class already. And now I won't have a stomachache. Maybe.

Loading… file loaded.

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Harry appeared right outside the great hall, and as he prepared to eat his breakfast for somewhere near the fiftieth time, Harry groaned as he realized that he had to go through Malfoy and his cronies all over again.

"Shit," summed it all up.