Chapter 12: Looking for trouble!
One cold day of December before the Christmas Holidays, Harry crossed Ron in the corridor and decided to have some fun. After all, it was almost Christmas; surely he deserved an early present.
"Hey Weasel!" Harry shouted down the corridor. "I hope your mum doesn't get knocked up again by your pathetic Muggle-loving father! If your mum gets any fatter, surely that crappy house of yours is not going to survive the excess weight, it'll fall apart!"
Ron was quick and was already pointing his wand at Harry's heart before he finished his sentence.
"Take it back Potter" he said quite calmly. His face was red with anger though, and he could hardly contain it.
"Right! What are you gonna do Weasel? The worst you could do to me with that cheap wand of yours is tickle me!" Harry laughed.
"You've gone too far Potter! It's time someone taught you a lesson!" replied Ron.
"Well why don't you!" Harry replied.
The two of them got into the dueling position and were about to start when Ginny jumped in front of Ron, her own wand raised at Harry. Harry unwillingly lowered his.
"You never give up do you Potter?" she said.
"Not until I get what I want, Weasley" he replied in a mischievous tone.
"And what's that?" she asked.
"I wouldn't mind some of that ass of yours!" he said, smiling even broadly.
Ron tried to get passed Ginny to hit Harry but Hermione and his 3 Gryffindor friends were holding him tight. Harry laughed; there was mischief in his eyes, and something else…
"What is going on here!" yelled a familiar voice.
"Everyone looked up to the staircase, where Professor McGonagall was standing. She looked at Ginny who was still in the dueling position and asked:
"Miss Weasley, explain yourself!"
Ginny lowered her wand and said:
"I was just hoping to give Potter a taste of his own medicine Professor." She didn't care that detention was looking at her straight in the eyes!
"Mr. Potter!" she yelled.
Harry snapped out of his thoughts staring at Ginny and looked up at the Professor.
"Yeah?" he asked, rather rudely
"Explain yourself" she added.
"Oh I'm sorry" he said, in a most unconvincing tone. "I was hoping to teach Miss Weasel here a lesson. I'm told she's rather quick on the uptake…" Harry said with a 'you-know-what-I'm-talking-about' tone. He had an evil grin spread over his face.
"Potter I believe you are no stranger to what awaits you. Both of you follow me!"
They looked at each other with utter loathing (well that's what they thought anyways!), and made their way after the Professor.
They sat opposite Professor McGonagall's desk, in her office.
"Potter, when are you going to get a grip on yourself? This is ridiculous! It's been going on for way too long! You have no respect for your fellow students, or your teachers for that matter! I hate to have to say this Mr. Potter but your parents would be ashamed of you!" she was looking in his eyes with fear and determination.
Harry didn't realize he had stood up:
"What the hell do you know about my parents?" He yelled at her. "Why do people keep bringing this up! My parents are dead…." his voice came down to a whisper "lucky for me, I don't know how they would feel!"
Harry made his way to the door, and when he reached the handle and began turning it, he stopped, as McGonagall voice rang once more:
"Potter! You will serve detention this Saturday with Miss Weasley. I will be expecting you in the Owlery at 9pm."
As he walked out, he banged the door behind him. Harry spent the rest of the day in the Room of Requirements, boiling up inside.
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