Side note: It is mid May. Also, the more comments you write the quicker the updates :)

Harry stared, slightly afraid of what it would say. Ron carefully opened the envelope, holding it as far away from himself as possible.

Ronald Weasley! How dare you treat Harry that way! Your best friend for years! You stuck with him through the war and Voldemort but you can't stick with him over something he cannot control?! That is not the kind of person your father and I raised you to be! I am ashamed of the way you have acted young man. You better straighten out your attitude or you won't like the consequences. I don't care how old you are. And you better tell Hermione that too! The both of you! Acting so atrociously with all that he has done for you! It is Inexcusable.

The letter exploded, the hall silent. Harry was bright red as all eyes looked from him to Ron. He wished he hadn't been here to hear the letter. Harry jumped when he felt a hand on his arm. He turned, wide eyed to Daddy.

"How would you like to handle this, Harry?" Daddy asked, concerned that Harry was now white as a ghost and mute.

Harry shrugged his shoulders waiting for the bomb to drop. He looked to Ron and watched as his face got redder and redder, he was talking angrily with Hermione who didn't look to be too happy herself. Most of the hall had gone back to eating at this point now that the fun was seemingly over.

Harry looked down the staff table curious what the teachers thought. Most were talking to their neighbors quietly, while Professor Skeeter was looking at Ron intently and shaking his head.

Harry turned to Daddy, "We go now?"

"Sure, dove we can go through the teachers entrance." Daddy quickly wiped his face with a napkin and unbuckled him. He picked him up and gave him his dummy which Harry promptly stuck in his mouth. He loved his dummy. Daddy carried him through the teachers entrance and down the few stone steps and into the main hallway again. Harry felt relieved that they didn't need to pass Ron or Hermione. He was scared that they would hate him more now.

Harry tried to keep himself calm, but his breathing kept quickening, his heart thudding in his chest. Ron forsure hated him now! Who wouldn't after getting a letter like that? In front of everyone in the school no less?

Tears fell before he could stop them, he hid his face in Daddy's shoulder. He didn't know where Daddy was walking he only cared that he didn't see Ron.

He felt cold air hit him and he looked up, they were outside. The sun had gone down, it was cool out. Usually Daddy would make him bundle up, claiming that 'May was too cold for little boys to be in t shirts' but he didn't seem to mind so much right now.

Daddy led him over to the lake. He stood in front of it standing in such a way that both he and Harry had a view of the calm water. Daddy was quiet as he rubbed a soothing arm on his back while Harry cried. Daddy really knew just what he needed. Harry watched the small waves lap at the shore, occasionally a tentacle would break the surface waving around lazily before diving back in.

They stayed that way for a while, Daddy silent as Harry cried himself out.

"How are you feeling?" he asked Harry quietly, his voice ringing out in the silent night.

"Not good Daddy, Harry sad,"

"I know baby boy, did that letter make you sad or Mr. Weasley's reaction?"

"Bof' Daddy, da letter wasn't so nice,"

"Well I think he deserved it with the way he treated you, too be honest," Daddy said, indignantly.

"Maybe,"

"You don't have too agree with Daddy, dove you can have your own thoughts and opinions," Daddy said giving him a kiss on the nose causing a peal of laughter from Harry.

Harry nodded. "Love you Daddy," he said quietly.

"I love you too Harry,"