And hello to Chapter 4! Man I am on a freaking roll with this story! X3 May ya'll like this one and I hope the last chapter cleared up some of ya'll questions XP And this will be a good one, I can tell. XD May you please vote on the new name for this story! XP And here is the Disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I do NOT OWN anything in this story, except for Kathy XP. May ya'll enjoy!

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Ron and Hermione were sitting at the Gryffindor Table, eating breakfast. Harry was still in the tower, asleep according to Ron. All conversation was stopped when Padfoot came running into the Great Hall with a piece of cloth in his mouth. Ron blinked and began to laugh. Hermione looked at the redhead, "Ron? Why are you laughing?" Ron chortled, "That's Harry's shirt." Hermione's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates before she began to laugh as well. People were confused until Harry burst into the Hall. He was only wearing his pants and looked pissed.

"PADFOOT! GIVE ME MY SHIRT!" The large dog got onto his front forelegs, tail wagging. "Padfoot, I am in no mood to play! GIVE IT NOW!" Padfoot turned and ran, Harry tearing after him. Many students began to laugh, mostly the Slytherins and some of the Gryffindors. Harry soon caught up to his dog and managed, somehow, to get his shirt back. When he held it up, it was ripped and covered in dog slobber. Harry gave the black dog a death glare before stomping to the Gryffindor Tower. "You are so sleeping outside tonight!" he yelled at his dog on his way out.

Padfoot just gave a dog version of a laugh before going to beg scraps from the tables. At the Head Table, Severus tried to hold in his laughter, unlike Remus who was on the floor. The Potions Master looked at the laughing werewolf. "Will you live?" Remus chuckled before sitting up and back into his chair. "Yeah. Whew I needed that." Severus rolled his eyes before going back to his breakfast...

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It was Potions and Harry and Ron had the sad excuse to work with Draco Malfoy. The blonde git was going on and on how he almost lost his life to the mad hippogriff known as Buckbeak. Harry, having growing angry with each word coming out of the blond's mouth, finally said, "Malfoy! You have two feet and a heartbeat meaning you are ALIVE! So, for the love of FUCKING Jesus Christ, SHUT UP!" Silence fell onto the class like a blanket. Even Severus was shocked at the out burst.

Malfoy, growing slightly red, snapped back, "Just because I'm alive, unlike your Mudblood Slut of a mother-" He didn't get to finish his thought for Harry's anger snapped. Snape grabbed the nearest student and protected them with his cloak. All things glass in the classroom exploded and all the cauldron fires expanded so that all the students ran behind Snape's desk. Severus looked over his shoulder to see Ron and Hermione trying to calm Harry down. Which, Snape noticed, looked like he was on warpath. Malfoy was held up against a wall, most of the knives in the classroom were hovering in front of the Malfoy Heir.

"TAKE IT BACK!" Harry roared, in a voice that sounded like it had many voices speaking. To tell the truth, it scared the ever loving shit out of most of the class, including Snape but he would never tell. Snape went to go talk to the boy but was blasted back with a blast of magic induced wind. Hermione yelled out, "Draco! APOLIGIZE! NOW!" Draco, seeing that his life was in the balance, cried out, "I'M SORRY!" The enraged Harry calmed down enough for Ron to get him into another room, leaving a terrified class and a very pissed Snape. The spy looked at the last of the Golden Trio, who was quietly trying to clean up.

"Miss Granger, may I ask what the bloody hell was that?" The bushy haired girl didn't pause in her work. "Harry gets angry when someone insults his mother. He was in a foul mood to begin with but with Malfoy's taunting and saying how he almost died, which Harry has done on numerous occasions," she directed a death glare to the frozen teen before continuing, "So. Harry just snapped. Its happened before." Snape rose an eyebrow. "Before?" "Yes. It happened to several students and his Aunt Marge. It drives harry up the wall when people disrespect the dead and especially his mother." The Potions Master sighed and, with quick movements of his wand, has the room back to normal.

Once that was done, he looked to his godson. "Oh and Draco, 50 points for disrespecting the dead and another 50 points for saying that vulgar word in my presence. Also detention for 3 weeks." Draco's jaw dropped. "50 points for saying slut?" Severus sneered, "Not that word you dunderhead. The other one, and if you dare repeat it I will not hesitate to send you to McGonagall." This got the Slytherins confused while the Gryffindors shivered in fear. One Slytherin asked Seamus, "Why McGonagall?" The Irishman shuddered. "Professor McGonagall loathes that word like how Angels hate Demons. Hell the Gryffindor/Slytherin Rivalry PALES to how much she hates that word. And she will not show mercy to those who utter it."

This caused the Slytherins to go wide eyed before they heard a soft boom from another dungeon. Dean looked at Hermione, who sighed. "And that would be Harry letting it all out." Another boom shook their class. Snape looked at her with slight worry. "What about Weasley?" Hermione laughed, "Oh he will be here in about 3-2-1-" True to her word, Ron came screeching in and slammed the door behind him. "Rom panted, "Don't-go-there Wheeze if you wish to live." Everyone stared at him and went back to their work...

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Defense Against the Dark Arts was tense, to say the least. Remus didn't understand why his students were giving Harry a wide berth, like he was a ticking time bomb about to go off. They were in the Staff Room and what shocked the werewolf was that Padfoot was laying at Severus' feet, gnawing at a bone. Snape soon left with his usual sweep of his cloak, leaving Padfoot behind. The animagus watched the class, barking in joy whenever someone would do well against the boggart. Hell the Marauder in disguise nearly died of laughter at Neville's boggart. Snape in drag was hilarious.

When it was Harry's turn, Remus fixed it so that old Voldie didn't come out to play. The class soon finished and everyone left, feeling better. Harry left, Padfoot at his side...

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Dinner was an eventful time. All the Slytherins were ignoring Malfoy and eying the Gryffindor Table with caution while the Gryffindors were all eying Harry the same way: a bomb about to go off. Word spread around the school that Malfoy had pissed Harry off so bad that he was going to explode with magic. Padfoot's fur was standing up on end from the magic that was crackling around Harry like electricity. The Boy-Who-Lived would glare at anyone and when Pansy Parkinson laughed, "Hey Potter! What do you think of the color Brown? Goes well with your mother's blood right?" That made all sharp utensils in the Great Hall shoot towards the girl. With some quick spell work from the Head Table, the utensils didn't touch her. But it was enough for everyone to see that Harry was about to explode.

To say the least, McGonagall looked at the Slytherin Table with a glare that actually made some of them wonder if they were going to die. Padfoot growled and tried to clam his master down but nothing seemed to work. Ron and Hermione soon looked to the Twins to see if they could do anything. Fred and George soon got Harry to lighten up but turning both Padfoot and Severus' hair/fur neon green. Everyone in the hall laughed as they, the Twins, dodged jinxes and bites from Padfoot and a very pissed of Snape...

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Yeah end of Chapter. I know it's short but I hit MAJOR writer's block with this chapter and am trying to figure out how to get rid of it But this is all for now XP Review to your heart's content XD