A/N: So here's the next chapter. The next update my take a while because I'm visiting Dublin for a week. Also, I might edit the story, because the chapters are really, really short.
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Later that evening Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room. When he entered, everyone stopped in their tracks and stared at him.
Harry raised an eyebrow, he was pretty sure that he had smoothed out his clothing before he had dressed himself again. When some started clapping, he was reminded of his prank earlier that day. Quite an ingenious piece of work, he had to admit to himself. He smirked and made his way to his friends who were sitting at the fire.
As soon as he sat down, Hermione scolded at him. "Really Harry. Was that necessary? Snape was on our side. You really shouldn't agonize him so much!"
Harry laughed. And laughed. "You…. You think I'm doing this to agonize him!" He was clutching his sides by now. "Oh Hermione, thank you, I've not laughed like this for a long time."
Hermione glared at Harry who was still laughing hard.
Ron scrunched up his face. "Well mate, he was pretty angry with you…"
Harry smirked again. "Believe me, he wasn't angry when I left him."
Hermione frowned. She did that a lot lately. Did she know that she would get wrinkles, when she did that too often?
"Oh come on guys, loosen up. Voldemort is dead. It's time to live and let go of the past." "Well you seem to know how to do that?" huffed the brown-haired witch. "What's your problem?" Harry became serious. "Are you angry with me because I don't seem to be much of a role model?" Hermione glared. "Hermione-dearest, I don't have to be a role-model, because I'm not Head Boy. You should rather criticise Ron."
Now it was Ron's turn to glare. At least for a short time.
Hermione tried it again, this time with her I-am-right-expression. "Harry, you are the Boy-who-lived, the Chosen One. You can't deny, that that does not bring responsibilities with it. The wizarding world looks up to you, as their leader. They need you."
"No,
they do not." Harry's facial expression turned hard and cold.
"They have no right to need me. And you have no right to accuse me
of being irresponsible and immature." Hermione tried to interrupt
him but he raised his hand to stop her. "You weren't there.
Nobody but Snape was. So you have no right to dictate me anything.
And it's not as if you know a lot of politics and Ron doesn't
either. So you better leave me alone in my decisions."
"Harry!"
Hermione had stood up with a stern expression, as if to scold a child
because it had made a mess. "You just wait", she sad with a
foreboding expression, "until Snape tells you to act like a
role-model! Mark my words."
"You say 'Snape' like it is a bad
word." The black-haired young man nearly whispered. Then his
expression turned malicious. "Besides, Severus thinks
exactly the same!" With that he spun on his heel and walked out of
the common room again.
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"Ah, you returned earlier than I anticipated." Said a deep voice, marked with dry humour a few minutes later in the dungeons.
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