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He couldn't understand what was going on. He was tired and sick all the time, no matter how much sleep he got. Every morning started with him praying to the porcelain God and then he'd stagger off to the great hall where all the smells seemed to make him sick all over again. Harry wanted so badly to write Sirius but he couldn't bring himself to pick up the quill. Harry could feel tears prick behind his eyes as he thought of his once beloved godfather. Sirius was fun loving and overly affectionate. Making jokes and constantly pulling Harry into bone crushing hugs smiling down at him with love in his eyes. At least that's what he use to do. One day after his trip to court Sirius had started hiding up in his room with Buckbeak. He had ignored every attempt that Harry had made to entice the older male from his dark dwelling. While Sirius had gone with everyone to the train station he had been distant with Harry, not making eye contact or putting more than necessary space between the two once he had transformed to send Harry off. On the other hand while transformed as Padfoot, he had kept annoying close to Harry's side. Nearly tripping him multiple times, Padfoot had insisted on licking his fingers whenever Harry let them dangle in one place to long. Not to mention the over protective and aggressive behavior he displayed towards others on the platform. When Lee had bounded over to hug Harry Padfoot nearly took off the boy's hand. Harry couldn't understand it. Once Harry wouldn't have hesitated to write and beg Sirius for help, but after the events that summer Harry couldn't bring himself to do it. Shaking his head he pushed down the desire to crawl back in bed and dragged his tired body to potions.

Harry could feel the heat of Snape's glare as soon as he sat down. He shifted uneasily and tried to shrink down into his seat to avoid it. Ron came and plopped down on his left and Hermione gently sat on the chair to his right. The two kept sending glances his way when they thought he wasn't looking. Ron had told Hermione about him not feeling well and it had sent the girl into mother hen mode. Ron surprisingly had become overprotective to extreme. Yesterday he had actually tired to carry Harry up and down the stairs. Harry tilted his head maybe there was something in the water that was causing everyone to insane. Or a curse maybe, yeah that seemed far more likely. Yep definitely a curse. As Harry worked on his potion he tried to ignore the overwhelming feeling of dread that came to him every time Snape stalked past him. The uneasy feeling every time he paused behind him made him shiver. At the end of class everyone stood by the cauldrons waiting for the hammer to drop. Snape snarled at all of them looking down at their potions in disgust. Finally the dark man stood in front of Harry.

"And what pray tell is this Mr. Potter?" Snape asked a voice that was almost a low purr.

"A potion, sir," Harry ground out.

"Really and here I thought I was looking a cauldron full of mud," Snape said in mock surprise.

"Honestly Mr. Potter can you do nothing right? But of course the Chosen One is far to good to put any actually effort in to anything. Thinking you can just skate by on your name alone, just like your father. Of course it could be the fact you lack any measureable brain power. Is that it Potter are you simply walking around brain dead like that miserable mutt of a god…"

"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU MISERABLE OLD BAT!" everyone froze eye's wide.

"YOU KNOW IT WOULD BE A HELL OF A LOT EASIER TO WORK ON MY STUPID POTION IF YOU DIDN'T STALK AROUND THE ROOM LIKE A FREAKEN ASSHOLE. I MEAN REALLY IS IT SO HARD TO JUST SIT AT YOUR DESK AND NOT GLARE AT ANYTHING THAT HAS A PLUSE? AND HONESTLY GROW THE FUCK UP MY FATHER ISN'T HERE! I NEVER KNEW HIM! IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH HIM GO YELL AT HIS GRAVE BUT LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!"

Harry stood there hand clenched at his side, fury written on his normally smiling face. Spit was flying from his mouth as he continued to scream and dazed, and slightly terrified Snape. The class stared in awe as Harry gave the feared potion master a dressing down. Draco sat at his desk pale as a ghost as he took in the image Potter made. Then suddenly he froze and his face went blank. Every waited with baited breath for the explosion, what they weren't expecting was for Harry to start sobbing uncontrollably. The class blinked in surprise as Harry babbled incoherently to Snape as tears feel down his face. Ron looked at the boy in understanding as Hermione watched on in confusion and fear. Sighing Ron stood and wrapped an arm around his friend. Gently he lifted him up and began to carry him from the room. Everyone looked on as the door swung shut behind him only just catching his muttered words.

"Stupid Hormones. "

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