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[a/n0]Daggerfang's answer of "you must opt in to receive email alerts every xx days" to my readership question makes sense. I did have that "no wonder I stopped getting alerts" moment. Keep an eye out for your notifications suddenly stopping. cameron1812 pointing out "new fandoms" also works, though I do read others besides HP[specifically Trek, Stargate and BSGalactica]however only write HP. Maybe someday, if I ever get done with these 1shots anthologies, I'll get there. Though no sign of drying up.

[a/n]Slytherin66 gave a review of #57 that made me chuckle.

Harry Does Different CDLXXXIV

Piss Off

"Hah? Wha?" the Fourth-Year-Gryffindor woke with a start. The last couple of days had been most unpleasant for him. Accused, repeatedly, of cheating …and, that for a contest he didn't want to be in. The nasty snakes not believing was one thing, but even Neville was only neutral on the subject. Being deserted by his best friend was quite another. Unable to push away the Sun, he sat up. By reflex, he grunted out "Up Ron!"

The lanky redhead snorted in irritation and muttered "Sod off git!" then rolled back over, resumed snoring.

"Ro- -" began Harry, loudly. Contemplated pushing the redhead traitor out of bed and giving a swift kick. Then stopped himself and with a shrug, threw on his clothes, declaring "You're late? Not my problem."

Halfway to the Great Hall, he'd caught up with Neville who asked "Morning Harry, seen Ron?"

"Not much interested. Could already be pigging out." Besides not wanting to offend the only dormmate he had leaning his way, Harry didn't want his gag exposed. Arriving for breakfast, his eyes almost instantly ciaught a mass of brown hair. He stopped and quickly improvised "Ahh …Nev… If she asks, tell Hermione I'm skipping this morning. Need to get a book for …err… stronomy. I'll catch up there."

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Today wasn't a viewing activity, so the lovely dark-skinned professor was holding her Fourth Year lecture during the morning "The Galileo Moons are the first discovered beyond- -" it was then, the observatory door burst open and a very tardy student drew instant ire "- -you are over 30 minutes late Mr. Weasley."

"Well if a certain complete arse woke me like he's supposed to I wouldn't be." The vulgarity would have shocked the class, but they were distracted by him slapping the back of Harry's head.

The victim was on his feet in an instant, countering with a shouted "YA BLASTED BLOODY TOE RAG!" This was followed by a violent retaliation. And the other shout being Susan Bones, who was knocked out of her seat by the two wizards crashing together to thrash about on the floor.

The Astronomy professor wasn't especially powerful with a wand, but was more than up to dealing with two boys wrestling. When Harry and Ron awoke she was glaring with anything but an attractive expression "Just as a matter of form, I will entertain whatever by way of justification you have to offer."

"He hit me, ma'am." Harry was sneering at Ron as he replied "Self-defense, pure and simple."

The redhead shouted "He made me late!"

"Professor, seems to me the only one I'm responsible for being on time is me. That right?" this time he appealed to her.

Ron complained "You been wakin' me last three years."

"Fact is, Professor Sinistra, I did try to wake the lump this morning. And he told me …forgive my language… to sod off. So I sodded off." For that part he looked at the teacher, the rest was addressed to the other Gryffindor "More'n you deserved after the last couple of weeks."

The astronomer simply glared the young wizards into silence then ruled "I do not support violence under any circumstances generally, nevertheless Mr. Potter did not initiate the fight. You, Mr. Weasley, did. And as no fighting can go unpunished you will serve a night's detention with me and lose 10 points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter. From you, as the instigator Mr. Weasley, I will have 50 points from Gryffindor and you will report to Mr. Filch at his discretion for the next two weeks. I am not interested in your personal affairs, except to say, the only student I hold responsible for timeliness is THAT student. Consequently, only YOU, Mr. Weasley will be reporting here Saturday morning after breakfast. It will be quite apparent if you acted improperly on the way from here to lunch. Clear? Dismissed."

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Harry had deliberately taken longer than truly needed to gather his books, allowing his former friend to get a head start. Then delayed further by stopping at the closest loo. On reaching the Great Hall, after a quick look around muttered "Next to Hermione, of course. All my fault no doubt. Let's see …different redhead first."

"Want something Potter?" demanded a large, both tall and wide, Hufflepuff boy.

The Gryffindor gave a cheeky grin "Yah, thanks Applebee. Just a sec with Miss Bones, if she doesn't mind. Sue, i wanted to apologize. I couldn't help what happened and sure didn't expect to get punched in the head by my former friend. But I wanted you to know I'm sorry. You didn't get hurt did you?"

"I'm a little tougher than I look. Not even a bruise." The redhead flashed a smile "But thank you. And I apologize for the overly protective members of my House. Some seem to think I'm still 12. Forgive me if I avoid making too much of it, I'll be in my usual partner spot with your …as you call him, ex-friend… in Potions after lunch."

Unable to help returning the smile, he commiserated "Well, sorry about that …too. Talk to you later?" He went for his own table still smiling.

"Well, Ronald has been expounding on his version of events, Harry." Said Hermione in a tone many would have assumed to be bossy "A contradiction I immediately observed was your chat with Susan Bones. Care to elucidate?"

The youngest Weasley male erupted "You callin me a liar!?"

"Methinks he doth protesth too muchth." The Seventh Year Ravenclaw shrugged unaffectedly at the looks of ire received, mostly from the younger Gryffindors.

Harry settled into the space made for him, on the bushy-haired girl's opposite side. He spoke easily, while starting on lunch "Sorry all. Skipped breakfast because I needed an Astronomy book. Anyway …" he was finishing the first half of a ham and cheese sandwich as he concluded "If anyone is still on the Harry cheated bandwagon and doesn't believe me, consider the punishments. I lost 10 points, Weasley there lost 50."

"Well, I'm still on the fence on that" the Sixth-Year girl with the gold P shield pinned to her chest spoke up "but Potter's account sounds more plausible. Ronald there, is legendary in tardiness. That turned opinion against the redhaired boy, who scowled and finished his lunch in silence.