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"Bloody hell!" Malfoy coughed viciously as he was healed by a seventh year
"I can't believe it" A fifth year whispered, though his voice carried throughout the whole room "what the hell was he?"
"He was a first year!" One other Slytherin hissed "But he beat us like we were nothing!"
"Yeah but he's Harry Potter" A third year replied "he defeated you-know-who as a baby, it makes sense that he is powerful"
"He'll pay!" Malfoy growled as he stood up "I will make him pay and..."
"You will not do anything" A Slytherin seventh year boy said "I am not having that demon back in this common room just because you can't control your mouth!"
"What?!" Malfoy exclaimed
"That boy hasn't even finished a year of magical education and he beat us all. He used spells that some of us haven't even learnt yet" A third year said "do you really think it's a good idea to antagonise him?"
"My father" Draco began
"Is not a healer" A fourth year interrupted before he could get up to speed "what is he going to do if Potter burns your face off? And what can he do? Get Potter expelled? In case you haven't noticed, Potter probably doesn't care about getting expelled if he's willing to attack an entire house. And even if he does, it will still take him some time and Potter will be able to get his revenge before he's kicked out. Nothing you do can help"
"But..." Malfoy looked around for support but found none, he growled and stormed off
"Harry" Delphi walked up to Harry just before he went up to his room "what did you do?"
"What do you mean?" Harry frowned
"Harry, I know you well enough to know when you're hiding something, what did you do?" She asked again with a sigh "Wait..." she reached into his robes and tugged on something, Harry's skull mask poked out before Harry quickly shoved it back in "what did you do?" She asked, worried but kept her voice low to prevent others from hearing
"Just made it clear I was not to be messed with" Harry shrugged "don't worry, they're all alive"
"Harry" Delphi said exasperated
"Hey, I let them have their time where they thought they were the top dogs but it was well past time for them to learnt that that I am the apex predator here"
"That's not what I'm upset about" Delphi glared at him
"What then?" Harry asked, looking very confused
"You went without me!" She accused
"Oh, I'm sorry" Harry said sincerely "if it makes you feel better, you can come with me next time"
"You're going again?" She asked
"Yeah, when I was there I noticed something that interested me. I plan to visit there in the future" Harry grinned before walking off
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"Okay, why the hell am I here?" Harry sighed as he found himself in a meeting with Dumbledore. He was currently in the headmaster's office, Dumbledore sat at his desk with the three head of houses standing besides him. Flitwick stood at the side of the desk to make sure he was seen "To be left alone, it's not that difficult of a request" Harry added with a look to Dumbledore
"Mr Potter" Dumbledore began "you have stated previously, on multiple occasions, that you wished to be left alone."
"You mean like just now?" Harry interrupted
"Yes" Dumbledore sighed "now, we've also noticed that despite your desire to not be here, you still like learning"
"That's because I'm not foolish enough to waste resources when I have them" Harry shrugged "you got a library, you've got things I can learn."
"We were hoping that perhaps you could make some suggestions to help improve your stay, if they are reasonable and within my power then I shall grant them"
"Why would you think I have suggestions?" Harry asked
"Mr Potter, you enjoy learning but you clearly don't enjoy your lessons, we want to change the last part" McGonagall said
"Fine" Harry said "let's start with transfiguration, while you can teach I find your lessons boring and unchallenging, as for Herbology I don't much care for it. No offense intended, I'm willing to learn about any important plants like how to avoid the killing ones and all but while it's important, I don't have a love for the subject but that is bearable and I can last for the next five years. Potions was ruined because you" Harry pointed at Dumbledore "were incompetent and blind enough to have such an important subject taught by a pitiful, harmful bat that should be neutered and sealed in a cave somewhere off in Madagascar. History is taught by a boring old ghost that is about as interesting as the disasters that Delphi reads and refers to as 'love stories'.
"What about my lessons?" Flitwick asked hopefully
"My only criticism regarding your and your lessons are the fact that you occasionally seem a bit too enthusiastic and that you're short. But the enthusiasm is an acceptable quality that has admittedly grown on me, as for your height...well I have a burnt face and permanent scars. It would be hypocritical for me to judge"
"Thank you" Flitwick grinned
"You also seem to be the only teacher who's competent enough to realise when a student isn't being challenged" Harry said while giving McGonagall a look that very clearly said 'yes, I am talking about you' "if you also want to hear my other problems regarding the school then just say so"
"Uh...no, thank you Mr Potter" Dumbledore said after a little cough
"Ah, I understand, your egos can only take so much" Harry said with a grin
"That is it!" McGonagall exclaimed, she had tried to be patient but was now apparently at her limit "I am tired of all your constant disrespect! This is not how I expected the son of Lily and James Potter to behave! Your parents would be ashamed of you"
"Like you care about my parents" Harry snorted disbelievingly
"How dare you?! I cared very deeply about your parents! How dare you say otherwise! Especially when you've done nothing but act the opposite to both of them! Your father and mother were two of my best students and I cared for them deeply!"
"Clearly not enough if you're willing to use their memory against an eleven year old child" Harry calmly replied "me, I wouldn't try to blackmail someone younger than me into behaving by using their dead parents names but maybe that's just because I have different ideas of what's acceptable than you." Harry ended with a shrug,
he looked relaxed despite the anger evident in his emerald green eyes. "As for my parents, they died when I was one. I know nothing about them. Were they angels? I doubt it, I certainly don't have wings. Maybe they cut my wings off when I was little, that's how you see me isn't it? I'm just the little burnt, fallen angel aren't I? Or have I been upgraded to 'devil' status? Admittedly I do like burning things. Perhaps I can show you how good I am at that" Harry ended, his voice calm but his eyes blazing
The room became tense as the air in the room became thicker, wind began circling the room a faster pace. It stung against the professors like silver spears, meanwhile Harry's eyes gave off the appearance of actually being on fire. McGonagall took a few steps back as did the other heads of houses.
"Enough!" Dumbledore ordered, Harry grinned and the wind died down along with the green flames in his eyes, though he still kept his eyes locked on McGonagall who's face had turned undeniably pale "Mr Potter, that is enough"
"Is it?" Harry let out a little laugh "I don't know if I emphasised my point enough. You see, I don't pull punches and I think that the lovely little Professor has not fully understood me yet"
"The rest of us would disagree"
"Fine" Harry stood up and his smile disappeared as he looked at McGonagall the same way an animal looks at it's pray "mention my parents again and I will be very displeased, compare me to them and I will end you and I am not...talking about your career. I understand that you used to have a husband who is no longer with you..." McGonagall gasped "died in the last war didn't he? I bet he'd be ashamed of you for the way you easily use my parents memory whenever it suits you, he'd also probably be ashamed about the fact that you didn't stop Dumbledore from dumping a baby at his hateful relatives in the middle of the cold night right after he lost those previously mentioned parents. You go and have a good think, then when you're done, decide who my parents would really be ashamed of. Me or you? Good day to you all"
Harry turned and opened the door, he was about to leave when he stopped, he turned to McGonagall "I don't really know why your animal form is a cat, when you keep acting like such a bitch" Harry walked out before anyone could reply
"Minerva?" Dumbledore looked at McGonagall who's face had become a very pale white and she now had a tear dripping down her eyes
"I'm sorry Minerva" Sprout said as kindly as she could "but I have to agree with Mr Potter"
"Yes" Flitwick agreed, though he didn't seem to be trying to be kind like Sprout "that was out of line. While I may not know James as well as you did, I knew Lily just as good, if not better. And she certainly wouldn't approve of you using her memory against a child that angers you"
"Filius, that is enough" Dumbledore said
"Is it?" Flitwick challenged
"Yes, it is" Dumbledore said, his eyes hardened and without their signature twinkle. Flitwick grunted and walked out of the room, Sprout following. Dumbledore let out a deep sigh as he stood up and conjured a tissue for her and gently lead her to her seat "Minerva?" He asked, only to receive no answer "Minerva? Minerva, please speak to me. Minerva?"
"A...Albus...I...I..." Was all McGonagall managed to get out before she burst into tears, Albus gently pulled her into a hug as she sobbed on his shoulders
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