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Is Making Everything They Say Into A Meme Considered Bullying?

"Ronald Weasley, if you do not remove your hand from my plate, you will begin to lose fingers," Ron yanked his hand back while staring wide eyed at Harry, who hadn't opened their eyes as they sipped their cup of coffee. They opened one eye to look around before deciding being a decent person would be too hard at that moment, so they closed their eye and continued to enjoy their coffee.

"Mr. Potter, your schedule. Also, You are to have a meeting with myself and Professor Snape at lunch. Be punctual."

"Can I know what the meeting is about? Term hasn't even really started," Harry asked without looking up from their schedule. It wasn't until they had browsed through the classes that they did so, with a confused look. "Professor, I didn't choose these classes. I wanted to take ancient runes and arithmancy!"

"It can be discussed at our meeting, Mr. Potter."

She walked off before they could say anything. So that was another person who had just added themselves to Harry's 'get back at' list. They hated being talked down to. They stood up and walked out of the great hall, heading to History, their first class of the day, early so they don't have to deal with anyone else ruining their good day. Of course, Draco Malfoy and his goon squad were there to prevent that.

"Well, well, well! Why are you running, hm Potter?"

"He's running away from his betters!" Pansy Parkinson's annoying laugh echoed in their head, worsening the headache that McGonagall had started.

"Pansy, no one asked, no one cares, plus," Harry broke off into a loud chuckle. "You're white! You know, you remind me of a pug! Maybe it's the massive amounts of inbreeding! What do you think? Oh wait, you can't think."

"How dare-"

"Now, Malfoy on the other hand! I don't even have to insult him, he makes himself into a meme."

"Potter!"

"See!" Harry laughs, before copying Malfoy's voice and tone. "Pottah!"

The rest of the students in the Great Hall were laughing at the group. Harry stepped past them, patting Draco on the back before walking away. They quickly made their way to the classroom for history.

History went as always: two periods of boring talking. Though, instead of indulging in a nap, Harry had decided to try to focus. Five minutes in and they were done with that, so they spent the rest of the class reading their history book on their own. They had even found some interesting stuff on goblin customs that they were planning to look into. Despite what people thought, Harry loved to read and after they figured out how to help with Ron's dyslexia, they had become a rather studious trio.

After History was their first divination class, they had all been placed in there despite their choosing. Hermione was taking every class available, Harry had wanted Ancient Runes and Arithmancy, and Ron had decided on Care of Magical Creatures and Muggle Studies. The two boys were being forced to take Divination and CoMC. They were rather upset at the change.

"Hello Class! I am here to help you learn to see past into The Great Beyond!" The crackpot teacher for divination began. Harry was already fed up with the class when they had walked in and been accosted by the smell of liquor and weed. "Oh, dear! I see something!"

"I'd bet you do, you alcoholic," Hermione and Ron were struggling not to laugh at their mumbled remark. Still, the woman whirled around to face Harry, pointing a long finger at him and exclaiming a supposed prophecy.

"You will not live to see the next year! Heed this warning!"

"Excuse me? Is that supposed to be a threat? I can assure you I will be perfectly fine by next year! Now, I don't know about the others, but I will be switching courses at the first opportunity! Refuse to allow my grades to be decided by a drunk!"

Harry had been half way down the stairs when the other two caught up, both just as furious. Honestly! They were known for getting into a bit of trouble, but trying to scare a thirteen year old with some half-baked threat should not have been allowed to happen. They would all be making sure they were placed into the correct class by that afternoon or they would raise hell.