Ch. 33

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At this point I wasn't sure if I really cared about trying to gain his friendship. 

Today I decided to talk to Harry one more time about the secret group. Once again he denied everything, but what he said to 'justify' himself was worse. 

"Please, I promise I won't say anything I want to help I-" 

"What you can do to help is stay out of it." Harry interrupted me. 

"But why? What did I do to make you change your mind?" I pleaded. 

"You could be a spy, your parents are evil, so why should we trust you." He questioned. 

"So you're basing this decision based off of what? You think that my parents are bad people?" I scoffed. 

"You can't get much worse than a death eater, so if you don't see the problem then that alone proves my point." 

"Oh. So you're assuming they're death eaters? How could you possibly know that?" 

I could see that Harry's mood suddenly changed. Although he was right, there was no way he could possibly know. Or maybe there could be, news travels fast here. 

"Gee I wonder, they're purebloods for one, and I find it a little suspicious that you appeared around the same time as Voldemort. Not to mention most of your friends are also associated with it." He explained. 

"Oh, so you're assuming based off of my parents, not me, them, and who I hang out with? I'd heard that you reached for an answer sometimes, but this is low." I sneered. 

"Yeah? Well it doesn't seem I have to reach too low to get these ideas." 

"Because they're ideas, not facts. You go around saying shit that nobody can trust, no wonder nobody believes you about him."  

"But you do, why is that? You told me at the beginning of last year that you believed me." 

"And I thought I did, but after a while I had my doubts too." 

"No. you believed me because you knew who put my name in the goblet, because you knew what was going to happen." 

"I had absolutely no idea that that was going to happen. I wanted to give you a chance, everyone else warned me to stay away from you, and that you were the bad one. Turns out they were wrong and I became friends with you, not them, you. I sat alone if I wasn't with you. Are you really that dull that you thought I was only friends with you based off of what you thought I knew?" 

"That may have been true at the beginning, but now you're just like the rest of them." 

"Right, because you give us a bad name based off of ideas, things that you imagine in your head and everyone believes you because you're Mr. Chosen One. You stereotype us based off of a few people out of the hundreds of us, and that becomes our reality whether we like it or not." 

"Name one Slytherin who's come out good, or done something good. Now name a Slytherin who became a death eater, a control freak, or anything serious that has caused a war in our world. That's right, you can't." 

"Of course I can't, nor can I name off any Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, or Ravenclaw. Because it. doesn't. matter. It's like this whole country depends on a house you were placed in when you were eleven. As though that defines all." 

"Yeah, well they do a pretty good job of sorting out who can be trusted and who can't." 

"What have I done, me myself and I, that has made you lose trust in me?" 

"Because you're selfish! Just like the rest of them, you do what you want because you can no matter the consequences. You don't think I've noticed that you are with me out of spite? That I don't see you still hanging out with Malfoy and the others?" 

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