𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗹𝘆 𝗛𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄𝘀 | Harry Potter x Male Reader

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Harry looked at Ron, clearly taken aback by his harsh tone.
Harry: What's wrong?
He asked, raising a brow.

Ron chuckled, clearly unamused.
Ron: Wrong? There's nothing wrong. At least not for you and your brother, that is.
He said, glaring at Harry.

Harry glared back at him, clearly annoyed.
Harry: What's that supposed to mean? Stop giving us your criptic crap. If there's something you want to say, spit it out.
He said, clearly pissed, but still trying to keep the conversation as civilised as possible.

Ron finally snapped.
Ron: Alright, I'll tell you. But don't you dare expect my gratitude just because we have something else to find again!
He said.

Harry: What? Don't give me that crap! You knew what we were bound to go through, Ron! You knew full well what was gonna happen!
He snapped, raising his voice.

Ron: I thought so too.
He said bitterly.
Harry: Then you will surely excuse me for not understanding what the hell you're talking about! What did you think, huh? That we would've stayed in 5 star hotels? Or maybe even find a Horcrux every two days? Or maybe you thought we would've gone home to your mom's for Christmas? Well, sorry to break it to you, Ron, but that's not how it works! Dumbledore spent YEARS just to find the Locket, and he was the most powerful wizard of the Century! We're all doing our best, here!
He snapped, barely able to contain himself.

Ron: I thought you knew what you were doing! That after all this time, we would've at least progressed a little! I thought Dumbledore had left you some instructions at least, some indications on how to find them!
He snapped back.

Harry: Y/N and I told you everything he told us! And if you still haven't noticed, Ron, we've already found one!
Harry said.

Ron laughed bitterly.
Ron: Yeah, that's a big deal. We've found one, time to party, right? And I bet we're just as about to destroy it as to find the other ones, right?
He said sarcastically.

Y/N suddenly spoke, clearly irritated.
Y/N: Ron, give me that Horcrux.
He said firmly.

Ron's head snapped towards Y/N.
Ron: Do you wanna know why I listen to that radio every day? Because I'm scared! I'm scared of what could happen to my family! I listen, and listen, day after day, just to make sure to never hear Ginny's name, or Fred's name, or Mom's among the victims!
He snapped.

Harry: Do you think I don't know how it feels?!
He shouted.

Ron: NO, YOU DON'T! YOUR PARENTS ARE DEAD! YOU ONLY HAVE A PSYCHOPATH AS A BROTHER!
Ron shouted.

Hermione cupped her mouth in horror, and Harry's eyes widened.
They both turned to look at Y/N, and paled, seeing a vein in his neck almost popping.

Y/N: What did you call me?
He said, his tone dangerously calm.

Ron sneered at him.
Ron: You can try to deny it all you want, but at the end of the day, you're just a psychopath. You've always been! You enjoy hurting others! And look at you now! You're also a murderer! You killed Umbridge! You're insane, there's clearly something wrong in that empty head of yours!
He said.

Y/N's hands balled into fists.
Harry and Hermione panicked, trying to diffuse the situation in any way they could.

Hermione: Ron, you don't really mean it.
She said.
Ron: You bet I do! He's gonna be the death of us, I tell you!
He said.

Y/N finally snapped, smiling madly, as blue particles filled the tent.
Y/N: You think I'm a psychopath? So be it. But if I am one, you're a plain dumbass!
He said, sneering at him.

Ron: Don't you dare compare me to the likes of you-
He was about to say, when Y/N punched him, straight in the face, causing him to stumble backwards.

They all were too shocked to speak. Y/N had never physically hurt Ron, and they thought they'd never see him actually lose his temper with him like that.

Y/N: I don't need a wand to turn you to a corpse here and now, Weasley.
He hissed, sending a shiver down Hermione's spine.

Hermione: Y/N, please-
She tried to say, but he cut her off.
Y/N: Stay out of this, Hermione.
He said, before turning to look at Ron, utterly disgusted.

Y/N: Now take off the Horcrux, give it to me, and vanish from my sight, before I turn you to a pile of fuming ashes.
He hissed venomously, extending his hand towards Ron, his eyes dull.

Ron grumbled, taking off the Horcrux and tossing it at Y/N.
He grabbed his backpack, and looked at Hermione.

Ron: You? What are you gonna do?
He asked, looking at her. Hermione gave him a puzzled look.

Hermione: What?
She asked.
Ron: Are you gonna come with me, or will you stay with them?
He asked impatiently, catching her off guard.

Hermione: Ron, I... I'm sorry, I-
She was about to say, when Ron scoffed, cutting her off.
Ron: I knew it.
He said, storming off and disappearing into the darkness of the night.

Hermione tried to follow him, calling out to him.
Hermione: Ron! Ron, come back!
She called out, but he was already gone.

Harry looked at Y/N, who was still fuming, clutching the Horcrux.
Harry: Y/N-
He tried to say, but Y/N cut him off.

Y/N: No. Don't even try, Harry. And there's no need to overthink it either. I'm used to people calling me names, honestly. But I won't forgive him, not after this. He's gone mental, and he's beyond my help.
He said, storming outside, and stopping near a tree.

He looked down at the Horcrux, still clutched in his hand, with nothing but disgust. He punched the tree in a fit of rage, feeling tears of anger pricking his eyes.
Y/N: Just you wait, Voldemort. I'm gonna make you pay for all of this!
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