ⅩⅤⅠⅠⅠ. Why Can't We Be Friends?

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The next morning was slightly awkward, as one could imagine

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The next morning was slightly awkward, as one could imagine.

Seamus got up early, put his robes on in a hurry, and dipped out of the room.

"Does he think he'll go batshit crazy if he spends too much time with me?" I said loudly to Ron as Seamus' robes disappeared behind the bend of the door.

"Don't worry too much about him Harry," Dean said, "he's just..."

An awkward silence followed as Dean grappled with words to describe just how Seamus was.

An arse. I thought. "Yeah. Whatever."

"How are you Harry?" Asked Hermione five minutes later as she caught us walking across the commons room.

"What do you mean?"

"You know... after everything that happened yesterday?"

I was confused. "You mean with Seamus? How did you know about that?"

"No, I meant..." She started but Ron cut her off.

"Wait you don't remember last night?" He ducked as a red light flew straight towards his face and missed him by a whisker. "WATCH IT LEE!"

"There's not much that happened. Seamus reckoned that I was lying about You-Know-Who, we got into an argument, and then I went to sleep." Why were they making such a big deal. Sure I was pissed but no one died.

"That's not what happened." Said Ron slowly, as if he'd rather not bring it up.

"Whotcha mean by that?" I was starting to feel dizzy. I knew damn well what happened last night. I got into a fight with Seamus and then went to sleep. That's it. End of story.

"You freaked out Harry." Said Hermione softly, she almost whispered it. "You ran out of the Gryffindor common room and we couldn't find you for hours."

I stumbled on seemingly nothing. As Hermione and Ron held me steady I tried to gather my thoughts but again, everything felt fuzzy.

"Harry are you okay? You seem..."

"I'M FINE HERMIONE! MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!" I snapped, yanking my arm away from her. I didn't really know why I was so mad, I just was.

"Calm down Harry, can't you see we're on your side." Said Ron, ears turning as red as his hair.

There was a short pause.

"Sorry," I said in a low voice.

"That's quite all right," said Hermione with dignity. Then sheshook her head. "Don't you remember what Dumbledore said at theend-of-term feast last year?"

"You guys are useless." Sighed Hermione. "About You-Know-Who. He said, 'His gift for spreading discord andenmity is very great. We can fight it only by showing an equally strongbond of friendship and trust ' "

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