Potters rage part 70

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When Harry had finished telling Emma everything she stormed out of the Room of Requirement and went off you yell at someone. She wasn't angry at Ron, Hermione or Neville. This was definitely something she would have preferred to hear from Harry rather than them. No she was angry at someone else right now.

"Miss Potter." Said McGonagall "Did you find you're…"

"WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL US?" Emma shouted, causing half the Common Room to jump.

"Emma I'm sorry…" Hermione began.

"Not you, you did fine." said Emma to Hermione. She walked right up to her Head of House.

McGonagall's nostrils were flaring as if preparing to deal with Emma.

"Well Professor?" said Emma, her eyes flaring with rage. "When the HELL were you going to tell us?"

"Miss Potter, your behaviour…"

"I don't give a toss about my behaviour, when the hell were you planning to tell us about Sirius Black?"

McGonagall looked shocked, the whole Common Room went silent.

"I bet you weren't going to wait that long. You after all felt absolutely fine about talking about it with the Minister over a nice romantic glass of wine."

"Emma." said McGonagall. "You have to understand…"

"I have to understand what?" said Emma. "That the leader of the world's most corrupt government is allowed to know that a murder has escaped from Azkaban and is after me and my brother, but I'm not allowed to know? That the same corrupt Minister is allowed to know that the said murderer betrayed my parents to Voldemort and then murdered a supposed mutual friend in bloodlust but neither Harry nor I are allowed to know?"

It took Harry a few minutes to register what he had told Emma, but he pulled himself out of his stupor enough to run off after her. He arrived in the Common Room, just as Emma asked her last question.

Emma had just revealed to the whole Common Room who Sirius Black truly was and the damage he had done to the Potter family.

"Miss Potter you should not have said that in here." Said McGonagall.

"Why, it's information concerning us." Said Harry. "No one told us not to and you seemed perfectly happy talking about it with a bar tender in a crowded pub."

McGonagall spun round as Harry talked and all eyes were on him as he walked over to his sister.

"I'm going to ask you again." Said Harry "Is there anything we need to know about? We don't have a long lost uncle in Timbuktu or are villas in France and Italy that we inherited that you and everyone else seem to think we don't need to know?"

"Mr Potter, don't be ridiculous." Said McGonagall.

"Why. Ordinarily the concept of magic is ridiculous, but there is a whole hidden world of it. We're standing in it. Ordinarily one should know whether or not they are famous, but I didn't until the night before I first got swamped by well-wishers. Ordinarily when a dangerous criminal is on the loose and after you, you get warned about it at first opportunity. It's been nearly six months, why did no one tell us?"

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