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Need a date for Slughorn's party.

I think Ron's already planning on killing him.

Really? Last time I talked to him, he was going on and on about how Lavender didn't want him standing next to me.

He really needs a new topic of conversation. Honestly, and I feel bad for saying this, but I'm getting quite sick of him mentioning Lavender all the time.

She's horrendous. And that's putting it lightly.

But if that's what sort he likes...

She's yeah... a bit over enthusiastic, I suppose. She's definitely keeping Ron away from us.

Bitch.

Sorry.

...I'm so angry with him, Harry.

Whoa. Who spit in your morning coffee?

Seriously though, I know you're annoyed with how things are. If only things have worked out differently for you both...

A few people actually. But being able to just say it like that is rather freeing. I sort of feel better.

But they're not working out. He's completely oblivious, and I don't think I deserve to be ignored any more. I'm tired of getting hurt.

I know. You sound awfully frustrated. I wish there was something I could do.

I think I can handle it myself. Something's changed. Things are...clearer.

Clearer?

I realize how to go about things.

You're really acting quite strange. I'm starting to worry.

I've been treated terribly my whole time here at Hogwarts, save for you, Ron, and a few others, and now I finally see why. I've let this happen. It will only get better from here.

Are you talking about getting revenge?

Come on, Harry, I'm not going to burn down the common room and kick their familiars down the Astronomy stairs, I'm just going to mess with them a little. Warn them off being such utter prats.

You did scare Malfoy once when you punched him in the nose. I don't doubt you can mess with them. I don't suppose I have to tell you twice to be careful. If anything, it's me and Ron that always gets into trouble.

I won't let it come back to you two.

That's not what I'm worried about.

I can take care of myself. You know I can.

I don't doubt it for a minute. But keep me in the loop, okay? I want to know what's going on.

...Fine.

*She's lying.*

Okay. {He manages a smile.} Think I'm going to take a short nap. I've got a bit of a headache. I'll see you at the Great Hall?

Absolutely. Take care of yourself, Harry.

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