Harry quietly said, "Now for the next problem. I think it's time I lost my temper with the Headmaster in his presence."
"What do you mean, Harry?" asked Hermione, a little worriedly.
"I believe... know... the Headmaster is going to try to blow me off," he replied. "I intend to lose my temper with him to get what we want."
"And that is?" asked a wary Daphne.
"We all know there is no way in Hell Dumbledore wants to see me leave Hogwarts," replied Harry. "If I was to leave, he'd lose control of me. And, he's never going to allow that to happen. So, I'm going to give him a very strong ultimatum. If he doesn't meet it, I threaten him with withdrawing and going back to the muggle world. That's something he'll never allow to happen. So, we can force some changes out of him."
"Clever," said Daphne. "In that case, let's go through what we want to see happen to make things better both around here and for us."
And the three made plans.
Once they'd finished breakfast, where Harry could tell Daphne was still unhappy about sitting at a table anywhere near Theo Nott, he led both girls back to the head table. Dumbledore had already left but Professor McGonagall was clearly waiting for them.
"Ready, Mister Potter?" she asked.
"Yes, Ma'am," Harry replied.
The walk to the gargoyle at the base of the stairs leading up to the Headmaster's office was done in silence. Professor McGonagall led the way with Harry almost directly behind by a couple of paces. As per usual Daphne was on his left and Hermione on his right.
After the Professor gave the password, the only words spoken, the four ascended the stairs. Usually, the Professor would chat with Harry on his way to see the Headmaster. However, this time she did not. Harry could see his soon-to-be ex-Head of House was quite tense.
Walking in to the office, Harry could see around the Professor and see the Headmaster seated behind his desk; and, of course, Professor Snape sitting on his stool in the corner, glaring back with a sneer firmly affixed to his face.
"Thank you for bringing Mister Potter, Minerva," said the Headmaster. "You may go."
With a short bow, the Professor turned around and began to leave before Harry, looking straight at her, asked, "Where are you going, Professor?"
When the Professor turned back to Harry he said, "It is I who asked for your attendance here as my Head of House, and as is my right to have you in attendance when I'm being interviewed by the Headmaster. Why are you leaving?"
"Now Harry..." stuttered the Headmaster.
Harry ignored him and continued to stare at Professor McGonagall. "Professor?" he prompted her.
Surprisingly, Professor Snape kept his mouth shut.
With a frown the Professor turned fully back and replied, "My apologies, Mister Potter. You are, of course, correct." Then, looking at the Headmaster, she said, "I'll be staying, Albus."
That was it for the Potions Master. "Potter! You're as arrogant as your father!"
Showing great restraint, Harry merely cocked an eyebrow at the black dressed Professor as the Headmaster held up his hand and said, "Severus, that is enough."
Turning once more to his Head of House, Harry said, "Professor. For the past three plus years I have been subjected to ongoing systematic abuse from Professor Snape. In almost all that time I have bided my time waiting for the senior staff of this school to curb his behaviour. I have bided in vain.
"So, I put to you, that if you do not curb Albus's dog, forthwith, I will kill the fucker!" he said with the last five words given with a pronounced snarl while staring at the shocked woman. "Have I made myself perfectly clear, Professor?"
"Harry!" exclaimed the Headmaster as Hermione did the same, but continued with, "Language!" Professor McGonagall's eyes near bugged out as her jaw dropped open. As such, she didn't respond.
Harry, quite furious, turned back to the Headmaster and coldly but vehemently said, "Everyone has a breaking point, Headmaster. I have reached mine. If you're worried about whether or not I'll go dark, this is how it'll happen. I have had a fucking gutful. I will tolerate no more."
He then turned to the man himself and said, "This will be your first and last direct warning. Abuse me ever again; I will do my absolute damnedest to kill you. And I won't necessarily come at you from the front or with wand in hand. You have now exceeded my patience."
After coldly staring at the man for a few moments longer, Harry turned back to the gob smacked Headmaster and said, "Now; we are here to discuss why the two youngest Weasley children are back in the school after their criminal attack upon my and my bondmates' persons. I'd like to know why."
The Headmaster, clearly and utterly stunned by Harry's remarks, sat staring back at Harry for a long few moments with a look of complete shock on his face. No one said a word. Everyone else was too shocked to utter a sound.
Eventually, the Headmaster blinked away his surprise and said, "Err... y-you've given me a lot to think about, Harry. I-I'll be up late considering your words."
"Don't blow me off, Headmaster!" Harry interrupted with a snarled yell. "I came here to get answers as to why the two youngest Weasley children are back where they can, once more, attempt to poison myself and my bondmates. I will not put myself or my bondmates at risk another minute more. I'll need a damned good reason, right now, why I shouldn't take my own action to rid myself and my bondmates of that threat."
That was it for the Headmaster. Losing his own temper and beginning to radiate power the Headmaster shot to his feet, glared right back and snarled, "You do not get to dictate to me, young man. I am the Headmaster here. And, what I say goes.
"You will calm down, right this second, or you will find your wand snapped, your magic bound and being expelled."
As anticipated by the three and not backing down one jot, Harry snatched his wand out of his pocket and threw it into Dumbledore's chest, where it bounced off before landing on the desk. "Then, there's my wand... snap it! After what's happened to me this past three plus years... the amount of times my life has been at risk under you as Headmaster... I'm going to be a lot fucking safer back in the muggle world."
While the boy and the man stood facing off one another, Professor McGonagall gasped in horror at what Harry said. Even Professor Snape went a little white and lost his sneer. Hermione dropped her face in her hands, quietly sobbing, while Daphne appeared flat-out stunned.
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