At the meeting on Saturday they chose to name their group "Dumbledore's Army", abbreviated "DA". The meeting went by very well. Harry had decided to begin with something simple, the charm to disarm someone "Expelliarmus". Most of the students had no problems at all, but some of them still had problems, like Neville Longbottom or Zacharias Smith from Hufflepuff.
After several lessons of training even Neville managed it to disarm his opponent. Therefore Harry taught them more difficult spells. With the DA-training sessions also the school-lessons were getting more demanding, except in Defence against the dark Arts, where they read chapters in their books and copied lyrics out of the books in every lesson. In Umbridge's lessons Harry's collar burst from time to time, which he had to pay with detention. Sometimes he came back into the common room very late and then his left hand was bleeding heavily
and it always showed the words 'I must not tell lies'.
In these moments he was often so angry, that he left out all his frustation at Hermione, Ron and Emily, and stormed into his dorm. Emily always watched after him worried and sad.
When it got cold out- and inside of the castle and it wouldn't take long until the first snow would fell, it was one of those nights again, when Ron, Hermione and Emily waited for Harry.
The Portrait hole swung open an Harry came into the common room with a bad-mooded expression. He threw his school bag onto the floor.
"Why don't you just go to Dumbledore?", Hermione asked him as she doctored Harry's hand.
"Just go to Dumbledore!?", shoutd Harry and pulled his had out of her grip.
"Nothing's easy!"
"Harry calm down!", Emily tried, but Hary went on her loudly: "No! I won't calm down!"
But Emily was loosing patience,too.
"Harry, stop letting out your anger on us! We can not help it and you know that! We're just trying to help you!", she said louder than before.
"But you can't help me! Nobody can help me, because veryone's against me!", he shouted angry.
"Stop feeling sorry for yourself! You won't let anybody help you! You're so busy with being angry about Umbridge and the people who don't believe you, that you completely overlook those who believe in you and still hold on to you! We haven't done anything together for weeks now, you're just sitting around alone!", Emily cried, as angry as Harry.
"If I want to be left alone, than leave me alone!", Harry spitted.
"Fine! Perhaps then it is the best to terminate this relationship!", Emily cried.
"Fine! When you think so!", and they both turned and stormed in opposite directions into their dormitories.
Just when Emily ran up the stairs, her eyes filled with tears. Immediately she regretted everything she had said.
n her dormitory she sat down on her bed, pulled the curtains shut around it and began to cry silently.
Seconds later she heard Hermione entering the room.
Hermione gently pushed aside the curtains, sat down beside Emily and embraced her tightly. Emily clung to Hermione, as she would drown otherwise.
~At the same time in the boys dormitory~
Harry raced in anger, full of anger he kicked the edge of his bed, but immediately regretted it, because he know felt a throbbing pain in his big toe.
In despair he fell on his four-poster bed.
Shortly thereafter Ron came to him.
"Harry..-", he started, but he was interrupted by Harry.
"Leave me alone, Ron!"
Ron sighed, looked worried at him for a second, but then lay down in his own bed to sleep.
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