Harry Potter :Diamond Heart

He's still a git,' Ron snarled, 'but we needed some extra muscle to make sure you didn't slip away and disappear again. Besides, Dean is here too.'

'Is he,' Harry peered at the faces of those around him, without his glasses it was hard to see who was actually here. 'I assume he's still upset because your sister would rather spend her Christmas with me than him.'

'At least he'll be going with someone, you've only got a few days left,' Malfoy drawled. 'Everyone knows Katie Bell ditched you for Roger Davies. He's a much better prospect than you to be sure, but I never guessed that girl was actually smart enough to pull off something like that.' Harry's jaw twitched at the mention of Katie, but he ruthlessly suppressed the surge of emotion he felt. Now was not the time to show weakness, not in front of them.

'So what now?' Harry asked, straightening his right sleeve surreptitiously and fixing his bright smile on his face. 'Are we going to have a pleasant conversation?'

Someone shoved his glasses roughly back on to his face and things swam back into focus. Harry resisted the urge to smile at their stupidity, they had wasted a large part of their advantage in their desire to intimidate him. 'We're going to hex you so badly you'll be in the hospital wing for a week,' Dean growled, reaching for his wand as Crabbe and Goyle stepped back out of the way of the coming jinxes. It was he who had returned Harry's spectacles.

At least I won't have to worry about the Yule Ball, then.

The muggle-born was surprisingly quick, but Harry was faster. His wand was out of his sleeve and raised before Dean could draw his own.

There was no time for Harry to consider the consequences, he was outnumbered and cornered; it was hit hard, hit first and worry later.

The lightly powered blasting curse struck Dean on the shoulder and hurled him against the wall with a loud crack. Harry winced, but turned to the others without pausing.

'Serpensortia,' Malfoy cried. Clearly he had not learned from second year that summoning snakes against a parseltongue was ill-advised.

The summoned snake flew past Harry to land several feet away; he ignored it for the time being.

Thick, black ropes spun from air twisted around Crabbe and Goyle as they advanced. Dodging Ron's disarming charm, he swept his wand sideways and threw Malfoy's two henchmen into the blond Slytherin, cutting off his attempt to perform the paralysis jinx. His hawthorn wand was knocked from his hand as the three of them squirmed over one another in attempt to stand. Harry knew they would have little success. His conjured ropes were strong and tightly bound around them.

That just leaves Ron.

The red-head was frozen, his wand outstretched towards Harry, as he looked around the corridor.

'Perhaps you should have brought a few more friends,' Harry suggested, stepping further away from the rapidly advancing serpent Malfoy had summoned.

Ron snapped out of his reverie.

'You used a blasting curse on Dean,' he spat, raising his wand again.

'It wasn't powerful,' Harry told him coldly, 'and you all deserved worse for trying to ambush me. You wanted to step out of my shadow and be seen as yourselves instead of my friends, I gave you that chance when I left you alone.'

He disarmed Ron before the youngest Weasley could attempt anything else and tossed his wand away down the corridor.

'You should have returned me the same courtesy,' he snapped icily and flicked his wand. Ron disappeared under black ropes, bound from head to toe. Harry frowned, he had not meant to put so much magic into the charm, but his temper and new wand often incited his magic to flow more strongly than he anticipated.

Malfoy had finally managed to squirm out from underneath his two henchmen, but it was another four metres to his wand. He wouldn't make it, and the blond pure-blood knew it.

'You tried this before,' Harry reminded him, gesturing at the snake that was still advancing towards him. 'Why did you think it would work now, when it failed last time. I'm much stronger.'

Malfoy just sneered. 'You won't hurt me, my father would destroy you.'

Harry gave him a blinding, charming smile. 'Shall we find out?' he offered. The snake was poisonous, a cobra, but not a species with lethal venom and Harry was in a very cruel mood. Crabbe and Goyle were almost out of the ropes and would take him to the hospital wing quickly enough.

They really should have never mentioned Katie. 'Bite him,' he hissed to the conjured cobra in angry parseltongue. Malfoy went white as a sheet at the sound.

'Did you forget?' Harry laughed as the snake lunged past him at Malfoy's chest.

There was a strangled exclamation and a gasp of pain as he walked on towards the Room of Requirement, but he didn't bother looking back.

Ron, Dean and Malfoy should have learned their lesson. If they left him alone, he would leave them alone. Otherwise he would dip into his more nasty collection of curses. Harry did not condone violence, but if they continued to try and visit it upon him, then perhaps the use of the bone splintering curse on a finger or two might remind them that what they were doing was wrong on more than one level.

A swift check of the Marauders' Map showed Ron and Dean on their way to the hospital wing and a few corridors back from them Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle followed. That was good. Harry only wanted them to leave him alone, he didn't particularly want them hurt.

He scanned the map for Katie and found her in the library with the two other Gryffindor chasers, Lee Jordan, and the Weasley twins. It was too early for him to want to speak with her. Harry needed to figure out his feelings first.

The map also showed Peter Pettigrew. It was the second time he had seen the traitor's name out by the quidditch pitch and Harry was sorely tempted to go down there, find him, and clear his godfather's name. Not yet, he reminded himself. I'm not ready.

Harry was much stronger than he had been, but it was still a little while before he thought himself capable of winning a duel against an experienced, skilled wizard. Pettigrew, for all his cowardice, had been a Death Eater and shouldn't be underestimated. Harry would get to him when he was ready and when that moment came he would not fail. Peter Pettigrew would be captured, Sirius' name would be cleared, and the one person most responsible for his parents' deaths after Voldemort himself would be given to the dementors.

If anyone deserved a fate worse than death Harry thought Pettigrew did. A coward who had sold out his best friends out of fear to an inhuman wizard incapable of remorse or mercy. The dementors would have plenty of memories to feed off and Wormtail would have much misery to spend the rest of his life reliving.

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