Harry Potter: Go To Hell

Harry shook his head. "Try as you might I assure you, nothing you can do will make me regret the mark you now bear for your sins against me. Because you don't learn from just words. I gave you chance after chance to change the way you were treating me. Time after time, I hinted that I knew what you were doing and didn't like or appreciate it. You wouldn't stop. You wouldn't change your behavior. Now you will or you'll bear that mark for the rest of your days. Your choice."

"As for how far my fame can get me outside of Hogwarts, why would I care? I've been trying to downplay that stupidity from the first moment I heard of it. My position as heir to the House of Potter is much more useful to me. But then you wouldn't understand that as you don't believe in the nobility. Do you? Even though nobility exists even in your beloved muggle world. Because you aren't noble, right. You have no claim to a noble house in either world. Do you?"

"As for your new adornment, the truth is, you stood right here and admitted, of your own free will, in front of everyone, you're a bought and paid for person. You take my gold without my permission to force me to do things against my best judgement at the behest of another. Things that endanger my well-being for the express purpose of gaining this other person acclaim he hasn't earned. That makes you at best a servant to one and a thief to me. Not to mention an accomplice to murder should any of those traps you forced me into have been successful. At worst, you're a slave and a betrayer."

"Because you were betraying me, Granger. Don't bother trying to excuse it. I was the person who's gold you were taking. You admitted it when you came in here with these two demanding that I give you back your key."

"By going behind my back and leading me into dangerous situations you knew in advance would be dangerous situations wherein I could very easily have died or been permanently handicapped, making it highly unlikely I'd be able to lead the life I was born to lead or have the career I'd choose for myself after graduation, you made yourself a betrayer of the worst kind. As far as you knew, those situations you were leading me into would result in either my death or permanent disfigurement and a handicapped state. And since you admitted I didn't authorize you to receive so much as a single knut from my vault, that means you also didn't care if I was left without a way to pay my living expenses after your boss finished playing games with my life and health."

"You not only named yourself a thief, you labeled yourself as heartless. You even admitted as much when you said one of your responsibilities was 'to make sure I was where I was supposed to be when I was supposed to be there even when all I wanted to do was sit around and whine and complain.' So it'll do you no good to try and deny it now. I have all these lovely witnesses who heard you admit how you believe you earned access to my school vault." He waved a hands towards the Slytherin and Ravenclaw tables where everyone was openly staring with very predatory smiles. Even the Ravens were grinning in a predatory manner. Every one of them happy to play their assigned role in this drama as none of them liked the uppity girl.

He narrowed his eyes. "Face it, Granger. You were trying to kill your benefactor and the person you owe your life twice over to. By wizarding law, as your freely admitted benefactor, I can, since all the events that matter took place here, do with you what I wish. And wizarding law is the only law that matters here. You're a witch and in this case, a member of this world whether you like it or not. If I wished to have you stripped naked, tied to a flagpole in the courtyard to be flogged with a cat-o-nine and washed with a bottle of vinegar every day at noon and again at midnight, by wizarding law, I could. Because I own you, you pathetically stupid little girl. I've even given you warnings to cease and desist with your immoral behavior towards me. You don't listen because you just can't believe I, or any mere boy, can know things you don't. Or things you've gone to great lengths to conceal."

She stood there whipping her head back and forth in wide-eyed, tearful denial while the other students all smirked. She now truly regretted coming to confront him when there were witnesses to tell the tale. And there was absolutely nothing she could see that she could do to turn things around for herself. She had admitted she was using him to her own advantage by being paid from his vault. Oh, how she wished she'd listened to Professor Dumbledore! It was going to take forever to recover from this fiasco.

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