What Have I Done

Harry pulled open the door to the compartment ignoring Hermione's babbling about her summer.

It had been three weeks since the 'incident' but he still felt dirty and he hadn't seen Sirius since. He had always been close to his godfather, but now he felt as if his feelings were changing, as much as he was angry with him, he still needed him.

"Hello? Harry?" Ron called interrupting his musings. "I've been calling you for like 10 minutes!"

"Oh, sorry Ron!" He said. "What were you saying?"

"I asked how was your summer?" Ron said in an annoyed tone.

"Oh, it was ok!" he said quietly and the door burst open. In came Lavender and Pavarti who didn't even ask before settling themselves next an uncomfortable looking Ron and starting to gossip.

When they finally paused for a breath, Lavender took out a mirror and some lip-gloss. Her eyes widened as she looked in the mirror before screaming, making Harry's ears ring.

"What is it?" Pavarti asked and Lavender pointed to a small pimple Harry hadn't noticed on her chin.

Pavarti gasped like it was life threatening and Harry felt his blood boiling.

"What? You come in here, don't even ask, start talking like two parrots, then on top of that, you make us deaf over a pimple!" he said raising his voice and standing up.

"Aww, look who's moody today!" Pavarti said laughing and pinched his cheek he slapped her hand away.

"Get out!" he said through gritted teeth he said and they looked startled but didn't move. "NOW!" he yelled at the top of his lungs and they scuttled out of the compartment, never having heard Harry, who was usually in control of his temper, yell before.

He sat back down and stared out the window. "Harry..." Hermione said nervously.

"What?" he snapped and she quickly shut up.

"I think I'm going to go find, errr, Neville." Ron said and darted out of the compartment. Harry couldn't help but smile and burst out laughing.

"What's so funny? Has your Godfather been practicing cheering charms on you again?" Hermione said suspiciously and Harry shook his head.

"I don't know what's wrong!" he said through his tears of laughter, only making him laugh harder.

"Are you alright Harry?" she said looking at him like he was nuts, but her voice was full of concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I don't know what's wrong with me. It's like I have no control over my mood!" he said, remembering how he had snapped at Jack, his three-year-old brother because he was making a noise while Harry was doing his homework.

"OK, if you're sure?" she said.

"Yeah, I'm sure Hermione." he said and hugged his friend. "Do you think I should find Ron and apologize?"

"No, you didn't do anything to him." Hermione laughed.

"Sorry for snapping Hermione, it's just, I've had a rough summer!" he said and she nodded in understanding.

"It's ok, do you want to talk about it?" she asked and he shook his head. The sweet cart came past and Harry went out into the corridor to buy for him and Hermione.

"That is all, dig in!" he said, the only part of Dumbledore's speech Harry actually listened to.

The food appeared and he piled everything except for the mint humbugs on his plate as usual.

"Whoa Harry!" Ron said and Harry frowned in confusion at him.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"You going to eat all of that?" Ron asked and Harry looked at his plate, seeing nothing wrong.

"Yeah, why?"

"Never mind!" Ron said and they started to eat. But from the glances Ron kept shooting over at him, Harry could help feel something was wrong.

"Ron?" Harry asked as they sat the last ones in the common room playing wizard's chess.

"Yeah?"

"What was wrong with my food today?" He asked and Ron sighed.

"Nothing was wrong with the food, it was how much there was!" he said and Harry frowned. Hermione, who was sitting on the couch reading, yawned tiredly.

"Harry, you know you leant my Hogwarts: A history, for the summer, do you mind getting it, I need to check something." she said and Harry nodded.

"I'll be back in a minute." he said and went to the dormitory. As soon as he was out of earshot, Hermione shot a death glare at Ron.

"Can't you see he's not telling us something? And you're not helping whatsoever." she hissed at him.

"What makes you say that?" Ron asked stupidly.

"First you go and storm out the compartment, then you go and insult his eating habits!" she said.

"Well sorry!" Ron said. "What's taking him so long?" he asked and both of them stood up and went to the stairs.

They went up to the dormitory and found Harry fast asleep on his bed, the book clutched in his hand and his trunk open, like he had fallen asleep after fetching it.

"Goodnight Harry!" Hermione said softly and kissed his cheek before taking the book from his hand and going out the room to her own dormitory.