"Granger," Harry sighed and rolled his eyes as he looked up from the book. "if a black man refused to let me browse through his photo album then it would not make him racist, the same way it is not an act against muggleborns if I refuse to let you read a family book written for my family. Nobody, pureblood or otherwise, is going to read this if they are not a Potter." Harry said before returning to his book.
"But...but that's not fair! Why should you get to have access to knowledge that other people don't?!" Hermione demanded.
"It's probably about as fair as the fact that you can touch a pair of tits whenever you want while I have to ask permission," Harry responded, causing Hermione's jaw to drop while Ron ended up coughing violently as he had chosen that moment to drink some juice. Sirius, Ginny, and the twins laughed but Harry was not done. "Probably about as fair as the fact that while you were born in a house full of books with rich parents I was raised in a house with a bunch of abusive arseholes, probably about as fair as the fact that you're richer than the Weasley's. Probably about as fair as the fact that you have magic when your parent's don't. Probably about as fair as the fact that some people are taller than others, probably about as fair as the fact that..."
"Alright! Alright! I get it!" Hermione said.
"Really? Are you sure?" Harry asked in a doubtful voice as he continued to read. "Because I can keep going if you want more examples, honestly it is no trouble."
"I am fine." Hermione said, glaring at him.
"That's nice," Harry looked up and smiled at her for a few seconds before looking back down. "though it's probably not fair that there are a lot of people who aren't." Harry said in a mock whisper.
Soon Mrs Weasley arrived with the food, after another disapproving glance at Harry's tattoos she began serving the food. After eating, Harry flicked his wand under the table and a note landed in Ginny's lap, she discreetly read it, a small blush later and she nodded to Harry who smiled before standing up. Dobby popped in and took Harry's grimoire before handing him a leather jacket and then popping away.
"What are you doing?" Mrs Weasley asked, frowning at Harry.
"I am going to Diagon alley." Harry answered as he put his jacket on.
"You can't, it's not safe." Mrs Weasley said.
"To be fair Molly, after seeing Harry fight that wizard at the Dursley's house I would be more worried about someone trying to attack Harry rather than the other way around." Sirius commented.
"You have to stay here." Mrs Weasley said, ignoring Sirius.
"Hmm, no I don't." Harry said, shaking his head. "I'm only going there for a few minutes and I can handle myself." Harry said.
"But Harry you are..."
"Legally an adult," Harry cut her off. "excuse me." Harry said before walking out. He could hear footsteps following him and guessed that they were Mrs Weasley's, likely to stop him. "Lady Black," Harry said to Walburga's painting. "the redheaded woman called you a bitch." Harry said before walking off, he just reached the door when he saw Mrs Weasley stop with her hand trying to calm her beating heart as Mrs Black was shouting and screaming at her. Harry rolled his eyes with amusement before walking out.
Harry had just left brought some food for Selena and Hedwig right before he summoned Dobby and had him take the food to his room. Harry was walking, minding his own business and trying not to notice the looks that everyone else was giving him. Harry was well aware of how his reputation had increased over the last year.
Between being forced into a magical tournament and being turned on by the whole school the public had developed a sense of pity for him, the fact that he did so good in the tournament against students older than him combined with the fact that he actually won the damn thing had made his reputation as a strong wizard go up higher. Attending the ball with a veela did not make his reputation any worse, better if anything, then the fact that he stopped Pettigrew and fought Apophis made people look at him like he was a superhero.
Harry was suddenly brought out of his thoughts when he felt a pair of arms wrap around him and quickly realised that he was being pulled into a hug, the soft arms combined with the feminine body pressed against his own told him that his hugger was female, he could not see her face as it was buried in his shoulder but the beautiful blonde hair instantly gave away who it was.
"Fleur?!" Harry gasped as he hugged her back.
"I have missed you Arry." Fleur smiled.
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