Harry Potter: Go To Hell

Late in November and after his second Bank run of the month, Albus finally called the Trio of Misfortune to his office for a long overdue meeting. He had finally realized the school had turned on the trio over something but he had no idea what that something was. He'd also decided it was past time he made his disapproval of their marking of their faces clear to them. He decided since the children weren't getting the message their classmates were giving them, it was time he informed them to remove those disgusting marks at once. So he had called for them to meet with him to discuss the matter.

To his surprise, both Professor McGonagal and Professor Snape as well as Madam Pomfrey showed up along with the Trio. While he wouldn't have minded them being present if it was Mr. Potter he needed to chastise, he didn't like the idea of them overseeing his meetings with these particular students. He was well aware the trio of adults wouldn't understand the tasks he assigned to the young people and would more than likely object to his instructions to them. So his first order of business was to get them to leave the office for now.

"Professors," he smiled and twinkled, sincerely confused as to why they were here. "I'm sorry but I arranged a meeting right now with Mr and Ms Weasely and Ms Granger. Could we perhaps handle your concerns at a later time as they do have a curfew and this really can't be put off any longer?"

"The meeting you want with them is exactly why we're here, Albus," snapped Professor McGonagal, not bothering to hide her ire. She was at the end of her patience with this group of students. They absolutely refused to listen to her and she'd come to the conclusion they'd never respected her in any fashion. As if they had, they wouldn't be so steadfastly refusing to listen to her now. Severus had already moved to his customary shadowy corner where he could see and hear everything but be unobserved by the collective.

Madam Pomfrey nodded adding somewhat playfully, "We've discovered they have a nasty tendency to lie even when they know they'll pay for it. Painfully. So I'm here to monitor them and keep them on their feet. Their marks have begun to render them unconscious when their nasty little habit goes on for too long."

Albus frowned. He had no idea what was going on but it was clear to him his deputy was highly upset with the children over something and Madam Pomfrey clearly had no sympathy for them either. "Well, I really only called them here to find out what is going on and why the students seem to be upset with them. I can understand the students being upset at their use of body art but their behavior seems a little extreme to me."

He turned to the trio of students and said, "I know you probably believed you were starting a new fashion trend. And I applaud you for the idea. But I'm afraid you chose the wrong avenue to do so. Our recent history has made the use of body art highly stigmatized by the public and so it'll never catch on. I must insist you remove it at once and find a different venue to impress your peers."

Hermione spoke up before anyone else could. "We didn't do this to ourselves, Headmaster. The students are upset because Harry did this to us. And he says he won't undo it. We've tried to make him. Even begged him. But he laughs at us and refuses. A few of the other students have even suggested he undo it before you saw what he did to us. But he's not listening to them either. Not surprising since he never does listen to anyone except you." Her cheek began swelling at an alarming rate.

Madam Pomfrey tutted quietly. "And there she goes again. Lying her head off and implying things that aren't true just to get another into trouble."

Hermione glared at the Matron before focusing her attention back on the Headmaster. "The other kids are all afraid of him. So they don't want anything to do with us in case he thinks they're siding with us and he does it to them as well. None of them want to run the risk of being marked as we are. Just because we told him something he didn't want to hear and tried to make him obey school rules. Show the teachers the respect they deserve. He got angry and marked us. On our faces. And then lied about what he did. Claimed it wasn't dark magic. We all know it is. Claimed it wasn't his magic he used. But who else's would it have been? Claimed he can't remove them when he's the one that put them here. Of course, he can remove them."

Blood was seeping from the rune. She was wobbly on her feet and struggling to remain conscious but she knew this was the chance she'd been waiting for and wasn't about to give in and pass out now. Her voice was a thready whisper but she struggled onward knowing she had to make her point and let the Headmaster know just how badly his staff was letting them down this year. "But they won't make him do so. They bought his lies and won't even try to make him. Nor will they make him apologize for doing it to begin with. They won't even punish him for it. When he clearly deserves to be punished. They claim it was his right as our Patron to punish us for what he sees as our misconduct towards himself. As if! He isn't my Patron."

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