Potter Programmer

Part 5

"And why the hell not!?" I demand.

"It's not a traditional wand so it's against the rules"

"Pfft! Of course it isn't a traditional wand! It's better! My Piercing Hex used to go through a table. Now it goes through three meters of Stone. It's so much better than your twigs" I wave him off.

I leave, ignoring the yells from behind me and return to the Common Room.

"How did you do it Potter?" Weasley demanded, the rest of the House behind him.

"Do what?"

"Put your name in the Goblet of Fire of course!"

I blink.

"Weasley you think I care about this stupid tournament!? I don't care. I don't want to compete!"

"Liar! How else could your name have been put into it!?"

"Oh I don't know! MAYBE SOMEONE HOPES I'll DIE DURING THE TASKS!" I bellow at him.

"OH STOP THINKING EVERYTHING'S AN ATTEMPT ON YOUR LIFE YOU BASTARD!"

I glare at him. "So the fact I was nearly killed by a Basilisk in second year was a hallucination? Back in first year when Quirrel tired killing me multiple times? The Acromantula just wanted a friendly chat in second year? THE DEMENTORS LAST YEAR RONALD!? EACH AND EVERY BLOODY YEAR I COME TO THIS SCHOOL I FACE SOME KIND OF LIFE OR DEATH SITUATION!"

"This is entertaining and all, but we have business to finish" A Prefect stepped forward. "Harry James Potter, we the students of Gryffindor House have voted and have chosen to cast you from the House. From this day forward you are not a student of Gryffindor House"

My Robes bleed into black and the Gryffindor symbol changed to the Hogwarts Crest.

I sigh, pulling out my Gunblade and lifting it, I cast a single spell.

"Accio Harry Potter's things" I pull the trigger.

After a moment my things fly down the staircase and to my feet where I shrink it and put it in my pocket.

Then my money bag flies out of Weasley's pocket and I catch it.

I blink but open and check it.

Nothing gone.

"I'm mightily curious as to why you have my money bag Weasley, but since nothing's missing I'll leave it alone for now" He suddenly looked nervous.

I stuff it in my pocket and turn around, seeing Hermione behind me.

"I'm moving into my Workshop" I say.

"I'm joining you" She summoned her things as well and we left the Tower.

This time when we entered my Workshop there was a door off to the side, living accommodations.

Without classes I can actually get some work done, I crack my knuckles, feeling my tiredness fade away.

Hermione saw my eagerness and giggled.

"Here're my ideas for you to work on" She said, messing with her Holophone and I get a message. "But I'm in desperate need of my beauty sleep"

"You don't need beauty sleep Hermione" I kiss her on the cheek. "Goodnight"

I watch her walk into the next room and turn to the furnaces, slowly heating up metal I'd left in them yesterday.

"Let's get to work shall we?" I open the message and see a nice list of Muggle objects. "Blending in with the Muggles hey? I approve"

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The night passes slowly as I move back and forward between wood, metal, the furnaces and my bike...

I should really name that at some point.

I've finished the main frame of the bike and some of the left arm.

Each piece I make I make a mirror version I prepare for the right arm.

But I head to bed at 2 in the morning, any longer and I'll be making dangerous mistakes.

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I wake to find a bunch of brown bushy hair in my face and a weight in my chest.

I carefully move my arms and feel around to discover Hermione had decided to join me in the middle of the night.

I hold her close and enjoy the sensation of her body on mine.

For about an hour I doze between sleeping and waking, caressing Hermione till she moves.

"Morning Hermione" I grunt, making her still.

"Harry? Why is your voice so deep!" She asks.

I chuckle, feeling her shiver in my arms.

"This is my actual voice, a usually take a potion in the morning to make it higher, I suspect you get why"

"Merlin! If the girls heard your voice they'd be jumping you every time they heard it!" She said, rolling off me and standing. "I need the bathroom, be right back"

(He has Corpse's voice)

I got up and got changed, seeing my Robes were still black.

Sadness filled me for a moment before I shook it off.

If they can't see the truth staring them in the face then why bother trying to tell them?

They don't want me?

Screw them!

Hermione comes in and I go have a shower, coming back to find Hermione in Houseless Robes.

"Hermione?" I ask. "Why are you're robes different too?"

"Hmm? Oh, well I decided that if they're going to kick you out then I'm coming with you. We've stuck by each other through everything. Minus the Broomstick thing but that's Weasley's fault"

I kiss her.

"That's really touching Hermione, now get to class. There's no need to wait up for me" I whisper.

She left and I sigh.

I have a lot of work to do.