HP: In The Magical World As a An Extra [ Chapter 66 ] (Patreon)

Meanwhile, at the Gryffindor table, Harry sat even more conflicted than before. He hadn't been expecting that. He hadn't been expecting that at all.

For Magnus to apologize for his uncle's role in his parent's death. He wanted to be angry at him, for even trying to apologize for it, an apology wasn't going to bring his parents back.

But he felt himself cringe when he thought about blaming Magnus for what his uncle did, he knew that he would never want to be blamed for anything that his aunt, uncle or cousin did.

And he suddenly felt a pan of anger towards the redhead beside him for his harsh words and insults towards Magnus when the boy had come to apologize to him.

Ronald for his part sat down after Magnus had left sat down in a huff, "Bloody traitor, who does he think he is," the redhead grumbled before looking to Harry and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry mate, I've got your back, next time that Black shows up, we'll show him."

Harry clenched his fists at the statement as he felt his anger rise as he fought back from yelling, he didn't want to risk his new friendship with Ron but at the same time he felt that his friend was well out of line by what he has said to Magnus.

"Why did you do that? He was just coming over to apologise?" Harry asked him looking at his so-called friend.

Ronald looked shocked at the sudden question, "Well why wouldn't I? He's a Black, they're all dark, just because he's not in Slytherin doesn't mean he can be trusted, he's just trying to pull something on you, trying to get close to you just like his uncle did to your folks."

"But you heard him, he's never even met his uncle, so how could he be anything like a man he's never met, you shouldn't judge people just because of their family." Harry said as he stood up having come to a decision then and there.

Ronald looked taken back by that statement as Harry stood up, "Hey where are you going?" he asked as he went to get up as well.

"To talk to Magnus, don't follow me. If you can't see how wrong you are I don't want you as my friend." Harry said as he walked away leaving a stunned and gaping Ronald at the table.

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Magnus POV:-

I stumbled down one of the corridors in the castle as I took deep breaths, the twisting in my stomach was starting to settle down, but it didn't stop me being concerned with just what was happening to me.

I had been concerned ever since the meeting with Dumbledore, about these sudden bursts of feelings I didn't know what was going on with me with these feeling suddenly coming to a head at the most inopportune times.

I had experienced some small forms of them over the past month, but they had been small, when I was with Tonks or Aunt Andy, a warmness in my chest, happiness that made me smile and laugh whenever something was funny, like a child would do in a similar situation.

But now it was starting to affect me at the worst times, I did not want Dumbledore to know of my metamorph skills this early on, and because of my emotional slip and subsequent loss of control he does.

And now, back in the hall I was literally a seconds away from losing control when Weasley started on me, maybe it wasn't such a good idea to learn those more harmful spells this early on.

'Part of me wanted to see the weasels face if I was to cast the internal freezing curse on him, to watch as he froze from the inside out.'

I shivered at the thought, I had only read about that in one of the many books in the Black library, I had yet to try it out, but I had been very tempted to make Weasley my test subject to see its effects first hand.

I groaned as I came to a stop down a corridor and slumped against the wall rubbing my forehead as I felt the anger at his words boil up again.

'How dare that ginger-fuckwit think to call my uncle a traitor when he's got the real traitor in his fucking dorm room as his pet fucking rat.'

I clenched my fists in anger, it would be so easy to just go to the Gryffindor common room and march up there and take that rat bastard Pettigrew and turn him over the DMLE.

Of course, that would be after I had the pleasure of testing some of my harmful spells on him for some retribution of my own first.

I knew the password for the common room from the movies, after all, the little bastard wouldn't even know what hit him.

'No....' taking several deep breaths I brought up my occlumency barriers and pulled my emotions back as I did my best to calm down.

I knew why I couldn't do that, because people would ask questions, like how I knew where Pettigrew was, and on top of that I didn't know how it would affect things.

If I threw Pettigrew into the spotlight right now, with how Minister Fudge reacted when it happened in the original storyline he could very well try to cover it up as he did then and have Pettigrew swept under the rug and deny things given how bad things would be for him if it was shown that a pureblood wizard was thrown into Azkaban without a trial.

Which when you think about it, was the whole reason he was so heavy-handed by sending dementors to Hogwarts and put the kiss on sight order on Sirius when he broke out, it was all an attempt to cover things up.