hp 7.2

year 7: chapter 2 “in memoriam”, page 28

harry reached the bottom of the article, but continued to stare blankly at the page.  revulsion and fury rose in him like vomit; he balled up the newspaper and threw it, with all his force, at the wall, where it joined the rest of the rubbish heaped around his overflowing bin.

he began to stride blindly around the room, opening empty drawers and picking up books only to replace them on the same piles, barely conscious of what he was doing, as random phrases from rita’s article echoed in his head …

“lies!” harry bellowed, and through the window he saw the next-door neighbor, who had paused to restart his lawn mower, look up nervously.

i love harry’s angst.