Ninety seven

Hermione arrived home with a fit of rage. Her mind couldn't stop thinking about the video Dylan was with and how embarrassed she feels at the thought of Jarvis seeing all that.

"HOW DARE THOSE CLIFFORDS?!" She screamed, her fists held tight and her face tightly contorted.

Her breath came out heavy and she paced around the living room.

Harold, who heard her scream, ran down the stairs and asked what was going on with her. Hermione looked at him with tear-filled eyes but she wasn't sure if she could tell him.

It was weird.

So she asked, "Is my mom back home?"

Harold shook his head and answered, "No, she's not. Madeline left not too long ago. You can talk to me though."

Hermione let out a shaky breath. "I just need to go to my room and think. Excuse me." She said and walked up the stairs.

Harold watched it and wondered what was happening. He was hardly in the loop these days but he knew anger should have something to do with Dylan or Sean.

But what can he do?

There's something he wante
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