The monster came with him, matching him step for step. “You don’t see me?” Conor shouted as he came.
“You don’t see me?” “No, O’Malley!” Harry shouted back as he stood.
“No, I don’t. No one here does!” Conor stopped and looked around slowly.
The whole room was watching them now, waiting to see what would happen.
Except when Conor turned to face them. Then they looked away, like it was too embarrassing or painful to actually look at him directly.
Only Lily held his eyes for longer than a second, her face anxious and hurt.
“You think this scares me, O’Malley?” Harry said, touching the blood on his forehead.
“You think I’m ever going to be afraid of you?” Conor said nothing, just started moving forward again.
Harry took a step back. “Conor O’Malley,” he said, his voice growing poisonous now.
“Who everyone’s sorry for because of his mum. Who swans around school acting like he’s so different, like no one knows his suffering.”
Conor kept walking. He was almost there. “Conor O’Malley who wants to be punished,” Harry said, still stepping back, his eyes on Conor’s.
“Conor O’Malley who needs to be punished. And why is that, Conor O’Malley? What secrets do you hide that are so terrible?”
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