Harry scoffed, and spun as he wrenched the door open, "Are you joking?" he said scathingly, "What more is there to say?!" he found himself backing out of the room, shouting at a Snape who appeared frozen by indecision, "The cat’s out of the bag now - what’s the point in any of it, when it will all end the same? Just leave me alone -  I’m done! I’m done with all of it! Tell Dumbledore he can make someone else his fucking martyr!" Harry turned to flee down the corridor but stopped abruptly at who he found ahead of him.