Harry had been sitting in the common room for an hour, listening to Neville and Blaise, refusing to acknowledge what they were saying was true. He didn't understand why Neville was doing this to him, but he supposed that the other boy had believed the story Blaise had told him about Draco loving him. He finally decided he had had enough and stood up and stalked away. He went straight to the showers and locked the doors, refusing anyone access until he was done. What he needed was a good long soak. Maybe a good wank to relieve some tension. He spent an hour in the shower, letting the boiling water wash over him. He had heard pounding on the door a few times, once with Ron screaming at him, but he had ignored it all. they could wait. He just needed to think. or not think, since that's what he was really doing.