I do not own Harry Potter or any superstars of the WWE.
Seems vague but it'll have to do.
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What if...
Harry Potter's professors were replaced by the WWE superstars. (a bit childish but I didn't have anything to do.)
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Chapter I: The Texan
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Harry Potter couldn't take it anymore! For the last two months he had been bored to death. He could not go out for fear that Voldemort will find him. It was more of the fear of everyone else than his.
He, personally, doesn't give a damn. But for all the trouble he had caused Dumbledore, it was the least he could do.
At least, he was allowed to go to Diagon Alley for his supplies.
Once or twice he had envisioned that he could just escape. But his impulsiveness caused the life of his dear friend and godfather, Sirius Black. At least, that's what they all say. He, with the help of Luna Lovegood, believes that Sirius was trapped. But he does not know where or how he could help.
He thought of it everyday since he returned from Hogwarts. But he knew he could not do anything from muggle London. He needed to get back to the wizarding world to know more.
Looking at the calendar, he sighed. Only one ore day and he'll be back to where he belonged.
**
Dumbledore sat down in one of the benches in the Leaky Cauldron as he smiled at the person in front of him. With the war against Voldemort waging, he needed help and the man in front of him will help him. He had already told him his plight and suggestion and merely waited for an answer.
And his success rested on the Texan's decision.
"Are you in?" Dumbledore asked with a twinkle in his eyes. The Texan smirked and looked at him gravely.
"Let me get this straight," he said in a gruff, no-nonsense tone. "You want me to... You must be the craziest son of a bitch I have ever met." The profanity made Dumbledore smile further.
"I may be," the professor agreed. "But they will not expect this."
"But by agreeing to this, you must abide to my terms," the Texan said as he looked the professor deep in his eyes. Dumbledore was ready.
"Of course," he said.
"That includes me raising hell whenever I see fit," the Texan said.
"Whatever it takes," Dumbledore nodded. "If it is justified. So? Are you in?" he asked.
"Let me think about it," the Texan scratched his goatee and smiled. "Alright I've thought about it. I have three words for you."
"And that is?"
"OH! HELL YEAH!"
**
It was not a surprise when Mad Eye Moody picked him up from his aunt's house. Not even his back up force surprised Harry. It was like the fifth year again. And he was damn tired of it.
Their trip was uneventful, especially with Moody's paranoia. Instead of a secret place they sent him to the Leaky Cauldron's inn. This was a strange occurrence from Moody's part.
Paranoid as he was, he would never let him stay in something that was a security risk. Even if it was just two days before his trip to Hogwarts.
He even had permission to visit Diagon Alley unattended! What was going on?
Never look a gift horse in the mouth, so Harry, as soon as he had heard that his best friend Ron was there, took a small pouch of coins and made his way towards Diagon Alley.
When he arrived, he was shocked.
There were fewer people roaming the alley than he had ever seen before. Was this the result of the attack in the ministry two months back? He could even sense the gloom around the hearts of the people.
It was like they had nothing to live for.
Just then, he saw a group of red haired people coming his way.
"Oi! Harry!" Ron shouted as he came running towards him. Harry smiled as he saw his friend. A friendly face was always welcomed especially during this most stressful time.
"Hey Ron," Harry smiled. "Getting our books?" he asked.
"I still have my brother's old ones and their all in the list," Ron said sheepishly. Harry knew that Ron was sensitive when it comes to money. Just then, Harry noticed a beautiful young woman with flaming red hair approach him.
Harry immediately swallowed as she neared him. There was something familiar about this woman. Something extremely familiar. Harry suddenly blinked and blushed as he realized who it was.
"Ginny?" he called out in a hoarse whisper. Virginia Weasley giggled as she smiled brightly at him. Her freckles seemed to accent her beauty further and Harry began to imagine where in her delightful body does her freckles cover.
Immediately he stifled his thoughts. This was Ron's sister for crying out loud! Damn these hormones!
"Hi Harry," she smiled. "Alright there?" Harry blinked twice and smiled back.
"I'm fine," he assured her but a tremor in his voice came and only Ginny heard it as it was. Discomfort.
"Like the new look?" she asked making Harry blush even more.
"Very," his voice came as a breath. He needed to look away, for his sake. He forced himself calm and turned to his friend but still felt her eyes on him. "What's happening around, Ron?"
"People are scared," he said straightforwardly surprising his friend. "Few have the courage to venture out of their houses. I suspect that there will be fewer students at Hogwarts this year."
"Hermione?" Harry asked hopefully. Without his friends he would be lost but then he saw how Ron was blushing and smiled at his plight.
"Really, Harry. You didn't think I would let you boys seek any more trouble," the reprimanding voice of Hermione came from behind him. Smiling, he turned to face his friend but his jaw suddenly hung when he saw her.
Hermione was a stunner. Her curly locks heightened her features and some parts were blossoming out. She was beginning to fill up and if that wasn't enough, her curves were showing. Indeed, Harry knew that Ron was harboring secret desires to the brown haired witch and now he knew that his best friend will have one hell of a time trying to subdue them.
"Ron had the same expression when he saw her two days ago," another voice said as Harry unhinged his jaw and looked for the owner. There, beside Ginny, was Luna Lovegood. And Harry fought the urge to gape again. It wasn't long since he last saw her but now. He must be dreaming.
Luna was lovely. Her hair was straight and no longer unmanageable, her eyes were upon him with such mirth that it seemed that she was happy to see him. Still, though, she wore her wand at the back of her ear, which added to her appeal.
"Shall we get our things?" she asked as she went to Ginny's side and hauled her away. In his mind, Harry had a hard time choosing who was more beautiful among the two.
Harry cursed for it will be a long ten months of hell.
**
"Are those the kids?" the Texan said as he and Dumbledore watched the teens go off to buy their supplies.
"There are dangerous beings set out to hurt them," Dumbledore smiled sadly as he gazed at the Texan.
"I'll see to it that they are safe," he said with full confidence. Something Dumbledore knew he had.
"I'm sure you and your crew will succeed," the wizard said. "Arrangements have been made. You will leave tomorrow on the Hogwarts Express. Although..." Dumbledore grinned ruefully as he gazed the Texan in the eyes. "People will have questions to why we have a coffin in the train. Are you sure that is necessary?" The Texan chuckled when he opened a can of beer. Taking a large gulp, the smiled at the wizard.
"He will not rest in peace," the Texan said with a smile.
"What about the others?" Dumbledore asked but the twinkle in his eye was still there.
"They understood and they're ready," the Texan smiled. "And anyone who messes with the school and its students will taste hell on earth!" He chugged his beer and smiled at the wizard.
"'Cause that's the bottom line!"
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A/n: Do not hurt me. Any suggestions?
Seems vague but it'll have to do.
.
What if...
Harry Potter's professors were replaced by the WWE superstars. (a bit childish but I didn't have anything to do.)
.
Chapter I: The Texan
.
Harry Potter couldn't take it anymore! For the last two months he had been bored to death. He could not go out for fear that Voldemort will find him. It was more of the fear of everyone else than his.
He, personally, doesn't give a damn. But for all the trouble he had caused Dumbledore, it was the least he could do.
At least, he was allowed to go to Diagon Alley for his supplies.
Once or twice he had envisioned that he could just escape. But his impulsiveness caused the life of his dear friend and godfather, Sirius Black. At least, that's what they all say. He, with the help of Luna Lovegood, believes that Sirius was trapped. But he does not know where or how he could help.
He thought of it everyday since he returned from Hogwarts. But he knew he could not do anything from muggle London. He needed to get back to the wizarding world to know more.
Looking at the calendar, he sighed. Only one ore day and he'll be back to where he belonged.
**
Dumbledore sat down in one of the benches in the Leaky Cauldron as he smiled at the person in front of him. With the war against Voldemort waging, he needed help and the man in front of him will help him. He had already told him his plight and suggestion and merely waited for an answer.
And his success rested on the Texan's decision.
"Are you in?" Dumbledore asked with a twinkle in his eyes. The Texan smirked and looked at him gravely.
"Let me get this straight," he said in a gruff, no-nonsense tone. "You want me to... You must be the craziest son of a bitch I have ever met." The profanity made Dumbledore smile further.
"I may be," the professor agreed. "But they will not expect this."
"But by agreeing to this, you must abide to my terms," the Texan said as he looked the professor deep in his eyes. Dumbledore was ready.
"Of course," he said.
"That includes me raising hell whenever I see fit," the Texan said.
"Whatever it takes," Dumbledore nodded. "If it is justified. So? Are you in?" he asked.
"Let me think about it," the Texan scratched his goatee and smiled. "Alright I've thought about it. I have three words for you."
"And that is?"
"OH! HELL YEAH!"
**
It was not a surprise when Mad Eye Moody picked him up from his aunt's house. Not even his back up force surprised Harry. It was like the fifth year again. And he was damn tired of it.
Their trip was uneventful, especially with Moody's paranoia. Instead of a secret place they sent him to the Leaky Cauldron's inn. This was a strange occurrence from Moody's part.
Paranoid as he was, he would never let him stay in something that was a security risk. Even if it was just two days before his trip to Hogwarts.
He even had permission to visit Diagon Alley unattended! What was going on?
Never look a gift horse in the mouth, so Harry, as soon as he had heard that his best friend Ron was there, took a small pouch of coins and made his way towards Diagon Alley.
When he arrived, he was shocked.
There were fewer people roaming the alley than he had ever seen before. Was this the result of the attack in the ministry two months back? He could even sense the gloom around the hearts of the people.
It was like they had nothing to live for.
Just then, he saw a group of red haired people coming his way.
"Oi! Harry!" Ron shouted as he came running towards him. Harry smiled as he saw his friend. A friendly face was always welcomed especially during this most stressful time.
"Hey Ron," Harry smiled. "Getting our books?" he asked.
"I still have my brother's old ones and their all in the list," Ron said sheepishly. Harry knew that Ron was sensitive when it comes to money. Just then, Harry noticed a beautiful young woman with flaming red hair approach him.
Harry immediately swallowed as she neared him. There was something familiar about this woman. Something extremely familiar. Harry suddenly blinked and blushed as he realized who it was.
"Ginny?" he called out in a hoarse whisper. Virginia Weasley giggled as she smiled brightly at him. Her freckles seemed to accent her beauty further and Harry began to imagine where in her delightful body does her freckles cover.
Immediately he stifled his thoughts. This was Ron's sister for crying out loud! Damn these hormones!
"Hi Harry," she smiled. "Alright there?" Harry blinked twice and smiled back.
"I'm fine," he assured her but a tremor in his voice came and only Ginny heard it as it was. Discomfort.
"Like the new look?" she asked making Harry blush even more.
"Very," his voice came as a breath. He needed to look away, for his sake. He forced himself calm and turned to his friend but still felt her eyes on him. "What's happening around, Ron?"
"People are scared," he said straightforwardly surprising his friend. "Few have the courage to venture out of their houses. I suspect that there will be fewer students at Hogwarts this year."
"Hermione?" Harry asked hopefully. Without his friends he would be lost but then he saw how Ron was blushing and smiled at his plight.
"Really, Harry. You didn't think I would let you boys seek any more trouble," the reprimanding voice of Hermione came from behind him. Smiling, he turned to face his friend but his jaw suddenly hung when he saw her.
Hermione was a stunner. Her curly locks heightened her features and some parts were blossoming out. She was beginning to fill up and if that wasn't enough, her curves were showing. Indeed, Harry knew that Ron was harboring secret desires to the brown haired witch and now he knew that his best friend will have one hell of a time trying to subdue them.
"Ron had the same expression when he saw her two days ago," another voice said as Harry unhinged his jaw and looked for the owner. There, beside Ginny, was Luna Lovegood. And Harry fought the urge to gape again. It wasn't long since he last saw her but now. He must be dreaming.
Luna was lovely. Her hair was straight and no longer unmanageable, her eyes were upon him with such mirth that it seemed that she was happy to see him. Still, though, she wore her wand at the back of her ear, which added to her appeal.
"Shall we get our things?" she asked as she went to Ginny's side and hauled her away. In his mind, Harry had a hard time choosing who was more beautiful among the two.
Harry cursed for it will be a long ten months of hell.
**
"Are those the kids?" the Texan said as he and Dumbledore watched the teens go off to buy their supplies.
"There are dangerous beings set out to hurt them," Dumbledore smiled sadly as he gazed at the Texan.
"I'll see to it that they are safe," he said with full confidence. Something Dumbledore knew he had.
"I'm sure you and your crew will succeed," the wizard said. "Arrangements have been made. You will leave tomorrow on the Hogwarts Express. Although..." Dumbledore grinned ruefully as he gazed the Texan in the eyes. "People will have questions to why we have a coffin in the train. Are you sure that is necessary?" The Texan chuckled when he opened a can of beer. Taking a large gulp, the smiled at the wizard.
"He will not rest in peace," the Texan said with a smile.
"What about the others?" Dumbledore asked but the twinkle in his eye was still there.
"They understood and they're ready," the Texan smiled. "And anyone who messes with the school and its students will taste hell on earth!" He chugged his beer and smiled at the wizard.
"'Cause that's the bottom line!"
.
A/n: Do not hurt me. Any suggestions?