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I do not own any of the characters that are mentioned in this story, nor do I own the script for "Empire Records." The only person I do own is the character of Audrey. Read on kids.*
The beginning of their 7th year at Hogwarts was truly the beginning of a completely new time in the wizard world. After the attack of Voldemort in the 5th year, Harry and company ahd spent the last year and a half defeating the dark lord. Draco Malfoy, the most annoying git in the world, turned out to be halfway decent after his father was castrated and placed in a barrel after denouncing his ties to Voldemort.
The summer before 7th year, the wizarding world had begun to rebuilt itself from the ruins of the war. Muggle and magical aspects were all incorporated. As a new program at Hogwarts to integrate muggle ways into the curriculum, Dumbledore started a "work-study" program for 6th and 7th year students in Hogsmeade. Professor Snape decided to quit his job as a potions professor and manage a magical record store in Hogsmeade, Empress Records. It featured both muggle and magical music.
This story takes place the last part of 7th year for Harry and Co
Chapter One
Ginny walked into the office at Empress Records. It was late and she was dying to get off work. She walked into the office and saw Harry sitting on the couch.
"Harry?"
"Ginny."
Ginny sighed, and walked across the room to the lockers. "Harry, what are you doing in here?"
Harry leaned back on the couch and crossed his legs. He had a far-off look. Harry paused, then turned towards Ginny. "My life has reached its pinnacle.Snape is letting me close the store tonight."
"You're kidding?!" Ginny stared at him, then burst into a small laughing fit.
"I am not."
"Big responsibility Harry."
"Yes," said Harry. "But Snape's rules are extremely simple. Keep my hands off his butterbeer, cigars, and drumsticks."
Ginny shut her locker and straddled Harry on the couch. She put out her lower lip and sighed. "My, my, how will you remember it all?" Ginny got up and walked towards the exit, "Good luck.don't screw it up."
Harry sat up straight on the couch and rubbed his hands together. "A responsibility like this requires the obedience of a saint."
Harry propped his feet up on Snape's desk with a cigar dangling from the corner of his mouth. He was concentrating, despite the loud music, on counting the money from that day. He finished and put all the money into the sacks that had to be put in the safe. He began to clean up the desk a bit when he stumbled upon a piece of parchment that looked like a contract.
Harry lifted the parchment up the light and read what it said.
Magik Muzik Towne Franchise Option Agreement
"They gotta be kidding! In the Immortal words of some muggle band called The Doors.the time to hesitate is through."
Harry leaped out of the chair, grabbed his broom and flew off.sacks of money weighing him down.
Chapter 2
Harry flew half the night to Atlantis City, one of biggest gambling, booze guzzling, booby flashing towns that was known especially for its high rollers.
Harry stepped into the Cruella Craps and Roulette bar, money bags in tow.
He walked up to one of the roulette tables and placed a bet on 22.
The ball spun around and landed on 22.
"22 black," said the employee.
Other regular gamblers were murmuring amongst themselves, wondering who the new high roller was.
Harry wandered over to the craps table and placed the bag full of galleons on the table. The craps croupier eyed him with much curiosity, but did not pay him much attention.
"Bets... end of roll. New roller. Place your bets please ladies and gentlemen. Place your bets down.we have a high roller," looking at Harry with an amused look in his eyes.
Harry smirked back in a way Draco Malfoy himself would have been proud of. "9, 104 galleons, I counted it..twice."
One of the various women who were draped along the table sauntered over to Harry and literally latched onto his side. With a voice that sounded like she had smoked one too many cigarettes in her time, she leaned into Harry and said,"I like your style."
Harry looked at her for a moment, eyed her more buxom friend who was on the other side of the leech-like woman, then looked back at her with a glint in his eye.
"Well, Joe told me to count it twice."
The craps croupier stared at him intently. He then realized who the new high roller was.
"That would be very good Mr. Potter."
The leech woman and her friend were now on either side of Harry.
"Feeling lucky?"
Harry smirked, and rolled the dice. "I'm guided by a force much greater than luck."
The table watched as the dice rolled to the other end. An audible gasp came from the group as the dice stopped.
"Seven! A winner!"
Leech woman and company hugged Harry and began to jump up and down, carefully exposing their cleavage in the process to the new high roller.
"Baby! You are sex!"
A smile slowly formed on Harry's face as he placed his new bets. "I know."
I do not own any of the characters that are mentioned in this story, nor do I own the script for "Empire Records." The only person I do own is the character of Audrey. Read on kids.*
The beginning of their 7th year at Hogwarts was truly the beginning of a completely new time in the wizard world. After the attack of Voldemort in the 5th year, Harry and company ahd spent the last year and a half defeating the dark lord. Draco Malfoy, the most annoying git in the world, turned out to be halfway decent after his father was castrated and placed in a barrel after denouncing his ties to Voldemort.
The summer before 7th year, the wizarding world had begun to rebuilt itself from the ruins of the war. Muggle and magical aspects were all incorporated. As a new program at Hogwarts to integrate muggle ways into the curriculum, Dumbledore started a "work-study" program for 6th and 7th year students in Hogsmeade. Professor Snape decided to quit his job as a potions professor and manage a magical record store in Hogsmeade, Empress Records. It featured both muggle and magical music.
This story takes place the last part of 7th year for Harry and Co
Chapter One
Ginny walked into the office at Empress Records. It was late and she was dying to get off work. She walked into the office and saw Harry sitting on the couch.
"Harry?"
"Ginny."
Ginny sighed, and walked across the room to the lockers. "Harry, what are you doing in here?"
Harry leaned back on the couch and crossed his legs. He had a far-off look. Harry paused, then turned towards Ginny. "My life has reached its pinnacle.Snape is letting me close the store tonight."
"You're kidding?!" Ginny stared at him, then burst into a small laughing fit.
"I am not."
"Big responsibility Harry."
"Yes," said Harry. "But Snape's rules are extremely simple. Keep my hands off his butterbeer, cigars, and drumsticks."
Ginny shut her locker and straddled Harry on the couch. She put out her lower lip and sighed. "My, my, how will you remember it all?" Ginny got up and walked towards the exit, "Good luck.don't screw it up."
Harry sat up straight on the couch and rubbed his hands together. "A responsibility like this requires the obedience of a saint."
Harry propped his feet up on Snape's desk with a cigar dangling from the corner of his mouth. He was concentrating, despite the loud music, on counting the money from that day. He finished and put all the money into the sacks that had to be put in the safe. He began to clean up the desk a bit when he stumbled upon a piece of parchment that looked like a contract.
Harry lifted the parchment up the light and read what it said.
Magik Muzik Towne Franchise Option Agreement
"They gotta be kidding! In the Immortal words of some muggle band called The Doors.the time to hesitate is through."
Harry leaped out of the chair, grabbed his broom and flew off.sacks of money weighing him down.
Chapter 2
Harry flew half the night to Atlantis City, one of biggest gambling, booze guzzling, booby flashing towns that was known especially for its high rollers.
Harry stepped into the Cruella Craps and Roulette bar, money bags in tow.
He walked up to one of the roulette tables and placed a bet on 22.
The ball spun around and landed on 22.
"22 black," said the employee.
Other regular gamblers were murmuring amongst themselves, wondering who the new high roller was.
Harry wandered over to the craps table and placed the bag full of galleons on the table. The craps croupier eyed him with much curiosity, but did not pay him much attention.
"Bets... end of roll. New roller. Place your bets please ladies and gentlemen. Place your bets down.we have a high roller," looking at Harry with an amused look in his eyes.
Harry smirked back in a way Draco Malfoy himself would have been proud of. "9, 104 galleons, I counted it..twice."
One of the various women who were draped along the table sauntered over to Harry and literally latched onto his side. With a voice that sounded like she had smoked one too many cigarettes in her time, she leaned into Harry and said,"I like your style."
Harry looked at her for a moment, eyed her more buxom friend who was on the other side of the leech-like woman, then looked back at her with a glint in his eye.
"Well, Joe told me to count it twice."
The craps croupier stared at him intently. He then realized who the new high roller was.
"That would be very good Mr. Potter."
The leech woman and her friend were now on either side of Harry.
"Feeling lucky?"
Harry smirked, and rolled the dice. "I'm guided by a force much greater than luck."
The table watched as the dice rolled to the other end. An audible gasp came from the group as the dice stopped.
"Seven! A winner!"
Leech woman and company hugged Harry and began to jump up and down, carefully exposing their cleavage in the process to the new high roller.
"Baby! You are sex!"
A smile slowly formed on Harry's face as he placed his new bets. "I know."