Disclaimer: What is this all about? Of course its not mine - it's a bloody fanfiction! Yeah, yeah, yeah - it belongs to J.K Rowling - whatever, just don't sue my ass alright?

Summary: Life, Love and Laughs, The dreams team future.

A/N: Hey this is Ron, Hermione and Harry's future, plus

Harry's girlfriend - by the way has a few OOTP spoilers so if

you haven't read it, why the hell haven't you read it!!??

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DREAM TEAM'S FUTURE

Harry woke up after a restless sleep. He had the nightmares

about that night again. The night he was sure Voldemort was

dead, after all he killed him with his own wand, the prophecy

had been fulfilled.

But he didn't want to go over it in his head. He had more

important things to worry about. Like the quidditch match he

thought with a jolt -

it was against The London Crows today. It was a quarter final.

This would be fine; if only Draco wasn't the seeker - he

suspected this might be more of the generous Lucius Malfoy

than Malfoys actual skill, but there you go. He looked over

to the other side of the bed, but saw that his girlfriend had gone

to work already. Damnit, he thought, he was hoping for a few

words of encouragement. Oh, well - maybe he could go and see

Ron. Yeah, that's what I'll do. He went to the fireplace and

threw some floo powder in. He jumped in and shouted,

'Minister Of Magic's Office'. He had the familiar lurching in his

stomach as the ground spun beneath him, and then choked on

dust as he fell into Ron's office. Ron had become the youngest

ever minister of magic, Harry suspected this was mainly because

of Ron's part in vanquishing Voldermort, but he had worked

really hard as well. Ron looked up startled and walked over to

help him up. Harry stood up and sat on Ron's chair. Ron

scowled but didn't say anything. Harry looked over the desk and

saw all the paperwork, new law bills ('Magic Carpets Legal;

New Broomstick Speed Limit) and his eyes came to rest on

Ron's wedding photo. He saw Ron, looking ecstatic in his black

dress robes, Hermione in her muggle wedding dress, (she had

insisted

on it, she said Wizard wedding dress robes looked stupid), Harry

on Ron's left side, smiling at the happy couple and Ginny in her

purple dress robes. "Why do you have this picture - why not the

one with all your family?" Harry asked Ron, "Please, all that red

hair - it clashes with, well, everything really," Harry laughed

and leaned back in Ron's chair. Harry cast around trying to

think of something to say, "Hey - How is Hermione? Is she

taking maternity leave from St Mungo's or what," he smiled at

the memory of Hermione graduating from magical medical

school 2 years ago, after spending 6 years there. "Harry, what

are you doing here exactly?" Ron asked enquiringly.

"What a friend can't come and see his mate? Tut tut, this

Minister

stuff has changed you," Harry said, playing with an enchanted

Snow globe - in the wizard world snow globes snowed all the

time and when you turned it over you could hear Santa scream

and curse at you as he fell.

"Yes, maybe, but unlikely on the day of a very special match

with a certain team member on the other side - and don't touch

that, Hermione'll kill me if you break it" Ron siad

"She'd kill me first,"

"Don't count on it, and anyway don't you need to go get into

your quidditch gear - or even, I dunno, Clothes!?"

Harry looked down and saw that he was only wearing

underwear (A/N The Scot in me wants to right 'pants' but as lots

of Americans read this I relented) - "Funny, I dreamed that I

was in a Public place with only my underwear on - what d'ya

reckon Ron - d'ya think I have the Gift?" laughed Harry

Ron laughed and shoved him into the green fire - "See you later

- and good luck,"

***

Harry was in the changing rooms for the Surrey Swallows. It

was the best team in England - everyone knew that (although

no-one said that outside of Surrey for fear of being beaten up -

but everyone knew it) He was listening to the pep talk by Oliver,

their keeper and captain and was getting more nervous by the

minute. Oliver finished and the team stood by the doors.

They heard Lee Jordan shout out the names of The London

Crows - ending in "aaaand Malfoy,". Now it was their turn -

"Wood! Smith! Li! McKluskie! Wallace! Aaaand Potter!" Harry

couldn't help but hear the enormous cheer that broke out when

he strode out onto the pitch, he looked up at the Top Box and

saw a glint of raven black hair and winked. He then stood in the

middle of the pitch, waiting for the whistle.