The other Harry
Disclaimer- if I owned hp I would own the worlds shiniest car not the pile of scrap metal I roll in…sighs, I need to get a lotto ticket.
Meet the crew
Anita was back for her seventh year of Hogwarts. The school had been repaired, the world had moved on, praising the one and only Harry Potter. She rolled her eyes, seeing the magazine in Ross's hand, as he sat down across from her. She glared at him.
"What?" She reached over and through the magazine out the window of the train.
"Very cute, Skeeter." He grumbled. "Do you have any idea how long it took me to get Nick to snatch that for me?"
She rolled her eyes. Nick, was probably named better then anyone she ever knew, he was destined to be a thief, after all he was Nicking stuff all the time. Right now he was combing the train swiping what he could. In all honesty, getting that magazine would of taken all of two seconds for the kleptomaniac. He should have been in Slytherin, with such underhand tactics. Maybe it was his jolliness or his 'but I am like that Robin hood, I am planning on giving it to the needy' thing, that got him place, where they were in, Hufflepuff. Yes, he had Honest intentions, that where never followed through, but it's the thought right?
"Did you read that charming article on everyone's favourite superstar? God, that's all I got all summer. Bloody Rita and Potter, I mean his not even interesting, our Harry has more going for him then scar head."
"Oh yes, he has a best friend with sticky fingers, the youngest and much more devious Skeeter and her dashing comrade me, Ross, who is the worlds greatest living being, yes I suppose Harrison has a bit more going for him then a bookworm and a want to be."
"Precisely."
Anita and Ross walked up the front steps together, chatting away, when Skeeter spotted Harry.
"Harry, Harry!" Harry Potter spun around looking down at the blonde a head shorter then him through his glassed. She gave him a dirty look. "Not you." she rolled her eyes followed up with a glare, looking pass him at a boy standing just behind the golden trio, she smiled. "Him."
She squealed with delight, jumping on him. His brown hair flopped into his dark eyes on impacted. She had quite literally knocked the air out of him. She grinned up at Harrison as the golden trio gave them a funny look, on their way past.
"Nick! Get your fingers out of my ass pocket." She jumped down glaring at the cheeky faced boy. Even at the age of seventeen had hadn't lost those adorable dimples, or round cheeks. He had the worlds cutest baby face. That face, is what let him get away with murder. Anita was convinced, that face is what saved their behinds, fifty precent of the time.
"Yeah Nick, you should know by now she keeps the goods in the front ones." Anita glared daggers at Ross. Honesty sometimes she hated being the only girl in the crew.
"She loves it, don't you Skeet." Teased Nick.
Anita punched him hard in the arm.
"Don't worry Skeet, I'll get him later." Winked Harrison. " He's got to sleep sometime." And so the group chatted away about their summers as they entered the castle.
They sat down at the Hufflepuff table next to Susan Bones. Anita had never particularly got along with the girls of her house. Susan was nice and all but, she was to dull for Anita's liking. That's probably the reason she hooked up with the troublesome guys of their house instead.
With Harry in charge of their, somewhat illegal actions, life was never dull.
The house of Hufflepuff may have been seen as that house, you got into when you couldn't cut the criteria for the other house, but in their books, they had made it into the best house. Yes, they were very good friends to have and they worked hard, but no one ever said what they work hard for.
Harrison and Nick had been friends for ever, like Ross and Anita had been. They didn't team up until their third year. Yes that was the year dementors had restricted the students of Hogwarts. That was the year, they had become possible smarter then the Ravenclaws. Their success only grew from there. Not many student honestly knew what they did, but those who did, loved them and paid them handsomely for their cleverness.
Harrison was the key to everything, he was the one with the knowledge, the power. They were the whiskey barons of Hogwarts, but their merchandise didn't end with the drinks, oh no, you wanted something, they'd get it.
This year was going to be the best year ever. They had final broken across the barriers of all the houses, up until the summer just passed, they had been only trading with, Ravenclaw and Slytherin, but thanks to the Weasley twins connections a few crazy Griffindors were now going to be sending business their way. Everything was looking beautiful but as all things go, it didn't stay that way for long.
Ok this is the start. I thought I'd test this chapter out and see what people think. If you can't tell, I was a bit over Harry potter when I started writing this. Plus I thought Hufflepuff gets ripped off a story, diggory hardly counts. And so I thought, hey you know what there's other Harrys out there too, and then I wrote the start of the sequel then I wrote this… man that made no sense, sorry, anyhow review!!! Please!!!