The Potions Conference: Chapter 1
by (Snow) snow-leopard-demon24
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any way associated with J.K. Rowling.
Warning: Non canon compliant, HBP or DH. Plot will be discovered with you, as I don't know what's going to happen either. Ron and Hermione bashing (with most of the Weasley). Also, this is going to be a Snarry, don't like don't read and all that good stuff. I tend to have fragments, don't like, then become my beta. Um, there would be mentions of real places later on in the story.
Sitting at his kitchen table in muggle London with a potato and peeler in hand in hopes of making cheesy mash potatoes. Harry Potter didn't have much happening for him. While doing odd jobs for the Ministry, and working with Muggle Law Enforcement for Wizard interference, Harry Potter was having a quiet life, one he never had since his parents were alive. So when the post came in via owl. To see an envelope with the Hogwarts crest explaining a retake of Seventh year and a list of classes and materials. Harry easily discarded the letter. Already planning on taking his NEWTs the next time he checked into the Ministry.
While Harry really adored the Wizardry World, a place where his Uncle couldn't touch him. It became a trap after the years. And even Hogwarts couldn't take that feeling away. Therefore, no one could have imagined the boy-who-lived to be found living as a muggle. Even if he was muggle-raised, a fact that many seem to forget. It was a peaceful place. Without reporters hassling him and away from people trying to shake his hand. And heaven forbid the marriage proposals which Harry could only shudder in repulse.
After the whole fiasco with Ginny who seemed that it had gone to her head and was telling everyone that they were going to get married. It was the scoop of the century, or how Rita Skeeter claimed, when Harry negated on planning on marrying any time soon. And not only was Ginevra Weasley a liar, but Harry Potter was one-hundred percent gay, and he wish to tell her to stop trying to slip love potions into his drinks and food.
It was safe to say after the article was published that it was only the twins, Bill, Charlie, and Arthur who were the only ones from the Weasley family that were talking to him. While Harry had to complement Hermione when he received a howler while trying to manipulate and was angry at him, all the while yelling. Seeing as it was never going to end, and at that point his mash potatoes were starting to burn. A quick incendio brought silence to the room. Making a mental note to look online for a company to send a bag of poop to Mione, he stirred the mash potatoes and quickly washed the fruit he bought at the grocery.
While not the most exciting life, but Harry thought that he had enough of that. As a madman trying to kill you your entire life was enough for him. But he did miss the magical world. So after receiving all O's in the subjects he tested on. He decided that it was the best time to further his education, to become a Potions Master and a Defense Master. While a timer chimed indicating the potion he was making in the basement has simmered, and had to be taken off the fire. Harry Potter thought that it was the most brilliant idea he had ever had, to live his own way.
Taken out of his thoughts as he heard a hoot from Hedwig indicating the morning mail. An issue of the Daily Prophet, bills, love letters, pleas from the Headmistress to return to Hogwarts. A thick envelope from the magical branch of University of Cambridge explaining he received his mastery in Potions and Defense. Congratulating him in his success and future endeavors. While an invitation for a Potions conference was also in the envelope. He was ready to recycle the invitation when he saw a familiar name on the list of speakers. A smile appared on his face as he passed the letter to Hedwig conforming his attendance. Watching Hedwig fly out the open window, disappearing into the cloudy sky. Harry Potter found the perfect way to return to the Wizardring community.
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