The working class

Harrison watched his friends, with a smile on his face. The summer far as he was concerned, was far too long. They had been back a week now and things were kicking into full swing. Nick had come back an hour ago with, he didn't want to know what. More importantly, he didn't want to know where from. They were best friends, and he knew better then to ask where anything came from. It wasn't as if he cared, it was the slight twinge of guilt, he didn't like when Neville had to get a new ball thing, he thought he'd lost, but in all reality, it was sitting on Nick's desk, along with numerous other objects.

Nick had a talent, no other could claim. Anita was as devious as they came and Ross, well he was just, Ross. Harrison was their map, their guide. They saw him as their leader. He had suggested their business, so supposedly that made him boss. He grinned watching as Nick tried to swipe something off Skeet, Ross egging him on. Harry grinned, he loved that about them, they worked hard to earn a buck and then they still had time to be friends, unlike the rest of the school. Yes Harry, the famous one, the one you've actually heard of, was all doom and gloom. Honesty, he won the darn war, it was his time to gloat but that would be too easy. Harrison however was quite happy, the world made it through, and yes, without his help. Maybe that's the difference, the hero has to suffer, some emotional drama, Harry thought he'd leave that to the other guy, the one with the bolt on his head. He however was an opportunist.

With his knowledge and Nick's skills they together were on their way to something great. Then Ross and Anita dropped in. Anita's sister had a talent in gossip, but the younger Skeeter had a knack for business in the stranger sense and Ross knew all the right people. All in all they were set. Hogwarts had never been so good.

In their third year sadly all of them had been denied access to Hogsmeade. Nick's permission was withdrawn when Sybill caught him with a rather shiny and somewhat expense, not to mention priceless family heirloom, of hers. Harry had agree to stay behind with him. Anita and Ross had been on detention for selling so called beauty spells to fellow students. Yes due to consequences they meet, due to consequence they found a secret that was not even on the marauders map. They had found a secret room Harry's father had told him about, that in turn lead to a tunnel that got them out of Hogwarts grounds.

As they sat in the library a few months in to the school year, they didn't notice the storming Head Girl enter the room. Nor did they acknowledge her presence. Not until she started to screech at them.

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Hermione had been head girl. Not surprising, even given that she had techinqually missed a year. The school had place a do over year for the whole school, due to the end of the war, they had started the whole year again, even those who had been there and had no interruption in their lives. It was prefect for Granger and the gang.

But this year she had a new responsibility, and a shiny new badge to go with it. So when she spotted a third year Griffindor boy with a bottle of fire whiskey, she had to step in.

His name was Alex, and he was proudly boasting to all his friends that he had a bottle of the whiskey.

"Yeah, Harry hooked me up. He can get you anything for the right price of course," the boy winked trying to be cool.

Hermione was about to have a pink fit. How could Harry be so stupid? What in earth was he thinking. "that girl he hangs around with, is a cunning snake, should have been in Slytherin." Hermione's jaw dropped. Her? In Slytherin? What in earth had she done to him? "And his mate, can't trust that one. I don't know how anyone can stand looking at his face, his so creepy, that grin." The boy shivered visible. Hermione frowned, there was nothing wrong with Ron, sure he could be annoying and stupid at times but you could trust him. "but Ross I like. He's funny." and suddenly it all clicked. Alex was talking about the other Harry.

She marched over seising the bottle demanding to know everything.

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Harry and the gang were sitting in the library plotting how they were going to get the lock ness monster egg for Blaise. It was an unusual request but they were always up for a challenge. The library was the best place for their meetings next to 'their office'. there were never many people around, a few know it all Ravenclaws, who as it turn out, didn't know quite as much as they would have you believe. The few failing students or crazy on a mission people were here to find out something they thought was so important. Plus there was your regular book worms. So when Hermione Granger entered, they didn't batter an eyelash.

"What the hell do you think your doing? Selling Whiskey to a third year!" She screeched. "I am shutting your little shop down right now. Do you hear me?" she snarled.

Ross yawned stretching, which infuriated her more.

"Are you listening to me?"

"You know, your pretty." Harrison winked at her. "Want to go to Hogsmead with me?" She snorted and stormed out of the library. Harry clicked his fingers.

"Follow her."

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Ross and Harrison plotted the plan to get the egg. While Anita and Nick trailed after Hermione. Nick bumped into every third person apologising blushing in all. Anita rolled her eyes watching the minx's fingers slide into the prefects coat pockets. Anita waited until they had turned the next corner.

"Got anything good?" He grinned pulling out a golden watch. "Nice." Nick nodded.

"You'd be amazed what people keep in their pockets. You should see what Snape carries, not to mention that bug eyed-one."

"Trelawney?"

"Yeah. Lace, garlic and marbles the size of golf balls, bloody useless."

"Not useless, I mean what if you ran into a vampire with a lace fetish, that wanted it's future told."

"Wow I never of that. I could palm them off as vampire seerers orbs. There's a real market for that kind of thing." Anita and Nick's eyes gleamed evilly, smiles sweeping across the pairs faces. They followed Granger back to her common room. As the portrait swung closed, they both shrugged they had better things to do with their time.

Wow I got to chapter two. This is so hard to write because I am writing the sequel at the same time and I gotta say the sequels plots working out much better but any way please review, they make me very happy!! thanks for the spelling advice, i am a shocker at spelling i really have no idea how i got pass first grade, again review please!!!