Time to Ascend

It was then Hermione opened her mouth.

Harry tuned out the moment, the brunette opened her mouth. His mind drifting to another brunette that had caught his eye last year. He had said he would try to find her at the Quidditch World Cup but informed her of the possibility of the fact that he would not be able to go.

Then he had received the letter. He, was beginning to think only select people were able to mail him and the brunette he was thinking of was definitely not one of those people. "Sorry, I dozed off…Mrs. Weasley? Hermione?"

"Registering…"

"No." Harry stated looking dead at Hermione, wondering what would be faster; going for his wand or launching teleporting out of the way. The instructions appearing in his mind.

"But the Ministry…"

"Is a tonne of horseshit that could not organise an orgy in a brothel. Besides this is a family magic so if you even think about doing it Hermione, you are screwed."

Hermione glowered at him "I thought we were friends?"

"We are. Remember aside from a few possessions, I have very little in terms of me and mine. You take this away from me Hermione and you will learn just how much I am holding back." Harry growled his magic rolling across his body and appearing in fluctuations of lightning in his hair.

Hermione nodded "At least tell someone reputable."

Harry snorted "Reputable? After our three years at Hogwarts? Give me a break and yes Hermione that is what summer is for, resting and getting over a years' worth of sanctimonious bullshit caused by an inept teaching staff backed by a sheeple of a Government…Hermione, look at the statistics of unemployed Muggleborns."

Bill coughed "Harry's right Hermione."

Hermione nodded she had done the research, but she had been brought up on the fact that the rules were always correct and as were teachers. Her parents had told her to do right by others and to make up her own mind.

When she realised what had happened tears welled up in her eyes "I'm so sorry."

Harry was taken aback "How come? Hermione? Please, don't break down on me."

Hermione found a handkerchief near her, curtesy of Charlie "My parents…If they knew how I've been acting towards you. I suppose it's all kicking in. Harry, you have always been more relaxed in going with the current and I've been taking advantage of it."

Harry pulled Hermione into a hug "Listen to me, I've done it because I guess the idea of having friends and hell being accepted so easily its still alien to me."

Hermione looked at him "What do you mean?"

Harry took a deep breath "I can't say but I can write it." Bill handed over a pot of ink and a large sheet of parchment and a quill. 'I, Harry James Potter, lived in a Cupboard Under the Stairs'.

Everyonet turned pale. "Harry…Who put you there?" Asked Mrs. Weasley. No longer jovial but a witch about to go on the warpath.

"My Aunt and Uncle, I suspect under orders from someone else. I am betting the Headmaster the reason for that far too many things have been occurring with myself, Ron and Hermione at Hogwarts that the Headmaster should have known about."

Arthur looked at Harry "I can't say that I know you all that well, but in the two summers that I have got to meet you, talk to you and observe you…I've not always been part of the MMAO all my life, I've done other things. Some of those things have honed these skills, and I've come to the conclusion that you do not say such things without a just cause. I Arthur Emrys Weasley, Head of the House Weasley intend to find out if House Weasley's intentions to Harry James Potter, Lord of House Potter are true."

Ancient Magic flowed out of his body encompassing all the Weasley's present "I, William Arthur Weasley/ Charles Weasley/ Percival Ignatius Weasley/ Frederick Gideon Weasley/ Georgy Fabian Weasley state that my intentions have always been true." Declared Bill without fear. Such repetitions were repeated by Charlie, Percy, Fred and George.

"I, Ronald Billius Weasley/Ginevra Molly Weasley state my intentions are true but I suspect manipulations." Stated Ron and Ginny.

Arthur turned on them faster than they thought "Explain."

"Muggle London and Mum calls out 'What is the Platform?' and Ginny says 'Platform 9 and 3/4.'" Arthur looked at his wife "Always been true, Dumbledore has been paying us."

Harry's eyes hardened "I've also been paying…I don't blame you Mrs. Weasley for wanting upkeep for an additional person staying at your home. The thing that hurts….why didn't you say?"

"Harry, can you think of a way to phrase it without saying needy?" Ron countered before going on the attack "Harry, let me get this off my chest. I'm envious of you. I'll make an open confession about that, I have to come to school with second hand everything and you dress well…like someone beneath his rank in the Wizarding World…I understand that you're unknown to the power you possess in the Wizarding World…We'll talk more about it after the Quidditch World Cup." Said Mr. Weasley.

"I can get us to the Portkey site if we are late." Harry said as everyone holstered their backpacks.

"It's fifteen kilometres away can you travel that far?" Asked Hermione.

"Mastigos of Pandemonium; Mind and Space…When I say space, I mean the distance between objects of A and B…Never done it before." Harry said a demented grin appearing on his face.

Arthur pulled out a picture of the Wellington Boot portkey, Harry examined it and nodded "Grab hold." It was like stepping through a doorway, soon enough they were on top of the Hill just as Amos and Cedric Diggory arrived.

"Morning Arthur. Been here long?" Said Amos.

Something about the elder Diggory set Harry on edge. Coupled with his recent ascension, something of arrogance "My apologies Amos. This these are Fred, George, Ron and Ginny my sons and daughter respectively. Hermione Granger and Harry Potter."

Amos nodded to all of them bowed to the ladies and nodded to Harry. Something inside Harry twitched 'The Potters rank much Higher than House Diggory. They are a House. You are Lord of a Most Ancient and Noble House…Remind him of such.' "It's Heir Potter to you. Lord Diggory. I am Heir Presumptive of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Potter."

Amos stiffened and bowed deeper "My genuine apologies Noble Heir…I was unaware that you knew of your position."

Harry had to surpress the urge to summon a Fireball and incinerate the man "Assumption is the mother of all failures Lord Diggory. I strongly suggest you remember that from now on." The ground beneath the nine of them began to smoke slightly.

Amos nodded "I shall endeavour to make such assumptions about you again." Harry nodded curtly and curbed his young fledging Forces Mage Tendencies of Pyromania into the depths of his mind.

"Father, I strongly suggest you do not bring up Quidditch." Cedric shooting Harry a quick look.

The older pupil had observed Harry's temperament and knew that the younger seeker was infernally quick. Much quicker than he, both on the wand draw and on a broom. "How did you lose to my son Heir Potter? I heard you were a superior seeker."

Harry snorted "Have you ever been exposed to Dementors, Lord Diggory? Has everyone forgotten what I lost in order for Voldemort to be defeated? Do you know anything factual about be? Aside from hearsay and rumours, which in turn are majorly exaggerated as the people peddling the rumours were not present at the time?"

Amos staggered but drew himself up to his full height which was two inches more than Harry "Why don't you humour me."

Hermione gulped "Lord Diggory, DO NOT bait my best friend like that."

"It is fine Hermione…" Eyes glittering green and gold "…Projection!" Harry ordered and Amos's world dissolved.

Amos watched as he saw from a Baby Harry's eyes and listened as helpless as a mewling kitten as he lived through the exposure of the killing curse and then the fateful Quidditch match. Amos suddenly found himself on his knees.

"Let's go. Do not want to miss the portkey do we?"

A short turbulent ride later, which Harry had to manipulate space and entropy to keep his balance, he gave the extra bad balance to Cedric causing him to land on his back, get up and to throw up as he spun around due to the dizziness.

Entropy was also a double sided magic, to give someone good luck one had to bestow bad luck. He bestowed the bad luck on Amos Diggory, resulting in a sprained ankle. He would be fine. Hermione looked at Harry with the look of 'I know you did something'. Harry shrugged "I have no idea what you're implying Hermione."

Hermione and Ron snorted. They knew Harry could be a sneaky bastard at the drop of the hat. They arrived at their tent "Can we cook inside dad?"

Arthur snorted "Nonsense, we're going to cook the muggleway outside. Ron, Hermione, Harry, and Ginny can you please get us some water." Harry nodded.

As they headed outside a piece of paper landed in Harry's hand. Located in section four of the Ashcroft field. Love F. Harry grinned, turned it over "Hermione what field and section we on?"

"Three and Ashcroft, why?"

Three and Ashcroft…I'll find you. Love H. Harry scrunched the paper up, glowed blue and vanished. "You know you can't do magic."

Harry snorted "With the amount of wizards casting magic around here? I really doubt they'll notice us practising." They reached the campsite, their were multiple water areas dotting around the campsite. It was massive. Four fields: Oak, Ashcroft, Holly and Yew. Each with seven sections the lower the number the closer you were to the stadium and vendors. As they cued up for water, the Gryffindors bumped into several of their housemates such as Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan "Hermione, I'm going to be out of the tent a lot."

Hermione nodded "Surely that's not a good idea?"

Harry looked at her "Hermione, why the hell does it matter. It's not like I'm going to a different country."

Hermione shook her head "Ron, Ginny please fill these up. I need to have a word with Harry about my parents. You would not understand."

Ron nodded, he tried but he just did not understand the majority of the things Hermione talked about.

They pulled away whilst they were observed by a pair of brown eyes "Someone is watching us but I think you already knew that…Anyway, I was here at the end of the third week of summer, a week before you arrived. Anyway, I overheard Dumbledore and the Weasley's discussing you."

Harry's breathing slowed, his temper flared and as did the grass. Hermione was definitely of the mind after learning from the twins what the sphere of forces represented definitely thought that Harry was a closet pyromaniac, she hadn't confided in him her concerns yet. "Carry on…I promise not to set things on fire…much."

Hermione folded her arms "Anyway, from what I heard, they were to keep you close to Ron and Ginny this summer and to prevent you from mixing with any undesirable elements…."

"IE people who do not live, eat, breathe, shit and sleep the utter bollocks the Headmaster preaches. Come on Hermione? What do you take me for? I'm not that stupid. I just dumb down, it's a subconscious habit. I'll show you sometime."

The person overserving Harry, cleared her throat. Stood up and she headed over to them. She hadn't seen her boyfriend for almost two months. She would be damned if she missed this opportunity now. Yes, she felt slightly threatened by Hermione…Most girls did, she was smart, powerful not as powerful as Harry…then again there was hardly anyone in the school who could beat him for raw power in a typical duel. Add the fact, Harry seemed to have been kissed by lightning and had ungodly fast reflexes. Hermione's power translated from the amount of spells she had memorised, that made her arguably more dangerous than Harry. She could adapt to most scenarios whereas Harry, when everything went down the pan he could pull the same spells out of his ass at the drop of a hat.

In her ponderings she nearly made it to them "Hey Granger, Harry."

Hermione jumped startled, Harry grinned and his arm rotated and shot out behind him "Hey, Fay." Fay giggled and jumped up, wrapping her legs around Harry's waist and shoved his head into her stomach. "Hey Fay? Is that the best that you have darling?" She asked her faint Irish accent appearing.

"Hello love." Fay jumped down and kissed him soundly on the lips.

Hermione stared gobsmacked "You and Fay Dunbar?" Fay nodded and Hermione grinned and she pulled out a camera "Can I get a picture of you two. The twins owe me money. I said a girl, year older than us and in Gryffindor. Considering at the time Angelina, Katie and Alicia had boyfriends you were the only one free."

Fay snorted "Luck of the Irish. Harry, my parents want to meet you…They have alcohol."

Hermione looked at Harry "Is that how easy it is for someone to meet you these days? Bribe you with alcohol?" Harry nodded.

"Pretty much. But I don't expect just any alcohol."

By now Ron and Ginny appeared. Ginny's eyes flickered with rage and she drew her wand "REDUCTO!"