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Focus: Harry
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Summary: When Petunia and Vernon son Dudley dies at 2yrs old, Harry appears on their doorstep like a miracle, a second chance. He is given everything he desires and when his 14th birthday comes will he leave his family.
Just call me Dudley
United and then Divided
Sorryea, Tom and Rio worked effectively as they practiced in one of the quidditch pitches, and though the keeper (Mary) was hard pressed to catch any of their goals she was an effective mover. Both the beaters (Logan and Urik) were also an effective member of the team but Rio was constantly glaring at them.
"Time" said Harry as he flew down the pitch "Rio" he called "stop glaring at our beaters there just doing their job".
"I know" said Rio finally.
"Look it wasn't your fault that Sorryea fell of-".
"I know" said Rio again.
"You asked her to be on the team and Braine and his gang aren't going to take it easy on her so you may as well get use to her flying again. I'll watch her if it helps".
"You'll keep your eye on the snitch and I'll just have to get over it".
"Are we going back up" called out Sorryea "I want to try the reverse loop again I think I'm a bit off".
"Everybody up" commanded Harry.
Later that evening the newly formed team was on the quidditch pitch waiting for their name.
"I feel sick" said Sorryea quietly "I don't think I was made for the limelight".
"Course you were" said Harry.
"Maybe a little pep talk will boast my confidence" she said slyly to Rio.
Rio glared "I don't think so".
"Come on its customary" added Harry.
"Look I don't care what you have to do, even if it involves dancing naked, singing I don't care as long as we win, so do a little prayer or whatever to get all your nerves out and remember I don't lose".
"But what if?" began one of the beaters.
"I said I don't lose, as in ever, and as part of my team you don't lose ever".
"Ever?" he echoed.
"Never," repeated Rio who was leaning against the wall in a relaxed manner "in my mind we've already won".
The rest of the team looked at him with a mix of awe and confusion.
Harry laughed "I wish I was like him".
"Now that must be a first" said Sorryea as the walked to the field and began chanting we will win over and over again.
"What are you doing?"
"Preparing myself".
"Ha well he did say whatever goes".
"Captains shake hands" said the referee. Rio and Braine hardly touched before they mounted their brooms. The pitch was illuminated with artificial daylight but it could not distract from the cold night chill. "I want a nice clean game" he said and blew the whistle. The balls were released and the game was on.
"And the quaffle is taken up by team Rio" began the announcer.
"Team Rio" called out Harry in amusement. Rio sailed passed him throwing the quaffle to Tom "I dunno I kinda like it".
"You would," Harry snorted as he watched Rio fly off.
"A goal for team Rio. Team Braine got the quaffle and OUCH that must hurt Rio's beater just knocked the quaffle- and oh Sorryea's got the quaffle- look at her fly and she passes it to Rio before dividing out of a collision with the rival chaser. For those of you who don't know Rio is the brother of Kai- the legendary seeker of our beloved school who caught the snitch under 5 minutes of the start of the game- and oh team Braine has scored!!"
Harry sighed and tuned out the announcer. It was cold and Harry thought that they would have used heating charms but they hadn't. The game was pretty fast moving and the other team were aggressive not as fast or precise but aggressive. It seemed like they were out for blood. Harry thanked merlin that he was a seeker and not a chaser. On the downside it meant that Harry didn't move around a lot and was cold about 50% of the time. He returned back to the game and saw Sorryea manoeuvre out of the way of an oncoming buldger, but 5 minutes later it was back trying to knock her of her broom. He watched to see if anyone else noticed, Braine seemed to have a grin on his face and it seemed he had already picked up on Rio's weakness- what he didn't know was the she was also Harry's and that trying to knock her off her broom reminiscent of a near fatal accident years ago was a sure fire way to get him killed. Turning back to the game he realised this needed to be over soon.
"What's the seeker doing looks as if Harry's spotted something-ah no he was probably moving out of the way of the bludger which almost knocked Sorryea of her broom. That sure seems to be happening a lot. But a close one. Looks as if Braine is organising his team there flying into some sort of formation, what's that... GOAL!! Braine team has scored. Tom's in possession of the quaffle back passes it to Rio and GOAL. Braine got the quaffle no wait Sorreya has and another GOAL. Looks as if we know whose going to win"
Harry smiled, at this rate he didn't even need to catch the snitch. But still, he looked around for the snitch –when.
"Someone has knocked Sorryea of her broom, she's holding on with one hand and her broom is jerking up and down. Rio's stopped with the quaffle and looks at his team mate. His motioning to his team mates and- the quaffle's been thrown into the air, his used his broom end to sail it into the goal post in an amazing show of talent and now his at a standstill waiting. He looks down and Harry's got Sorryea on his broom and what's this- Braine chasers have abandoned the quaffle and are boxing them in- surely that's illegal."
"The school brooms weren't built for two people and the amount of barraging going up there can't be good. Is that- YES Sorryea has taken control of the broom and Harry is trying to stand up- THAT RIGHT HIS STANDING ON HIS BROOM- what will he do next!- HARRY HAS JUMPED- and is sailing through the air- his caught the snitch amazing!- And look Rio has collected his falling teammate. Was this not a spectator match? We have seen true talent today!"
Rio flew him and Harry to the ground. "The son of a –" began Harry as he marched over to Braine "what the hell were you doing trying up there".
"It was an accident" said Braine.
"Accident? You ordered your team to box us in".
"So what I thought you could handle it".
"Oh really" said Harry as he pulled out his wand "try that again and you'll be sorry".
"Bring it on" he too pulled out his wand and hurled a curse which Harry deflected with ease. Harry sent back a quick succession of spell which disabled him and left him vulnerable.
"Harry stop it, its not worth it" said Sorryea as she to landed next to him "please I don't want you to get into trouble" Harry didn't meet her eye "he tried to kill you".
"Yeah ME Harry and I don't want you to hurt him- not yet anyway" she added and Harry lowered his wand.
"Fine" said Harry and he swished his wand "but try that again and you'll end up with more than standing in a stadium full of people in your underwear". Braine looked down to find his robes gone.
"Harry" scolded Sorryea as she blushed.
"I didn't hurt him".
"Still" she shook her head and walked over to Rio.
"Great game" said the caption of the quidditch team "were looking for a chaser for the senior team the position is yours if you want it and you" he turned to Harry "how about-".
"Malloy" said a tall darker haired guy "hang on I have an offer for him".
"Jesse" he nodded "you want him for your team".
"What team?" asked Harry.
"The official duelling team, it would require you to discipline in Warrior, well ok not require but it would be beneficial".
"Me? But why".
"I see the potential, so what do you want. Quidditch or Duelling".
"Duelling" said Harry with no hesitation, "I can still be on JV quidditch".
"Well welcome to the team".
And that's how it began the divide of the trio. Harry went on to choose Warrior discipline and a minor in healing his time was split between duelling, class and quidditch. Rio undertook Alchemy and a minor in Warrior and spent all his time with the qudditch team. Sorreya remained in general studies and couldn't decide between healing and spell writing. It was unfortunate that is was a Christmas letter that brought them back together.
Harry sat as the lunch table surrounded by his duelling mates when the colour drained from his face. He looked up and sought out Rio and Sorryea, even though they had not been talking that often they would always be there for each other.
"What's happening?" Harry's hand were shaking so much that he pushed the letter into Sorryea's hands.
"Is this true," she asked "You're Godfather is back".
"Says he was in jail but they found out recently that he was innocent and he wants you- you were suppose to go with him it's was written in the will".
"I- its Dumbledore" hissed Harry "I just know he did this"
"He wants to meet you for Christmas".
"Oh he'll meet me" said Harry "But I'm not sure his going to like what going to happen. But I need you guys to come with me".
"Of course" said Sorryea happily
Rio nodded.
"The trio back together" she laughed and hugged them both "are the world ready for this".