Part 4
The kitchen was rather big and, as it turned out, had everything they needed to make a delicious dinner for everybody. Harry was cutting vegetables. After a short while however he noticed Lily was watching.
"What?" he asked.
"You look so much like James," she answered, shaking her head. "It's almost scary. I can't believe how grown up you've become." She continued preparing dinner as she talked. "And all the things you've been through. I thought I was young when I fought in the war. No child should have to go through that. You could have died!"
"But I survived, now, didn't I?" Harry said on the edge of laughing. Bustling around the kitchen, worrying about his safety, Lily reminded him immensely of Mrs. Weasley.
There was a moment of silence as Lily looked up and met the eyes that were so much like her own.
"I couldn't have done that without you," Harry continued. He fixed his stare at the floor, the urge to laugh suddenly gone. He swallowed hard. "I miss you a lot, you and dad. Every day."
He felt his mother embrace him and he returned the hug whole-heartedly. Lily let go of him. She was smiling sadly.
"We miss you a lot, too," she assured him.
She kissed his forehead and they went back to cooking.
Seconds later Ron came into the kitchen followed by Hermione.
"Is the food ready yet?" he asked.
"Not yet," Harry told him.
"It would be ready faster if you helped," Lily hinted at them.
"We'll set the table," Hermione said cheerfully, dragging Ron with her to get plates and cutlery.
Soon they were calling the others to the table.
Ginny entered the kitchen telling Harry they'd checked the remaining four rooms: "They're bedrooms," she told him as she put potatoes on her plate.
"A good thing, too," Ron said, swallowing a mouthful of food. "I'm exhausted, aren't you?"
Harry nodded. It truly had been a long day. He could hear his mother talking to Snape at the other end of the table.
"Your character is so funny!" she said. Harry figured they were talking about the musical.
"I'm glad you enjoy it," Snape said and Harry saw that he was smiling slightly. Not a smirk, but a proper smile. "I personally find this whole situation a bit foolish. Why would I want to watch a musical about Potter's – um, Harry's – life?"
"Yeah," James said. "Why are you here?"
"James…" Lily warned him.
"It's just a question," James defended himself.
"I have no idea," Snape answered him with forced politeness. "I certainly didn't ask for it."
"You're no fun anymore," Lily joked.
The table filled with conversation from every angle. Most of it friendly, though it fights almost broke out a few times between James, Snape and Sirius. Lily and Remus put a stop to any possible heated argument as fast as possible.
"We should decide who will share a room," Hermione suggested at the end of the meal. "There are only four rooms."
"I guess you want your own room?" Lily said to Snape.
"I'd like that," he agreed.
"So if I share with Ginny and Hermione…?" Lily suggested.
"That'd be great!" Hermione said. Ginny nodded, grinning.
"Draco can share with me and Ron," Harry said. Both Ron and Malfoy looked at him, but they didn't say anything.
"That leaves us then," James grinned at his two best friends.
"Just like old times," Remus laughed as Sirius cheered and pulled them both into an uncomfortable hug.
"Then that's settled," Hermione said standing up. "Who'll do the dishes?"
Shortly after they were ready in front of the TV again, settling in for the next part of AVPM.
Ron: Harry, you got this tournament in the bag!
"No I haven't," Harry said. "I'm twelve in this! I'm not prepared!"
Harry: I don't know, man. Cedric Diggory, he's pretty awesome – NOT! He sucks, we're totally gonna win! It's in the bag.
"Cedric wasn't that bad," Harry sighed.
Hermione: I don't know, Harry –
Ron: Oh my god, Hermione, shut up!
"Ronald!" Hermione said indignantly.
"What?" Ron asked. "I never actually did this Hermione!"
Why do you have to rain on everybody's parade?
"I don't do that," she said looking at the others, "right?"
"Of course not!" Ginny said in a tone that indicated Hermione was stupid for ever thinking something like that.
Hermione: Because, Ron, this is dangerous!
Harry: Dangerous? Oh come on, Hermione, how dangerous could it be, especially for me?
"It's even more dangerous for you," said Ginny.
"Everything is more dangerous for me," Harry mumbled.
Ginny smiled and kissed his cheek.
Hermione: Well, you're not invincible, Harry. Somebody died in this tournament.
Harry: Uh, I'm the boy that lived, not died.
Several people around the room started laughing.
What's the worst that can happen?
"You could die!" said Hermione exasperatedly.
Hermione: And I don't know about that Quirrell character. You know, first he resurrectsome horrible ancient tournament and then-then he bumps into you and your scar starts tohurt, and you have to admit there was something really funky about the back of his head.
"Really? I didn't notice anything," Sirius said, giggling as many others laughed.
Harry: Come on, think about it. Professor Quirrell is a professor and who hires professors?
Harry and Ron: Dumbledore.
Harry: He's the smartest, most awesomest, practical wizard –
Ron: Beautiful.
Harry: – beautiful wizard in the whole world!
"That's also a way to describe him," Lily snorted.
Why, why would he possibly hire somebodythat's trying to hurt me?
"He obviously wouldn't do it on purpose," said Snape.
Hermione: Look, I mean, what about Snape?
Snape frowned. Everyone looked at him.
Harry: Yeah, what about him?
Hermione: He's hated you for years. And he's hated your parents too, Harry, everybodyknows that.
"I think that should be 'father', not 'parents," James commented.
And he just so happens to pick your name out of the House Cup out of hundreds,if not five, possible Gryffindors?
"I like that they're not trying to make us believe there are more students," Remus chuckled.
Harry: Yeah, what a coincidence! We lucked out!
"Lucked out?" said Harry. "Really?"
"Well, out of the five you would be our best shot," Ron shrugged. "You can't deny that, mate."
"Not without help, I wouldn't be," Harry pointed out.
"Who said you wouldn't get help?" Hermione asked. "Of course we'll help. Or else this musical is more inaccurate than I thought."
Hermione: No, no. Harry, I don't think it is a coincidence. When you defeated Voldemortyou made a lot of enemies. Ones you might not even know about.
Harry: Okay, alright, so let me get this straight. So you're saying that this tournament isjust one big ploy to try and kill me?
"Yes," said Hermione simply and others nodded.
Hermione: I mean, I don't know, maybe! Anyway, I just think it's dangerous and I don'tthink you should do it.
"Listen to her!" Harry ordered his musical self.
Harry: Alright Hermione. If it means that much to you, I'll drop out.
Even though Musical Harry did exactly what the real Harry had wanted he knew it wouldn't work. He would not get out of trouble this early in the show. "I have a feeling I won't be able to drop out," said Harry sadly.
"I have a feeling you're right," Ginny agreed.
Hermione: Oh, thank you Harry!
Ron: Wait, wait, WHAT?! The House Cup? What about all the eternal glory you'd win?Come on!
"You need to sort out your priorities!" Hermione snapped at Ron. He looked taken aback at first but quickly gathered himself.
"Oh come on, Hermione," he said in an exasperated tone. "You know I would never actually say that, right?"
"I should hope so," she said harshly and turned back to the TV. Ron and Harry's eyes met and Ron shrugged a bit confused.
Harry: Hey, eternal glory, already got that.
"This character is way too cocky," Harry shook his head. Harry heard Lily snort and looked over at her and James. She was grinning, obviously trying not to laugh. Harry noticed that everybody from the older generation, like Lily, was staring at James who looked just a tiny bit embarrassed.
"Fine!" he said loudly. "He sounds like me. I'm an arrogant twat. Can we move on now? Please?" Lily fell into fits of giggles on his lap.
Besides, Neville will be a great champion.
Ron: No, no, no! I do not want Shlongbottom to be my champion.
"I think Neville would be a great," said Hermione, not sounding overly confident.
"Now maybe," Harry responded. "Not in our second year, he wouldn't." Ron shook his head grimly.
Hermione: Look, all you have to do – hold up, there's Dumbledore. Why don't you just talkto him now and tell him you're dropping out?
Harry: Um, listen Hermione, Dumbledore and I are really, really cool. We're just supertight and I don't want him to think that I'm being lazy or disrespectful or anything, so canyou just tell – why don't you tell him? Just tell him I want to work on school or something.Alright? Hey, you've got this one. (Taps nose) You're the best.
"Please never tap my nose like that," Hermione frowned. "Also, never send me to do your dirty work for you!"
"I promise," Harry assured her.
Hermione: Alright.
Harry: You got it.
Hermione: Okay.
Harry:Don't worry about it.
Hermione:Dumbledore?
Dumbledore: Yes, Granger?
Hermione: I need to talk to you for a moment. It's about the House Cup Tournament. Um,well, first of all I think it's an awful idea but, um, second of all I don't think that HarryPotter should compete.
Dumbledore: Granger, why do you always gotta be such a big old stick in the mud, huh?Pray tell me why Harry Potter should not compete.
"But it's so obvious!" Ginny sighed.
"The real Dumbledore would have seen reason straight away," said Lily.
Hermione: Uh, because he wants to study.
Dumbledore: Granger, nobody studies at Hogwarts except for you.
"That's certainly not true!" said Hermione.
"Right," Ron agreed. "You just did it a bit… more than everyone else." Hermione blushed.
Hermione: Uh, okay, well, he wants to focus on the OWLs.
"Aren't the OWLs several years away?" James wondered. "I thought you were second years?"
"We are," Hermione informed him. "I don't know what my character is trying to achieve with that excuse."
Dumbledore: Why couldn't Harry have told me this himself? He thinks I'm cool. We'retight!
"We weren't really that close…" Harry murmured.
"Oh please, he loved you, Harry," Hermione dismissed him.
Hermione: Oh, Professor, I'm a really bad liar, okay? I think it's a rouse, a setup. And I eventhink Snape might be trying to kill Harry Potter.
"If I was trying to kill him he would've been dead years ago," Snape sneered.
"It's odd thinking about all the times I thought you were trying to kill me," Harry mused. "'Cause there were a lot."
Lily looked a bit shocked by this news.
Dumbledore: Severus Snape is one of the kindest, bravest, gentlest, sexiest men I have evermet!
Sirius snorted. "Really?" he asked Snape.
"I can assure you that the relationship between Professor Dumbledore and myself was strictly professional," Snape glared at Sirius who glared back.
Severus Snape is trying to kill Harry Potter just about as much as he's trying to killme. Huh?
Snape: Oh why, Professor Dumbledore!
Snape sighed and rubbed his temples when his character came on stage.
I just happened to be in the kitchen and I thisdelicious sandwich.
"Is that a bomb?" Hermione asked.
"Are they implying that Snape is actually the one trying to kill my?" Harry was confused, but so were the others.
Dumbledore: Oh, why thank you Severus! See Granger, how thoughtful?
"He's not that thick, is he?" Ron said in disbelief.
Hermione: Uh…
Snape: Here you are Professor. Bomb appetite – I mean, bon appetite. Beep, beep, beep,beep, beep, beep.
Hermione: Um, is that sandwich ticking?
Dumbledore: It looks like it's licking, finger licking good!
Several people groaned. This Dumbledore was really gullible and straight up stupid.
Hermione: Uh, Professor, I don't think you should eat that sandwich.
Dumbledore: Why, Granger, you gotta listen to Snape more often. You might even get asandwich out of it, I don't know. Granger, what the hell–! Granger what are you doing? (Explosion) Youdog gone exploded my sandwich!
"It was a bomb," Hermione said shaking her head.
Hermione: I'm sorry, sir!
Dumbledore: Hey, even if I did believe that Harry Potter was in danger he has to compete.You see that cup?
Hermione: Yes.
Dumbledore: It's enchanted. Whosever name comes out of the Cup has to compete or theresults would be bad.
"Why am I not surprised," Harry sighed.
Hermione: What do you mean bad?
Dumbledore: Well… try to imagine your entire life stopping instantaneously and everymolecule in your body exploding at the speed of light.
Hermione: A total platinic reversal!
"How do you know what it's called?" Ron asked Hermione.
"I don't," she answered. "I've never heard of it before."
Dumbledore: Yeah, so you see, he has to compete and, Hermione if it makes you feel anybetter, the last guy who died in the tournament was a Hufflepuff, so um…
"They're back with the foreshadowing again," Harry sighed sadly.
I'll keep my eyesopen and nothings gonna get past old Dumbledore.
Hermione: Alright…
Dumbledore: I gotta go make myself another sandwich, although I don't know how it'sgoing to be as good as the last one. The last one ticked!
"It was a bomb!" Hermione said again.
Hermione: Because it was a bomb…
She turned red. Luckily her friends knew better than to comment on it.
Harry, I'm so sorry but I think you're gonna have tocompete in the House Cup Tournament. But don't worry! I won't rest until I find out whatthe first task is gonna be.
Ron: And I'll sabotage all the other champions so you win by default.
"Thanks Ron," Harry grinned.
"No problem mate," Ron laughed.
Harry:Alright awesome!
(Goyle carries Draco into the stage)
"You have got to be kidding!" Malfoy exclaimed as the rest of the room burst into laughter.
Draco: Well, isn't this touching?
Ron: Oh my god, just butt out, Malfoy!
"Why is she rolling on the floor all the time?" he looked almost disappointed at his character.
Draco: Goyle and I have a bet, you know. He says you won't last five minutes in thistournament. I disagree, I say you won't last five minutes at Pigfarts!
"Oh not that again…" Malfoy was now hiding his face in his hands.
Harry: What? Alright, Malfoy, what is Pigfarts?
Draco: Oh! Never heard of it? Huh, figures.
"It's made up," Lily said. "No one's heard of it."
Famous Potter doesn't even know aboutPigfarts.
Harry: Malfoy, don't act like you don't want to talk about it. That's like the ninth timeyou've mentioned Pigfarts. What is Pigfarts?
Draco: Pigfarts is only the greatest wizarding school in the galaxy. It's where I'm beingtransferred next year.
Hermione: Malfoy, I've never heard of that.
Draco: That's because Pigfarts is on Mars!
"What?" Remus asked surprised. A few others laughed.
"Why is this happening to me?" Malfoy murmured, still with his face hidden.
Harry: You know what, Malfoy we're trying to have a conversation here, so if you can justleave us alone?
Draco: Oh, no, I'm not even here.
"That's… considerate," Hermione said suspiciously.
Harry: Okay, so anyway, I think we can find out what the first task is from Dumbledore.
Draco: Dumbledore?
"No! Don't talk," Malfoy looked so done with his character at this moment that Harry would have felt sorry for him if it wasn't so funny.
What an old coot! He is nothing like Rumbleroar.
Goyle: RUMBLEROAR!
"Yes, it's absolutely not made up," Ginny rolled her eyes.
"You'd think he'd have come up with something more creative," said James.
Harry: Anyway, as I was saying–
Draco: Rumbleroar is the Headmaster at Pigfarts.
"So much for 'I'm not even here'," Malfoy sighed.
He's a lion, who can talk.
"That's the most made up thing I've ever heard!" Hermione said.
Harry: Malfoy, if you don't mind we're trying to have a conversation here. It's not like –you're not even eating! Get out of here!
Draco: I can't help it if we can hear everything you say. We're the only ones in here.
There was some laughter around the room.
Harry: Well, just, come on Malfoy. Just get out of here, please?
Draco: Where are we supposed to go?
"Come on, I asked nicely," Harry said.
Harry: Uh, I don't know, uh, Pigfarts?
Ron: Ha ha ha!
"You were saying?" Malfoy inquired.
Draco: Hahaha, ha ha, now you're just being cute. I can't go to Pigfarts! It's on Mars! Youneed a rocket ship. Do you have a rocket ship, Potter? I bet you do. (Starts rolling over Harry) You know, not all of usinherited enough money to buy out NASA when our parents died.
"What are you doing?" Harry said, trying to catch his breath from laughing. So did everyone else.
Look at this! Look at this.Rocket ship Potter! Oh, oh Starkid Potter. Moonshoes Potter. Traversing the galaxy forintergalactic travels to Pigfarts!
Harry: That's it. This is the most misguided way to try and make me feel jealous. I don'tcare if you make fun of me, but you bring my parents into this it's a whole other story.
"Now that is more like the real Harry!" Ron said.
"Definitely," Ginny agreed.
"Defending us often, Harry?" James asked, a smile on his face.
Harry blushed slightly and shrugged. "Happens every once in awhile."
Draco: Whoa, not so fast Potter! Crabbe! Goyle!
Harry: Oh, sure just–
Goyle: Back off nerd!
Harry: Whoa, scary, scary!
"You're so brave Harry," Ginny mocked him.
Draco: Not so tough now, are you Potter?
"Are you hugging that bench?" Snape said with a raised eyebrow.
"Honestly, I've stopped trying to question my characters actions," Malfoy said, looking in disbelief at his musical self.
Maybe you should hang out with someone betterthan that lollygagging ginger and his stupid Mudblood girlfriend.
There were reactions all around the room, everyone starting to defend Hermione or criticize Malfoy. Malfoy almost jumped out of his chair.
"It wasn't me! It wasn't me! It was the musical!" he yelled over the shouting and exclamations of the others. "I didn't say it!"
They calmed down a bit.
"That's a terrible thing to call someone!" Lily spat at Malfoy. She crossed her arms over her chest. Somehow her eyes met Snape's for only a second before they looked away.
"Remember when Hermione actually hit Malfoy for calling her that?" Ron grinned.
"Yeah," Harry nodded. "That was brilliant!"
Hermione blushed again, but she was smiling.
Hermione: Oh, that is it Malfoy! Jelly-legs Jinx!
"Jelly-legs Jinx?" Sirius asked.
"I don't think they know the real words to the spell," said Lily.
Draco: oh, come on!
Goyle: Hey, no fair, our legs are jelly!
"That should not have worked," said Remus.
Hermione: Take it back Malfoy!
"Yeah, you show him Hermione!" Ginny cheered at the screen.
Draco: Take what back?
Hermione: Take back what you said about your stupid made-up space school!
"You said something about priorities earlier," Ron said, looking at Hermione. She simply rolled her eyes at him.
Ron: Yeah, and all that stuff about Hermione being my girlfriend, that's not even a little bittrue.
Ron and Hermione both blushed deep red as others around the room giggled.
Hermione: And say you're sorry for calling me a you-know-what.
Draco: I'm sorry!
"You look a bit scared there Malfoy," Ginny grinned. Malfoy said nothing, but simply stared silently at the screen.
Hermione: And you promise you'll never do it again?
Draco: I promise!
Hermione: Alright! Now the next time we tell you to leave us alone you better do it.
"Not gonna lie," Ron said, "Hermione can be scary sometimes."
"Ronald!" Hermione frowned at him.
"I'm sorry!" he said quickly causing Sirius, James and Harry to snigger.
Comeon, Harry, Ron. Let's get out of here! Besides, you already ate all my lunch.
Harry: Wow, thanks Hermione.
Hermione: Yeah. Unjeallify!
"That's not the real–" Hermione began.
"–the real spell, we know," Sirius finished for her.
Ron: Wow, that was like the most badass thing I've ever seen. Too bad no one was here tosee it though. It was like an outburst of pent-up aggression. Like argh!
"Really articulate, Ronald," said Hermione.
Goyle: Wow, that sucked royal Hippogriff! We got beat by a girl, who is a nerd!
Draco: I didn't mean what I said, you know. Pigfarts is real! Am I – am I bleeding? Goyle?
Goyle: (Sniffs Draco) No!
"Does he do that often?" Sirius asked Malfoy. He was struggling not to laugh. "Smell you to check for blood?"
"No, never," Malfoy replied. He didn't seem to know whether he should be amused or terrified.
Draco: I thought maybe– maybe it was a little bit… Wow. I've never been pushed down likethat by a girl. Maybe I shouldn't call her a Mud – whatever.
"He's learning," said Lily. James and Sirius chuckled.
Goyle: I can't believe I couldn't figure out the counter curse was just Unjellify.
Draco: Right. I'm not surprised.
"You have such high expectations of your friends, Malfoy," Hermione said.
Come on. Let's go watch Wizards of Waverly Place.
"What's Wizards of Waverly Place?" James asked.
"I have no idea," said Hermione.
"Hm, thought it might be a muggle thing."
"It probably is, but I haven't heard about it."
"Well, I think we should go to bed," Lily said. "I don't know about you, but I'm exhausted." Everybody nodded or mumbled in agreement as they got up and stretched. Saying goodnight to each other, they all went to their earlier assigned rooms.
A/N: This chapter is sooo long! And I'm sooo tired! And you better appreciate my efforts!
Also, my birthday was a couple of weeks ago! Yay me!
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