A/N – Yay! Chapter 4! Be happy!

Summary – Quiditch is cool, savvy?

Fic summary – Moony, Pronglet and Padfoot try to have the coolest summer ever.


A Family Summer

Chapter 4

I am not a vegetarian because I love animals; I am a vegetarian because
I hate plants. -- A. Whitney Brown


"James Potter! I shant ever go out with you even if you were the last guy on earth! You are despicable! And I hate you!" Lily yelled. The whole of the Great Hall watched as the two had their ritual morning fight. Lily would then march out of the great hall and James would call after her.

"BUT LILY I LOVE YOU!"

Of which she would completely ignore.

Which left the Marauders and the rest of the school body laughing at the clearly in love James Potter. Who wouldn't care in the least and sit down to breakfast as if nothing had ever happened. This ritual happened every morning and by now the school had a betting pool as to when they would stop and when James would kiss her and so on and so forth.

"Gee, James – must you do that each and every morning?" Remus asked.

"Yes, why?" James asked.

"Because she will never ever acknowledge your love for her," Sirius chimed in.

"Oh shut it! I love her! She beautiful!" James swooned.

"Oh wonderful, now we will never here the end of it," Peter sighed.

"How about a prank then?" Remus asked.

"Yes, must think of…prank!" James said and then he was off with the rest of the Marauders following him.

Sirius clapped Remus on the back and winked at him: "Good Job!"


"Are you ready then?" Remus asked.

"Yeah," Harry nodded.

"All right, here we go…" and with that, Remus gave a flick of his wand. Then the two retreated to wait. They only had to wait half a second before Sirius Black ran into the main room of the tent.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL WAS THAT FOR?" He yelled. His boxers were charmed blue with the legend "Snivellus Forever!" on them. His hair yellow and his skin green.

"Just showing Harry the correct way to cast color changing charms," Remus replied.

"I can't wait till I get to school, Malfoy is so going to get a surprise," Harry snickered.

"Wonderful! Now change me back, Moony!" Sirius yelled.

"Oh, please lets leave it?" Moony whined.

"Change.Me.Back.Now!"

"Fine…" and Moony did so. Now relatively normal, Sirius stomped from the room to the bathroom for a shower. Remus snickered.

"MOONY!"

"The underwear stays!" Moony yelled.

"You are so mean!" was the reply from Padfoot.

"That was so cool," Harry said.

"Thank you, now, let's make breakfast, the match will start soon," Remus said and they exited their tent. Outside, Harry saw Ron and Hermione walked down the lane.

"Harry!" Hermione ran up to him and hugged him, Ron just behind her but he and Harry settled for a quick one.

"How has your summer been?" Ron asked.

"Just brilliant! What are you two doing?" Harry asked.

"Getting some water," Hermione said. Remus handed Harry a bucket.

"You go with them," he said. And that was the end of that. Harry, Ron and Hermione went on down the lane.

"Well, how is it?" Hermione asked.

"What is what?" Harry gave her a look.

"How is it living with Professor Lupin and Sirius?" Ron clarified.

"It's wonderful! Not like how it is at my Aunt's house," Harry said.

"Oh?"

"Yeah. Anyway, we playing a prank on Sirius this morning. His underpants say 'Snivellus forever!' on them!"

"What?"

"It was their nick name for Snape when they went to Hogwarts," Harry shrugged.

"Brilliant!" Ron said.

"I can't wait for the match," Harry said. With the conversation quickly turning to Quiditch, the Golden Trio got to the fountain, they had to wait in line though.

"So, did anything weird happen?" Hermione asked.

"Nope, and nothing in the papers. I think they might be laying low," Harry said.

When he said "They" he meant the Death Eaters.

"Right, they might be. There's no point doing anything if you don't have an Obsessive Dark Lord to listen too," Hermione said.

"No kidding," Ron agreed. Soon, the three were able to get their water.

"I still can't figure out why Voldemort is after me," Harry said.

"Yes, it is quite strange that Voldemort (honestly Ronald! Get a back bone!) would still be after you. I mean, the theory is that your supposed to be the savior of the Wizarding world but what if…" Hermione trailed off.

"What if what?" Harry wanted to know.

"What if that wasn't what everything means? What if Voldemort went after you and your parents because they crossed him one too many times and therefore only wanted you dead? What would be the point to go and then just fail? Maybe it was because his curse failed that you are alive but that maybe you aren't to do anything?"

"You mean that maybe all of this was a fluke?" Ron finally asked.

"Possibly,"

"And still he's going to come after me," Harry groaned.

"Nothing we can do to stop that," Hermione shrugged.

The three fell silent as they walked back to their perspective camps.

"Still, I can at least study magic and do my best to get rid of Voldemort," Harry said.

"Yes, we can do that," Hermione said.

"Than it's settled more studying this year," Harry nodded his head.

"What about Quiditch?" Ron asked.

"Don't worry, Ron, not even Sirius will let me quit the team," Harry quickly assured his friend.


It was evening by the time Harry, Sirius and Remus met up with Mr. Weasely, the twins, Ron and Hermione. They then started into the woods that surrounded the huge stadium that had been built just for this occasion. Fireworks were sent off and everyone became even more excited if that were possible.

They could hear singing in the back ground and little children giggled as they and their parents stopped at a concession stand to pick up a token of their visit. The atmosphere was highly entertaining, almost like one of those scenes from a movie when the knight would ride into the court bearing the head of the dragon he killed and won the hand of the fair lady.

Sirius was just as happy; it reminded him of the times he and James would take every chance to go to a Quidditch game, even without there parents knowing. Remus jut watched contentedly as his small pack stopped at a couple stands. Sirius bought everyone Omnioculars in order to see the game that much better.

As they got closer to the stands Harry saw that this was going to be even better than he had thought. The golden walls reflected the opulence of the English Ministry of Magic. It was even bigger than the Quidditch field at Hogwarts, and that was the only field Harry had ever played on.

"Took all year to build this, muggle repellent charms on every inch," Mr. Weasely said. They got to a tower and Arthur pointed up, "We're in the prime minister box, just up those stairs as far as it goes," he said. Sirius had the kids go first; this was, after all, their first time at a Quidditch game that didn't include a house that they were in.

It took forever to get to the top box – Harry counted a thousand stairs, and then he lost count when he hit one-thousand-and-twenty-nine. After that he gave up and he and Ron debated on which team would win.

"I bet Ireland will win," Ron said.

"And if it is Bulgaria?" Harry asked.

"Ireland, they're closest to us in geography," Ron shrugged.

"And I suppose you only know that because of Quidditch?" Hermione asked.

"What else is there to know?" Ron gave her a look.

"Oh I don't know, how about the fact that Ireland was invaded by Henry the Second in 1171?" she asked.

"Oh no! Muggle History!"

"What? It was very interesting," Hermione defended.

"Sure," Ron rolled his eyes.

"Look!" Harry said, "We're here," and so they were.

The top box had the most magnificent view of the whole Quidditch field. There had to be at least twenty seats, but there was a lot of room to jump around in if you were prone to do so. Harry wasn't, but Sirius had the hardest time.

"Wicked! Would you look at that Moony?" he said excitedly.

"Sirius! Calm down!" Remus replied with a small smile.

"Blimey! We can see everything from here!" Sirius smiled while looking over the edge.

"Yes, if you fall over I shant save you," Remus dead-panned.

"Oh! Don't be a spoil sport, Moony!" Sirius replied.

"Look, the teams are coming out!" Ron said.

With a huge roar from the crowd of Bulgarian supports – the Bulgarian team made their big entrance. Their Cheer team danced below them on the field and even raised a cheer or two for them that was taken up by the crowd. Everyone applauded even louder for Krum, for most of the teenaged Witches in the stands absolutely ADORED him.

Ireland was next to make their appearance. Brilliant fire works started their procession. Theses fire works took on images of giant Leprechauns the danced a nice two step and played a pipes and fiddles. If it could happen, Harry imagined that the crowd went wild for this team. Ireland (which wasn't exactly the home team) was close enough that the Brit Wizards cheered for them while the French, Bulgarian and other such countries went for the Bulgarian team. (Though Harry wasn't exactly sure about the few American's he had seen.)

Harry, Hermione and Ron put their Omnioculars into play. They saw Connolly and Dimitrov shake hands while the rule were being read and all that other sort of rot. If Harry hadn't known better, he would have thought that the captains were exchanging words of good will. But when one played Quidditch with the dreadful Draco Malfoy – well, the word were most probably unveiled threats of death and dismemberment.

Sirius was pointing out which team had what advantage and what play they could use and so on and so forth. Remus listened to this but his attention didn't waver from the teams.

Soon, both teams were in the air and taking off for the sky. They took their places and the balls were let lose. The Quaffle passed from Troy then to Muller before Levski stole it and passed it once again to one of his own team mates. Ireland stole it back and made the first goal of the game.

Ireland 10 -- Bulgaria 0

Moran and Quigly swung their bats at two opposing bulgers. The balls flew threw the hair, one missed it target completely and almost took Sirius' head off.

"What the hell!" he cried as he ducked. The ball bounced off the back wall of the tower before flying into the field and knocking one of Bulgaria's beaters in the back of his head. The other whizzed past Krum – who daftly dodged it.

Fifteen more scores for Ireland followed. Bulgaria was able to make ten.

"Wonderful play," Remus muttered.

"Ho! James could do all that in his sleep!" Sirius retorted.

"Really? How so?" Harry asked.

"Sirius just meant that James was the best Chaser Hogwarts ever did see. If it wasn't for What's—His—Face James would have probably joined the Brit team," Remus explained.

"Oh," Harry felt rather stupid.

The core was announced: Ireland 120 -- Bulgaria 110

All could see that the Captain of the Bulgarian ream was pissed. He caught the Quaffle with a sweep of his robes and was off, Connolly hot his trail. Both Chasers trying to make a goal was one thing to see – but the best part was when one saw two Seekers going at it.

The job of the Seeker was a hard job. They had to look for the Golden Snitch, and since the wall of the stadium were gold, it was terribly hard to find said ball. This method, of course, was only for the Quidditch League. The Quidditch at Hogwarts was less complicated in this way.

Ireland 130 -- Bulgaria 140

"If Ireland isn't careful Bulgaria will make more scores," Harry said.

"Don't worry about it, this had worked great for them all season," Sirius said.

The next fifteen minutes passed quickly as Ireland quickly got their score up to 150. Bulgaria was doing their best to stop Ireland, but their plays weren't working out so well for some odd reason.

However, Harry had caught site of the snitch! He pulled on Sirius robe to get his attention: "Look! It's over there by Krum!" he said, pointing.

And indeed it was. The Snitch was hidden behind Krum's head. No matter where he turned he couldn't get sight of it. But Lynch had seen it two microseconds after Harry (without seeing what Harry had been pointing at.) Lynch took off towards Krum.

The Dance of Seekers was one that few people could experience. In order to be a Seeker, one had to be small and fast. Lynch was very good, he had no trouble letting go of his broom for a moment or two in order to try and get at the Snitch. Krum held on tight to his broom. Harry wondered if he was afraid of heights.

The crowd cheered as the Seekers went at it. Head to head both were after the Snitch. This Snitch was a very sneaky Snitch to say the least. It snickered at them and teased them as it flew through the air. All manners of loops and whirls were unleashed as the Seekers went after the one ball that would win the game and the fame.

"Watch them go!" Harry cried.

"Bloody hell!" Ron couldn't help but say.

Still the Dance of the Seekers went on for moment upon moment. Neither could get close enough and neither wanted to give up their advantage. Sirius was sure that Krum would get his hands on it at any moment. But Lynch wasn't about to let Krum do that, so both Seekers took to elbowing each other. Hard.

On the other hand, the Golden Snitch was rather proud of itself. It snickered as it led the Seekers on such a wild Snitch chase. It whirled here and there, it even made way for the top box. It made a circle around the heads of the Trio before disappearing.

The Seekers saw it go towards the ground and chased after it. They were suddenly dropping fast with only the Snitch inches away from them. Lynch stretched out his hand as far as he could. The ground was rushing up at him and he knew that if he didn't get the Snitch, than Krum would! Ireland had come a long way this Season and Lynch decided that he wouldn't let his team down. Not now, not at this game!

With every ounce of Gryffindor strength he could manage; Lynch launched himself off of his broom and into mid air. For a moment he floated free before gravity took hold of him and he dropped. It felt like he dropped for a long while, but the Snitch had lost whatever capability it had to think and didn't notice the hand that caught it.

Lynch had caught the Snitch, and Connolly caught him before he fell and broke anything important.

It was quiet for a few moments before the crowds in the stadium completely went crazy! They hugged each other and cheered for a good long while. The game was a completely success and while the Ireland team was being handed the World Quidditch Cup – Harry didn't notice that his wand was missing.


"That was great!" Harry said as he and his "Parents" headed back to their tent. The crowds had now taken to drinking and eating and all together just celebrating the win of the Ireland team. It had been the most magnificent game Harry and ever seen and Sirius had even gotten Harry the Game Snitch!

"Thanks so much for everything, Sirius!" Harry said while hugging the man once again. Sirius laughed and gave Harry a noogie while he was at it. Remus watched them happily.

"It isn't a problem," Sirius said.

"Yeah, James would have gotten you every ball on that field if it were possible," Remus said.

"I'm happy with the Snitch!" Harry replied. Remus just laughed.

Soon they made it to their tent; Remus was going to make them all some of his world famous hot chocolate when the celebrating atmosphere suddenly disappeared and terrified screams could be heard in the distance.

"What was that?" Harry asked.

"It's….what?" Sirius saw the green light in the middle of the camp ground and knew that this was one hell of a bad situation.

"Harry! Listen to me!" Sirius took Harry by the shoulders.

"You run, run into the forest and hide, we have to take care of this," Sirius said. Remus and Sirius both pushed Harry towards the forest. Harry didn't want to go but he knew he wouldn't be able to do anything without braking the Wizarding Law of underage magic use.

And so, He ran…..


a/n – Sorry to leave ya'll hanging, but this chapter was getting long enough with the Quidditch and stuff. I hope you liked it.

Ta.

Midnight Island