Revealed Player

Episode VII

Static Dump

Harry and Tonks had finally dressed after a few hours of adrenaline pumping hot passionate 'bedroom talk'. Harry wearing all black except a dark red shirt and white trainers, and Tonks had decided rather than wearing the clothes from yesterday she had pulled from her magically bigger on the inside bag, a navy blue skirt that swung halfway down her thighs and a lighter blue top to match. She even changed her deep purple hair, cosmic blue to match her clothes.

Harry mildly wondered whether her lower region hairs had changed blue too, but he thought it rude to ask. I will just have to find out later.

They went downstairs to the kitchen and Tonks sat down at the table while Harry prepared them breakfast, knowing the Dursley's were probably still at the hospital because of Dudley's 'accident'.

He poured them both some fresh orange juice he had found in the fridge, and when he noticed the chocolate spread he wondered whether it would taste any better liking it of a blue haired auror, and he thought it very strange that it had yet to be opened knowing who else lives here.

Harry eventually started frying up their food while wondering whether Ginny had gotten his letter yet. Harry was nervous about the reply. Thinking back on the letter he had sent, he had been quite perverted.

Though, I am more curious to how she took my not so subtle sexual advances. I hope I am not hit with a lawsuit, which will look good in the papers. Harry Potter's been served with a lawsuit for sexual deviance in a letter to school friend: Ginevra Weasley, a fellow Hogwarts student and younger sister too his friend and class mate Ronald Weasley. It's just lucky the eyes-gate seal won't let anyone else read it.

Harry sighed as he let this thoughts drift. He hates it at the Dursley's and knew Ron's too stupid to understand the concept of an abusive family. He had wondered what Hermione would say if he wrote her and told her how they really are to him.

He had a sneaking suspicion that first she'll go to Dumbledore, and then come back believing whatever bull crap he shoves down her throat. He knew that Hermione would probably still back Dumbles up, and say something like "it was for your own good Harry, you were safer there, it doesn't matter whether your uncles almost killed you several times, and beat the living crap out of you for breathing too loud," and crap like that and end up with him Hexing her.

Well, she probably would not side with Dumbles if she knew that, but still sometimes, she is really irritating. She really needs to lighten up. Maybe there is some place to get her a personality overhaul. I love her and all that, more than she even knows, like a sister of course. Though, she is not my blood. Therefore, I would shag her if she wanted it; no use letting her tight ass go to waste on someone who will not appreciate it or her, and she is a cute nerd.

Harry was almost certain though that Ron would not like the fact Harry had written to Ginny and not him. He knows Ron can be a selfish jealous jerk, perhaps if he were not like that Harry would be slightly more open with him, but then probably not.

He always got on with girls better, probably because his aunt had never been brutal with him, and on occasion had stopped his uncle. Though, thinking about it that's really no reason. Its more like the fact girls are cute… well the hot ones anyway.

Harry filled up two plates with fried breakfast and toast. He put one plate in front of Tonks and another for himself next to her. He then fetched them a knife and fork each. They sat down at the table to eat. While they ate they chatted about nothing of importance until Harry grabbed the TV remote control and switched on the news.

They both watched the flat panel screen on the wall, one of the luxuries the jerk Dursley's have in the kitchen. The channel is CNN if the little logo at the bottom of the screen could be trusted, which it could.

"Now a special news report from Dakota!" the blonde woman reporter announced. I would do her, he though as boys' do when they see a hot woman on TV.

The camera showed a city skyline where a young African American male with long blue coat and black tee shirt, and black trousers wearing a white mast round his eyes and blue glasses on his forehead. His hair looked like loads of long black worms. He was flying on what appeared to be a large round thin metal disc with a purple sparkly glow.

"Static just moments ago saved the President of the United States!" the news reporter continued. "The young hero and his sidekick Gear just fouled an attempt at the life of the US Head of State."

Harry sighed. I wish I had his job, and his powers. He has it so much easier than me. Harry just sighed again ignoring the TV and finished his breakfast. He was quite hungry after all his 'work' with Tonks. I'll trade my magic to be a meta-human and go to a normal school, and be a Superhero!

"Harry?" Tonks suddenly asked while looking at the young man on TV curiously, as he smiled and waved at the crowd and cameras', he flew by and finally out of sight.

"Yes baby?" he asked curiously as he look up at her.

"Who was that guy on TV?" She asked blushing lightly as Harry's piercing green eyes connected with her blue eyes.

"Static?" he asked in wonder. He half expected her to know him, but thinking about their worlds arrogants made him wonder whether she and the others haven't either.

"Yes…" she said looking lost and confused. Wow, the Dursley's hated me seeing anything freaky like this so I wouldn't have expected to know more about this than her.

"He's a Superhero," Harry informed her. "I think his breed is called meta-humans or some such. There was some weird chemical gas that exploded in Dakota and gave a lot of different people all kinds of Superpowers. I think they're also nick-named Bang-Babies' because of the explosion that made them… why?" he dared ask the last even though he knew he knew what she'll say.

"I've never heard of them before," she replied thinking hard then shaking her head. Wow, the ignorance of wizards. It is astonishing how much they do not notice if it is not written out in big neon, pink letters. I am surprise magic is not extinct.

"So you're serious, you don't know about this?" he asked and she just shook her head blankly. "What about Superman?" he asked out of curiosity, considering he's probably the most famous Superhero alive. She looked him in the eyes and shook her head slowly. "He's not even human. He's Kryptonion, not even from Earth. Surly you would know that?" he asked baffled and slightly amused.

"Never heard of him, are you sure he's real?" She frowned in confusion. "What can he do?" she asked. Surely, the wizarding world is not that stupid, who the in hell has not heard of Superman. He is SUPER for hells sake. He can bloody fly, wizards must have noticed him.

"Well," Harry began slowly, as though talking to a very slow child. "He's strong enough that he could juggle three large cars easily. He is invulnerable, has laser and x-ray vision. Super Speed and he can fly without a broom or aircraft. I can't remember what else he can do. I haven't really watched TV much since before school and even then I was hardly ever allowed."

"That can't be," she stated slowly, confused. "I'm sure we would have heard of these people."

Harry burst out laughing rolling his eyes. I am going to piss myself. These people are idiots, what the hell kind of world have I joined? It is more like a cult of slugs. They move so slow they miss everything that is happening in the rest world.

"You seriously don't know?" he asked after he stopped laughing. She had turned beet red. "There has been at least two alien invasions that the Justice League has prevented. Maybe more, I'm not too sure. I joined your world so I guess I'm out of the loop."

The look of shock and horror on Tonks's face made Harry want to laugh once again at the ignorance of the wizarding world at not paying attention to the rest of the planet. How can you miss your planet at war with an alien race? Twice…?

"What's the Justice League?" She finally asked curiously, slightly pale faced.

"It's a large community of Super Powered people who defend the Earth from the worse kind of Villains on and off of the planet," he told her with amusement evident in his voice. "You know from what I've heard there are several of them that use magic."

This got him wondering whether he could become a Superhero. He'll have to look into that for future discovery. He can just imagine it now. Him flying over a crowd as they cheered him on.

"Magic?" she asked in disbelief. Harry only nodded. "But that breaks the Stature of Security."

"Well you aurors' can't be that good at protecting it then if you haven't noticed," he replied shaking his head in wonder while she had the good grace to look ashamed. "I thought you were a halfblood."

"I… I-I am" she agreed standing up. "I'm going out for an hour or so. I'll be right back," she added a bit more chipper and rushed out of the kitchen. He heard the front door close moments later.

Shrugging, thinking that she is probably going to go ask some muggleborn students or something, he chuckled. Really, some creatures are just stupid. No wonder the pony men from the forbidden forest do not like wizards. They have realized just how thick we are.

Though, I think I'll stop calling myself a wizard if they're giving me such a stupid reputation!

Harry cleaned up their now empty dishes and put them away and gave the table a quick wipe with a wet cloth. He may hate the Dursley's but he knows how to do his bit when he makes a mess.

Then he just hexed a few things for his amusement. His aunt may not be anywhere near as bad as his uncle, but she's still a bitch. Anyway, the hexes will hopefully get him and Dudley too.

Harry sighed and then went back up to his room and pulled out his Occlumency book, laying down on his bed and started reading. He was not surprised to find out Snape is such a really shit teacher, and that he didn't explain how to do it right.

Bloody dick head, I bet he did it on purpose. I will kill the twat. The jerk can't even teach potions: something which he is supposed to be super awesome at so how does Dumbledore think he can teach Occlumency?

After three and a half hours of reading about how to erect walls and mental barriers in your mind using internal magic Harry heard the doorbell ring. He put the place mark tassel thing attached in his book to the right page and placed it on the bed. He headed down stairs, opened the door with a smile to find Tonks staring at him ashen faced.

"You were right," she blurted out. "I asked several muggleborns from Hogwarts, and I even asked a load of muggles that thought I was mad for having to ask, but they exist."

"I know," he told her in amusement as if she is really slow as he stepped aside for her to enter and then closing the door after her. She is quite dense, but her arse is fine, and she really can suck hard.

"But… do you know what this means?" she continued more excitedly, and continued before he could even respond. "We could ask them for help in stopping the Death Eaters!"

Harry just burst out laughing. It was almost as if he was crazy, but considering his life he might just be, even if only a little.

"You think the ministry; full of purists would agree to let a bunch of muggles help us, even if some of them aren't from Earth. They think witches and wizards are better than all life, Martians' and Krytonions' included, even though they are the more superior species." Disappointment was straightaway evident in her eyes.

Harry put his arms around her and gave her a long passionate kiss on the lips before hugging her tightly. "What if we ask Dumbledore? Go behind the ministries back. It's not like they'll notice. Though, I can't say Dumbledore wont be as foolish," Harry chuckled at that knowing Dumbledore and the Minister can be petty fools.

"Okay," she agreed looking relived and hopeful. "Why not…? It's worth a shot, right?" she asked eagerly as she got a nod.

Sighing Tonks looked into Harry's eyes. "I've got work tomorrow so no more causal screwing," she told him sadly. She then smirked. "For now," she continued smirking.

He smirked back as he quickly grabbed the mega jumbo jar of chocolate spread from the fridge thinking he can melt it with some magic. He then took her hand and led her upstairs where he would find out whether she now has blue lower region hairs or still purple, and she can find out why he's stolen the chocolate.

The next morning Harry woke up to a kiss on the lips. His eyes flickered open to see Tonks fully dressed and ready for work as she pulled back from the soft kiss. "See you in a couple of days, Harry, try to have fun," she whispered with raised suggestive eyebrows.

"Sure thing," he smiled at her winking.

"By the way, Harry. Your relatives are home." That one statement caused Harry to groan in frustration. Nodding she gave him another kiss before leaving for work.

Harry, realising he wasn't tired reached for his Occlumency book, and pulled it off the floor and spent a couple of hours reading about meditations and organizing ones mind and memories.

So Harry spent another three and half in meditation and organizing his thoughts. Instead of using trunks and such as the book suggested, Harry opted for something new. He used his imagination and created a computer system in his head, and filed everything of importance away in locked files that would be very annoying every time someone fails entrance. 'Access Denied' will appear with metal shielding and force fields, and the whole set up should make your attacker regret it with the deathening sirens the aggressor into the mind will hear.

In fact, his way though more complicated on the surface was so much simpler and more secure. He hoped his shields would work and be ready by start of the school year. Snape would be surprised at how his most hated student had the coolest magical Occlumency defense ever.

Harry had only been practicing for three and half hours and his rearranging of his thoughts were hardly complete, but it seemed to help ease his stress levels, and if he kept this up, he would be able to breeze through potions with Snape, and even yawn in boredom while the git insults his father and Sirius.

Occlumency seems like the yoga for the mind. So this should help him in keeping Snape at bay, and even Voldemort. He's not sure who he hates more, Snape or Voldemort. They're both complete douche bags!

Harry was brought out of his meditation by a tapping on the window. He calmly looked over to see his snowy white companion tapping on the glass. Smiling he rushed up to greet the bird, and smiled even brighter seeing she had a letter for him.

Opening the window, Hedwig flew in and landed on his shoulder. Stroking her feathers, he untied the letter and smiled when he noticing the gold and blue fairy girl eyes-gate seal, and just like his covered up by hair and wings. It was just as beautiful as his, but her wings had a semi-rainbow effect.

After a moment, Hedwig flew over to her perch, and Harry grabbed her some owl treats and put them in her food bowl before lying back down on his bed to read his letter.

Opening the envelope and pulling out the parchment, he noticed the same seal on the letter and smiled, before he read. So, she's done it right. I guess Bill must have shown her since he uses seals and stuff for his job.

Dear, Sex Slave, Harry. (Yes YOU! Can call me, Gin if you like, and I won't get mad.)

First let me just say that you do not have to apologise for the whole chamber thing or the ministry, and even if you did, 'I'll always forgive you'. The Chamber thing was kind of my bad anyway, and I would follow you into hell if you asked me. I am a really awesome friend after all… plus, its hell, I would be a curious little camper, -grin.

Ron is an complete asshole, when I received your letter to me, he kept demanding to read it, -rolls eyes.

I went to my room and locked my self in to read in peace, and that twat tried to break my door down trying to claim my letter as his own. When I had finished reading I locked it in my desk draw and then delivered your message to Ronald.

I think you are right that Dumbles (lol)! Told them to get you to stay there. That old man really has to learn to keep is nose out of other people's affairs.

Well anyway after that I got a sandwich, and told mum that you were okay and that you just went shopping, (minus the Death Munchers). Then I went back up to my room where I found my door wide open, and Ronald in my room, and my desk draw smashed open and some of my personal stuff (diary etc.) on the floor and that git had your letter, trying to read it.

Fred and George dragged him out of the room, where he dropped the letter. I picked it up, and Bill got a glimpse and told me about the eyes-gate seal and taught me how to make one, and let me use his wand. They're pretty neat. I was surprised that mine was that fairy girl when I practiced.

Bill says because of how complex our seals are that it's a sign of strong spirits. I guess our magic knows how cool we are, huh, -wink.

About the whole not listening to Dumbles, I agree with you, you should do what you want. It's your life, and I'll stand by you even if no one else will. I don't see the point in hiding and having no fun or life. If you do that then what would the point of fighting be? I just think Dumbledore's crazy!

By the way, I would love to become an illegal animagus with you. It will make us even cooler than we all ready are. I bet you'll be an awesome animal. It will be a lion, or tiger or something.

I must admit the advice your old friend gave you is very good and I totally agree. I also totally agree that you should only fight for those you care about and that care about you. All those people just turned their backs on you, all because of propaganda and ministry lies don't deserve your protection.

Oh, and since you are not listening to Dumbles, Ronald or Hermione, you should come over sometime just unexpectedly to visit ME! You can also tell Ronald what a prat he is. I bet even as you're reading this he's bothering me. I should just use my one ministry warning to seal his mouth shut!

Maybe you can sleep over the night when you come to visit. You can always stay in my room with me since I doubt you would want to stay with Ronald. Right now, I am grinning stupidly at the sort of things we would accidentally do, like accidentally sharing my bed. Oh, my gods I cant believe I actually put that.

Oh, and never repeat what I am about to tell you, okay? Since, you are being openly perverted I will too. I can barely wait to find out just how tasty you are so, how hard do you like it to be sucked? –Smirking right back.

You asked me how I tasted, well, when I read your letter I didn't know. I had never tasted myself before, but you got me all hot just thinking of you, so I tasted, and I have to say you'll most defiantly enjoy yourself. -Cheeky wink.

You ever tell anyone that and you'll find Bat-Boggy-Hexes hitting you ten times a day every day at school till the day you graduate, and even then, I'll send them in the post. Yes, I also think we could just fool around. (Friends with benefits…? –grin.)

I'm glad Tonks has been hanging out with you rather than hiding under an invisibility cloak in the cold. When you decide to come over maybe you can bring her along too. You've probably been up to no good with her, haven't you? –Cheeky grin- how does she taste?

Also, if you were to ask me out, I would say YES! You taking me out to some mega expensive restaurant would be great, but I bet the foods lame. I have heard about those gourmet meals, hardly enough to feed a goldfish. You could cook me dinner. I heard you're pretty good at cooking. Ron mentioned it once and was making fun of you, but I think it's awesome, and he was just jealous.

You could use me as a plate, and lick me clean. –Giggles- I am being filthier than you now. See there are lots you do not know about me yet. You will be the first to find out what EVERYTHING!

Lots of love,

Kisses, hugs and affection,

A snog or two,

-Ginny.

P.S. one last thing I almost forgot. I would be happy if you adopted me, and I became your little sister, as long as we get to do none brother sister things. Then I'll be happy, and saved from Ron's evil jealous ways!

Harry couldn't believe it. Ginny had tasted herself because he asked her too. She was just a dirty little minks and a really cute one too. Rereading the letter he realised she had practically out right told him that she wants him to take her virginity, and who was he to deny her what she wants?

Harry lay on his bed with a big smile on his face trying not to laugh at what Ron had done, and the fact he had pissed Ginny off so much she was calling him Ronald even in a letter. He will have to have words with 'Ronald' about mistreating HIS Ginny.

So Gin thinks of me that way, he grinned at the thought of sharing her bed. Though, he doubted very much that her parents would let him share her room let alone her bed.

Not that we would ask permission. The thought of asking something like that from Mrs. Weasley is creepy! I will find away, maybe bring Ginny here, or sneak into the Burrow with only Ginny knowing that I'm there.

Harry got up and sat at his desk after adjusting his growing bonner and trying not to think dirty thoughts. He spent the next hour writing out a reply, and then sealing it and sending it back to Ginny along with a spare Occlumency and Legilimency book. He discovered he had bought two by mistake. It was just him compensating for being so stupid as to have not bought one last year.

He then spent the next five hours or so meditating and creating his Occlumency shields. He discovered molding his magic in his mind was rather easy, and was really wanting to punch Snape for being a think, idiot. Though, honestly Harry believes Snape wasn't trying to teach him as none of Snape's defense methods were in his book.

Harry looked at his bedroom clock seeing that it was four thirty in the afternoon, decided to go down stairs to get some lunch. He was also very curious to see what had happened to Dudley.

Grabbing his wand holster he bought in Diagon Alley he strapped it to his left forearm and placed his wand in it, in perfect view to see how pissed off he can make his aunt and uncle. If they even notice... sometimes they can be so oblivious an alien could land in the garden and enter the house naked and they wouldn't notice.

Arriving in the kitchen he almost broke down to laugh. His cousin had one arm and both legs in plaster, and his head in bandages. Harry hadn't thought his cousin would be that hurt, but Harry didn't care one bit. He was surprised, but he just didn't.

"What happened to him?" Harry asked drawing their attention to him as he kept a straight face thanks to the little he's learnt to control himself from his Occlumency book.

His aunt sniffled a bit before answering. "He had a little accident," she said with a sugary voice that just couldn't top the way Umbridge talks to people.

Harry frowned in false curiosity. "Really…?" he said in fake surprise. "What happened to him?"

"That's none of your business boy," his uncle suddenly barked starring at Harry with nothing but contempt and hate. Harry just shrugged nonchalant as he saw something of interest on the back of the folded local muggle newspaper, on the table, next to where Dudley was sitting. So he quickly snatched it up and left the room reading the ad, amused that Dudley flinched.

Ignoring his uncles' shouts for him to return his newspaper, Harry exited through the front door, reading the article for a marshal arts school that is starting up at the local gym. The courses are three hours a day Monday to Friday from five to eight pm during the holiday, and they start today.

He decided he would go down there to check it out since it was Tuesday. He had about twenty minuets to walk there. He quickly undone his shirt sleeves and pulled it over his wand and holster. He could feel that someone was following closely, hidden from sight and did not want any trouble. So if he were going to have a sheep follow, he thought he might as will have a chat.

Taking a guess he called out the first name that came to mind. "Moody!" There was no response, but he was sure it was him because he couldn't hear foot steeps, and normally he could because most of his stalkers were very inept at it. Tonks being the worse, but she's at work anyway. It was quite funny that a none invisible muggle Special Agent could do better.

Therefore, it had to be the man with a wooden leg, with a silencing charm to cover up the 'clunk clunk.' Harry stopped suddenly, and reached out grabbing thin air and pulled an invisibility cloak off none other that, Mad Eye Moody just as he figured.

Moody stood still in shock caught so easily by surprise for a moment before he gave a bark of laughter. "How'd you know it was me anyway?"

Harry just chuckled shaking his head. "Trade secret Moody…. trade secret…" he said smirking. It's not exactly hard once you know who your stalkers are.

"You know, you aren't supposed to be talking to your gauds," Moody growled but looked as if he really didn't give a damn.

"Do I pay you?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No."

"Then who cares?" he asked the scared old auror shrugging.

"Well Dumbledore will," the auror chuckled as Harry had a look that said he did not give a crap. "The old codgers all ready in a bad mood because Tonks stayed with you all night for the past two."

Harry shrugged smiling smugly. "Well he doesn't think about my mental needs. You know I'm not opposed to having you stop by for a cup of tea and a chat."

Moody chuckled as Harry continued on his way to the gym with Moody right beside him, and handed the Auror back his invisibility cloak. "So where are we going?" Moody asked, finally letting his curiosity be known.

"Oh, there's a gym not to far from here," Harry said with a shrug. "I was thinking of taking some marshal arts course. It's just started, and I figured with the whole Voldemort thing, it doesn't hurt to get into shape."

The old ex-Auror looked pleased. "Good to hear you're taking and interest in self defense… most wizard's don't think its necessary."

"Well that's because they rely too much on magic," Harry said shrugging. "Most wizards are idiots with their heads shoved up their own arses."

Moody's bark like laugh sounded while he nodded in agreement. "Not wrong there kid, not wrong at all."

"Hey?" Harry suddenly asked looking at Moody. "I don't suppose you have any books that Dumbles would not want me to have that I could borrow, do you?"

Alistor Moody looked surprised for a moment before he grinned and nodded that he did. "Yeah I think I can lend you a few books if you want."

Harry smile and nodded. "Thanks," he replied as they reached the entrance to the gym. "Well, see you later," Harry finished as he walked into the gym while Mad Eye checked the cost was clear and disappeared under the cloak.

Harry approached the reception desk in the foyer where a young fit blonde woman sat to greet people. "Hi" he smiled at her. "I'm here about these marshal arts lessons," he said indicating the news paper ad.

"Oh, okay," she said with a dazzling smile. "The first lesson is free, so down the hall and it's the third door on the left."

"Thank you," he nodded and then headed to the place she indicated, reaching the right door he opened it to find it empty except for two men, one looked to be in his sixties and the other thirties.

Walking in both men turned to him smiling. "Hello" Harry said politely nodding his head. "I'm here to see about these marshal arts lessons."

"Well, it's nice to meet you young man," the older of the two greeted shacking his hand. "My names David and this is my son Duncan." Harry shook the younger blokes' hand. "You're the first to arrive so why don't you get changed there's ten minutes left until the start."

"Oh, right, so where can I buy one of those gi things?" he asked gesturing theirs.

"I'll take you," Duncan said with a grin as he led the way. "There's a shop-ish type place upstairs. They don't close till six so we're fine."

To Be Continued…