Harry Potter and the Blazin Goblet

The Morning After

I don't own any of the characters, all JKR, no profit to be made.

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"I don't remember anybody putting the drinks out here." Harry said slurring his words horribly.

"I don't think that matters now." Tifa said tossing her drink to the side grabbing Harry by the back of the head pulling his face to hers as they kissed deeply and passionately.

Harry's hands wandered around from Tifa's back and sunk lower squeezing her ass tightly. Tifa let one hand fall from the back of Harry's head to his chest rubbing it, while her other slowly made it's way down his back.

"Oh yes." Harry mumbled as he brought one of his hands up to Tifa's chest squeezing at her breast.

Tifa let out a soft moan as Harry reached down exploring her body. Her hand on Harry's chest quickly lowered past Harry's pants to his crotch as she kissed Harry, while breaking away from his mouth to moan passionately.

"Harry!" She groaned as Harry dropped his hand into her pants.

"Tina." Harry grunted in conformation, as he brought his mouth to hers.

Tifa stayed glued to Harry's mouth for a few moments before pushing him away roughly.

"Tina?" Tifa shouted.

Harry stared about in a drunken daze for a few moments "Uh, ok wait a minute."

Harry lifted his hand slowly pointing it at Tifa "Tara! Right?"

Tifa rolled her eyes "Fuck you!"

Tifa then pushed Harry aside making her way out of the forest.

"Wait, uh, um, uh, stop. Teresa?" Harry sputtered chasing after Tifa.

Tifa didn't reply as she continued walking.

Harry continued to follow at his staggering pace "Kimberly! Totally Kimberly!" Harry shouted as he grabbed Tifa's arm.

Tifa quickly jerked her arm from Harry's grasp "It is Tifa you dumb fuck!" She shouted as she brought her knee up to meet Harry's groin.

Harry let out a painful moan as he grabbed his privates and fell to the ground. "Oh fuck."

"Fucking asshole." Tifa muttered as she faded away into the distance.

Harry rolled about on the ground breathing heavily as he grabbed his privates. "Fuck, … no better than that dumbass Dudley." He muttered to himself.

Harry pulled out a cigarette with one hand as his other hand massaged his genitals.

"Fuck. Dammit."

Harry then took a long drag, before letting his head fall to one side passing out.

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Harry shook his head as he heard someone shouting, "Harry!" in the distance. The air was filled with smell of aged smoke.

Harry groaned groggily as he rubbed his mutinous eyes. He raised his hand attempting to shield his eyes from the sunlight seeping in through the trees.

"Harry! We all thought the worst!"

Harry bent his head sideways looking at who was talking to him.

"Who the fuck are you? And do you have any aspirin?" Harry grumbled.

Cedric let out a long drawn out sigh "I'm Cedric! Cedric Diggory! We met like a bazillion times!"

Harry looked at him for a few moments "Alright Chas um, so anyway you got any aspirin?"

Cedric shook his head as he stalked off leaving Harry to rub his head groggily.

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"Come on man! Like some Advil or something?" Harry grunted as he chased after Cedric.

"Harry do you even know what happened last night?" Cedric said as he stopped turning to face Harry.

"Uh, kind of." Harry said massaging his groin area.

Cedric rolled his eyes before turning and continuing his march.

"I found Harry Potter!" Cedric shouted.

"Wait did something else happen last night?" Harry muttered.

"Uh, yeah. The Death Eaters attacked." Cedric said rolling his eyes.

Harry continued to follow Cedric, but he looked like he was lost in confusion.

"What the fuck is a Death Eater?" Harry said as he and Cedric passed through the clearing where the party was last night.

"How the hell do you, of all people, not know what a Death Eater is?" Cedric said glancing over at Harry his face in disbelief.

"Who am I? Encyclopedia Brown? I don't know everything." Harry grumbled.

Cedric shook his head "The Death Eaters were big You-Know-Who supporters. They even put the Dark Mark up in the air." Cedric said pointing to the sky.

"Dark Mark? Is that like a band or something?"

"No it was You-Know-Who's symbol."

"Got it Chas. So Voldie supporters crashed the party. Anyway, aspirin?" Harry mumbled.

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"Holy shit dude. You ain't kidding about being attacked." Harry said as he stared about at the burned and crumpled tents.

"Of course not. Why would I make up something like that?" Cedric replied.

"I don't know, lack of attention? Or maybe cause you wanted to get under my skin cause you know Cho totally wants me." Harry said with a grin.

"Listen Potter, Cho and me are together, and you better not go butting in tryin…"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Harry grumbled as he broke into Cedric's rant.

"Does anyone have an aspirin? Any kind of pain reliever will do!" Harry shouted amongst the panicked witches and wizards fleeing the camping grounds.

"I might be able to help you." A witch with elaborate curly hair said as she reached into a crocodile-skin handbag pulling out a small vial of liquid. She wore the worst glasses Harry had ever seen.

"What the hell is this?" Harry said gazing at the vial the witch handed to him.

"Pain, fever, and swelling reducer." The witch replied.

"I don't know if you should drink that Harry, do you know who that is?" Cedric whispered into Harry's ear.

Harry shrugged as he gulped down the small amount of liquid. His senses cleared almost instantly and his headache faded. Harry reached down and massaged his groin.

"Ah, there the other one is." Harry said with a sigh of relief.

"I'm outta here." Cedric grumbled shaking his head as he marched away.

"Thanks for finding me Chas." Harry said with a wave.

"It's Cedric!"

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"Thanks." Harry said to the witch as he tossed the empty vial into a burned out, still smoking, tent.

"You're Harry Potter." The witch said.

"What gave it away? The lightening bolt scar?" Harry said mockingly pointing at his scar.

"Or perhaps word has spread of my charming personality?" Harry added on.

"I'm Rita Skeeter. Reporter for the Daily Prophet." She said brushing off Harry's comments.

"Like the Muppet?"

"Sorry?" Rita said staring at Harry with a look of confusion.

"Figures." Harry said with a sigh.

"So I imagine you're pretty busy. Lot of stuff going on from what I've heard." Harry said jokingly as he motioned to all the destroyed tents.

"Yes, yes, indeed." Rita said digging into her bag pulling out a quill and pad of paper.

"What does Harry Potter have to say on the matter? I'm sure my readers would love to hear from the Boy-Who-Lived."

Harry stood gnawing on his tongue for a moment "I don't know."

"Death Eaters fucked some shit up?"

Rita sighed a bit shaking her head.

"Oh wait a minute, got one. Death Eaters crashed the party." Harry said with a grin.

Rita eyed Harry suspiciously for a few moments before a smirk grew on her face.

"I think I like it." Rita said as she began jotting down notes.

"What of the Dark Mark? Rumors about someone being killed?" Rita said as she began going through what appeared to be a list of questions.

Harry just stood staring at her with a blank gaze "Err, umm."

"Harry!"

Harry and Rita both turned seeing Mr. Weasley and several other Ministry officials dashing toward them.

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"Harry where were you? We were worried sick. You shou…" Mr. Weasley paused eyeing Rita Skeeter suspiciously.

"I'm ok Mr. Weasley. I was just talking with Chas, and then this nice lady gave me some pain relief potion. She's a reporter you know." Harry said jerking his thumb in Rita's direction.

"Yes, I know." Mr. Weasley growled.

"I'm sure you won't mind if I take Harry back to the tent." Mr. Weasley said in a serious stern tone.

"Oh not at all, fine young lad."

"Come on Harry." Mr. Weasley said grabbing Harry's arm and marching him back toward their campsite.

"Thanks for the potion." Harry said waving over his shoulder.

After walking through some more damaged tents and dodging a few hysterical witches and wizards they arrived back at the Weasley campsite.

"Go inside Harry, I'll be in, in a few minutes." Mr. Weasley said as he released Harry's arm and began chatting with the Ministry personnel that had accompanied him.

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"Harry! Thank God!" Hermione shouted as she rushed to Harry giving him a tight hug.

"I'm fine. Nothing I can't handle." Harry said patting Hermione on the back.

"Where were you mate? The Ministry has been looking for you and everything." Ron said as he appeared at Harry's side.

"Uh… you know in the forest and such." Harry mumbled as looked around the room seeing Bill with a bloody rag tied around his arm. Percy sat next to him with dried up blood on his face. Charlie looked as if he had a run with a lawn mower because his clothes were torn and shredded.

"Looks like I missed all the fun."

"Yeah, fun." Muttered Bill.

"I can't believe you guys went to a party. Far to young." Percy said in a scolding manner.

"And you guys. I can't believe you went with them. What were you thinking?"

"Percy, you have been going on like this all morning. Just shut up." Charile replied back.

Percy scowled at Charlie for a moment before getting up and stomping to the bathroom slamming the door behind him.

"What is with him and slamming doors?" Harry muttered glancing from the door to the group.

"Anyway where are Fred, George, and Ginny?"

"Should be back any minute mate, we were all out searching for you." Ron answered.

"We were so worried Harry. I thought you said you were the soul of caution?" Hermione said eyeing Harry beadily.

"Yeah, about that…" Harry said before shrugging.

"So back to what Ron was saying. Where were you Harry? Last time we saw you were headed off with that girl… Tifa right?" Bill said with a sly look on his face.

"That was her name! Fuck." Harry said kicking the ground.

"I know that reaction." Charlie said as he broke into a laugh along with Bill.

"Wasn't funny. It was a nightmare." Harry muttered as the tent flap opened up and the Twins and Ginny entered.

"Harry!" Ginny shouted running over and hugging him.

"Yeah, I've been getting that a lot as of recently." Harry said as hugged Ginny back.

"Back from our search." George said slapping Harry on the back.

"Only to find Harry never left." Fred said as he slapped Harry on the back as his twin before him.

"So where have you been?" Ginny asked.

Harry shook his head "You don't want to know."

The tent flap opened up and Mr. Weasley came into the tent. He glanced about the room and sighed.

"What were you thinking?" Mr. Weasley said in a stern tone addressing the group.

"One of you might have gotten hurt. Sneaking off in the middle of the night. To a party no less!" Mr. Weasley said more sternly his voice rising.

"And you two!" Mr. Weasley said pointing his finger in Bill and Charlie's direction.

"You are adults! Why would you permit such behavior?" Mr. Weasley said taking a deep calming breath.

"I'm so disappointed in all of you." Mr. Weasley said shaking his head.

The Weasley children as well as Harry all began murmuring sorry as they apologized for their behavior.

"You aren't going to tell Mom are you?" Fred said with a hint of fear in his voice.

Mr. Weasley sat in silence for a moment before shaking his head "I think you understand not to do this again. Just please try and stay out of trouble."

The tension in the room seemed to ease and everyone seemed more relaxed.

"Err… Mr. Weasley. I don't think that is going to work." Harry said.

"What do you mean Harry?"

"We've been going to Hogwarts for like three years and look what has happened in those three years." Harry said with a grin.

Mr. Weasley paused in thought before letting out a defeated sigh.

"Trouble is like what I do."

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