Darksider82

Wingedseer Wolf

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Harry Potter: The Phenom X

Hermione smirked and pumped the air with triumph. Her beer bottle jump five inches in the air to be plucked out of the air by a sweaty and trembling Ron who had just returned from the gym.

Due to his playing speed of Chess games and his skill along with his ranking of being in the top 10 international chess players, he was bringing home just shy of eighty thousand pounds. But that was playing a game of chess lasting longer than five hours a match.

Ron however made that due to him being able to explain to his opponent after the game had finished where he could have been beaten and where he could have pro-longed the game. However he also ran two part time jobs; one as a shelf filler and the other as a chess tutor to children in primary and secondary school.

He had also managed to find time to slip into the gym for a few hours each day. It had only been three weeks since the start of his new diet and he could already feel himself regaining the waistline he had when he was in his twenties.

"Not seen you get so excited since you solved the Philospher's Stone." Ron said as he took a gulp of beer.

Hermione shook her head and opened a picture of The Undertaker and another of Harry "Not seeing it yet?" Ron hung his head but Hermione was already moving on to the next bit of hardware.

This piece of hardware de-aged and aged photo's when Hermione ran the photo's and Ron's eyes widened "Blessed Merlin's balls the Undertaker IS Harry! What's next?"

Hermione grinned "We contact the order and see if he'll come back to help us."

The Order of the Pheonix piled in Grimmauld Place, it had been a while since a full meeting had been required. It surprised Albus Dumbledore just how many people were sympathetic or loyal to his idea of a bastion of light to combat the forces of darkness.

"My friends, colleagues both old a new it is good to see you all again...It was in dire times when we dissembled to fight against Tom, However thanks to Mrs. Weasley..."

"Albus, I didn't do anything." Protested Molly blushing profusely.

"I believe the Headmaster meant me. I married into your family." Hermione replied grinning slightly at the misconfusion.

"Anyway thank you Professor Dumbledore...Put it simply using muggle technology I have managed to find Harry Potter."

Silence rocked the room "How positive are you? I mean if you recall the Polyjuice accident back when you were thirteen forgive me for not being overly keen." Sneered Snape.

The Spy's cover had long been blown and he only just about managed to escape with his life. The reason for his cover to be blown for all of his considerable occulmency shields caught him off guar when it came to Horcruxes.

Hermione apparated away and landed back in her and Ron's flat with a soft crack before summoning a pen and several wads of paper and the words began to flow. It took her fifteen minutes to write and soon enough four sheets of paper covered in her neat handscript had been attached to an exceptionally elderly Pigwidgeon's leg and sent out into the night sky.

James was in the garden helping Harry tend to the flowers when he noticed it "Dad! Incoming!"

Harry looked up and a ghost of a smile crossed his face "Thanks James..." James watched as his father held his hand out and the smallest owl, he had ever seen landed on his fathers hand.

Harry plucked the envelope off the owls leg and opened it.

Dear Harry...

The letter went on and on. Over six double sided pieces of A4 paper. He finished reading the paper and he grinned "Only, you Hermione. Only you could write something like this." He headed back into the house and grabbed some sheets of paper.

As he wrote back a letter of his own as Charlotte popped her head over his shoulder "Hermione write?"

"Yup, first time I've actually regretted loosing contact with them...My friends I mean." Harry put the pen down and pulled Charlotte close to him "I gained new ones...A brilliant wife and two awesome kids of my own in return. You can't make omelettes without breaking a few eggs."

Charlotte shuddered "Have I ever told you that you perform the creepiest superhero villain voice tones...What's the plan in regards to your friends?"

"BBQ love?" Harry asked curiously.

"Yup with ribs...Lots of ribs?"

"Well done with my special glaize."

Charlotte nodded excitedly.

Harry attached the letter enclosing a postal address so they didn't have to torture the Owl anymore.

Now all they had to do was wait.