Summer of Independence

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Chapter 14: Charity Match at Camp

Harry woke up excited about his last full day of camp. The whole morning was dedicated to become a pro seeker with pointers as well as lectures and then concluding with a mock pro tryout. Then after lunch was the charity game and he had his referee testing after that. It promised to be another exhausting but amazing day at The Farm.

The lecture on the responsibilities of a professional seeker to their team was interesting. The seeker from the American national team was the speaker and she covered the differences between being a school seeker and a professional. They had an hour after the lecture with 8 different pro seekers giving them pointers on how to quickly improve before the tryout. The mock tryout as they called it was amusing to Harry. The first thing the scout for The Farm said was that most seekers' tryouts were for show and that the scout was really interested in how they played in a game setting. He said the best way to guarantee a spot on a pro team was to play against a pro player and clobber them, proving yourself as the superior seeker. Everyone looked at Harry enviously at that point.

The amusing part to him was that everyone thought this was a mock tryout when he saw scouts from every major team in the stands. He knew that many had been invited to the charity match since they were likely to show for the mock tryout anyway. Victor had said that he received his offer to play less than a week after getting back from camp and without ever attending a real tryout. He had a good time at the tryout anyway since he was able to show off all his best moves and make the rest of the student campers look like first years.

He ate a very quick lunch and said bye to the rest saying he had promised David he would help set up for the charity match. He headed into the Staff team's locker room and grinned at everyone assembled. David tossed him a white uniform with black lettering and The Farm logo on the front. It had his name and number 7 on the back, indicating he was the starting seeker. David was already wearing his matching uniform with his number at 17 as the back-up seeker. The pants for the uniform were thankfully black, as was the shirt that went under the white robes. He smiled as he put on all his equipment and he and his team chatted on their strategy.

"OK everyone listen up," Oliver said and Harry groaned along with the rest of them as they sat down to listen to a legendary Oliver Wood pre-game pep talk. "We are going up against the top professionals in the world. In everyone in the stands opinion they have the superior team, but we all know that is codswallop. We will go out there today and prove once and for all that any staff member from The Farm could take their spot. Ree, John, Harris you are going up against the chasers from Ireland. Everyone thinks they are an unbeatable scoring machine. Between you and I we are going to make them eat their words. Colby, the American keeper is good but I know you've all seen him and know his weaknesses. I expect you to outscore the Irish. Max, Leo you're up against the fearsome Canadian duo. You know they are twins and can basically read each other's mind so be on top form and try and protect Harry. Harry, you've never competed against a full team of pros before so be wary of the bludgers as they hit a lot harder than what you are used to. Your only mission is to keep Krum away from the snitch. I know you beat him yesterday so that means he is going to try twice as hard today to get back on top. We will win today, we will make money for Ash and we will earn the respect that once belonged to all Farm staff." Oliver finished and they all cheered and Harry grinned at the felling of having Ollie prep him for another game.

Harry stood next to Oliver waiting to be announced as the two reserve teams were introduced to the very loud and excited crowd. Up in the stands his friends were looking everywhere for him and couldn't believe he was going to miss the beginning of the match! As the visiting team the Professionals were wearing all black with white lettering so as to be easily distinguishable from the Staff. Harry realized the house elves must have been working long into the night to get 28 full uniforms ready for them to use the next day. The crowd went wild when they saw that not only were they going to be watching professional's play they were the best of the best. Each of the visiting team were the current leaders of their field or the best of each position and all were on not only a club team but a national team as well.

Harry took a deep breath as the announcer began the introductions of his team. "Now here is our very own Farm Superstar Team. At chaser we have our three Chaser Trainers, Ree Woo, Ethan Harris and John Delancy. At beater are our two beater trainers Max Ames and Leo Berglund. Acting as team captain and keeper is one of our keeper trainers Oliver Wood. Finally as seeker we have our esteemed owner Harry Potter." They all flew out and waved to the crowd who had been momentarily stunned to first learn that Harry was the seeker and second to realize that he was the owner. Many of the younger women immediately began planning how to attract his attention as he was obviously rich.

Harry's friends were shocked to see him fly out as the Farm team seeker but immediately began cheering for him. Fred handed out their last 10 pairs of Omnioculars to people sitting near them to use during the game. Each of the friends already had a pair and they had bribed 10 house elves to record the game as well. "27 recordings are so not going to be enough," he said with a sigh to his twin who agreed.

"Especially since we're only going to be able to sell like 20 of them," George said with a sad sigh. "Ah well, buck up we get to see Harry in his debut as a professional level seeker. He's playing against the best the professional teams have to offer, if he squeaks out another victory here he will be legend!"

"I think you two twits forget that he already is a legend," Angelina said with a laugh. "The question is will he still want to play for Gryffindor or will he accept a professional offer?"

"He'll still play for Gryffindor," Neville told them confidently. "I'm sure the pro teams will be begging him to play but he won't until the war is over. He's safe to play here since it is unplotable but he'd be a prime Death Eater target if he was out on a pitch with a scheduled public game. He wouldn't want to endanger anyone like that. Hogwarts is safe as well with all the wards."

"That means that these recordings are worth even more money," Fred moaned and wished they had bought more than 80 from their supplier. "If this is his only pro level appearance for the next few years there will be teams begging for copies…"

"Shut up Fred," Alicia said with a smack to his head. "The game is about to start."

The game was amazing. Each team was so talented that to an untrained eye they looked like little less than blurs zooming around the pitch. Oliver was having one of the best games of his career, determined to prove his team's worth. He had already blocked 4 goals from the once thought of as unstoppable Irish trio. 15 minutes into the game The Farm was ahead 40 to 10 with their chasers proving why they were qualified to train the pros. Harry had successfully avoided two bludgers so far and was amazed at the speed which they passed him, immensely glad he had gotten out of the way. He and Victor were circling the pitch looking for the snitch. Harry was determined that even if he didn't catch it he wouldn't let Victor get to it either. They only had an hour to play and he wasn't about to let Victor get the best of him.

Victor turned and quickly began a steep dive. Harry looked to where the Bulgarian was flying and did not see a sign of the snitch and therefore didn't follow. Victor pulled out of his feint when he realized that Harry wasn't biting. Harry waited another 5 minuets before he tried to get Victor. After making sure the snitch was not in sight he turned his head towards the Pro goal posts and made sure to paste a gleeful look on his face before he raced off towards the other side of the pitch, Victor hot on his heals. He zig zagged through the other players and then turned and lazily made his way back to his favorite scouting spot. The crowd went wild when Harry led Victor on his wild snitch chase. The rest if the game continued in this fashion with the two trying to trick the other and leaving the crowd gasping every time at their amazing flying.

The game was almost over, there was less than 5 minutes left to play and the Farm team was in the lead 70 to 30. The crowd was getting restless as no one had seen the snitch yet. Suddenly both Harry and Victor took off at the same time from opposite ends of the pitch. The snitch had been sighted in the very middle of the pitch and neither seeker had an advantage. Harry was focused on the snitch and didn't even notice as he avoided an expertly hit bludger that would have made any other seeker loose his concentration on the snitch. The crowd was on its feet cheering as the two seekers both closed the distance at the same time. Suddenly the snitch lurched into the air and Harry and Victor began a steep climb to catch it. They were circling each other in their pursuit and didn't realize what a magnificent sight they made in their nearly vertical climb.

Both boys had their arms extended, almost within reach of the tiny winged ball. They both put on an extra burst of speed at the last second. Harry reached out and grasped not the ball but one of the fluttering wings. Victor reached out at the same second as Harry and grasped the other wing, neither gaining sole control of the golden ball. Both of them had taken their other hand from their broom to reach for the ball itself and secure a victory… when the whistle blew signifying the end of the match! They looked at each other and both laughed before they nodded at each other and both grabbed the golden ball at the same time before holding it in the air and laughing at the irony of time running out before they could determine who had caught the snitch.

The crowd was stunned silent as they realized that technically neither seeker had caught the snitch but yet they were both holding it now. There were moans of frustration from those who had bet on whom would catch the snitch but overall most thought it was an amazing finish. The two teams shook hands, although the pros seemed less cocky now that they had lost to the Farm team.

"And the final score is 80 to 30 with the Farm Superstars emerging victorious!" The announcer said to thunderous applause from the gathered crowd. "I would also like to say that with the stand full to capacity we were able to raise $1,500 Galleons in just this hour for the 'Save the Snidget' fund! Collectors photos will be available in the gift shop and proceeds will also go to the 'Save the Snidget' fund. With your help we can bring back these fine birds and other creatures that have been thought lost."

"Great flying there Harry," Ree Woo said with a grin as the team congratulated each other in the locker room. "I can't believe the ending with you stalemating Krum like that! I wish I had a replay to watch."

"I'm sure there will be one available soon," Harry said with a laugh. "I know my friends the Weasley twins make 50 replays of my head-to-head against Victor yesterday and had almost 30 extra pair of omnioculars which I'm sure they used for this match."

"Cool, so do you know what they are asking for them yet?" Max asked him.

"No, but I made it part of the deal that I get a pair and so does the Farm's collection or they weren't allowed to sell them. I'll have to talk with them about it. For the ones of Victor and I we decided that anything over 100 galleons would be donated to the Snidget fund and that's what sparked this whole charity match idea so hopefully I can talk them into the same arrangement." Harry said with a shrug. "What would a match like this usually go for?"

"A normal match can sell for between 50 and 100 galleons, depending on the teams and if there were any spectacular moves. A head-to-head like you had with Victor will be a collector's item not just for training purposes and will easily go double that. A match like we just had with only 500 people in attendance is almost priceless. Since we won I'd day the replays will be worth upwards of 500 gallons each." John Delancy commented and the others just agreed with his assessment.

"I didn't realize it was such a lucrative market," Harry said with wide eyes.

"Oh yeah," Ree said with a grin. "I sold my recording of the Irish/Bulgaria world cup match for 300 galleons."

"Come on, the pros' are buying us drinks since they lost," Leo said with a grin as the rest of the team cheered and hurried up and changed. "You coming Harry?"

"Can't," Harry said with a shrug. "I've got referee testing in 5 minutes and then I have field healing and marketing before dinner and then the camp dance. Tell Mike the hangover potion is on me though ok?" He laughed as they all cheered and headed over to the main house.

Harry was glad of his increased memory recall when taking the Referee test. He had been reading his complete rule book every night before bed and had been able to read through it 3 times already. He was glad he had taken the time to do so as the questions were tough. He knew he wouldn't have any problems with the flying aspect of the test but the written portion was brutal. He realized there was a reason that good referee's were hard to come by as you had to get a 90 or better on the exam to pass and then had to be re-tested every 3 years and to maintain your license you had to referee at least one match a year.

The flying part of the exam was a breeze for him and he was easily able to demonstrate the spells needed to release and track the balls. He landed with a smile on his face and sat next to the only other student camper in the class. "So how do you think you did?" Harry asked as he opened a bottle of water to drink.

"I did well I think," the other boy said with a smile. "I've been studying my dad's manual. He's a referee already and I thought it would be cool to be tested while I was here. I'm hoping to either be a referee or an announcer when I graduate."

"I have no idea what I want to do when I graduate," Harry said with a laugh. "But since I own this place I figured that I should have all the Quidditch angles covered and they can always use extra referees."

"You were great in the match today," the other boy told him. "I wish I could fly that well. I'm good enough to be a referee but I just don't have the finesse needed to play anything other than a friendly game."

"I'm glad the game turned out so well. It was amazing playing with the pro players. It makes me wish I could play pro but that's not in the cards for a while." Harry said wistfully as they watched the rest of the referee hopefuls in the air.

"Is it because of that maniac that is after you?" The kid asked curiously.

"Yeah, he'd probably try and attack any scheduled matches and I don't want to put anyone in danger. I take it you're not from Europe?" Harry asked.

"Nah, I'm from California here in the good ole' USA," the boy said with a grin. "I'm Matt by the way," he introduced himself. "I read about you and the Dark Lords in England in my History class."

"What school do you go to?" Harry asked curiously as he had heard of a few different American schools so far.

"I go to Salem in Massachusetts. It's the elite school in the US and you have to test to get in. I'll be going into my 7th year. There are two other main schools, one in New Mexico called Windwalker and one in Oregon called the Institute of Magic. Then there are a bunch of day schools across the country as well."

Both Harry and Matt were awarded their referee licenses but only about half of the others passed the written test and would have to test again in 3 months time or they would have to hand in their rule book.

Harry grinned at the glare he received from the Farm's Healer as he sat down in the Field Healing course. It was once again mostly amateur's as the student players usually had school healers on hand at games. "Good afternoon everyone I am Emily Swanson and I am the healer here at The Farm. I have with me two of our three medi-witches as well, Jean Tanner and Peg Meier they will be helping you with the practical portion of the session. Now there are two main mechanisms of injury with Quidditch and they are injury caused by a bludger and injury caused by falling from a broom. My advise to you from the start is that if someone falls from their broom more than 5 feet in the air that you immediately contact a healer as you will not be able to treat the serious injuries from such a fall. We will focus on treating minor injuries that are usually sustained from a bludger or from another player."

The workshop was very helpful to Harry as his healing OWL had covered more diagnosing and treating illnesses rather than injuries. He learned some triage spells as well as how to properly move an injured player and proper dosages of common medicinal potions that every medi-witch or team's emergency potion kit should contain. He thought that a lot of what she had been presenting he should carry back to the DA to use in case of injuries there or if Death Eaters attacked. He was hoping that maybe even Madame Pomfrey would hold an extracurricular field medic training course for any of those interested or worried about the war.

The Marketing workshop was run by Jason Smith who was the Farm Public Relations manager and who had a Business and Marketing degree from one of the American muggle universities. Jason was a muggle-born who wanted to be able to fit in both world and had a great understanding of business strategy and marketing tips that he had picked up in the muggle world and was planning on translating into his new position at The Farm. He was one of the new hires as the previous PR man had been fired with Quiggly and Harry was very impressed with Garrett's choice.

Harry decided he would have Jason help him with his muggle investment portfolio and see if there was anything he could do to grow it further. He liked the younger man as he was only in his early twenties and seemed to have a good grasp on the intricacies of both the muggle and the magical economies.

Harry was the last one back to the bunk and walked into chaos as the other boys were trying to decide what to wear to the dance that night. Many of them were attempting to make themselves look older so they could hit on the ladies from the amateur camp. Harry just laughed at them and hopped into the shower once Neville emerged. Harry had told Neville what he wore to the last dance so that his friend brought something similar to wear. Neville donned a pair of tan slacks; his brown t-shirt Harry had gotten him that says 'I love Plants' and a burnt orange button down shirt over top of that. Harry was wearing an outfit he had bought with Dudley at the mall and was a pair of plaid pants in a black, white, grey and blue pattern with his black Doc Martins and a dark grey t-shirt with Sorcerer Mickey on it from Disney and a funky white button down shirt that he left open so everyone could see Mickey.

"Dude, that is a sweet getup," Dan, one of the other campers said with a whistle when Harry was done dressing. "You need a few finishing touches though…" He said and asked Harry what accessories he had and if he had a choker necklace or any earrings. "Can I spike your hair?" He asked waving a bottle of muggle sculpting gel at him with a grin.

Neville laughed at his friend's plight and dug through the different pieces he had picked up on their vacation to find some accessories for Harry. The American boys were way into accessorizing and the two of them just gave in and decided to join in. Nev had bought a leather necklace at Animal Kingdom with a lion stamped into it that he wore and let one of his bunk mates style his hair. He also found the assortment of jewelry that Harry had bought various places on their trip and pulled out a shark tooth and a very small Mickey head earring that looked to be made of onyx. The other boys grinned and Harry soon had tow new holes in his head, his left ear was pierced with the dangling shark tooth and his nose was pierced with the tiny Mickey.

"Hermione is going to flip out," Harry said to Neville and both shared a scared look for a moment.

"Nah," one of the other guys said. "Just take them out after the dance and heal the holes. If you don't leave it in more than 24 hours you won't even have any scar tissue. Trust me, I do it all the time when we go to the clubs at school and my mom's never suspected a thing. Useful thing magic," he said with a smirk and they all laughed and even convinced Neville to wear a gold hoop in his ear for the night.

Mac, the one who offered to style Harry's hair was cursing within a minutes that his hair wouldn't stay how he styled it. Harry just smirked and asked him what it was supposed to look like. "Spikes dude," he said with a roll of his eye and pulled a rock magazine out of his trunk and showed him a picture of a blonde guy with spiked hair and the tips were blue.

Harry just smiled and headed into the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. It didn't take him long to figure out how to spike his hair and then he experimented with different color spikes and decided he liked silver tips on a few of his spikes as they looked cool with his black hair. "So what do you think?" He asked the guys as he emerged 15 minutes later with perfect hair.

"Perfect dude, you should wear your hair like that more often!" Mac said as they all headed out towards the dining hall for dinner and then the dance.

"'Punk Rock Potter.' I can see the headlines now," Charlie's laughed as he sat down next to him at dinner as he and Neville had been the first of their group show.

"I take it the twins are still primping then?" Harry asked and Charlie nodded. "I don't expect we'll see the girls for a bit either."

"No but I bet they will look great," Charlie said with a waggle of an eyebrow.

"So what's the story with you and Amanda?" Harry asked him with a smirk.

"No story really," Charlie said with a shrug. "I fancied her throughout Hogwarts and we flirted a lot at practices but nothing ever happened between us and then I went off to Romania and have been too busy chasing dragons to worry about women."

"I say you should ask her out," Neville told him firmly. "She's great and even seems to like magical creatures; you're not going to find many girls that don't mind listening to you talk about creatures for long periods of time."

"What does she do for a living anyway?" Harry asked having not bothered to even ask her.

"She's helping her dad at the Magical Menagerie, he's the owner. She wants to get a job at Gringotts though but there are not any openings for humans at the moment." Charlie told him with a shrug.

"What does she want to do for Gringotts?" Neville asked curiously.

"Archeology," Charlie said with a grin. "She loves fossils and… WOW!" He trailed off at the end as the three girls walked in. Charlie was looking at Amanda who was wearing a little black dress with a silver dragon on it. He decided if that was her giving him a hint then he wouldn't let her out of his sight tonight.

"You three look great," Harry said politely as they joined them at the table.

"Thanks Harry, you look dashing in a punked out sort of way," Angelina said with a laugh. "The hair is way cool but the nose ring is a little much for everyday use."

"It's just for tonight," Harry said with a laugh. "I won't risk the wrath of both Hermione and McGonagall if I showed up at school with them!" This earned a laugh from the table as they imagined their transfiguration professor's reaction to a nose ring.

"I like your Mickey stuff Harry did you get it on your trip?" Alicia asked as she told him that she had been there the summer after her 2nd year with some of her American cousins.

Dinner was halfway over before the twins arrived in their very loud outfits. They looked like some sort of dragon hide disco rejects. Fred had orange either leather or dragon hide pants with a green and orange polka dot shirt and a lime green jacket made out of the same material as his pants. George was wearing pants and a jacket in the same material except his pants were an aqua blue and his jacket was a bright yellow. George had a striped shirt in the two colors and they both looked like abstract art with their bright red hair on top of everything.

"You guys could blind someone in that get up," Charlie said shielding his eyes from his eccentric brothers.

"Yeah it's a toss up on who's the worst dresser between you two and Dumbledore," Harry said and they all laughed.

The dance began after dinner and Harry was trying not to feel too nervous as three older women approached him and wanted to dance. He had had a great time last camp with Anna and all the other girls but he was nervous he would look like an idiot with the older girls. He decided that he wouldn't get a chance to dance with three beautiful women in their early twenties again and let them lead him to the dance floor with a silly smile on his face. The next three hours were a blur of dancing to Harry as he was passed from person to person to dance with. He watched as Neville danced with a few of the other campers and how Fred and George had attracted quite a crowd with their dance style. Charlie had latched onto Amanda and Harry was fairly sure she was the only female in the room he had not danced with.

"I think I may just have a new patronus memory," Harry said with a sappy grin and he slid boneless onto his cot.

"Just how many of those ladies did you dance with?" One of the other guys asked him in awe at his bunk mate's skills.

"About all of them," Harry said still smiling. "I don't care if they just like me for my fame or money…that was one fun night. I may just have to start going to dance clubs if that's the reception I can expect." They all laughed at him and fell asleep quickly as they were so worn out.

"Can you believe it's over already?" Harry asked Neville as checked that their trunks were packed before breakfast.

"The week went by super fast. Are we heading to the gift shop after breakfast?" Neville asked and Harry nodded so they could spend their camp points.

"I don't even have to give my 50 points to Amanda since they won their section champ and are on the all star team." Harry said with a smile. "Can you believe they chose their entire team as the Yellow section all-stars? I say this just proves that Gryffindors rule!"

Mike stood up after breakfast was over to announce the different awards. As before they did the silly awards where the camper got 10 points and a printed certificate. The twins tied for Funniest and Strangest wardrobe and then his friends all howled with laugher as Harry won the award for Craziest for the second time in a row! They then went into the individual position awards for the amateurs. Each position had 2 awards again except they were for Best Returning and Best Active. The returning players were those who had not played on an organized team for 4 or more years and the active players were those who had played on an organized team within the last 4 years. Charlie won Best Returning seeker and Amanda won Best Returning Chaser and Angelina won Best Active Chaser.

The awards for the student camps were different from before as they were all seekers or announcers and it didn't seem fair to just award 2 people. There were 5 different awards for seekers: Best Overall Seeker, Most Improved Seeker, Best Flying, Best Catching and Best Tactics. Harry won the Best Overall Seeker. There were 5 different awards for the announcers as well: Best Overall Announcer, Best Newcomer, Best Game Follower, Best Extra Information and Most Energetic. Neville won the Best Newcomer award and Harry was glad for his friend and proud of his accomplishment. Each person who got a big award received 20 extra camp points.

The last award was the announcement of the winning amateur team for Camp Champions. As it turned out the Former Gryffindor team with all his friends on it were the Camp Champs. He congratulated Charlie, Fred, George, Angie, Alicia and Amanda for such a great accomplishment. They each got 30 points for being Camp Champ, plus they still got 10 points for each victory the day before.

All told Harry now had 272 points to spend in the Gift Shop which is the equivalent of $16 galleons! He had the most points with Charlie coming in second earning 195 points followed by the twins earning 160 points each. Angelina and Amanda each earned 150 points, Alicia earned 140 and Neville earned 90 points. Other than Harry, each of them had already spent 51 points to get into the charity game.

Since all of his friends knew he was the owner and therefore loaded Harry didn't hold back much in the gift shop and bought most of the stuff he wanted. He bought three posters that had a large photo of both Charity match teams, it was the same size as his camp poster and had copies of all the players signatures by their photos, even his own. The posters were $3 Galleons each with half of the money going to the 'Save the Snidget' fund. He also got a photo of his Farm Superstars team for $1 galleon and 2 cute stuffed snidget toys for $2 galleons each, all with half the money going to the charity. He thought Hermione and Luna would each like one of the stuffed snidgets; he noticed that Charlie had gotten one as well as all three girls. Harry also got a bunch of individual photos for his album: There was a group shot of him and his friends, him and Neville, he and the twins, Punk Rock Potter, three of him doing different trick flying moves, five different photos of different snitch catches throughout the week, him and Victor flying, Victor with him after the snitch catch, one of the two of them holding the snitch at the charity match, him dueling Alex, his being named dueling champ, his two awards for his brooms and three of him dancing with different girls. Each of the individual photos was $5 sickles each for a total of $6 galleons 8 sickles. Since he had already spent more money than he had points to spend he didn't get anything else. He had been eying a model Quidditch pitch like Oliver had when they were in school so he could arrange players and develop new strategies but it was $12 galleons and he wasn't even sure if he needed it.

Neville spent his points on buying photos and then since Harry had paid for his camp dues he had money to buy souvenirs as well. He got a photo album like Harry had but in Burgundy as well as a black Farm sweatshirt. He also bought three different books on the different rules, game history and an illustrated guide to the different moves so he could be more prepared for announcing. He knew Harry had bought a Wood action figure from Professor McGonagall and bought her two photos, the one of their group of friends and the one of Harry beating Victor. He also bought 10 different 'Save the Snidget' badges to hand out at school for $5 sickles each to help the charity. He had to hold back a wince as he paid out $14 galleons of his own money for the lot. It was the most he had spent in a while but realized that it would have cost him $70 galleons to go to camp that Harry paid for.

The group of friends promised to meet up at lunch to say their goodbyes before they went to their bunk to finish packing and go to the pro meet and greet. Harry laughed as he and Neville arrived at the area with the tables for the pro's set up to find that they had set up a spot for him between Victor and Oliver. "You're signing autographs?" Neville asked in shock knowing how much his friend hated his fame.

"Yeah, my bunk mates from last camp begged me and then somehow the word got out to the other campers and suddenly over 2/3 the camp was waiting in line for a Harry Potter exclusive!" Harry said with a laugh. "I know it bugs me normally but I figure that most people have treated me normally and been nice during camp so I don't mind signing something." He pulled his color change markers out of his pocket and winked at Neville as he took his seat. Harry thought the autographs were not as bad this time and wondered if it was because he was able to joke with Victor and Oliver during it.

The twins promised to keep Harry informed of any new developments with their younger siblings or their mum. Charlie said that he and Bill would support any decision that Harry made in regards to their mother's stealing. "Don't worry about little Ronniekins at school. You've got Neville and Hermione behind you and I'm sure everyone else will be on your side one you tell them that Dumbles was paying Ronnie and dearest Gin Gin to spy on you." Fred told him before the twins took their portkey back to the Burrow.

"Thanks for everything this week Harry," Neville said with a grin when they arrived back in his living room. "I never believed before I could do something like this and now I realize that I really like it. I'm glad that we have both figured out more of who we really are this summer. No one is going to know what hit them when we get back to school!"

"I can't wait for the show. I'll owl you when Hermione and I plan on going to Diagon Alley." Harry said and waved before apparating back to Privet Drive.