Chapter 14

The sun had set a while ago yet the Canadian Quidditch team and flyers were all together looking at the sleeping figure of Michiru Potter had only five hours latter, had her arm broken by a bone braking hex. Even with her broken arm she was able to bit everybody and take home the Sapphire medal. Still everybody was worried. Sirius Black her godfather was sitting at her right holding her hand looking at her with fear in his eyes. Fear nobody knew why was in his eyes; after all it was only a broken arm nothing big not like dying or something of the sort.

People started to leave stating they had to get some sleep for other performances tomorrow but only a haft an hour latter Michiru started to wake up.

Opening her eyes she groaned softly expecting to find herself in the hospital wing. Finally her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room and she gasped when she saw Sirius and the Quidditch team there with the coach. Looking down at her arm she moved a finger and grinned as no pain filled her senses. Sitting up softly with the help from her godfather she looked at her arm in wonder.

"The healer healed in with a spell or two." whispered Sirius in a soft voice. Looking at him she saw the fear in his eyes. Fear that he may have lost her. Wrapping her arms around him she smiled as he hugged her back.

"I thought I lost you when you blacked out." He whispered.

"You couldn't have lost me that easily Sirius." She whispered back.

Letting go of each other Michiru smiled at her team.

"So you guys ready for the match tomorrow?" she asked making them all laugh.

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Ron Weasley ate his breakfast with everybody else yet he seemed to be the only one to notice when the owl appeared. Taking the prophet from him he started to read the front page.

Speed racer injured by sore looser

By

Christina Eldore

Yesterday during the first speed racing competition of the Olympics, the replacement for Taylor Morella was injured in the medal race. How was she injured, simple another Japanese girl found it prudent to send a bone breaking hex to her left arm. Still with the now broken arm, she continued to race. She first past the Korean then the American, then our own speed racer and at last the Japanese racer. With a broken arm, Michiru Potter finished first wining the Sapphire medal for Canada. This young girl of fifteen overcame her injury and beat the four best flyers in the world such an amassing show of talent. On top of all that, today Miss Potter is supposed to play her original position in the Olympics as the Canadian Quidditch Seeker, against the Bulgarians and their own Seeker, Victor Krum. I just know that that match will be one to see.

A picture of Michiru Potter was beside the article, dressed in the Canadian flying outfit. In his opinion it wasn't much of an outfit but still she pulled it of quite nicely. He then gasped when he recognized her from the girl he bumped into in Diagon Alley. The girl that looked a great deal to Harry Potter and who had the same last name as him. This was just getting weirder and weirder.

"Anything interesting Ron dear?" asked his mother.

"Yaw that replacement Canadian flyer was injured during the medal rounds by the Japanese racer." He told her.

"Oh that poor dear I hope she still gets Ruby." Molly Weasley said.

"She gets better mom, she kept going and past everybody she finished in first place." He said.

"Holly shit!" shouted Charlie grabbing for the paper. Reading through the article he finally came to the picture.

"They don't wear much do they." He said raising an eye brow at her outfit.

"She should really put a top over that." chided his mother frowning.

"Her last names Potter, isn't she the girl you knocked over in Diagon Ron?" asked Bill looking at her name and then at the picture.

"Yes that's her." he answered blushing.

"Wonder if she has any relations to the Potter family or if she's a muggle born." Bill wondered out loud.

"The Potters were an English Family and an old Pureblood one at that." said Molly Weasley.

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Hermione Granger sat in her kitchen eating her breakfast as her parents read there news paper suddenly through a window flew an owl. Smiling brightly she took the news paper from it and started to read. When she finished reading the main page she was very shocked. Who was this Michiru Potter and why did she look so mush like Harry.

"What's wrong Hermione?" Her mother asked looking at her worried.

"Its this girl in the papers, her name is Michiru Potter and she looks a lot like Harry Potter my old friend you know the one that was taken in my third year.

"Oh my do you think they are related somehow?" she asked her.

"No Harry was an only child and his only relatives were the Dusleys." She told her still frowning. "Plus this girl's from Canada." She finished.

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Remus Lupin sat in the great hall of Hogwarts with the only other members of staff who stayed during the summer. Suddenly owls flew in with the prophet. Taking his he started to read the first page. Suddenly everybody who was reading the first page of the prophet spit all there coffee out in shock just as the Headmaster arrived.

"What has all of you so worked up?" he asked them eyes looking at all the coffee on the ground.

"Albus listen to this!" shouted Minerva McGonagall.

"Yesterday during the first speed racing competition of the Olympics, the replacement for Taylor Morella was injured in the medal race. How was she injured, simple another Japanese girl found it prudent to send a bone breaking hex to her left arm. Still with the now broken arm, she continued to race. She first past the Korean then the American, then our own speed racer and at last the Japanese racer. With a broken arm, Michiru Potter finished first wining the Sapphire medal for Canada. This young girl of fifteen overcame her injury and beat the four best flyers in the world such an amassing show of talent. On top of all that, today Miss Potter is supposed to play her original position in the Olympics as the Canadian Quidditch Seeker, against the Bulgarians and their own Seeker, Victor Krum. I just know that that match will be one to see." She read to him making the old Headmaster gasp in shock.

"The girl in the picture looks remarkably like young mister Potter." Filius Flitwick said but all Remus could think about was that he had seen this girl in Diagon alley, the same girl that when she saw him jumped in shock and ran of. Could it be, could this Michiru Potter be Harry Potter? If she was how could it be and why wouldn't she play in the Olympics for Canada and not England after all she was British. Looking at the picture himself he frowned at the outfit she was wearing the Canadians were far to open with there body in his opinion. I mean like come on the top was a bikini top and a string one at that.

"Has the idiocy of a Gryffindor." sneered Severus Snape making him look up and glare at the man.

"With a broken arm she finished the race that's what I call lack of common sense." He sneered.

"I find it quite brave of her Severus that she had so mush courage as the finish the race for her fellow racers and finish in first winning a sapphire medal Severus." Said Minerva McGonagall glaring at the Slytherin head of house.

"Like I said a lack of common sense." He sneered.

"Now, now children, there is no need to argue amongst yourselves." Professor Flitwick said making Remus chuckle in amusement.

"Albus this girl couldn't possibly be Potter, first she has much more talent then him and Potter was a boy." Snape said.

"Yes but Severus there are some Potions that can change the gender." Protested Pomona Sprout.

"Potter change his gender willingly you are crazy, the boy had too much of an ego to change genders." He sneered rolling his eyes. "Now if you excuse me I need to go check on my potions." he said getting to his feat and walked away from the staff table.

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The first quidditch match of the Olympics arrived bright and cheerful for all participants even Michiru Potter as her arm had healed perfectly and she was able to use it like always. She was greatfull to because she didn't want to let her team down. Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves Michiru Potter checked herself over. She was wearing her quidditch robs, the colors of Canada, white and red. The robe was mostly white with a red maple leaf in the center of the back under her last name and her pants were black to go well with everything. Her hair was pulled up again in a high peony tail and she wore her black sun glasses along with her black gloves. She was ready for her Quidditch match. She knew she was but still it was nerve raking like it had been during the speed racing.

"Well little Seeker it's our first match but I know that we'll do just great." Audrey said behind her. She turned and smiled at her Captain who was always bright with cheerfulness and never worried for a single match. Even today when it was the Olympics he smiled and just laughed things of. She really wondered if he was sane or if just lost a few screws in his head from playing to much Quidditch. Suddenly the bell rang and she jumped a foot in the air making him laugh. Glaring at him she grabbed her broom and matched out almost cursing who ever thought putting stiletto heel boots on a Quidditch uniform would be ok. Arriving at the field they all lined up and what'd to be announced.

"Ladies and gentlemen the Canadian Quidditch team!" shouted the announcer making the excitement in them grow even more.