Chapter Twelve: I Feel the Need, the Need for Speed
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or its affiliated characters, places, or things. Those are owned by JK Rowling and affiliated companies. This plot is mine, however, and sadly for me, I can't/won't make money off this. Such is life.
A/N: The Light Blinds all, the Darkness Embraces with open arms, and it gives us cookies.
Riddle Residence
Little Hangleton, England
21st of August 2014 5:30 AM
Voldemort sat there wondering about what had unfolded this month. The two big things he was hoping to use against Potter at the end of the Triwizard Tournament. The fact that Potter was a girl meant he was wanted to have 'fun' with her before he killed her. He also wanted to lord over her before she died that her mother was still alive. Two of these things were now taken away from him. Potter's gender had reverted to normal at some point on the fifth of August. How this happened, he didn't know, and he doubted Dumbledore made a mistake in changing the girl's gender. The fact that she thought she was a boy, and so too did the entire wizarding world made him laugh. The only thing that saved him is that from the old man's magic was that he was a spector when he cast the spell. The last thing that was taken from his when Lily Potter's memory was restored, and she returned to a part of her daughter's life.
"Is something bothering you, my Lord?" Peter asked in a soft voice in front of him.
"No Pettigrew, I am finding it entertaining that Dumbledore's attempt at controlling the Prophecy has backfired. I doubt that it has anything to do with 'the boy'. Had he not blocked that part of the Prophecy, then he would be scrambling around to control things. Then again, maybe he did it to protect the brat from her relatives. He is that 'noble' at least." Voldemort smiled at this point. "I am also thinking about what I will do to her when we capture her. The fact that he tried to protect her will be rendered useless when we kidnap the little bint. How close are you at being able at rescuing Crouch?"
Peter nodded his head. "I am very close to my Lord. As soon as I get the potion finished to render the house-elf unconscious, I will rescue Barty from his foolish father."
Voldemort nodded his head. "Good, good now all we have to do is make sure that the Potter women don't know what we are going to do. Once Crouch is here the two of you need to work on kidnapping Mad-Eye Moody. Once all of this is done keep in mind that Crouch cannot harm Potter."
Peter nodded his head. "Yes, my Lord." The weakling bowed to him and walked out of the room. Voldemort smiled as the door closed. This was going to be easy to pull off. With Dumbledore's attention focused on that Arcanist girl Voldemort reasoned he wouldn't notice that Moody was a fake.
-LVaD-
Granger Residence
8:30 AM
Raizel woke to the smell of bacon cooking in the kitchen. She looked over at the clock next to the bed. She felt so out of place right now. Usually, she was up earlier than this, and doing some of the cooking or getting ready for work. This liberty she was currently experiencing felt strange. Sure, she liked it, but it still felt weird. Naturally, she and the other 'daughters' were having to make his breakfast. One of them would be making the 'sacrifice' to protect the others in the morning. Raziel would be threatened to be beaten if she did poorly.
Raizel shook her head of these thoughts and got out of bed. She went and checked to see if the bathroom was occupied. Finding it, empty Raizel took care of her morning needs. Once this was done, she went into the guest room and changed into a clean pair of jeans, a shirt, and walked down to the kitchen. She found Janet cooking the food while Black Canary sat there with a smile on her face.
"I'm telling you, Janet, those girls can do almost anything if they put their minds to it," Canary said with a slight laugh to it.
"That's what I'm afraid of. The next thing I know, Hermione, Kara, and Violet will be overthrowing the Ministry of Magic because of some corrupt or evil Minister of Magic." Janet said as she flipped a pancake. She looked to the right and smiled at Raizel. "Good morning Raizel. I hope you don't mind pancakes."
Raizel smiled and shook her head. "No, I love them," Raizel said as she walked towards the table. "The older girls would make them for me when they could. How they managed to be so nice after all of this is beyond me."
"A strong backbone and good moral centre." Hamlet, said as he came down the stairs. "The same can be said for you Raizel. To stand up and do what you've done is amazing. You cried out for help, probably praying that it would be heard. Then when you are rescued, you told Supergirl about the other kids instead of saying you were the only victim."
"That sounds like something I just couldn't do." Raizel was blushing at this point.
"That's nothing to be ashamed about lass. That was a good thing to do." Hamlet said as he turned on the telly. He reached out and grabbed the morning paper before he asked: "Why was the telly off?"
"We were all being lazy and wanting to see who would finally do it. Thank you, Hamlet." The smile on Janet's face as she said this was bothersome.
Before Hamlet could say anything, the anchorman's voice filled the air. "All right ladies and gentlemen this are our first look at the Quidditch Stadium that will be hosting the Quidditch World Cup this year." The image on the screen shifted to a stadium big enough to fit a few cathedrals in. It also looked like pure gold made some of the handrails. The chairs in the compartment next to the broadcast stand were terrific. Its chairs seemed to have silk cushions, gold-laced armrests, and what appeared to be hand made solid oak chairs. "As you can see, this place is amazing. Until two days ago, no mundane individual coming near this place would have found it. Now that we can see what they can do. I think we could all do with this kind of care to detail."
The screen shifted to a man sitting in a chair. "So, you think a mundane craftsman could do this?" The man asked with a smile on his face.
"It's not that we lack it, Frank, it's that we can't double or triple the size of an enclosed space." The other man said with a smile. "It is also awesome to see how they do things. To be honest, I am sad that we forced humanities super-power to be forced into hiding. Sports like this one will make life interesting."
Raizel would have kept listening to the newsmen, but the sound of a soft pop coming from the living room grabbed everyone's attention. The two super-heroines looked at one another before standing up. Before anyone could do, or say anything, Violet, Kara, and Hermione walked in from the kitchen. Before anyone, relaxed Black Canary asked: "What is your real name Kara?"
The three teens looked at one another and smiled. Kara answered the question with a slight laugh to voice. "Kara Zor-El, and before you ask no we won't tell you who won the match. Takes the fun out of it."
At that point, Raizel let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. She looked around the room, and it looked like everyone else was doing the same thing. Her gaze was turned once more to the telly. She could see Supergirl and Arcanist walking around with the press showing them the location that was holding the visiting witches and wizards. Raizel was shocked at the number of people that were there. Some of these tents looked odd. The fact that one of them looked like a castle amazed her. The fact that a peacock was standing out infront of it like a guard made her giggle.
"What's so funny, Raizel?" Canary asked with a smile.
"Those idiots have peacock chained out like a guard dog," Raizel said with a smile. "Are they fools, or did they enchant the peacock?"
"Neither," Violet said, looking a little by something. Raizel hoped it wasn't her. "Those idiots are just flaunting their wealth to make others feel 'less' than them. I've been having issues with their son for years. The prick now that I am a girl will be insulting my looks."
"Wow." Black Canary said with a stunned look on her face. "So, they are basically medieval nobles?"
"Plus, one once of Nazi. They hate someone like Hermione, Kara, and yourself who is muggle-born. The male in the tent was part of a terrorist organization that was trying to overthrow the Ministry of Magic. They failed, but they definitely succeeded on the terror part. People are still scared of saying the leader of the organization's made up name. Just so you know it is Voldemort, and for all that is Holy don't give in to the fear. He is only human, and will be beaten when he shows back up." Violet sounded more than a little angry about this.
"How big is this organization?" Zatanna asked sounding more than a little pissed off.
"It isn't that big right now. It has maybe twelve people, but I can see it getting bigger when the idiot returns." Violet said calmly.
The sound of the fireplace coming to life grabbed everyone's attention. Before Zatanna and Black Canary could do anything, a voice came through the house. "Hermione, are you here?"
"It's Mr Weasley," Hermione said before Black Canary could do anything. "It's part of our cover story for Violet and Kara." Hermione stood up and walked into the other room.
Raizel looked between Mr and Mrs Granger and Violet. "Who is Mr Weasley?"
Violet chuckled at this point. "He is the father of a friend of ours. Actually, the father of seven friends of ours. Although I don't know how long Percy is going to stay a friend of Hermione's. He is slowly turning into a pest."
"Percy seemed a well-behaved young man," Janet said with a smiley face.
"If by well-behaved you mean arrogant and haughty, then you got it. I've never met someone else like Percy in my life. He was so deeply on upholding the 'law' that he made Hermione look tame."
"Oi, I am not as bad as I used to be," Hermione said as she re-entered the room. "Honestly, Dad, I cannot believe you just said that."
"What the truth hurts. No offence Arthur." Hamlet said with a smile.
Mr Weasley said with a smile on his face. "None taken Hamlet. I can assure you that calling out Percy on his prideful nature won't get you in trouble."
"How bad is he in life?" Kara asked.
Mr Weasley looked shocked for a couple of seconds, bad then he started laughing. "I wouldn't say he is 'bad at life' so much as he is dedicated to doing 'what is right' for the Ministry of Magic. Given that the muggle government has been getting involved with us more these days that has gotten worse."
"Worse, how?" Hermione asked.
"Well, they just found out about the Wand Lore Restriction law. I had no idea that such laws were illegal in the muggle world. It is causing a little bit of mayhem that certain laws are being removed. My family has never been for Blood Supremacy. Those families that are are fighting to keep some of those laws. It won't work, most of the Wizengmot are using Arcanist as a reason to not keep the laws." Arthur looked over at Violet. "You have some politically powerful enemies."
Violet laughed. "So, does Superman, but that doesn't stop him. I will NOT let people like Lucy-boy stop me."
Raizel looked between Mr Weasley and Violet. 'Lucy, boy? Sounds funny, but how badly do they hate this guy?' "Excuse me Mr Weasley, Violet, but who is Lucy boy?"
Mr Weasley shook his head. Violet was laughing as she answered. "His name is Lucius Malfoy. He is just a rich stuck up snob. I know myself, Bruce, and my Mum is rich; but we are not stuck up pricks."
"VIOLET POTTER," Janet said sternly.
"Someone is busted," Zatanna said with a smile.
"I am not in trouble," Violet said with her eyes closed while looking at the ceiling. "I am just slightly out of bounds."
Hermione squinted her gaze at Violet. "How does a quidditch player knows what that means?"
"Been watching old American Football games as of late. So, I know what that means." Violet said as she stuck her tongue out at Hermione.
"Do you not like NORMAL Football?" Hamlet asked.
"Oh, I like it, I just like American Football more. It reminds me of the thrill of Quidditch." Kara wrapped her arms around her waist. "That and if I wanted to go through a marriage with this one." Violet pointed at Kara. "I had to love it."
"Oi, prat," Kara said as she swatted Violet on her backside. "All of that aside would you mind going back and picking up our stuff." Kara was watching TV. On the screen, at that moment, Supergirl and Arcanist took off to handle something. "Now."
"Fine, fine." Violet shifted back into Arcanist outfit. "Anything else you want?"
"Some of Dad's BBQ would be nice," Kara said with a smile.
"I will see what I can do." Arcanist said as she kissed Kara lightly on the lips. Once they parted Arcanist opened a portal and walked through it.
When the portal closed, Raziel turned her gaze back to the others in the room. Mr Weasley looked shocked at what had just happened. "Holy shite, I thought Molly was pulling my leg on that one."
Everyone but Janet was laughing. It was Kara that responded to the unasked question. "No, we are totally super-heroines. We just didn't want Ron and Percy finding out about it."
Mr Weasley nodded his head. "Ron I can understand, but why can't Percy know?"
Kara looked a little sad. "From what Violet has told me about Percy, I just cannot trust him. I'm not human. I am Kryptonian, and until Wandlore Restriction goes away, I cannot be using it."
"His loyalty to the Ministry is a bit of a problem." Mr Weasley said. "I keep telling the boy he is overdoing things. Since you and Superman are around the restriction on wandlore makes no sense."
Kara nodded her head. "I agree. I think any child that Violet, Hermione, and I have will be Kryptonian in powers in addition to a witch or a wizard."
Mr Weasley laughed. "By the time the three of you have kids I don't think a lot of these laws will be on the books."
"Good." Kara and Hermione said as one.
A portal opened again, and Arcanist walked through it, carrying a plate of food. An elderly woman was standing on the other side of the portal with a smile on her face. The woman said with a chuckle to her voice. "You need to keep Kara under control; she could eat you out of a house."
"OI, that is not funny Mom," Kara said with a smile.
"I love you too, dear. Now you three stay safe." Kara's Mom said as the portal closed.
Arcanist walked up to Kara and handed her the plate of food as she shifted out of her outfit. "There is enough for the three of us to eat. Just remember what we told you about the Floo network."
Kara's face took on a sour look to it. "Maybe Hermione should carry this."
Hermione walked up and grabbed the plate. "One and done." Hermione then turned and looked at Mr Weasley. "I think we are ready to go now, Mr Weasley."
"Okay I'll carry Hermione's trunk, and I am assuming you are carrying yours and Kara's?" Mr Weasley asked.
With that, all of them walked into the living room. Wanting to see how the older girls were going to leave here by the fire, Raizel followed them. She wasn't alone, Hamlet and Janet followed her. In the fireplace was a light green flame burning in the fireplace. Mr Weasley stepped aside and gestured for Hermione, Kara, or Violet to go through the Network first.
Violet held up her hand. "I'll be the sacrificial lamb." She walked up to the fire with a smile on her face. Violet reached into a pouch that Mr Weasley had in his hand and turned around to face the crowd while standing in the flame. She through this green powder down into the flame as she said: "The Burrow." Violet vanished in a flash of green flames.
"Wow, that was cool," Hamlet said with a smile. "Does that hurt?"
"No, not at all. You just start moving though all the fireplaces connected to the Floo Network. That gives you this spinning sensation, but you are not actually spinning. As you start slowing down, you should stick out your foot, so you walk out of the Network."
"Thanks for the heads up," Kara said with a smile.
Hermione was the next to go through the Network. Kara was the last one to go through the Network. Mr Weasley apparated away after he shut off the system. With all of that done the rest of them returned to the kitchen. Mrs Granger went back to making breakfast, and everyone else watching the news. The news had gone from something happy to something more dire. The title on the screen was: 'VERNON DURSLEY BREAKS OUT OF PRISON TRANSPORTATION.'
"Oh, my," Janet said, looking more than a little worried.
-LVaD-
15 Minutes Later
The Burrow Ginny's Room
Violet was pacing around the room, furious about what happened. The work that had pulled them away from the Quidditch World Cup for an hour. She could not believe that the fat bastard had some actually helping him break out of jail. The fact that a bulletproof car had helped break him out of the vehicle. That they were able to go through Little Whinging. The police had called her to see if she could find a magical trail of the car that just vanished after it left. While there was a magical trail, it faded about five miles outside of Whinging's city limits. Kara couldn't even hear someone talking about Vernon. The bastard was well and truly a free man. Those girls had to terrified right now.
"Calm down, Violet. There is nothing we can do about it right now." Hermione said soothingly. "Once your Mum gets a house, or we get into Grimmauld Place, we cannot build a base."
"I know, I know," Violet said sternly. "The thing is I am more worried about those girls that were rescued than the man's damn location right now."
"If you are worried about that, then build those alert watches you make, and give them one," Kara said with a sad look on her face. As it stands the worst thing, he can do run someone over."
"Unless he goes to an unknown member of that paedophile ring. There is still that magic user that we have not found. His/her magic is so old I don't think Hogwarts trained." Hermione said with a sad tone to her voice.
"That's what I am thinking Hermione, and it scares me. The idea of an ancient Wizard or Witch just living off the abuse of children just sickens me. It almost undermines all the work we are trying to do." Violet said with a frown on her face. "I almost want to turn to Morgan to see what she knows about this shite."
"Language," Hermione said.
"Don't worry about Violet. I'll turn to Swamp Thing and see if he is willing to help us. I mean Doctor Fate would be a good help, but we shouldn't rely on him for EVERYTHING." Kara said softly.
"There are only so many things we can do right now. We need to go mingle with the family before Ron and Percy start asking questions."
The other girls nodded their heads, and the three of them stood up and walked out of Ginny's room. They walked around the corner into the living room. Ron was caught making his way towards Ginny's room. The look on his face made Violet shake her head. "What is it, Ron?"
"Noting I was worried about you girls," Ron said with a smile. "That food you showed up with looked great, but I am unfamiliar with it."
Kara just laughed. "That would be Bar-B-Que, Ron. Smells great, but taste even better. I am going to be demanding that this one," she through her arm around Violet, "…learns how to do it."
"She shouldn't be the main cook now that she doesn't live with her vile aunt and uncle," Ron said defensively.
"Whoa Ron, she is not enslaving me. It is just that she doesn't know HOW TO COOK like I do. Hell, I'm going to leaning somethings from Mr and Mrs Kent to make her happy. Hell, I think my Mum can put me to shame."
"Violet that is unneeded though," Ron said. "If you are soulbound, shouldn't you both share those duties?" Ron asked.
Charlie walked out of the kitchen and hit him on the back of the head. "That is called adulting Ron. I'm so happy that you are thinking about the future Violet. So, why don't you guys join everyone else while we wait for breakfast."
"We'd love to," Kara said with a smile.
The five of them walked out back to the two tables set up for dinner once more. There wasn't any food on the table yet. Everyone had gathered around as if it would be there at any moment. Ginny walked to the seat to the far to the left of Bill, and giving Ronald a death glare. 'I guess that is one good thing about not being her girlfriend/boyfriend. Those death glares won't make me wonder.' Violet though with a smile on her face. "Hey, Ginny, what's wrong?"
"Oh, it's nothing. Ron just said for the five-hundredth time that Arcanist was a dark witch. It's almost like he expects You-Know-Who. Maybe even your Aunt and Uncle."
"That's ridiculous. The two of Arcanist and relatives didn't know each other until July. Supergirl has only been here for a couple of years. Arcanist has only been active for two months now at least. So, unless they both have some really twisted sexual desires, I cannot see them working with Vernon and his lot. Petunia was just as twisted, but from what I know of her, she would never be in the front line. She would always want to be in the back row, taking notes on people." Violet said sternly. "Ron, you just need to drop this topic before you paint yourself into a corner you cannot get yourself out of. You're my best friend and all, but I won't support you if you are going to challenge Arcanist. I do KNOW who trained her, but it wouldn't surprise me if they were old and powerful." Violet said all of this so fast that she didn't think Ron could understand it.
"You say that, but the way they act is like they have been doing this for years." Ron protested.
"If you put a hundred work hours into anything, you become a master of it, Ron," Arthur said softly.
"That's not what some work licenses say." Ron protested.
"Enough, Ron." Hermione protested. "Look, we," Hermione gestured around the table, "…all know you don't like Arcanist. The sad fact is that the magical world was probably going to reveal itself within reason within the next few years anyway."
"We should be able…" Ron said.
"Ronald, that is enough," Molly said sternly. The plate of food that she was carrying with looked to be more than enough to feed the twelve of them Violet was wondering how Mrs Weasley was carrying that much weight. 'Maybe it is magic.' Violet thought as the woman set the plate in the centre of the table. "Would you girls mind, helping me with this food out her?"
"Sure, no problem," Ginny said as she walked around the table and grabbing Violet's arm. "Come on, Vi."
As she stood up, Violet weakly protested. "I don't remember being signing up for this."
"To bad love," Hermione said as she took a step behind Violet. "Such is the way of a servant."
"I am not a servant." Violet protested.
"Sure, you aren't," Kara said with a smile. "You are just like us poor weakly girls. The only thing we can do is cook food, clean the house, and do the laundry."
"If you said that to your mum your bum would get knocked into next week." Violet said through nearly closed eyes.
"I guess then it is a good thing that I said to you?" Kara asked as she kissed Violet on the cheek. Violet wanted to protest, but they were walking into the house at this point. Standing there in the centre of the kitchen was her Mum. Before she could say a damn thing, Kara said: "Morning Lily, how are things going for the house search."
"It's over, I really didn't want to do it, but Sirius said he did have a house where we could all live." Her Mum didn't look too pleased about it. "Before you ask it is his childhood home, and there is a portrait of his Mum near the entrance. If you aren't a Blood Supremacist or a Pure Blood, she will yell at you for hours."
Violet wanted to bang her head against a wall right now. It wasn't that Grimmauld Place was the worst place live, but there was a lot of things that need to be fixed. If they didn't fix these things, then living there would be unbearable to live there. The building did have a basement they could use as a base. Before she could say anything, Ginny asked. "Are you going to use that as a place for Arcanist to work in London?"
Violet just sat there blinking for a few moments. "When did your mum tell you?"
"A few days ago," Ginny said. She had to wait for Ron and Percy to be gone before saying anything. "Why don't you want those two to know. I mean I have a good guess on Ron, but not one on Percy." Ginny asked, looking more than a little hopeful.
"We didn't want her to hold the information from Percy, but I knew how Ron would react to Arcanist, so I asked her not to tell him." Violet was smiling at this point. "Ronald is like a child's book. He is easy to read. He would also be telling anyone who would listen that he was friends with Arcanist. My alter ego would be compromised at that point." Violet thought about it for a moment. "As for Percy, I can only assume it is because his loyalty is to the Ministry right now."
"Yeah," Ginny said with a little bit of disgust in her voice. "I cannot believe the fool is bending over backwards to impress his boss. It's almost like he views the way dad lives his life as wrong. I cannot believe he is doing this."
"I can," Lily said. Everyone looked at her in surprise. "I may not have known him for that long, but the boy definitely thinks highly of himself. It also seems that he looks down on others that don't toe the same line that he does."
"Wow, Mum, that is pretty accurate," Violet said a little stunned. In the old timeline, her Mum learned that because Percy thought she was a fake and tried to arrest her.
"I've spent a 'lifetime' working to with US Government tracking down criminals and runaway soldiers. So, I see right through him." Lily said this with a smile. "That is enough about a fool. Let us get this food out to Molly."
"Yes, ma'am." The three girls said as one. After that, Kara a tray of bacon and pancakes, Ginny grabbed a plate of sausages, Violet grabbed the tray of ham, and her Mum grabbed the basket of biscuits. On their way out the sound of the Floo Network came to life. Sirius walked out of the fireplace looking more than a little upset. Before he could say a word, Lily just pointed to the door. Sirius just held up his arms and started walking towards the door. When the door was opened, they saw Molly standing on the other end of the door.
"We were on our way-out Molly," Lilly said with a smile. "I was just letting the girls know that we now have a place to live thanks to this wonderful man right here." Lily tapped Sirius on the shoulder with a smile on her face. "Now all you have to get the elf under control."
"Oi! He is not that way because of me, okay." Sirius said in protest.
"That may be the case, but you could still, I don't know, fire him," Lily said off handily.
"If I did that, he might actually try to kill me," Sirius said with a smile on his face.
Violet smiled. "And there's a problem in that where?"
"Oi! I thought you liked me?!" Sirius said, looking actually shocked.
"I do, but you seriously need to start looking for a girl man. Cause if you don't, I will end up with two titles to my name, and I don't want that." Violet said with a smile. "I mean the last thing I need to be doing is providing heirs for two different families." The look on her face was one of dismay and mirth. "I mean for the Kent family. There's Clark, and Hermione can just have one for her hers. So, I beg of you, please find someone."
Everyone at the table was laughing at this point. Sirius looked over at Lily who was holding on to her ribs. When she looked at him, they both nodded, and Violet started to worry about what was going on. Sirius was having to use the table to keep from falling over. Her Mum was looking at her like she was both broad and disgusted by what she had just said.
"Are you trying to get in trouble Violet?" Hermione asked.
Violet smiled and shook her head. "Nope. I am just honest with my Godfather. The last thing I need is to be the sole responsibility that both the Black and Potter names carry on."
"How do you know you carry Black blood in you?" Sirius asked a little stunned.
Violet took on Hermione's know-it-all voice. "Well given that the wizarding community is a little insular it only comes to reason that the Potter and Black families have crossed over at least once. Add on top of that that the Blacks seem to have more girls than boys, one of them had to marry a potter at some point. Not all of them could have been like your immediate family."
"If I were a teacher, Violet, I would give you ten points for your accuracy, but I would take away five points for the attitude," Lily said with a smile on her face.
"Thank you, Mum," Violet said with a smile on her face. Violet, Kara, and walked to the end of the table near Ginny. Ron was about two seats away from them. It was like Violet was sad about that, but it was odd that Ron was going out of his way to be away from Violet right now. Maybe it had finally sunk in that he would never be able to marry Violet. As they started eating the conversation turned to the World Cup. Like last time everyone but Ron thought that Ireland was going to win. Krum was a great player, but Ireland had the Firebolts.
Given that this was the fast broom allowed in Quidditch, it was clear that Ireland was going to dominate on the points earned. Ron's insistence on how skilled Krum was made the conversation almost comical. Violet KNEW Ron didn't swing that way, but it still seemed like he had a man-crush on Krum.
"Ron, you just need to chill. Right now, it seems like you want to ask the man out on a date or something." Hermione said a little coldly.
"I do not want to ask him out!" Ron protested. "I'm just saying that given his skill the Snitch will be caught quickly, and the match will be over."
Lily shook her head at this. "You forget something, Ron."
"What is that?" Ron asked.
"The rules for Quidditch have changed. For the better, in my opinion. They have taken it back to the prior to 1609. I am surprised that the International Confederation of International of Wizarding Quidditch Committee agreed with Arcanist and Minister Fudge that the sport should be changed back to its 1605 rules. It makes for a better sport, and something the muggles might enjoy watching."
"I thought that was a fake article in the Prophet?" Ron asked a little stunned.
"Sadly, Ron, the answer to that question is no," Sirius said with a smile. "I honestly think this is for the better. The last thing I want is my goddaughter missing out on classwork because they cannot find the Snitch."
"But that was the fun part of it." Protested Fred with a coy smile on his face.
"Well, that's why we changed the rule," Lily said, smiling back at Fred. "If you think Sirius is the only Marauder at the table you are a fool."
"You're a Marauder?" The twins asked as one.
"Yes," Lily said with a smile. "I joined their little club during our seventh year. I was called Moondrip because I was helping take care of Remus before and after his transformation. If I could make a potion that made the transformation easier, I would."
"Who's to say you can't Lily. From what I hear, you were loads better at it than Snape, and he's a master." Kara said with a smile.
"That is true, but I don't think there is much more that can be done," Lily said sombrely.
"Well, that is nice to know Lily, but I think we should clean up know, and maybe the children can practice the new rules of quidditch," Molly said with a smile.
"That's not a bad idea, Mrs Weasley," Kara said with a smile. It would also give me the chance to see Violet play the sport.
"We'd just need a snitch," Charlie said with a smile.
"And a few other players," Bill said with a smile.
"We could contact some of the team," Fred said with a smile.
"Okay then let's do it," Bill said with a smile.
With that, the kids stood up and walked towards the house. As they walked towards the house, Fred turned towards Violet. "So, you looking forward to being a chaser?"
Violet smiled at Fred. "Absolutely. It will make me feel a little closer to my father. He would be overjoyed that I am playing the same position as he did." Violet then through her arms around Hermione and Kara. "These two MIGHT protest at it though."
Kara shook her head. "I have no problem with it. Just don't die while playing it." Kara then swatted Violet on her backside. "Cause that would causer more problems than it is worth."
"HEY," Violet protested. "No one has died playing quidditch if a LONG time."
With that, they all laughed as they walked inside. Fred went to grab the brooms, and Charlie went to go grab the balls. For the next three hours, they played 'quidditch' as best they could. Violet kind of wanted to by a set of Quidditch Balls for the Weasley family so they could play it for real over what remained of the Summer. Violet had to admit to herself playing as a chaser was a bit awkward to her at first. She also had to learn a new set of manoeuvres. That they had to modify manoeuvres like The Hawkshead Maneuver to account for four chasers now made things a bit tricky. Some of them had probably been done with four people initially, but that was done so long ago no one knew how it was done. Violet thought that her Aerial Acrobatics might come in handy in any of them regardless.
The day after they were done went by quickly almost as if time itself wanted them to get to the Quidditch World Cup already. Think about this made Violet wonder of how Mrs Weasley would feel on the 24th. She and Kara would be doing some dangerous heroics. That was three days away, though.
-LVaD-
August 24th
Early in the Morning
Violet was walking up Stoatshead Hill. This walk felt more comfortable than the last time she walked up the hill. She wondered if this was because of all the years she spent as a hero. The 'training' the Bats had put her through. The only other ones who weren't whining about the walk were Mr Weasley and Kara. She knew why Kara wasn't complaining, but she wondered how physically fit Mr Weasley actually was to be pulling this off. Honestly, the twins should be right there with them given the training they undergo as Beaters. Once at the top of the mountain, Violet started looking around for the Diggorys. She couldn't see them, but she could 'feel' their magical presence—one of the many nice tricks taught to her by Merlin.
"All right, now all we have to do is find the portkey." Mr Weasley said while whipping off his forehead. "You shouldn't have to look too hard; it will be something that sticks out in a place like this."
"No need to look Arthur we've already found it." The sound of Amus Diggory's voice filled the air.
Everyone turned to look as Mr Diggory and Cedric came into view. Cedric still had this calm look on his face that Violet remembered. 'This goes around you won't be dying.' Violet thought to herself as she walked towards the two of them. "Hey Cedric, how are things going?"
"They are going, good Potter. How about you?" Cedric said, looking more than a little worried.
"I'm fine, Cedric, and it is okay to call me Violet." They all chuckled at this. "So, what do you think of the new rules?"
"I like it. It makes the game fair. A team shouldn't be able to win the match by an early capture of the snitch." Cedric said this with a smile on his face.
"That's my boy. All ways a nice lad." Amus said with a smile on his face. "These cannot all be yours Arthur, I mean Violet is obviously Lily's."
"No, they are not. These are Fred, George, Ronald, and Ginny. They are my children, and the last two are Kara Kent and Hermione Grangers. The friends of my kids and Violet."
"So, which one of the two young women is Violet's Soul Mate?" Amus asked with a smile.
"Both of them," Fred said with a smile. "I say Hermione took a wild chance and kissed 'em both once she learned about the bond." The smile on his face was wild.
"Are you wanting to be cursed?" Hermione asked.
"No, of course not," George said with an even broader smile. His pearly whites were sparkling in the light.
"It is time for us to use the portkey," Lily said with a smile.
"Right." Mr Weasley said with a smile.
Mr Diggory placed the deflated beach ball on the ground. Everyone lied down on the ground. Hermione was on her left, and Kara was off to her right. Siris and her Mum were to Hermione's left. Mr Weasley once again started counting down once again until the portkey took off. When he got to zero once again, everyone started spinning counterclockwise. After a couple of minutes of spinning, her Mum said to let go. This goes around when she let go around, she started walking. Doing this caused her to fall to the grown to slow down. Look around showed that Hermione and Kara were doing the same thing. All the adults and Cedric were doing the same thing. As they made their touch down, Violet heard the man in a poncho and a kilt say: "Portkey form Stoatshead Hill."