Chapter Fifteen

Walking into the Charms classroom, Harry and the other Gryffindor seventh year boys notice that Ron and Hermione are already there talking quietly but animatedly to each other. Harry noticed that from the looks of things, Ron was getting chewed out about something. Harry smirked and took a seat beside Neville and promptly put his two former friends out of his mind.

A few moments later the bell rang signaling the beginning of morning classes and the tiny charms professor came in and shut the door as he usually did to begin his morning lecture, however instead of going to the head of the class, he walked over to the Boy-Who-Lived-To-Be-Accused-Of-Doing Murders-That-Anyone-Should-Have-Known-He-Didn't-Commit. It's a long title, but what do you expect this is a parody.

"Harry?" squeaked Professor Flitwick.

"Yes sir," Harry answered politely. After all he never really did anything to cause Harry to suffer in that dirty little cell in Azkaban for one year, three months, two weeks, four days, seven hours, thirteen minutes and twenty six seconds. No Professor Flitwick just worked with those that did, plus he wasn't a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

"I have that reading list of Charms books that you asked for last week," Filius Flitwick said as he handed over a parchment with the reading materials on it. "I've grouped the major reading and supplemental readings together so that they would be easier for you to understand."

"Thank you very much Professor."

Starting to turn away and go to his desk, the Head of Ravenclaw house halted and turns back, "Harry I don't suppose there would be anyway that we could talk you into staying here at the school is there?"

Harry sat there a little stunned. Never before had Professor Flitwick taken up the 'Harry should stay in school' banner as many of the other teachers had. "Umm," was all he could think to respond with.

Smiling the kind hearted teacher says, "Think about it Harry," and wanders up to his desk to start the class.

"Yeah, Harry," Seamus said as he leaned forward and whispers in Harry's ear. Seamus' breath tickles his neck and sent a very tiny shiver down Harry's spine. "I don't suppose there is anything anyone could do to convince you to stay with us is there?"

Harry suddenly felt a little embarrassed and has absolutely no idea why but whispers back, "Class has started Seamus, you should pay attention, and you may need to know this for a future test."

"Right," Seamus replies and he sits back in his seat leaving Neville snickering beside Harry.

"What," he hissed at his friend. It's nice to have a friend that you feel you can hiss at sometimes you know.

Neville leans over and says, "Its okay you know."

Confused Harry asks, "Huh?"

"That you can like Seamus back."

"Have you been talking to Eppy?"

"No, but its still okay for you to have feelings for Seamus."

"What are you on about Neville?" Harry asks defensively. "I'm not like that, I like girls. I would have thought you'd have noticed what happened when I woke up with Ginny in bed with me."

"True," concedes Neville, "but it was Seamus that you take showers with…"

"One time."

"And," Neville continued ignoring Harry, "it was Seamus that you kiss good morning and not anyone else at Gryffindor table."

"I was being nice."

"And," Neville went on still ignoring the red cheeked boy next to him, "its Seamus that you want to hold you when you can't sleep at night."

"Only because you roll over and crush me in my sleep."

"Whatever you say Harry," Neville whispered looking all smug.

"Boys!" Flitwick said with a stern voice as he peered over his glasses at the two whispering Gryffindors. "Are you with us?"

"Yes Professor," the mutter in unison.

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After class was over, Harry went off by himself to think about how he was going to deal with Bill when he came calling tomorrow. However, try as he might all he could think about was what Neville had said to him in Charms earlier.

"I's is knowing what you's is thinking," said a voice from around Harry's knees.

Harry looked down and saw an innocent looking little house elf wearing a pink dress with little yellow flowers embroidered on the hem looking up at him.

"What's that?"

"You's is thinking that maybe that round faced boy is being right and you's is not knowing what do be doing about it," Eppy said.

"How do you know about that?"

"Eppy is always being near you's Master Harry. I's is always worried about what that nasty Headmaster is thinking up to be doing to you's before we's is doing it to him."

Smiling, Harry asks, "So what do you think?"

"Well, Eppy is being thinking that gay man-sex is being hot."

Harry laughed now. "I'm not sure I agree with that."

"That is being because you's is being raised by nasty Muggles who's is being very narrow minded about anything that is not being about them," Eppy explained.

Harry thought about it. He could remember several occasions that Vernon Dursley went on about the two men that lived together at Number 11 Privet Drive and how they should be tarred and feathered for their unnatural acts. Petunia had agreed with him, but when he was at work she secretly spied on them relentlessly to see if their garden was better looking than hers.

Then he thought about the boys here at school. He knew that Oliver Wood was gay before he graduated back in Harry's third year. He had caught him with his boyfriend in the Quidditch shower room together one day before practice. Harry never thought it odd or unnatural what Oliver and his boyfriend were doing. In fact all he thought was to leave so he wouldn't disturb them.

He knew Colin Creevey was gay, and even though he didn't particularly like the boy, he didn't dislike him for that. Harry just thought he was a bit of a pest really.

Then lastly there was Seamus Finnigan. Harry had no idea he was gay until that shower a couple of weeks ago, but didn't think less of him for it. In fact it was kind of comforting to know that someone loved him. Then the thought that made Harry stop dead in his tracks hit him like a ton of bricks. Every single time he thought about someone being with him, he always, ALWAYS assumed that they would only do it for his fame and not because they actually loved him for just being Harry, but not Seamus. He knew he couldn't return the love like Seamus wanted him to, but he had accustomed to it without any thought about questioning the Irishman's motivations.

"Master Harry? Why's is you's being stopped?"

"I just realized something I hadn't thought of before."

"What is being that?"

"Um, nothing, I'll talk to you later," Harry said and strode down the hall lost in his thoughts again never seeing the odd look on the elf's face before she popped away.

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At lunch Harry sat at the Gryffindor table pushing his food around with his fork when his dorm mates came in and sat down around him.

"Hey mate what's up?" asked Dean as he sat.

"Nothing," Harry said still pushing his food around.

"Harry, what's wrong," asked Seamus with a hint of worry in his Irish accent.

Harry started to say 'I'm fine,' when Seamus began tracing circles on Harry's back, which caused him to tighten, but then relax which in itself was now a moment of concern for the young man.

"If you're about to say 'I'm fine'," Seamus said, "Then I'll hex you."

Smiling, Harry said, "Yeah, I guess that would be a very Mione5 thing to say."

"Who?"

"Never mind."

However, before anything could have been said, the doors to the Great Hall banged open revealing Cornelius Fudge standing there with Algernon Graves, Rita Skeeter, a man that Harry thought looked remarkably like an old lion and a group of people that could only be described as the fiercest Aurors anyone had ever seen.

"Oh good, the floor show is about to start," Harry said with glee.

"Floor show?" asked Neville.

"Just wait, you'll see."

As the group passes Harry and his friends the Minister of Magic bowed his head respectfully at him, Rita winked at him playfully and Mr. Graves looked like he was delighted beyond words.

"Ah Cornelius," the Headmaster said as the group reached the teacher's table. "What can we do for you and these distinguished people today?"

"We are today to see that justice is done," the Minister said with great delight.

"A very admirable goal to achieve in life Cornelius, I applaud you."

"Yes, it is indeed Albus," Cornelius said with a smirk. "Rufus?"

Harry saw the man standing beside the Minister was the one he thought looked like an old lion. "Yes," he said gruffly, "We are here to arrest one Albus Dumbledore, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"You are more than welcome to try," Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eye. "But I would hate to have to hurt you and your fine associates Mr. Scrimgeour."

Harry heard the Headmaster and knowing him well enough, jumps out of his seat and with a pout walks up to the gathering. "But Daddy," he said with an innocent look of a small child, "You always told me that no man is above the law."

"Yes, that does sound like something you would say doesn't Headmaster?" Mr. Graves asked as Rita Skeeter began sucking on the end of her acid green quill as she took notes.

"Now Dumbledore are you going to come quietly or are you going to be difficult about this?"

"I suppose I have no choice in the matter," the Headmaster replied wearily.

"No you don't," the Minister of Magic replied happily bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Rufus, do see to the arrests of Weasley and Granger as well."

Rufus Scrimgoer nodded to two of his Aurors, who went over to the Gryffindor table to apprehend the Head Girl and her boyfriend.

Harry stood there and watched as the three of them were marched out of the Great Hall in front of the entire school. Yeah today wasn't such a bad day after all.

To Be Continued … Please Read and Review

Just to let everyone know, I recently received an email informing me that I have mislabeled my story as a parody. I was informed that it should be labeled as angst and I was going to be reported for this. So if this story should happen to disappear, you'll know why.

Mione5 is a writer here at F A N F I C T I O N D O T N E T who has several very good stories. In almost every one she always has Harry telling everyone "I'm fine." You should check them out.

Also Eppy would like to say something…

Up comes a little house elf wearing a little pink dress with little yellow flowers embroidered on the hem carrying her 'Hello Kitty' diary. Conjuring a chair for herself she sits down and opens her book up to look at something.

"Recently Eppy has been getting reviewed bys a big masculine soldier that is being named Mozes and his big muscular manly soldier friends who's is being known as the 'Little Squirts Fan Club' over in the desert… you's is knowing where, it is being all over the Muggle newspapers." Then a dreamy happy expression comes over the innocent looking elf's face as she thinks about those big muscular manly soldiers working hard in the desert with no shirts on exposing their masculine muscular, hairy chests to the sun.

Shaking herself out of her dream, she continues, "As Eppy was being saying, I's is being very happy to being able to … service … such an extrao…extr… a large group of brave handsome manly soldiers who's is all manly and muscular and shirtless and…"

Then the elf conjures a large bowl of ice and jumps out of her chair to sit on the ice.

"Ohhhhh. That is being better it is," she cooed happily. "I's was beginning to be feeling all hot … you kow, down there."

After a few moments of cooling off, the little elf continues, "Eppy is being all grateful to those boys over there and hoping to be hearing from them again real soon." Then blushing she adds, "And if they's is happing to be all naked then that is being okay with Eppy."