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Harry Potter and the year of training
Chapter 17
When Harry woke up the next day he hear rain poring on the roof harder then yesterday. He groaned but got up and had a shower.
Ounce done he went down and cooked breakfast for himself. While he ate he read the paper there wasn't anything interesting. Being done Harry went and got changed and grabbed his Firebolt 2 and polished it.
When everyone was ready he or she Aparated to the English Quiditich pitch. Ounce there they waited for it to be activated.
"Hey Harry good luck," said Hermione.
"Thanks,"
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1." said James.
Harry felt the pull and closed his eyes to stop the sick felling coming.
Ounce there they moved Towards the Pitch. Harry hadn't ever been hear before, he had been to other fields, so he was excited about playing on it.
When he got near it he saw how big it was it was huge. It was the Biggest he had ever seen, even Bigger then the one in last grand final.
When they got in, the team went to there Room to talk. The coach talked to everyone. Harry was last again.
"Harry you better fly the best you damn ever had, there is a spell you might need put on your glasses, it is a spell the makes water not hit it, your Firebolt 2 has it on it do you think you can do it,"
"Yeah that's only like a grade 4 spell,"
He took of his glasses " Impervius,"
Harry put them back on, but took them back off and took out his wand.
"Unbreakbale," he said tapping them.
With that everyone got up and got ready to be called to the pitch.
Then Harry heard his dad's voice threw the crowd.
"I give you the Irish National team. Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mullet! Moran! Quigley! Aaaaaand -Lynch!"
The Irish Roared.
"And now the English National team Armstrong! Small! Johnson! Jamison! Jamison! Riches! Aaaaaand Potter!" he said.
When he flew on he was meet by a explosion of cheers, even threw the poring rain.
When the Reffee came out they shook hands.
"How are you Mr. Potter, I've heard about how good you are but don't think I will go easy because your younger than every one hear,"
"If you did I would want a rematch," he said with that he flew into position.
The whistle went.
As the game went on Harry realised that the Irish team chasers had gotten a lot better since two years ago. The score right now was 160 to 20 Ireland were winning.
Then he saw it the snitch flying near the English goal posts. Harry flew after it. It would have been easy to get if the Ireland chaser hadn't been going for goal.
Harry was closer to the snitch then he was to the goals. But he could shoot from far away, while Harry had to catch it. If they scored then after they score Harry grabbed it would be a draw but it made it so much more difficult that Lynch was close by.
So now he was going flat out after it, it took a dive so he followed. He was 3 feet from it. 2 feet, 1 foot, the Ireland player shoot but Harry grabbed it just in time.
"Harry Potter catches the snitch before Ireland score. England win the world CUP!!!" said James.
Before Harry new it he was being hugged by everyone in the team, the rest of the team brought him to the top box.
Ounce there the Minister of Magic for Ireland handed it to the captain Armstrong who passed it down the line. When Harry held it the crowd of English supporters exploded with cheers. Harry was grinning so big now that he thought it might split his face. The team went for another victory lap.
When he got back he saw Ginny he ran up and gave her the longest kiss he has yet.
When he stopped he looked up and saw everyone beaming at him.
"You did brilliant Harry, I thought you were going to not make it but you got there," said Remues.
Harry gave his mum a hug. When he saw Elisabeth she said,
" 'Arry won. 'Arry won," Harry beamed at her.
"James why didn't you tell me that she could talk?" asked Sirius.
Before he could answer Elisabeth said, "Pafooh, Pafooh,"
Sirius went crazy.
"Did you see that, she said my name," he said.
"She said her first word yesterday, and Harry asked if he could say Padfoot and she could and also Moony,"
Remues looked shocked "Can she say Moony?"
"Yes," said James.
"Say it Elizabeth say Moony," he said.
"oony.Moony," she said.
"Sorry to interrupt but I think that there's a Party at the England field, and your all invited along," said Harry.
"Of course,"
When they got there they were at first surrounded by reporters, but then they got a bodyguard to let them in.
The party went on for a long time. Harry was aloud try his first Beer that night. He didn't like it much. When he got home he went to sleep straight away.
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The next day Harry and his father went to Diagon Alley to get Harry's school things.
When they got to Gringots and Harry saw his vault he nearly fainted. There was a pile about a tall as up to his waste. He took a few handfuls, and didn't even look to go down any further.
Ounce out again they went and got his books, and then to refill his Potions stuff.
When they finished they went to the leaky cauldron and grabbed a Butter Beer.
"So Harry how does it feal to have defeated Voldermort for the last time?" asked James.
"Good, I just hope no one is as stupid enough to try and do a Voldermort," he said.
Little did they know that there was some one stupid enough to do it, but he just needed the help of a young Death Eater.
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Draco Malfoy was walking around his house, completely bored. But he won't be for long.
He was looking at all the dark arts things, but looking for one thing in general, Tom Riddles old Diary. With this he could bring Lord Voldermort back to power.
There it is with a big hole in the middle, he picked it up and ran to get his mother.
"Mother can you repair this diary for me mother?" he more said then asked.
"Ok,"
She went picked it up and said, "How did that hole get in there?" she asked.
"Um well at school Potter cursed it and put a hole right threw it," he lied.
"Damn boy, Repario," she said tapping her wand against it.
The hole vanished. She gave it back not even looking at it.
"Lets get to Azkaban to see your father," she said.
With that they left.
End of chapter.
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Harry Potter and the year of training
Chapter 17
When Harry woke up the next day he hear rain poring on the roof harder then yesterday. He groaned but got up and had a shower.
Ounce done he went down and cooked breakfast for himself. While he ate he read the paper there wasn't anything interesting. Being done Harry went and got changed and grabbed his Firebolt 2 and polished it.
When everyone was ready he or she Aparated to the English Quiditich pitch. Ounce there they waited for it to be activated.
"Hey Harry good luck," said Hermione.
"Thanks,"
"5, 4, 3, 2, 1." said James.
Harry felt the pull and closed his eyes to stop the sick felling coming.
Ounce there they moved Towards the Pitch. Harry hadn't ever been hear before, he had been to other fields, so he was excited about playing on it.
When he got near it he saw how big it was it was huge. It was the Biggest he had ever seen, even Bigger then the one in last grand final.
When they got in, the team went to there Room to talk. The coach talked to everyone. Harry was last again.
"Harry you better fly the best you damn ever had, there is a spell you might need put on your glasses, it is a spell the makes water not hit it, your Firebolt 2 has it on it do you think you can do it,"
"Yeah that's only like a grade 4 spell,"
He took of his glasses " Impervius,"
Harry put them back on, but took them back off and took out his wand.
"Unbreakbale," he said tapping them.
With that everyone got up and got ready to be called to the pitch.
Then Harry heard his dad's voice threw the crowd.
"I give you the Irish National team. Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mullet! Moran! Quigley! Aaaaaand -Lynch!"
The Irish Roared.
"And now the English National team Armstrong! Small! Johnson! Jamison! Jamison! Riches! Aaaaaand Potter!" he said.
When he flew on he was meet by a explosion of cheers, even threw the poring rain.
When the Reffee came out they shook hands.
"How are you Mr. Potter, I've heard about how good you are but don't think I will go easy because your younger than every one hear,"
"If you did I would want a rematch," he said with that he flew into position.
The whistle went.
As the game went on Harry realised that the Irish team chasers had gotten a lot better since two years ago. The score right now was 160 to 20 Ireland were winning.
Then he saw it the snitch flying near the English goal posts. Harry flew after it. It would have been easy to get if the Ireland chaser hadn't been going for goal.
Harry was closer to the snitch then he was to the goals. But he could shoot from far away, while Harry had to catch it. If they scored then after they score Harry grabbed it would be a draw but it made it so much more difficult that Lynch was close by.
So now he was going flat out after it, it took a dive so he followed. He was 3 feet from it. 2 feet, 1 foot, the Ireland player shoot but Harry grabbed it just in time.
"Harry Potter catches the snitch before Ireland score. England win the world CUP!!!" said James.
Before Harry new it he was being hugged by everyone in the team, the rest of the team brought him to the top box.
Ounce there the Minister of Magic for Ireland handed it to the captain Armstrong who passed it down the line. When Harry held it the crowd of English supporters exploded with cheers. Harry was grinning so big now that he thought it might split his face. The team went for another victory lap.
When he got back he saw Ginny he ran up and gave her the longest kiss he has yet.
When he stopped he looked up and saw everyone beaming at him.
"You did brilliant Harry, I thought you were going to not make it but you got there," said Remues.
Harry gave his mum a hug. When he saw Elisabeth she said,
" 'Arry won. 'Arry won," Harry beamed at her.
"James why didn't you tell me that she could talk?" asked Sirius.
Before he could answer Elisabeth said, "Pafooh, Pafooh,"
Sirius went crazy.
"Did you see that, she said my name," he said.
"She said her first word yesterday, and Harry asked if he could say Padfoot and she could and also Moony,"
Remues looked shocked "Can she say Moony?"
"Yes," said James.
"Say it Elizabeth say Moony," he said.
"oony.Moony," she said.
"Sorry to interrupt but I think that there's a Party at the England field, and your all invited along," said Harry.
"Of course,"
When they got there they were at first surrounded by reporters, but then they got a bodyguard to let them in.
The party went on for a long time. Harry was aloud try his first Beer that night. He didn't like it much. When he got home he went to sleep straight away.
-------------
The next day Harry and his father went to Diagon Alley to get Harry's school things.
When they got to Gringots and Harry saw his vault he nearly fainted. There was a pile about a tall as up to his waste. He took a few handfuls, and didn't even look to go down any further.
Ounce out again they went and got his books, and then to refill his Potions stuff.
When they finished they went to the leaky cauldron and grabbed a Butter Beer.
"So Harry how does it feal to have defeated Voldermort for the last time?" asked James.
"Good, I just hope no one is as stupid enough to try and do a Voldermort," he said.
Little did they know that there was some one stupid enough to do it, but he just needed the help of a young Death Eater.
--------------------
Draco Malfoy was walking around his house, completely bored. But he won't be for long.
He was looking at all the dark arts things, but looking for one thing in general, Tom Riddles old Diary. With this he could bring Lord Voldermort back to power.
There it is with a big hole in the middle, he picked it up and ran to get his mother.
"Mother can you repair this diary for me mother?" he more said then asked.
"Ok,"
She went picked it up and said, "How did that hole get in there?" she asked.
"Um well at school Potter cursed it and put a hole right threw it," he lied.
"Damn boy, Repario," she said tapping her wand against it.
The hole vanished. She gave it back not even looking at it.
"Lets get to Azkaban to see your father," she said.
With that they left.
End of chapter.
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