Harry Potter and the Masters of the Elements.
Chapter 2 - Back to Hogwarts
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"Ron Harry wake up!" Mr. Weasley *yelled.*
"*Ok,* we're up." Ron yelled *back.*
"Go down to breakfast and *we'll* head out to the game */when you're done."/* Mr. Weasley *yelled.*
So they went down to breakfast *and* *had just* started to eat *when* two very official owls came in. They each had one letter. The first *one* went to *Harry,* the second one went to Hermione. Harry quickly opened his letter.
/Dear Mr. H. J. Potter,/
/We are pleased to inform you that you have been made one of the Gryffindor Prefects /*/along/*/ with /*/Ms./*/ Hermione Granger. You are entrusted with the power of giving and taking away points. Please use it responsibly./
/You are also to attend Prefects meetings every Sunday night at nine to eleven o'clock./
/Professor Minerva /*/McGonagall/*
/P.S. Please find /*/enclosed/*/ you Prefects badge./
Then Harry noticed that there was a silver badge with the letter P on it.
"YOU *TOO*!" Hermione yelled more then asked.
"*AH, yeah* I guess." Harry answered.
"*Harry,* we are so disappointed in you. We may have to take back our Map and give it to someone who can use it." Fred said.
"*Yeah,* like maybe a little Forge and *Gred* out there some place." George said.
"Don't worry*, I'll* use it still." Harry said with a smile.
"As long as you hold up our prank tradition. As you *know,* this is *our* last year*, and* we are trusting you two to keep are tradition alive." Fred said mock crying.
Harry just sat there laughing. Hermione scolding, and Ron growing redder by second. He looked like he was going to blow.
"God Harry*! Why* do you get to be a prefect and not *me?* *YOU'VE* GOTTEN INTO MORE TROUBLE THEN I HAVE! *I'll* tell you why*. Because* you are Famous Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived. Of course *you'll* be a prefect." Ron yelled and then walked off.
"RON! GET DOWN HERE AND APOLOGIZE. I'm sure Harry got picked because he may have more traits of Godric Gryffindor then you." Mr. Weasley yelled.
"It's OK Mr. Weasley. Ron is just disappointed." Harry said sadly.
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After a *while,* things settled down and they left. Even though Ron was still not talking to Harry. Once they arrived they quickly climbed up to their seats. Ron on the other end of Harry. After about twenty minutes *the* stands were filled and the *match* started.
"Witches and Wizards of all ages*, welcome to* the tenth annual Diagon Alley charity Quidditch *match*. Today we have the Chudley Cannons *versus Puddlemore* United. But *before the match gets started, *we are going to pick five people from the *audience* to compete in a snitch-grab. That is all five people will go for the snitch*. Our sponsors, the Firebolt Company are providing us with* five Firebolt Mach 2 brooms. Faster then the old Firebolt. The winner gets ONE HOUNDRED GALLEONS. Plus everyone gets to keep the broom they use. Now the five contestants are.....DRACO MALFOY........ HARRY POTTER........... RON WEASLEY............. DANIELLE SMITH............ AND ANNA *JOHNSON*." The announcer yelled.
Once all the names were announced there was a huge explosion of cheers.
"Now will all the competitors please come down to the *pitch?"*
Harry and Ron quickly went down. Followed by the other competitors.
"Now when I blow the whistle mount your brooms and try to catch the snitch." The *referee* said
"Potter watch you back cause *I'm* going to win." Malfoy spat.
"Malfoy, every time I have played you I caught the snitch first." Harry replied.
Just then the *ref* released the snitch. Harry was following it closely before it disappeared.
"PHEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The whistle blew
"And *they're* off. Wow look at Potter *go!*"
Harry quickly shot up faster then anyone else. After about a minute two of looking Harry thought he would give the crowd something to watch. So he dove as fast as he could *toward* the ground.
"Look at Potter dive. He is followed closely by the other competitors. Fifty *feet, twenty, ten, five*...... Oh Potter even outs and the other competitors smash right into the pitch. Ouch that had to hurt. What a wonderful Wronski Feint by Harry Potter."
Harry was hovering about twenty feet from the pitch when he saw the snitch by the other end of the *pitch*. He quickly shot of after it.
"*Potter* has seen the snitch. Look at him go. HE HAS *IT!!* POTTER CAUGHT THE *SNITCH!!* HARRY POTTER HAS WON!"
There was a loud cheer from the *whole* audience. Harry quickly flew down to the pitch and jumped off his broom. *He* was meet by the coach of the Chudley Cannons.
"Congratulations, Harry Potter. You may keep your broom and here *are your winnings*." The Cannons manager *said while* handing Harry a sack full of galleons.
"Thanks." Harry *said and* headed up to his seat.
He was about to sit down when he noticed Ron staring at him.
"Ron what is you problem? All you have been today is an ass. What's up?" Harry asked
"What's up! What's up! I'll tell you what's up! You! You get *everything!* You get to become a Prefect! YOU CAUGHT THE SNITCH! YOU GET THE MONEY!" Ron yelled
"If you want the money just take it." Harry tried handing it to Ron.
"I don't want your DAMN money!" Ron yelled and ran away.
"Ron get back here!" Harry yelled
"Um.......ah... Mr. Weasley I think I am going to go." Harry said
"I understand. I am very sorry about *Ron, H*arry. So I guess we will just meet you back at the house?" Mr. Weasley asked
"No, I am going to get a room at the Leaky Cauldron." Harry said
"I'm sorry Harry I can't let you. I told Dumbledore that we would keep an eye on you."
"I'm really going Mr. Weasley. I'm sorry but I just have to." And with that Harry left.
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"Hello Harr*y. N*eed a room?" Tom the in keeper asked
"Ya" Harry answered
"Well do you want a *middle-classed, *those are five galleons a week*, or Upper-class,* those are ten galleons a week, but they are bigger and more comfortable?"
"Ah I guess I'll take the Upper class."
"OK *here* is you key. You *have* number eight." Tom handed Harry the key.
"Ah can I have a second one in case I get some guests?"
"Sure." And Tom handed him another key.
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After Harry had some supper he heard two people talking........
"So are you *sure?* There really is going to be a *three-school* *Dueling T*ournament this year?"
"Yes.... All three of the European schools are going to have a school Dueling tournament. Then the top six from each school will go to *Beauxbatons for* the final."
"I will bet you right now that the winner will be *from* Dumstrung. I mean with all that dark magic they teach they are bound to win."
"OK I will take *Hogwarts*. *How* about five hundred galleons on it."
"*All right* you got it."
Harry was dumbfounded. They really are going to have a dueling tournament. *I wish they would have it at Hogwarts so I could watch* Harry thought.
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At about nine o'clock Harry received a letter from Hermione.
/Harry,/
/Please have your fire lit at ten o'clock tonight. You will never believe it but Ron kissed me. Full on the lips. I can't believe he would do that. I.....I......fell so bad please Harry have your fire on I need to leave./
/Love,/
/Hermione/
"I'm going to kill you Ron" Harry thought to himself.
At one minute to ten Harry pointed his wand at his *fireplace*. "Incendio" and the *fireplace* burst with flames. Just then a crying Hermione came through.
"HA....Harry. Ron he...he....he..he did something else to Harry.*CRYS* He....he.. t.t.t.touched me on..... my... Oh Harry *CRYING*" Hermione said while crying
"It's okay Hermione lay down and get some sleep. (A/N: NO nothing will happen. I mean she is crying her eyes out!)." Harry said while motioning for her to lay down.
"Oh Harry thank you." Hermione said while putting her head in his chest and falling asleep.
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The next morning Hermione was felling better. So they decided to go down and get some breakfast.
"*Hermione,* last night I heard that there is going to be a Dueling tournament between the three European Magical schools." Harry said
"Really! That will be so fun to try and win it. We are going to have to practice really hard. Once we get back to *Hogwarts." Hermione* replied
"Ya *well,* we should start practicing now."
"No I'm not allowed to use magic like you."
"Oh *I* thought Dumbledore would have giving you permission like me."
"Ah *Harry, Hermione* how are you to?" *Dumbledore asked* since he just apparated out of *nowhere*.
"*Professor,* what are you doing here?" Hermione asked
"Well I just got news that you two are in danger from an operative. And so I am going to take you two back to *Hogwarts*." Dumbledore answered
"Oh wait *Professor.* My stuff is still* at *the Weasleys." Hermione said
"Oh mine too." Harry said
"*That's fine,* we can just use a *summoning* spell once we get to Hogwarts" Dumbledore stated.
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They rushed and packed up what little stuff they had and used the *Floo\* Powder to get to Hogwarts. (A/N: Some of you will think you can't *floo* into Hogwarts. But for this one time Dumbledore lifted the wards so they could get there.)
"Ah good you made it. I took the *liberty* to summon your stuff already. The password to your common room is HEIR. Now breakfast lunch and dinner *at the* usual time." And with that *Dumbledore* left.
"Come on Harry lets practice some dueling. Since were at Hogwarts I can use magic." Hermione said
"*Alright* Ready?" Harry asked and pulled out his wand.
"Yea... *EXPELLIARMUS!"*
Harry flicked his wand and deflected the spell back at Hermione. Hermione jumped out of the way.
"STUPIFY!" Harry yelled
Hermione jumped out of the way.
"*Impedimenta*!"
"*Incendio*!" and the fire and ice collided in midair and then disappeared.
"*EXPELLIARMUS* STUPIFIUS!" Harry yelled
The spell caught Hermione in the shoulder. So it didn't disarm her or completely stun her but it did slow her down. *It* was as if she was moving in slow motion. So Harry ran up to take her wand from her.
"Iltabithia!" Hermione yelled and a purple jet of light shot out of wand, and hit Harry in the gut.
All of a sudden he felt a pain in his gut and he was also severely disoriented.
"Sheldi!" Harry yelled and an invisible barrier went up around him.
"SYUPIFFY *MAXIMUS* (a stronger version of the stunning spell)." Hermione yelled
The spell just bounced off *Harry's* shield. And *he* was starting to regain his *composure*. *Hermione* was almost completely *tired* out because the* spell used most of her energy.*
"*Expelliarmus!*" Harry yelled and *Hermione's* wand came to him.
After about a minute of regaining their *energy,* Hermione spoke up. "Good job Harry*. It* almost seems like your getting stronger by the minute.
"Thanks Hermione." And Harry walked up and gave Hermione a hug.
"Harry *there's* some thing I have to tell you. I Like you." Hermione said softly
"I like you to Hermione"
"No Harry I L...L..Love you" Hermione said and pulled Harry into a deep passionate kiss.
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A/N: I hope you liked it. Lets see I will update once I have a total of 20 Reviews of one week. Thanks again by and REVIEW!
A/N: Al right I would like to thank Nappa and Kevin. Plus all my Reviewers thanks. Read *Nappa's stories. They are* great!
Formatting suggestions are in /italics/. Spelling, Grammar are in *bold*.
Chapter 2 - Back to Hogwarts
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"Ron Harry wake up!" Mr. Weasley *yelled.*
"*Ok,* we're up." Ron yelled *back.*
"Go down to breakfast and *we'll* head out to the game */when you're done."/* Mr. Weasley *yelled.*
So they went down to breakfast *and* *had just* started to eat *when* two very official owls came in. They each had one letter. The first *one* went to *Harry,* the second one went to Hermione. Harry quickly opened his letter.
/Dear Mr. H. J. Potter,/
/We are pleased to inform you that you have been made one of the Gryffindor Prefects /*/along/*/ with /*/Ms./*/ Hermione Granger. You are entrusted with the power of giving and taking away points. Please use it responsibly./
/You are also to attend Prefects meetings every Sunday night at nine to eleven o'clock./
/Professor Minerva /*/McGonagall/*
/P.S. Please find /*/enclosed/*/ you Prefects badge./
Then Harry noticed that there was a silver badge with the letter P on it.
"YOU *TOO*!" Hermione yelled more then asked.
"*AH, yeah* I guess." Harry answered.
"*Harry,* we are so disappointed in you. We may have to take back our Map and give it to someone who can use it." Fred said.
"*Yeah,* like maybe a little Forge and *Gred* out there some place." George said.
"Don't worry*, I'll* use it still." Harry said with a smile.
"As long as you hold up our prank tradition. As you *know,* this is *our* last year*, and* we are trusting you two to keep are tradition alive." Fred said mock crying.
Harry just sat there laughing. Hermione scolding, and Ron growing redder by second. He looked like he was going to blow.
"God Harry*! Why* do you get to be a prefect and not *me?* *YOU'VE* GOTTEN INTO MORE TROUBLE THEN I HAVE! *I'll* tell you why*. Because* you are Famous Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived. Of course *you'll* be a prefect." Ron yelled and then walked off.
"RON! GET DOWN HERE AND APOLOGIZE. I'm sure Harry got picked because he may have more traits of Godric Gryffindor then you." Mr. Weasley yelled.
"It's OK Mr. Weasley. Ron is just disappointed." Harry said sadly.
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After a *while,* things settled down and they left. Even though Ron was still not talking to Harry. Once they arrived they quickly climbed up to their seats. Ron on the other end of Harry. After about twenty minutes *the* stands were filled and the *match* started.
"Witches and Wizards of all ages*, welcome to* the tenth annual Diagon Alley charity Quidditch *match*. Today we have the Chudley Cannons *versus Puddlemore* United. But *before the match gets started, *we are going to pick five people from the *audience* to compete in a snitch-grab. That is all five people will go for the snitch*. Our sponsors, the Firebolt Company are providing us with* five Firebolt Mach 2 brooms. Faster then the old Firebolt. The winner gets ONE HOUNDRED GALLEONS. Plus everyone gets to keep the broom they use. Now the five contestants are.....DRACO MALFOY........ HARRY POTTER........... RON WEASLEY............. DANIELLE SMITH............ AND ANNA *JOHNSON*." The announcer yelled.
Once all the names were announced there was a huge explosion of cheers.
"Now will all the competitors please come down to the *pitch?"*
Harry and Ron quickly went down. Followed by the other competitors.
"Now when I blow the whistle mount your brooms and try to catch the snitch." The *referee* said
"Potter watch you back cause *I'm* going to win." Malfoy spat.
"Malfoy, every time I have played you I caught the snitch first." Harry replied.
Just then the *ref* released the snitch. Harry was following it closely before it disappeared.
"PHEEEEEEEEEEEE!" The whistle blew
"And *they're* off. Wow look at Potter *go!*"
Harry quickly shot up faster then anyone else. After about a minute two of looking Harry thought he would give the crowd something to watch. So he dove as fast as he could *toward* the ground.
"Look at Potter dive. He is followed closely by the other competitors. Fifty *feet, twenty, ten, five*...... Oh Potter even outs and the other competitors smash right into the pitch. Ouch that had to hurt. What a wonderful Wronski Feint by Harry Potter."
Harry was hovering about twenty feet from the pitch when he saw the snitch by the other end of the *pitch*. He quickly shot of after it.
"*Potter* has seen the snitch. Look at him go. HE HAS *IT!!* POTTER CAUGHT THE *SNITCH!!* HARRY POTTER HAS WON!"
There was a loud cheer from the *whole* audience. Harry quickly flew down to the pitch and jumped off his broom. *He* was meet by the coach of the Chudley Cannons.
"Congratulations, Harry Potter. You may keep your broom and here *are your winnings*." The Cannons manager *said while* handing Harry a sack full of galleons.
"Thanks." Harry *said and* headed up to his seat.
He was about to sit down when he noticed Ron staring at him.
"Ron what is you problem? All you have been today is an ass. What's up?" Harry asked
"What's up! What's up! I'll tell you what's up! You! You get *everything!* You get to become a Prefect! YOU CAUGHT THE SNITCH! YOU GET THE MONEY!" Ron yelled
"If you want the money just take it." Harry tried handing it to Ron.
"I don't want your DAMN money!" Ron yelled and ran away.
"Ron get back here!" Harry yelled
"Um.......ah... Mr. Weasley I think I am going to go." Harry said
"I understand. I am very sorry about *Ron, H*arry. So I guess we will just meet you back at the house?" Mr. Weasley asked
"No, I am going to get a room at the Leaky Cauldron." Harry said
"I'm sorry Harry I can't let you. I told Dumbledore that we would keep an eye on you."
"I'm really going Mr. Weasley. I'm sorry but I just have to." And with that Harry left.
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"Hello Harr*y. N*eed a room?" Tom the in keeper asked
"Ya" Harry answered
"Well do you want a *middle-classed, *those are five galleons a week*, or Upper-class,* those are ten galleons a week, but they are bigger and more comfortable?"
"Ah I guess I'll take the Upper class."
"OK *here* is you key. You *have* number eight." Tom handed Harry the key.
"Ah can I have a second one in case I get some guests?"
"Sure." And Tom handed him another key.
*******
After Harry had some supper he heard two people talking........
"So are you *sure?* There really is going to be a *three-school* *Dueling T*ournament this year?"
"Yes.... All three of the European schools are going to have a school Dueling tournament. Then the top six from each school will go to *Beauxbatons for* the final."
"I will bet you right now that the winner will be *from* Dumstrung. I mean with all that dark magic they teach they are bound to win."
"OK I will take *Hogwarts*. *How* about five hundred galleons on it."
"*All right* you got it."
Harry was dumbfounded. They really are going to have a dueling tournament. *I wish they would have it at Hogwarts so I could watch* Harry thought.
************
At about nine o'clock Harry received a letter from Hermione.
/Harry,/
/Please have your fire lit at ten o'clock tonight. You will never believe it but Ron kissed me. Full on the lips. I can't believe he would do that. I.....I......fell so bad please Harry have your fire on I need to leave./
/Love,/
/Hermione/
"I'm going to kill you Ron" Harry thought to himself.
At one minute to ten Harry pointed his wand at his *fireplace*. "Incendio" and the *fireplace* burst with flames. Just then a crying Hermione came through.
"HA....Harry. Ron he...he....he..he did something else to Harry.*CRYS* He....he.. t.t.t.touched me on..... my... Oh Harry *CRYING*" Hermione said while crying
"It's okay Hermione lay down and get some sleep. (A/N: NO nothing will happen. I mean she is crying her eyes out!)." Harry said while motioning for her to lay down.
"Oh Harry thank you." Hermione said while putting her head in his chest and falling asleep.
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The next morning Hermione was felling better. So they decided to go down and get some breakfast.
"*Hermione,* last night I heard that there is going to be a Dueling tournament between the three European Magical schools." Harry said
"Really! That will be so fun to try and win it. We are going to have to practice really hard. Once we get back to *Hogwarts." Hermione* replied
"Ya *well,* we should start practicing now."
"No I'm not allowed to use magic like you."
"Oh *I* thought Dumbledore would have giving you permission like me."
"Ah *Harry, Hermione* how are you to?" *Dumbledore asked* since he just apparated out of *nowhere*.
"*Professor,* what are you doing here?" Hermione asked
"Well I just got news that you two are in danger from an operative. And so I am going to take you two back to *Hogwarts*." Dumbledore answered
"Oh wait *Professor.* My stuff is still* at *the Weasleys." Hermione said
"Oh mine too." Harry said
"*That's fine,* we can just use a *summoning* spell once we get to Hogwarts" Dumbledore stated.
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They rushed and packed up what little stuff they had and used the *Floo\* Powder to get to Hogwarts. (A/N: Some of you will think you can't *floo* into Hogwarts. But for this one time Dumbledore lifted the wards so they could get there.)
"Ah good you made it. I took the *liberty* to summon your stuff already. The password to your common room is HEIR. Now breakfast lunch and dinner *at the* usual time." And with that *Dumbledore* left.
"Come on Harry lets practice some dueling. Since were at Hogwarts I can use magic." Hermione said
"*Alright* Ready?" Harry asked and pulled out his wand.
"Yea... *EXPELLIARMUS!"*
Harry flicked his wand and deflected the spell back at Hermione. Hermione jumped out of the way.
"STUPIFY!" Harry yelled
Hermione jumped out of the way.
"*Impedimenta*!"
"*Incendio*!" and the fire and ice collided in midair and then disappeared.
"*EXPELLIARMUS* STUPIFIUS!" Harry yelled
The spell caught Hermione in the shoulder. So it didn't disarm her or completely stun her but it did slow her down. *It* was as if she was moving in slow motion. So Harry ran up to take her wand from her.
"Iltabithia!" Hermione yelled and a purple jet of light shot out of wand, and hit Harry in the gut.
All of a sudden he felt a pain in his gut and he was also severely disoriented.
"Sheldi!" Harry yelled and an invisible barrier went up around him.
"SYUPIFFY *MAXIMUS* (a stronger version of the stunning spell)." Hermione yelled
The spell just bounced off *Harry's* shield. And *he* was starting to regain his *composure*. *Hermione* was almost completely *tired* out because the* spell used most of her energy.*
"*Expelliarmus!*" Harry yelled and *Hermione's* wand came to him.
After about a minute of regaining their *energy,* Hermione spoke up. "Good job Harry*. It* almost seems like your getting stronger by the minute.
"Thanks Hermione." And Harry walked up and gave Hermione a hug.
"Harry *there's* some thing I have to tell you. I Like you." Hermione said softly
"I like you to Hermione"
"No Harry I L...L..Love you" Hermione said and pulled Harry into a deep passionate kiss.
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A/N: I hope you liked it. Lets see I will update once I have a total of 20 Reviews of one week. Thanks again by and REVIEW!
A/N: Al right I would like to thank Nappa and Kevin. Plus all my Reviewers thanks. Read *Nappa's stories. They are* great!
Formatting suggestions are in /italics/. Spelling, Grammar are in *bold*.