Chapter Twelve - Moldy Voldy

"Ron, are you going to try out for the Quidditch team?" Harry asked as he sat down with his books in the library.

"I don't know. I'm feeling overwhelmed as it is. I don't know how you do it! None of us get to see our kids very often anymore." Ron sighed slamming his book shut.

"I know... I feel so bad about that."

"I will get back to you on your question, okay?" Ron asked standing up.

"Yeah of course." Harry grinned and opened his book.

"Harry?" Harry looked up and saw Ginny walking towards him.

"Hey Ginny."

"Studying?"

"Of course. I am getting behind on my school work."

"Need some help?"

"Sure, why not."

"Good." They spent the rest of the period helping each other study. With so much to do, the week went fast and Harry found himself standing outside on a warm Saturday watching as the whole Gryffindor house paraded to the stands to watch the tryouts.

Having decided that they could not risk being down players Harry had put up a notice that said that there would be tryouts for a reserve team also. Harry waved at Hermione and Ron who were in the stands with the children.

"Welcome to the Gryffindor Tryouts! Here today is Harry Potter father and captain of our lustrous Quidditch team." Harry almost fell off his broom at the sound of Lee's voice over the loud speaker. McGonagall appeared seemingly out of thin air beside Jordan who shrank back and left to join the rest of the Gryffindors. McGonagall smiled as she sat down to watch.

The turn out for the tryouts was a lot more then Harry expected. An hour later found the group gathered around listening to Harry. The crowd was busy writing out who they thought best for the positions.

BOOM!! Harry pulled his wand out of reflexes and the rest of the group followed suit as they turned towards where the ground-shaking boom came from. The box holding all the Quidditch balls was in pieces. Suddenly the blunders burst out heading directly for Harry, who dived barley missing being hit.

"Deja vu." Harry med, before pointing his wand at the rapidly approaching bludger and blowing it into oblivion. The dust that was the bludger swirled upwards taking the form of a skull with a snake, the sign of the dark lord. Students began to scream and run in all directions.

The picture was starting to become a solid when Dumbledore and the rest of the teachers were rapidly approaching. Hermione, Ron and a couple of other students had the babies facing the other way. All five of the kids were in hysterics. Pupils appeared in the eye sockets. The picture looked like it was made of wax, an idea came across Harry's mind and he pointed his wand again at the mark. People stopped to stare at Harry as a long complicated spell flew out of his mouth fire shot out of his wand hitting the top of the mark, right as the skull began to talk.

"I am lord Voldemort!" People screamed, then the entire top of the skull burst into flames and it began to melt rapidly dripping green, the wax never hit the ground however because it seemed to just evaporate into thin air. Meanwhile Voldemort started screaming bloody murder before the pupils disappeared and the skull disappeared. Harry just lay on the ground trying to catch his breath after yelling such a complicated spell.

"Everyone back to your common room, now!" McGonagall yelled. Everyone began to walk towards the castle, except for Hermione, Ron and Ginny, all caring babies. They ran up to Harry.

"Harry, are you alright?" Hermione cried, falling to her knees beside Harry. Lily and Daniel began to cry, and Harry sat up and took them away from Ron and Ginny they immediately stopped.

"Mr. Potter, are you alright? You will need to go to the hospital wing, can you walk?" McGonagall asked, looking as if she was going to kneel over dead at any moment.

"I'm alright professor, just a bit out of breath."

"I don't know what spell you did Harry, but it was bloody brilliant! Rates right up there with Malfoy the bouncing ferret, Moldy Voldy!