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"I just hope that Tom Riddle will not strike Hogwarts when the international school Dueling Tournament and the international school Quidditch Tournament begin," Dumbledore said as he looked round the table the staff sat at, looking at him.

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"Welcome students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardary as well as the Exchange Students. Today is the match of the year, Gryffindor versus Slytherin!" the rest of the sentence could hardly be heard as the crowd of students' roar of approval and cheer was overwhelming. Angelina Johnson paced nervously along the row of her team in changing room and spoke.

"Ok team, the Slytherin house name had been on the top of the Quidditch House Cup for at least seven years," started Angelina and was met with angry nods and a lot of dark muttering. "But remember ever since our Seeker Harry Potter joined us, we haven't lost a single match, except our last match against the Hufflepuff due to Dementors. This shows that we are a much better team than the other house! So let's mount our Firebolts and go out to kick those Slytherin asses!" Harry turned and smiled warmly at Dean and said, "Let's rock and roll!"

"And here comes the Gryffindors, the widely acknowledge best Quidditch team Hogwarts has seen in these many years!" this statement was met with roars from Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws while the Slytherins hissed and booed. "Led by the new Captain Angelina Johnson! Here's a little background information: The place was actually given to Harry Potter, but he rejected it!"

"Jordan!" came Professor McGonagall's stern voice.

"Sorry Professor!" said Jordan and he was about to continue but was interrupted by a piece of parchment, which Ron handed to him. Jordan looked at the parchment with hesitation. Ron seemed to sense his worry said, "Don't worry, Harry told me to hand this to you during this match."

At this statement, Jordan relaxed visibly. He opened the parchment and found his jaw dropped in shock and surprise. He was quick to recover and looked stunned.

"And now the Gryffindors! Angelina Johnson! Katie Bell! Alicia Spinnet! Fred Weasley! George Weasley! Dean Thomas! And Harry Potter!" exclaimed Lee Jordan as the Gryffindor team walked out into the pitch. Then he turned to the parchment and continued. "It looks like the Slytherins can pack their brooms up and go home!"

"Jordan!"

"It's true Professor!" said Lee as he pushed the note towards his Transfiguration teacher. Her jaw also fell.

"I have received words that the Gryffindor Quidditch Team some how managed to obtain seven Firebolts for this match!"

At these words, the Slytherin house immediately paled as long with it other houses.

Jordan continued. "Don't worry! The note here says that they will only use the Firebolt against the Slytherin but their own broomstick against the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws!"

The other houses students' mood had a moral booster at the words of Jordan.

"Now I want a nice clean game, all of you!" said Madam Hooch as she looked at the Captains from both teams. Malfoy clearly looked murderous as he saw the Gryffindor mounted their Firebolts. Madam Hooch mounted her broom, with a loud and sharp shrill from her whistle released the Quaffle, Bludgers and the Golden Snitch. Fourteen brooms rose swiftly into the air.

"And the Quaffle was taken by Katie Bell whom streaked towards the Slytherin goal! On her right was Angelina and below her was Alicia Spinnet! What a strange formation!"

"Jordan!"

"Sorry Professor," said Jordan.

The Slytherin keeper attempted to intercept but at the last moment, Katie tossed the Quaffle right and Angelina slammed it down towards Alicia whom promptly threw it straight into the hoop.

"Ten points to Gryffindor!" Lee cried the moment Alicia scored a goal. "What a fantastic performance by the Gryffindor team!"

Harry flew towards Angelina and whispered to her, "I want the Slytherins to have the worst loss in Quidditch than they have ever suffered! At least three hundred to nil before I catch the Snitch!"

"Righto!"

And the play continued. Harry had seen the Snitch long ago with his ability to detect and locate magic. He silently blocked off all magical signals on the field to prevent him from detecting any problems so that he could enjoy the game. Harry had promised Merlin, Max and Dumbledore that he would not use any powers from the Order to help him during the Quidditch matches as well as the Dueling Tournament. Malfoy had recovered from Harry's attack a few days ago and tried change the day of match but was rejected by Snape and Madam Hooch straight. A few hours of play later the Slytherins had failed miserably to score a goal. It was apparent that the superior speed of the Firebolts and the skill of the Gryffindors kept the Slytherins from scoring.

"And Katie Bell scores! 850-0 for the Gryffindors!" exclaimed Lee. "It's clear that the Gryffindors are totally pissed off with the Slytherins for some reasons."

"Jordan!"

Harry flew toward Malfoy and smirked, "So, Malfoy? 850-0! After three hours or so of play!"

"I will never give up, Potter!" snarled Malfoy. "Dumbledore must have brought these broomsticks!"

Harry feigned a sign of surprise. "Oh! Dumbledore? I must thank him then, but I thought these brooms were brought by me? Maybe I made a mistake, must thank Dumbledore!"

Harry could hardly to laugh when he told Malfoy that he brought the Firebolts. The look on Malfoy's face was pure shock. Harry quickly transfigured a Knut into a camera and took a picture of Malfoys face.

"900-0!" exclaimed Lee. "It seems that the seekers from both house have yet to find the Snitch, doesn't it?"

Harry grinned and said, "Nice talking to you, Malfoy."

Harry flew towards the Gryffindor stand and was followed Malfoy who thought Harry had seen the Snitch there. Malfoy nearly fell down in shocked when he saw Harry handing a camera to Ron.

"Ron, this the look on Malfoy's face when I told him I brought the Firebolts, have it developed," whispered Harry with a knowing nod towards Malfoy.

"Damn you Potter!" Malfoy cursed as he rose up. There he saw it, the Snitch! Immediately, he sped to the Golden Snitch when it suddenly changed course. Malfoy pushed his broom to his limit when a scarlet figure hurled upwards.

"What the f**k!" exclaimed Malfoy as he swerved left only to smash into the Slytherin stand. Before he could recover, two Bludgers smashed into him, one shattered his broom and the other broke his jaws.

A shrill sound of whistle rung thought the air.

"Gryffindor wins! 1050-0!" exclaimed Madam Hooch. As Harry landed with the Snitch in his hand, a mixed crowd of Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws and Gryffindors engulfed him.

"What a record! What a record!" both Madam Hooch and Lee yelled. "The worst lost of Slytherin House in the entire history of Hogwarts! 1050-0!"

"Well played, Harry!" Janet grinned as the crowd hoisted Harry and the rest of the Gryffindor team and carried to the castle. The dinner at Hogwarts almost become a feast as Harry along with Ron, Hermione, Fred and George disappeared and returned with bottles of Butterbeer and many sweets for all other houses. But the strange thing was the five of them only drank the Butterbeer.

"Are you sure that this will work?" a worried Hermione asked. Harry reassured her with a smile. "It will work, don't forget I'm with the Order of Light. In ten seconds, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!"

There was loud explosion and all who had eaten the sweets transformed into strange shapes. Those who had eaten the Chocolate Frog had their legs transformed into those of a frogs so on and so forth. It was clear that Harry, Ron, Hermione and the Weasley twin was behind these as they took flight immediately after the explosion. Another explosion caught Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors' attention. Near the Gryffindors table was a firework display with these words.

'Brought to Hogwarts and the rest of the Wizarding world by the Weasley Wizards' Wheezes!

Sponsored by the Terrible Trio of Gryffindors!'

The students looked at each other and one conclusion reached them. Get Harry Potter, Fred, George and Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger!

With these thoughts the students stampede towards the Gryffindor Tower. "My dear Fat Lady, did Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred or George came by?" asked Janet sweetly while the rest of the school waited with abates breath.

"No, dear, none of them appeared," replied the Fat Lady. Ginny Weasley seems deep in thought. Suddenly, she shouted, "I got it!"

Receiving strange looks from the others, she explained, "Harry and his friends aren't in Hogwarts. They are at Harry's castle some where."

Immediately, she was bombarded with questions.

"How did you know?"

"Where the hell are they now?"

"Can we go?"

"What castle?"

"VIRGINIA WEASLEY!"

'Oh shit!' thought Ginny as she recognised the voice. Professor McGonagall had heard the conversation.

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Harry and his friends appeared at the Castle of Light, laughing.

"That was the best trick we have ever played," wheezed Fred as he hung onto the left side of Harry for support while George on the right. Harry was the only one who remained composed despite of the entire happening. Ron was rolling on the floor while Hermione was leaning against one of the pillars in the Grand Hall.

"What had happened?" James asked as he floated through the wall.

Harry sent a grin at Ron and Hermione and said: "Well, it seems that the five of us have played a prank on the whole school but the Slytherins as they were cowering in their Common Room after their thrashing defeat by the Gryffindors at 1050-0, Prongs."

At these words Fred and George snapped back to attention.

"Prongs?"

"At your service," said James with a flourished bow to the dumbstruck Weasley twins.

"Prongs? Then who are Moony, Padfoot and Wormtail?"

At the very mention of Wormtail, James and Harry posture turned menacing while Ron and Hermione paled. Noticing the looks around them, they asked, "What is the problem?"

"Wormtail," Harry said as he spat the name, "Is Peter Pettigrew." He spat at the name again.

"But he is dead!" exclaimed Fred and George.

"Not as all believe," said Harry. "That bastard..."

"Harry James Potter!" exclaimed Lily as she floated in from the door. "Don't you ever, ever use that word again!"

"Mom! We are talking about that arsehole Pettigrew!"

"HARRY!"

"Never mind. That idiot betrayed the Order of Phoenix and my parents, not Sirius Black. Pettigrew was also the one who massacred those Muggles fourteen years ago," said Harry. "Besides, we all have seen that rat just after the Sorting Ceremony this year."

"Then who is Moony and Padfoot?"

"I'm Moony!" said a voice.

"Professor Lupin!" cried Fred and George Weasley as they saw their ex- teacher walked into the hall.

"And I'm Padfoot," declared another voice.

"Sirius Black!" exclaimed the twins as they paled and backed away.

Ron cocked his head and said: "Surely you believe you saw Peter Pettigrew the start of this school year and heard him confess under the strongest truth potion?"

The two nodded mutely.

"Then you believe what Harry said?" asked Sirius.

The two nodded again. Then Fred voiced out one question.

"Why did you call yourself Moony, Professor?"

The werewolf sighed heavily.

"I was a werewolf when I was young. When I joined Hogwarts, I met these two," said Remus as he pointed towards the two behind them. "When they were in their fifth year, the group managed to transform themselves at will into Animagus. Padfoot is a nickname for the Grim-like dog that is Sirius' shape, while Prongs is the nickname of James' stag."

"So that's why," said Fred.

"But what's with the Marauder's Map?" asked George.

This time, James answered, "We created the Marauder's Map for one main purpose: to track down the movement of anyone in Hogwarts so that we could avoid any nosey bugger."

"Oh, I see..."

TBC...

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