Hey guys! This is a very long chapter b/c it's two combined into one. I'm trying to get you to the point of Desiree as quickly as possible which will appear in the next few chaps. I will try to post more than just one chapter today but I can't make any promises. This chapter contains a Quidditch scene and I'm not too hot on those so I'll just warn ya!
BTW: BIG thanks to Angelxd14 who helped me stand up to Mary Sue who has taken to stalking us in our e-mail accounts, very rudely. She claims that American public schools are dirt and I have to disagree with her. If you go to a public school, please give me or Angel (or Mary Sue if you desire) a shout out to tell us your opinion. Anyways, on with the story! R/R please!
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Desiree stared at the person whom was not five feet in front of her. The man had brown hair with some slight silver streaks racing through it, blue eyes, and a kind face. `I know him from somewhere, but where?' Desiree thought as she continued to stare in wonder at the man.
"Hello Professor Lupin!" Hermione cried next to her as she walked over to the man. "Why hello Hermione, I haven't seen you for quite some time. Please call me Lupin since I'm not your professor anymore." the man answered in a cheerful voice.
Desiree, still staring, walked over to the man who chatted gaily with the Weaslys and Hermione. "Do I know you?" she asked as she interrupted the stream of conversation. The man named Lupin stared at her like he had never seen her before in his life. `Oh crap I just embarrassed myself again. Please let the earth open up and swallow me now!' she thought, but then that ugly little voice piped up again "Why? It'd just spit you back out!'
Desiree continued to look Lupin in the eyes as a grin spread across his face and in a faint whisper he asked "Desiree? Is it you?" "Yeah" she answered back feeling a great relief sweep through her. "Oh my God! I haven't seen you since you were a baby! How are you? Where have you been?" "Oh, I've........around and I've been....OK."
Lupin looked at her in complete awe and adoration when Mr.Wealsey cleared his voice to announce. "Well, we better keep moving if we want to make it to our seats before the game starts."
Once again they began to walk towards the stadium and Desiree and Lupin continued to ask answer each others questions until "Do you know where my dad is and when I gonna be able to see him?" Lupin squirmed slightly at the querey and said "Ahhh, I don't really know where he is right know Desiree. He used to live with me, but he left a few nights ago saying he had important business to attend to and left. I don't know where he went or when you'll see him. But, I can tell you this; you are the perfect combination of your mother and father. You should be proud." Desiree nodded her head and realized that they had made it to their seats.
Since Harry played on the team he was able to get prime tickets for his family and friends and considering he does not have any blood family he wanted to actually claim, it was filled with people that he loved and who had touched his life in some way.
Aside from the Weasleys and Lupin, Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore and Hagrid were in attendance. "How are ya' doing Desiree?" asked Hagrid. "Much better, thank you Hagrid." Before she could get another word out of her mouth a loud voice boomed across the giant stadium. "Are you ready everybody? If not you better get ready because here comes the British International Team!"
Desiree quickly seated herself between Ron and Hermione and eagerly watched the field and hoped to pick up something about this Quidditch game. "And here they come!" the voice continued. "Boone, Pitts, Wood, Gove, Ferguson, Futone, aaanndd POTTER!"
Everybody jumped out of their seats and the entire box began to cheer as Harry raced around the stadium. `Damn he looks hot!' Desiree thought to herself when she saw Harry in his Quidditch uniform. `Thought you hated him?' that stupid voice said. `Well no, I never said I hated him I just didn't feel comfortable around him. So back off!'
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**Locker rooms before the game**
Harry, instead of listening to the statagy tactics of Captian Boone, was thought about Desiree. `Last night when we were in jail, she was so cool. She was actually talking and laughing with me. Then, she just shut herself off, like she couldn't stand me. Maybe I'm reading too deep into this, maybe she was just tired. Yeah, that's it. She was tired. Why do I care? I mean, I like her, but I don't LIKE like her. I just broke up with Cho and I'm not ready to get into another relationship that would just tear me down again. But why do I feel so attracted to her? Her smile, laugh, body, everything just makes me lose all concentration and with her watching the game today, that might not be a good thing.'
By the time Harry had finished with his thoughts it was time to get dressed and get ready to play. Harry stood with the team behind the closed doors that led to the stadium with their brooms in hand as the team awaited their names to be called.
"What are you thinking about Harry?" asked Oliver. "Nothing" Harry defensively replied. "Yes you are. You had that look on your face during the pep talk like you used to get when I gave them back in school." "Back then that wasn't because I was thinking, it was because I was bored." Harry playfully shot back while he laughed slightly. "Watch it Potter." Wood said in a would be evil voice if it wasn't for his grin.
Finally they heard the commentary begin and they mounted their brooms. Waiting patiently, Harry listened for his name, of course it had to be last. When he heard his name boomed across the massive stadium he took off and zoomed around the stadium and glanced down at the people below him.
He saw men making bets with each other, women covering their ears from the noise, teenage guys dreaming of being where he was, teenage girls dreaming of being with him and doing things that would only be in an X rated muggle porn flick, and then he found his box of people. Dumbledore, Hagrid, everybody who meant something to him was there except Sirius and then he saw her.
She was jumping and cheering for him in a tiny denim mini skirt with a frayed hem, red puma sneakers, a white tank top with a glittering British flag, and a red porkie hat tilted to the side in a very sexy way. Even though her sunglasses hid her eyes and blocked his view of them, he knew they were shinning with anticipation and excitement.
`God she looks hot! Screw the game I want to screw her! Stop! I can't look at her I got to concentrate on the game, I don't even like her in that way.' he thought furiously as he descended onto the field for the quaffle release.
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This game of Quidditch had to be the most brutal and bloody any wizard or witch had ever seen. Within the first ten minutes there were three penalties and four injuries. Harryhimself had already suffered a severely bruised shoulder from the result of a bludger that painfully grazed his body.
Now an hour and a half in, the score was England 90- France 110. Harry knew he had to find the snitch quickly before the other team seeker did. He had done very well on avoiding Desiree so far but it was difficult considering she jumped up and down and cheered him on in a teeny tiny mini skirt that barely covered the basic areas.
`Focus Harry.' he thought to himself, `Find the snitch.' Suddenly, he saw it! It glittered about fifty feet below him. Stratigically he glanced around the field and sped off and pushed his top of the line broomstick to the test. Consequently the other seeker had seen Harry dart off and began to follow him.
"Come on Harry it's your birthday and I will buy you some Barcardi if you win this thing baby!" Desiree screamed as she saw Harry's sudden dive while the rest of the people around her shouted their statements of encouragement.
Harry got closer and the other seeker had gotten closer as well. Suddenly Harry leveled his broom parallel to the ground and stood up on it like a surfboard. He controlled his balance carefully and he stretched out as far as he dared towards the snitch and suddenly jumped off his broom both completely and intentionally.
He caught the snitch and landed on Gove's broom while Gove jumped onto Harry's. "In a spectacular and never before seen use of teamwork and tactics, Britain won 240-110!" Harry faintly heard.
Still not fully comprehending that they had actually won, Harry was bombarded with his teammates as the crowd cheered and celebrated. The male members of the team slapped him on the back while the girls all kissed Harry full on the lips.
`Those little bitches are kissing your man! You goin' to stand for that?' that evil voice in Desiree's head cried. `He's not my man, but I wouldn't mind it if he was. Besides, they're his team mates and they are just happy.' `I bet.' `Shut-up' Even though Desiree had this internal mental battle happening inside her head, she still jumped and cheered out of excitement and happiness that Britain had won and by the end of the game she had actually understood it.
The entire box yelled praises as the team flew to the box next to theirs to receive the cup. The team grinned wildly as Harry and the rest of the them all grasped the cup and held it high over thier heads. `This had got to be the best birthday present ever. We won the cup, there is a hot girl with hardly any clothes on cheering me on ten feet away, and we had theperfect season. Nothing could beat this.'
He suddenly felt a twinge of sadness, wishing his parents were there to see him win and Sirius, who was the one who pushed Harry to try-out for the team, wasn't there since he still had hide for protection. Harry shook his head and Decided not to dwell on the sad parts of life as he lifted the cup high above his head in pure happiness and adrenaline.
About an hour later the entire Potter party (minus Hagrid because he had stuff to do) portkeyed back to the hill outside of Bristol. Hermione's parents had obviously been there because now instead of Hermione's little sports car, two SUVs waited for them. Hermione drove one with Viktor, Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore, Mrs.Weasley, Bill, Charlie, and Ginny. Desiree obliged happily to drive the second one from the main fact that she was the only other one with a license with the rest of the crew including Wood and his girlfriend Katie Bell.
`God I love driving' Desiree thought to herself as they sped on the highway towards Hermione's home. They were about five cars ahead of Hermione and speed along with the radio turned all the way up to what Desiree called `Bumpin' booty music'. All was going well until.....a flash of red and blue caught her eye as yet another cop car flashed her to pull over.
"What do you do attract these things?" Harry teased next to her. "Ooh, what is it?" asked Mr.Weasley in an excited tone. "Oh nothing, just your friendly neighborhood police prick." said Desiree under her breath. "Just let me handle this." she told the group "I'm an expert." "I'm sure you are." replied Harry. Desiree gave him a death glare as the officer pulled up.
She rolled down the window and said in a sugary sweet voice and leaned out the window slightly to expose her cleavage better. "Was I going to fast officer?" "Yes ma'am I'm afraid you were, now may I see your license and registration?" "Sure thing Officer Sexy." she answered. "It's Sandy." the officer said in a stern voice while he looked at her license.
"Ma'am please step out of the car." "What? Why?" Desiree asked in a less sugary voice. "You need to take a sobriety test." "But I'm not drunk" "I'll be the judge of that." Desiree got out of the car and crossed her arms in attitude and said "So where's the tubey thing I gotta breathe into?" "So you've done this before?" "Uh, yeah." "One more smart word out of you and we are going to take a little trip." "Bring it on dude" said Desiree in a smart, sarcastic voice. "Just walk that white line." "Fine." Desiree walked the line perfectly straight and did some backflips on it while she was at it. "Ok you've proven your point. Here's your ticket for speeding and you need to pay that within two weeks." "Whatever." Desiree muttered as the officer left. "Just let me handle this I'm the expert." mimicked Harry the moment she got back in the car. "You better watch it fly boy or you'll be walking home and I don't think you wanna do that." "Why not." "You'll see" she said in a mysterious voice.
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"What took you guys so long." Hermione asked when they walked through the door."Molly, Molly, we got stopped by one of those, what did you call them Desiree, pricky please-men and made Desiree go through a test to see if she was drunk and he came up in this flashing car and gave her what he called a ticket and" "Ok Mr.Weasley, save the rest of the details for later please." Desiree hastily interrupted the overly excited Mr. Weasly when she saw the Grangers come in.
"Well, how did it go?" "We won!" said Harry as he broke out into yet another huge smile. "Harry here caught the little gold thing by doing this broom switchy thing and, man, well, it was just off the chains." Desiree noticed that everyone was looking at her quizzically when she finished her statement. "It was........uh......neat." she stuttered to try and cover it up.
Everyone seemed pleased with her response so she retreated upstairs to change into some jeans. She noticed that Harry had been checking out her legs and not that she didn't like it but she just wanted to put on some pants.
When she got to the backyard afterwards, she saw that while they were gone the Grangers had put together a Birthday/Farewell bash for Harry and the rest of them. She now knew why everybody had come back here after the game.
The night was full of fun, replays of the game, and everyone watched in amusement when Mr.Weasley's eyes lit up every time he saw a muggle contraption. Then it came time for Harry to open his presents. He received numerous books, Quidditch supplies, and such, but one of his favorites was the Fossil watch he received from Desiree that had flames that changed heights on the face of it.
Harry grinned in surprise and gave her a hug of appreciation. They both felt a strange tingle run up their backs. Harry wanted to hold her longer but Desiree jerked away because she did not feel comfortable with the situation. Confused at her actions Harry decided to just let it go for now and talk to her about it later.
Finally it was time for everybody to go. Desiree, Hermione, Ron, and Harry were going back to the burrow with the Weasly's while Lupin, the professors, Wood, and Victor were all going back home. After many thank yous to the Grangers and tearful good-byes everybody either appaperated or flooed themselves back to their respectable places.
BTW: BIG thanks to Angelxd14 who helped me stand up to Mary Sue who has taken to stalking us in our e-mail accounts, very rudely. She claims that American public schools are dirt and I have to disagree with her. If you go to a public school, please give me or Angel (or Mary Sue if you desire) a shout out to tell us your opinion. Anyways, on with the story! R/R please!
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Desiree stared at the person whom was not five feet in front of her. The man had brown hair with some slight silver streaks racing through it, blue eyes, and a kind face. `I know him from somewhere, but where?' Desiree thought as she continued to stare in wonder at the man.
"Hello Professor Lupin!" Hermione cried next to her as she walked over to the man. "Why hello Hermione, I haven't seen you for quite some time. Please call me Lupin since I'm not your professor anymore." the man answered in a cheerful voice.
Desiree, still staring, walked over to the man who chatted gaily with the Weaslys and Hermione. "Do I know you?" she asked as she interrupted the stream of conversation. The man named Lupin stared at her like he had never seen her before in his life. `Oh crap I just embarrassed myself again. Please let the earth open up and swallow me now!' she thought, but then that ugly little voice piped up again "Why? It'd just spit you back out!'
Desiree continued to look Lupin in the eyes as a grin spread across his face and in a faint whisper he asked "Desiree? Is it you?" "Yeah" she answered back feeling a great relief sweep through her. "Oh my God! I haven't seen you since you were a baby! How are you? Where have you been?" "Oh, I've........around and I've been....OK."
Lupin looked at her in complete awe and adoration when Mr.Wealsey cleared his voice to announce. "Well, we better keep moving if we want to make it to our seats before the game starts."
Once again they began to walk towards the stadium and Desiree and Lupin continued to ask answer each others questions until "Do you know where my dad is and when I gonna be able to see him?" Lupin squirmed slightly at the querey and said "Ahhh, I don't really know where he is right know Desiree. He used to live with me, but he left a few nights ago saying he had important business to attend to and left. I don't know where he went or when you'll see him. But, I can tell you this; you are the perfect combination of your mother and father. You should be proud." Desiree nodded her head and realized that they had made it to their seats.
Since Harry played on the team he was able to get prime tickets for his family and friends and considering he does not have any blood family he wanted to actually claim, it was filled with people that he loved and who had touched his life in some way.
Aside from the Weasleys and Lupin, Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore and Hagrid were in attendance. "How are ya' doing Desiree?" asked Hagrid. "Much better, thank you Hagrid." Before she could get another word out of her mouth a loud voice boomed across the giant stadium. "Are you ready everybody? If not you better get ready because here comes the British International Team!"
Desiree quickly seated herself between Ron and Hermione and eagerly watched the field and hoped to pick up something about this Quidditch game. "And here they come!" the voice continued. "Boone, Pitts, Wood, Gove, Ferguson, Futone, aaanndd POTTER!"
Everybody jumped out of their seats and the entire box began to cheer as Harry raced around the stadium. `Damn he looks hot!' Desiree thought to herself when she saw Harry in his Quidditch uniform. `Thought you hated him?' that stupid voice said. `Well no, I never said I hated him I just didn't feel comfortable around him. So back off!'
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**Locker rooms before the game**
Harry, instead of listening to the statagy tactics of Captian Boone, was thought about Desiree. `Last night when we were in jail, she was so cool. She was actually talking and laughing with me. Then, she just shut herself off, like she couldn't stand me. Maybe I'm reading too deep into this, maybe she was just tired. Yeah, that's it. She was tired. Why do I care? I mean, I like her, but I don't LIKE like her. I just broke up with Cho and I'm not ready to get into another relationship that would just tear me down again. But why do I feel so attracted to her? Her smile, laugh, body, everything just makes me lose all concentration and with her watching the game today, that might not be a good thing.'
By the time Harry had finished with his thoughts it was time to get dressed and get ready to play. Harry stood with the team behind the closed doors that led to the stadium with their brooms in hand as the team awaited their names to be called.
"What are you thinking about Harry?" asked Oliver. "Nothing" Harry defensively replied. "Yes you are. You had that look on your face during the pep talk like you used to get when I gave them back in school." "Back then that wasn't because I was thinking, it was because I was bored." Harry playfully shot back while he laughed slightly. "Watch it Potter." Wood said in a would be evil voice if it wasn't for his grin.
Finally they heard the commentary begin and they mounted their brooms. Waiting patiently, Harry listened for his name, of course it had to be last. When he heard his name boomed across the massive stadium he took off and zoomed around the stadium and glanced down at the people below him.
He saw men making bets with each other, women covering their ears from the noise, teenage guys dreaming of being where he was, teenage girls dreaming of being with him and doing things that would only be in an X rated muggle porn flick, and then he found his box of people. Dumbledore, Hagrid, everybody who meant something to him was there except Sirius and then he saw her.
She was jumping and cheering for him in a tiny denim mini skirt with a frayed hem, red puma sneakers, a white tank top with a glittering British flag, and a red porkie hat tilted to the side in a very sexy way. Even though her sunglasses hid her eyes and blocked his view of them, he knew they were shinning with anticipation and excitement.
`God she looks hot! Screw the game I want to screw her! Stop! I can't look at her I got to concentrate on the game, I don't even like her in that way.' he thought furiously as he descended onto the field for the quaffle release.
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This game of Quidditch had to be the most brutal and bloody any wizard or witch had ever seen. Within the first ten minutes there were three penalties and four injuries. Harryhimself had already suffered a severely bruised shoulder from the result of a bludger that painfully grazed his body.
Now an hour and a half in, the score was England 90- France 110. Harry knew he had to find the snitch quickly before the other team seeker did. He had done very well on avoiding Desiree so far but it was difficult considering she jumped up and down and cheered him on in a teeny tiny mini skirt that barely covered the basic areas.
`Focus Harry.' he thought to himself, `Find the snitch.' Suddenly, he saw it! It glittered about fifty feet below him. Stratigically he glanced around the field and sped off and pushed his top of the line broomstick to the test. Consequently the other seeker had seen Harry dart off and began to follow him.
"Come on Harry it's your birthday and I will buy you some Barcardi if you win this thing baby!" Desiree screamed as she saw Harry's sudden dive while the rest of the people around her shouted their statements of encouragement.
Harry got closer and the other seeker had gotten closer as well. Suddenly Harry leveled his broom parallel to the ground and stood up on it like a surfboard. He controlled his balance carefully and he stretched out as far as he dared towards the snitch and suddenly jumped off his broom both completely and intentionally.
He caught the snitch and landed on Gove's broom while Gove jumped onto Harry's. "In a spectacular and never before seen use of teamwork and tactics, Britain won 240-110!" Harry faintly heard.
Still not fully comprehending that they had actually won, Harry was bombarded with his teammates as the crowd cheered and celebrated. The male members of the team slapped him on the back while the girls all kissed Harry full on the lips.
`Those little bitches are kissing your man! You goin' to stand for that?' that evil voice in Desiree's head cried. `He's not my man, but I wouldn't mind it if he was. Besides, they're his team mates and they are just happy.' `I bet.' `Shut-up' Even though Desiree had this internal mental battle happening inside her head, she still jumped and cheered out of excitement and happiness that Britain had won and by the end of the game she had actually understood it.
The entire box yelled praises as the team flew to the box next to theirs to receive the cup. The team grinned wildly as Harry and the rest of the them all grasped the cup and held it high over thier heads. `This had got to be the best birthday present ever. We won the cup, there is a hot girl with hardly any clothes on cheering me on ten feet away, and we had theperfect season. Nothing could beat this.'
He suddenly felt a twinge of sadness, wishing his parents were there to see him win and Sirius, who was the one who pushed Harry to try-out for the team, wasn't there since he still had hide for protection. Harry shook his head and Decided not to dwell on the sad parts of life as he lifted the cup high above his head in pure happiness and adrenaline.
About an hour later the entire Potter party (minus Hagrid because he had stuff to do) portkeyed back to the hill outside of Bristol. Hermione's parents had obviously been there because now instead of Hermione's little sports car, two SUVs waited for them. Hermione drove one with Viktor, Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore, Mrs.Weasley, Bill, Charlie, and Ginny. Desiree obliged happily to drive the second one from the main fact that she was the only other one with a license with the rest of the crew including Wood and his girlfriend Katie Bell.
`God I love driving' Desiree thought to herself as they sped on the highway towards Hermione's home. They were about five cars ahead of Hermione and speed along with the radio turned all the way up to what Desiree called `Bumpin' booty music'. All was going well until.....a flash of red and blue caught her eye as yet another cop car flashed her to pull over.
"What do you do attract these things?" Harry teased next to her. "Ooh, what is it?" asked Mr.Weasley in an excited tone. "Oh nothing, just your friendly neighborhood police prick." said Desiree under her breath. "Just let me handle this." she told the group "I'm an expert." "I'm sure you are." replied Harry. Desiree gave him a death glare as the officer pulled up.
She rolled down the window and said in a sugary sweet voice and leaned out the window slightly to expose her cleavage better. "Was I going to fast officer?" "Yes ma'am I'm afraid you were, now may I see your license and registration?" "Sure thing Officer Sexy." she answered. "It's Sandy." the officer said in a stern voice while he looked at her license.
"Ma'am please step out of the car." "What? Why?" Desiree asked in a less sugary voice. "You need to take a sobriety test." "But I'm not drunk" "I'll be the judge of that." Desiree got out of the car and crossed her arms in attitude and said "So where's the tubey thing I gotta breathe into?" "So you've done this before?" "Uh, yeah." "One more smart word out of you and we are going to take a little trip." "Bring it on dude" said Desiree in a smart, sarcastic voice. "Just walk that white line." "Fine." Desiree walked the line perfectly straight and did some backflips on it while she was at it. "Ok you've proven your point. Here's your ticket for speeding and you need to pay that within two weeks." "Whatever." Desiree muttered as the officer left. "Just let me handle this I'm the expert." mimicked Harry the moment she got back in the car. "You better watch it fly boy or you'll be walking home and I don't think you wanna do that." "Why not." "You'll see" she said in a mysterious voice.
~~~~~Granger Home~~~~~~
"What took you guys so long." Hermione asked when they walked through the door."Molly, Molly, we got stopped by one of those, what did you call them Desiree, pricky please-men and made Desiree go through a test to see if she was drunk and he came up in this flashing car and gave her what he called a ticket and" "Ok Mr.Weasley, save the rest of the details for later please." Desiree hastily interrupted the overly excited Mr. Weasly when she saw the Grangers come in.
"Well, how did it go?" "We won!" said Harry as he broke out into yet another huge smile. "Harry here caught the little gold thing by doing this broom switchy thing and, man, well, it was just off the chains." Desiree noticed that everyone was looking at her quizzically when she finished her statement. "It was........uh......neat." she stuttered to try and cover it up.
Everyone seemed pleased with her response so she retreated upstairs to change into some jeans. She noticed that Harry had been checking out her legs and not that she didn't like it but she just wanted to put on some pants.
When she got to the backyard afterwards, she saw that while they were gone the Grangers had put together a Birthday/Farewell bash for Harry and the rest of them. She now knew why everybody had come back here after the game.
The night was full of fun, replays of the game, and everyone watched in amusement when Mr.Weasley's eyes lit up every time he saw a muggle contraption. Then it came time for Harry to open his presents. He received numerous books, Quidditch supplies, and such, but one of his favorites was the Fossil watch he received from Desiree that had flames that changed heights on the face of it.
Harry grinned in surprise and gave her a hug of appreciation. They both felt a strange tingle run up their backs. Harry wanted to hold her longer but Desiree jerked away because she did not feel comfortable with the situation. Confused at her actions Harry decided to just let it go for now and talk to her about it later.
Finally it was time for everybody to go. Desiree, Hermione, Ron, and Harry were going back to the burrow with the Weasly's while Lupin, the professors, Wood, and Victor were all going back home. After many thank yous to the Grangers and tearful good-byes everybody either appaperated or flooed themselves back to their respectable places.
