Hello again, Padfoot Rocks is very much back! *Dodges flying death threats* So, come on, who has the 'Chamber of Secrets' DVD / VHS and has most of the script memorised? I know I have, and yes, I do know I've been extremely lazy, I'm very sorry for the long wait.
CALLING ALL ARTISTS HERE: Hey, I'm in the middle of creating a website with fiction and art etc, buuuut, I can't draw! I know, it's a shame. So, those of you who can, *takes deep breath* if you want to draw some TLS pics and perhaps e-mail them to me, it would be greatly appreciated, and encouraged, so what are you waiting for?
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Harry, TJ and Ron took a slow walk down Diagon Alley. Harry and Ron were eating strawberry ice creams, and TJ, in true five-year-old fashion, had bolted his down and shot off to Quality Quidditch Supplies, which had fast become his favourite shop.
"Harry, Red, come on you fossils!"
Harry groaned, when he got his hands on Fred and George, he'd kill them, or perhaps send them off to Voldemort with a note stating to not go easy on them. Harry paused, that was a nasty thing to think.
Hang on, what was up with Voldemort? In the first three weeks into the holidays, Death Eater attacks had shot through the roof and none of the lies from the Ministry of Magic could cover up what was really happening. The Wizarding World had finally woken up, and the results weren't pretty – denial, anger, searching for the scapegoats, and finally, acceptance.
A prod in the side from Ron broke Harry out of his thoughts. Harry turned to see Ron grinning at him. "We'd better catch up before his lordship takes offence at being ignored by us mere mortals!"
Harry laughed, wolfed down the rest of his ice cream and followed Ron to QQS.
"Wow… look at that…can I have one…wow, I want those robes…oh look, the new Cannons training kit….Harry, please?" TJ had his face pressed to the glass and he was giving the Quidditch supplies a hungry look.
Harry sighed, the last time he'd had this talk with TJ, they'd spent half an hour arguing. Deciding he didn't want to waste any time, Harry motioned to Ron, who picked TJ up and threw him over his shoulder. As they strode along to Flourish and Blotts, TJ's shouts carried along the streets.
"RED! How could you? Put me down! Harry!"
And that was how the day started for Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived and Was Now a Father!
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Harry sat in his room at the Leaky Cauldron smiling to himself. He pulled a MiniMaster TrainingBroomä out from under the bed along with the new Cannons training robes.
TJ had become quite the Chudley fan since they had arrived at Diagon Alley. Ron, of course, had encouraged this and provided TJ with an ample supply of Cannons posters, information and random facts. Harry was glad for this because it gave TJ a brief introduction to the Magical World, but it also gave Harry a chance to see how TJ mixed with other people.
TJ was now in the lounge of the Leaky Cauldron, listening to Ron describe the
Quidditch World Cup that had taken place last year. Harry took this opportunity to wrap TJ's birthday presents without his knowledge.
He had just finished wrapping the robes and started on the broomstick when Fred and George burst into the room. Harry leapt to his feet, thinking it was an attack from the looks on the twins' faces when they grinned and closed the door.
"Sit down, Harry, we just need a word, that's all!" Fred said, perching himself on the bed.
Harry re-seated himself on the floor and pulled the broomstick back towards him, keeping a wary eye on the twins. George crossed the room and sat on the bed next to Fred.
"Like we said, Harry, we wanted to talk." Continued George. "It's about the money you gave us. Now – " He held up a hand to stop Harry's protests. "-That's why we're here now, this isn't something to be discussed in public-"
"-Mum would kill everyone if she knew-"
"-So we want to make a suggestion."
Harry finished wrapping the broomstick, stuck a label on it and put it at the bottom of his trunk in order to insure that TJ couldn't come across it by accident. He straightened up, locked his trunk and pushed it back into a corner. "Does no one know?" He asked.
Fred shook his head. "We want to keep this between you, me and George, until we can get Weasleys Wizard Wheezes off the ground. So we came here to ask – no, scratch that – tell you, that you are a partner in this business. It is your money that we're working off after all."
George picked up where Fred left off, leaving no room for Harry to interrupt. "You can be the silent partner, but you're going to be a part of the voting, testing etcetera. I mean, you can test the things on Malfoy, give everybody a laugh."
Fred picked the trail up again. "You get a third of the income, but you have to pitch in. Now, George and myself have to be off. We'll see you later, your royal highness!"
Fred and George bowed their way out of the room. Fred poked his head back around the door a minute later.
"Oh yeah," he muttered. "Almost forgot. Mum had sent us up here to say that you have the green light to come to ours for the last two weeks. We're leaving tomorrow, make sure you're ready." And with that, the door snapped shut and the twins voice's faded as they walked down the corridors.
Harry looked around the room and sighed. At least he'd been given some warning and thank Merlin that he'd got everything that he'd need for the new school year. Now to start packing, better start with those books over there….
Short chapter, I know, but I had a bit of a mental block, but at least I've sorted out what I'm doing now. Before I forget, Ron and Hermione are also Prefects, it just slipped my mind and I completely forgot to mention it before, silly me! Next chapter should be up roughly in the next few days!
RastalinofMetallica: Thank you. I can just picture it too…. "POTTER HAS A WHAT! Albus, you cannot be serious!?"
Shadow: You talk like you want me to be hit by a car! *grins*
Npetrenko: Your wish is my command oh wise one!
Kandra: Yup, it's a very Gred and Forge thing to do, isn't it? And I've been neglecting the poor twins, soooo; we'll see more of them throughout the story, tee hee. I might do a TJ p.o.v later on, maybe in Hogwarts, I'm not certain yet.
Brady2003us: I have no idea when I update Brady, it depends on three things- 1) my mood at the time, 2) writers block status and 3) How much stuff I should be doing but am trying to avoid. I'll look at your stories when I get a chance, FF.NET is being a bit of an arse at the mo, it won't let me on! Grrr…
ER: Oh, master, please have a chill pill. TJ will go to classes with Harry at the start as I want to torture the teachers, but then, he'll probably end up with Madame Pomfrey or Dumbledore, I'm not sure. Thanks for the compliment…. Just, don't hurt me, okay?
Lelastar: Hey, what's a little rush between author and friends… uh, stalkers… or dangerous people? Y'know what, I'm digging a hole for myself here, I'll just shut up!
Kami Potter: Thank you very much, can't promise on the update front though, things keep cropping up!
Melissa Lupin: Thanks
Katini Petitedra: Cheers. It's all gonna hit the roof when they find out, but I haven't decided how to reveal it yet.
Lokia: Challenges are good for one thing, you write a story using someone else's plot bunny, and it's not copying- it's art! Amazing!
BookMaster3000: Yessir, right away sir!
