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Pyro-briar- People make Harry and his friends go to America for one reason and one reason only. America kicks ass! The mental juices are flowing but sometimes I get distracted by shiny objects.
Slytherin Common Room- Located in dungeons. Low-ceilinged room decorated in green, underneath the lake.
Ravenclaw Common Room- Located in Ravenclaw Tower on the west side of the castle. Similar to Gryffindor's in shape and size but not decorations.
Hufflepuff Common Room- Location unknown but down a staircase off the main hall. Cellar like in appearance.
Gryffindor Common Room- Location in Gryffindor Tower, entrance of 7th floor.
Chapter 2 Bloody Americans and Freaky-Deaky Dutch
"I still don't know why we don't just take a portkey or something" Ron said as they waited on a line to get on an airplane.
"Because we are trying to keep a low profile hear. Arranging a portkey for 20 people to go to Long Island, New York in America will definitely draw attention to us" Sirius explained again.
"But how does this thing stay in the air?"Blaise asked confused.
"Yeah! Look at it! The thing is huge and made out of metal. Without magic it won't stay in the air" Cassandra exclaimed.
"Quiet with the magic. We are surrounded by muggles you know" Remus hissed.
They all took their seats in the first class. The purebloods fascinated by all things muggle. A few other people were in first class with them. A old couple sat behind them both already sleeping. A snobbish looking man and woman with brown hair were all the way in front. They had a snobbish looking son around their age. He kept sneaking glances at all the girls that were with them, which happened to be 13 out of the 20 people.
Sirius's lady friend was an Irish pureblood by the name of Morgana Brown. She was a cousin of Lavender's. She was four years younger then Sirius and was a 5th year when he was thrown in Azkaban. She looked like Lavender except her eyes were blue instead of brown and her nose was a little smaller.
The trip went fine for the most part. Ron kept pushing the buttons above his head and got the stewardess right pissed off. They watched a movie on the plane. James Bond really fascinated the purebloods especially Ron who wouldn't shut up about it.
So with only several more delays(The Patil twins fascinated by the metal detectors kept walking underneath them. The security guards had to drag them away from it) they were on their way out of the airport. They rented three SUVs for the two weeks they would be in America.
Sirius had obviously put a lot of effort into this because from JFK International Airport they drove for several hours to a place called Southampton. It was a peaceful looking town with nice size houses.(Never actually been there...) Sirius had rented a big house by the beach. It had 6 bedrooms that they had to split for the 20 of them and two of them went to Remus and Michelle and Sirius and Morgana. So with 5 bedrooms and barely enough beds between the 18 of them it wasn't a pretty sight of who got which room.
So with much fighting and hexing Ron, Justin, Neville and Jake all got the room with the two pairs of bunk beds. Hermione, Ginny and Luna got a room with three regular sized beds. The Patil twins, Susan and Hannah picked a room with two queen-sized beds. Luisa and Tonks got the room with two regular beds. The last room had a pair of bunk beds and a regular bed which went to Blaise, Cassandra and Harry.
There was a fairly large sized living room with one of those connector couch thingies. (You know the ones where you can have them separate from each other on other sides of the room or side by side creating a longer couch. If you don't understand what I'm talking about then I'm sorry because I barely understand what I'm talking about.) There was a big screen plasma tv with a DVD player, stereo and surround sound.
Any muggle would be in paradise, Mr. Weasley would be in paradise but most of the group were simply curious about everything in the house. It came as a nasty shock when Cassandra turned the stereo volume on full blast by accident and then turning it on. She fell backwards from shock and Ron dived behind the couch screaming bloody murder. Parvarti burned herself on the stove. It seemed some of them took muggle studies but they were still fascinated by some of the appliances.
Sirius decided to order a couple of pizzas for dinner since they didn't have any food. They would go food shopping tomorrow while the kids went to the beach. They all enjoyed the pizza and Harry was going to try to persuade the house elves to make some for dinner a couple of times.
Soon the adults ordered the kids to go to bed. Well more like the adults told the kids to go to bed, the kids argued like hell but then the adults threatened to not take them to the Quidditch Cup which shut them up.
The next day Harry woke up and sat up rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He failed to suppress a yawn as he climbed out of bed. Stumbling over to where he put his suitcase, he tripped over one of the girls suitcases.
"Fucking wankers!" he yelled as he fell to the ground. A loud thud echoed throughout the room.
"What the hell?" Blaise said as she sat up in bed. She tried to get out of bed but got tangled up in the sheets and fell on top of Harry. Harry groaned in pain.
"Blaise you weigh 300 pounds get off of me!" Harry said.
Blaise got off of him. "I weigh 113 for your information" she said glaring at him.
"Whatever fatso" Harry muttered.
"Why you little!" Blaise shrieked as she started hitting Harry.
"Mad woman! Mad woman!" he yelled trying to get away.
"Children don't make me separate you" Cassandra muttered from the top bunk.
"My stomach hurts, my toe hurts, my head hurts and my balls hurt. Can you kiss them all to make them feel better Blaise?" he asked her innocently.
"Potter! I wouldn't kiss your balls if my life depended on it!" Blaise yelled.
The door opened and Sirius came stumbling in. "What's this about kissing Harry's balls?" he asked groggily. Harry sniggered into his hand.
"Nothing Sirius. No one is kissing my balls" he sniggered again.
"Alright then" he stumbled back out of the room.
Harry continued on his path to his suitcase.
"Potter you mind putting some clothes on?" Blaise asked. Harry looked down and saw that he was in his boxers.
"Yeah well if your damn suitcase wasn't in the way I'd have my clothes on by now" Harry told her over his shoulder. He pulled his suit case of the floor and placed it on the top of the dresser.
"When did you get tattoos?" Blaise asked him staring at the four tattoos on his back.
"Oh yeah I almost forgot about those" he said. He walked over to the floor length mirror and turned around. He looked at the werewolf, dog, stag and flower over his shoulder. "They are my guardians, my protectors. They try to make sure nothing bad ever happens to me whether they are in flesh or spirit." he told her.
Opening up his suitcase Harry got out some clothes for the day and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. When he was all finished, dressed and shaven Harry stepped out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen.
After a little while everyone was piled into the SUVs and they went to McDonald's for breakfast. When they finished the adults dropped the teenagers off at the house and went to go food shopping.
All the kids put on their bathing suits and ran down to the beach. Harry was heading straight for the water when he crashed into someone.
"Watch where you are going you little...." the female voice cut off. "Hello!"
"Uh sorry didn't see you" he said glancing down at the small blond in front of him.
"No problem at all" she said checking him out. "So you new around here? I think I'd remember you!"
"Oh yeah me and a bunch of friends are visiting from Britain" Harry told her anxious to get to the water. "Now if you excuse me I want to go swimming" he told her.
"What about me?" the girl asked.
"Well you could go in the water if you wanted to." Harry said confused.
"You can't blow me off like this. Do you know who I am?" she asked angered.
"Are you dumb or what? I'm from Britain baby, how the hell am I suppose to know who you are?" he asked her.
"I am Cynthia Joel!" she said. (I heard Billy Joel has a house there.... made up the daughter though. All I know is he has a house in the Hamptons and he makes good music) Harry stared blankly at her. "You know the daughter of Billy Joel" she said.
"Oh yeah! That bloke who sings and plays piano!" Harry said, recognition in his voice. "Well do you know who I am?" he asked her.
"No" she replied. "And I don't care. I am famous and have more money then you!" Cynthia said snootily.
"Well I'm Harry Potter, the bloody boy-who-lived so therefore I'm more famouser and richer then you now get the hell out of my way I want to go in the bloody water!" Harry snapped. He walked passed her and walked into the cold ocean.
None of the boys left the water until the grown-ups came down with lunch. The girls would go in occasionally but other then that they would sit out "tanning themselves." At least that is what they call it. Harry knew they were talking about boys and everything because when he walked passed them once he heard "Ok so we know Terry is the best looking boy in Hogwarts but did you see Harry's body?"
"Harry should definitely be first. I mean come on Terry is kind of skinny and we all know that Harry is second best looking and has the best body" 'Was that Lavender's voice?' he asked himself.
Harry blinked a couple of times when he heard that. 'What are they making a Hogwarts Hottest Guys list or something?' he wondered. When he was able to look close enough he realized he was right. 'Oh hell!' he exclaimed. When he got back in the water he told the guys what the girls were doing. They all agreed that at night they would sneak into the girls room and try to find that damn list.
Soon the day came to an end. Dinner was served courtesy of Michelle, because she was the only one who could cook a full course meal. Sirius insisted he could but Remus told them that the food tasted like dog food which was why Sirius thought it was so good.
Midnight found the boys in the majority of the boys room. They were sitting on the beds discussing the list.
"Who do you think has it?" Ron asked.
"No clue. We would have to check all the girls stuff" Harry said.
"Yeah but where do we look?" Jake questioned.
"Well we should check the bags that Hermione and Parvarti brought. Other then that I have no idea" Neville stated.
"I'll check the twins, Hannah's and Susan's room" Harry volunteered.
"Why don't you check your own room?" Justin asked. "You wouldn't really need an excuse to be in there or anything"
"Yeah but hello four girls two beds. This is definitely something I gotta see!" Harry said. The other guys chuckled and Harry ducked out of the room. He made a beeline right to the room he mentioned and looked inside. All the girls were sleeping, rather close to each other he noted. Not able to resist himself, being a hormonal teenager and all Harry pulled back the comforters of the beds.
His eyes were glued to the sight of the twins in nighties basically spooning each other. When his eyes rifted to the other bed he saw that Hannah was only wearing knickers and bras and Susan was wearing pajama bottoms and a tight t-shirt. So with about fifty photos from his ever handy photographic memory Harry continued his search.
He looked through everything he could. Their bags, suitcases, under the pillows and in the dressers. No luck so with a heavy heart and some happy gonads Harry returned to the boys room. He realized that he was the first one there so sat down and waited for the others. Ron came in with a frightened Jake behind him.
"This little bastard tried looking at Hermione" Ron said pointing at the terrified boy.
"Well it is not his fault! Basically all boys would check on a beautiful girl while she sleeps" Harry tried to explain.
"Would you?" Ron sapped.
"Well...." Harry wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. "I'm kidding! She is my fricking surrogated sister man" Harry said when Ron's face started to turn red.
After waiting a couple more minutes Justin and Neville came in. "We didn't find anything" Neville muttered.
"Yeah neither did I" Harry said.
"We didn't" Ron said.
"Yes I did!" Jake exclaimed.
"Why didn't you say anything!?"Ron said loudly.
"Because I was to busy trying to save my life" Jake stated. Ron's ear turned pink as he glowered. He pulled out a piece of folded looseleaf paper. Jake, always a one for dramatics, slowly unfolded the paper.
"Ahem! The Ladies List of Hogwarts Ten Hottest Guys of Last Year!" he proclaimed loudly. "Number 1! Most Eligible Bachelor in the World, Recent Winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile, 6th year Gryffindor and Gryffindor Seeker Mr. Harry James Potter! Handsome face and great body. Sweet, caring and any girls knight in shining armor!" When he finished Jake burst into laughter followed by the other guys, except Harry who was red as a tomato.
"Give me that!" Harry snatched the list. "Number 2! 6th year Ravenclaw Mr. Terry Boot! Best looking boy in Hogwarts, tall and thin. Intelligent, kind and perfect boyfriend material." Harry read. "Who come up with these descriptions?"
The other boys all shrugged their shoulders. "Any way, Number 3! Head Boy, 7th year Hufflepuff Michael Stebbins! Boyish good looks and a nice lean body. Responsible and loyal. I can't take this anymore" Harry said putting the paper down. Justin snatched it up.
"Number 4! 7th year Slytherin and Slytherin team Keeper Miles Bletchley....WHAT! Mysteriously handsome and burly. Witty and nice."
"The top four hottest guys are from each house you know" Neville pointed out.
"Whatever" Justin muttered. "Number 5...oh god this is a good one...6th year Gryffindor prefect and Gryffindor keeper Ronald Weasley!" Everyone started laughing except Ron whose ears turned red. "Cute, tall and husky. Funny, adorably dumb," everyone laughed again "and brave"
"Number 6! 5th year Ravenclaw prefect Derek Jones! Good-looking and fit. Charming and romantic"
"Let me read" Ron snatched the paper from Justin. "Number 7! 6th year Slytherin prefect Draco Malfoy...ok who drugged them?" he asked disgusted. "Cute and thin. Confident and spoiler"
"Bet you they had trouble finding his good qualities. Look it says he is confident and he spoils. What great qualities!" Harry said sarcastically.
"Number 8! 6th year Hufflepuff prefect Ernie Macmillan! Roguish good looks and tall. Sweet, kind and romantic. I'm sorry I can't read anymore!" Ron said. Neville picked up the paper.
"Number 9! 6th year Gryffindor and Gryffindor Beater Neville Longbottom! Wait a minute me?" Neville asked bewildered. "But I'm chubby!"
"Of course not Neville. Playing beater did good for your upper body and that running you do in the afternoons helped your lower one. Right now I'd say you had the body of a swimmer. Besides you are more confident now, girls like that" Harry told him.
"Alright, thanks Harry." Neville said gratefully. "Cute and fit. Shy and charming. Last one Number 10! 6th year Gryffindor Seamus Finnigan! Cute and husky. Cute-accent, witty and charming" Neville finished.
"You guys do know that was of last year right?" Harry asked. "Which means everyone probably moved up a rank or two and now more 6th years are on it"
"Who knew our year had such a good looking boys" Ron joked. "Here Jake, go put it back where you found it." Jake was about to leave the room when Ron called "Wait I'm coming with you. I don't trust you around Hermione!" Ron chased after Jake who sprinted from the room.
The rest of the week passed by quickly. They went to the beach everyday playing volleyball or enjoying the cold water. Harry tried to surf once but ended up smacking his face into the board when he fell off of it.
The day of the Quidditch match came to slow for Harry's opinion. They woke up early in the morning at around 3. Everyone was to tired to do anything except grunt and moan.
"Alright everyone I was able to get a special portkey for us." He held out a empty pizza box. "It will activate in 15 seconds. Everyone grab on!" Harry took hold of it and gave a heavy sigh. With so many people traveling on one portkey everyone was bound to get hurt.
He felt the tug behind his naval as the portkey activated. When they landed everyone managed to stay on their feet until Hermione grabbed onto Ron's arm when she fell. Ron was taken down with her and when he fell he bumped into Blaise's legs. Blaise crashed into Harry and they both stumbled backwards into Sirius. Sirius yelped in pain as two people collided with him and all three tumbled to the ground. They tumbled into Morgana who shoved into Remus as she fell. Remus took hold off Michelle's shoulder for support but ended up bringing her down with him. Since Tonks was holding onto Michelle and Neville to steady herself and Michelle fell those three went toppling down too. Neville rolled into Jake's legs when he fell and Jake basically tackled Ginny to the ground. They both fell into Parvarti who tripped into Padma. Padma collapsed onto Susan who knocked into Hannah. Hannah shrieked in surprise as she grabbed onto Justin bringing them both down. Cassandra stepped out of the way as Justin fell where she just stood.
"Idiots" she muttered under her breath. Everyone got up groaning in pain and glaring at Hermione.
"What?" she asked red in embarrassment
"Hey Blaise you mind getting off me?" Harry asked the black haired girl who was still resting on him. She quickly got off of him and Harry was able to push himself to his feet.
"Where from?" a Ministry official asked.
"3:23 AM from Southampton Long Island" Sirius said. The guy took the pizza box and threw it in a cardboard box with a bunch of others deactivated portkeys. "Check in over there" he said pointing to a stand.
The group walked over to the stand. "Hello, name please?" the woman in the stand asked.
"Black" Sirius replied.
"You have three spots booked." she brought out a map. "These three right here" she was pointing to three spots that were in an indent in the woods that ran along one side of the camp area. On the other side of the woods was another camping area and the Quidditch Pitch.
"That will be $50 sir" the woman replied.
"Uh...help" he whispered to Michelle. Michelle walked forward and started to count out the American money since she was the only one use to being in America.
"American money is different from the money they use in Britain and the wizarding world huh?" the woman asked.
"Yeah" Sirius replied. "Wait you are a witch?" he asked.
"Nope squid" she told him. "Have a good day"
Following Remus, who had the map, they wove their way through the various tents. They had to stop every couple of feet or so because people kept wanting to speak to Harry. Photographs were snapped, hands were shaken and reluctantly autographs were signed. A bunch of girls were even able to kiss him whether it the lips or the cheeks before running away squealing.
They finally arrived at the site. Sirius reached into his pocket and pulled out three little things. Placing the three things on the ground, Sirius muttered the charm to return them to their right size. Three tents appeared out of no where.
"This one," he said pointed to the small one on the left, "is for the boys. This one," he was pointing to the big one in the middle, "is for the girls. And the last one is for the adults"
Everyone nodded before heading into their tents. The boys tents was plain with 6 bedroom, each with queen sized beds. There was a small kitchen, a dining room and a living room.
When Harry looked in the other tents he saw that his and the adults were exactly the same and the girls had more bedroom then both of them. Since they had a couple more hours until the match actually started all the teenagers went for a walk. Except this time they tried to keep Harry hidden.
They walked pass a bunch of venders, buying a pair of omnioculars for those who didn't have any. While walking pass a red and blue colored tent a little boy of around 6 came running over to Harry.
"Mr. Harry Potter" the boy said in awe. "Can I please have your autograph Mr. Harry Potter" he held out Quidditch Times, the most famous Quidditch magazine. On the cover was Harry doing a complicating back flip-barrel roll type move while catching the snitch.
"Uh...sure kid. But it is Harry alright. No Mr. I'm only 17 after all. Um you are going to have to get me a quill and ink" the boy ran off into the tent they stopped in front of. A crash was heard from inside and then "Jason! You spilt ink everywhere!"
"But I need it for Harry to sign my magazine!" the boy protested.
"You get back here this instant young man!" the woman yelled. The little boy, Jason, came running back outside, covered in ink. He held out the inky quill to Harry. Grasping the quill in his hand Harry signed his name. When he returned the quill back to the little boy he wiped his hands on his robe.
"Jason! How many times must I tell you not to talk to strangers!" the woman said, stepping out of the tent.
"But it is Harry Potter ma!" the boy whined.
"Well bless my soul! Harry Potter...what an honor" the woman said. She grasped Harry hands and shook it vigorously. "Would it be alright if we could get a picture.?"
"I guess" Harry sighed. The woman ran inside and came out with a camera. She gave it to Justin and told him how to work it.
"Come here Jason" she said. The little boy ran to her and she picked him up, settling the little boy on her hip. She peered at his friends. "You're Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley right?" she asked.
"Uh yeah" Ron stuttered.
"Well come into the picture too! Oh my husband won't believe this! A picture with the Dream Team!"
When they were finally able to walk away Harry was muttering under his breath.
"Damn even in America we are famous!" Ron said happy with the attention he has been getting.
"Bloody Americans" Harry muttered under his breath. It seems that Voldemort had plans to spread his war to America but since he was defeated before it happened America didn't have to worry. They still cleaning up from a three year war with another Dark Lord
"You know I've noticed that there are too many Dark Lords and Ladies." Harry said. "Voldemort, Grindewald, Morgana le Fay, etc. etc."
"Yeah right pain in the asses they are" Ron said.
"You guys we gotta go!" Ginny said.
"Why?" Padma asked.
"The match starts in twenty minutes" Luna said dreamily.
"Fuck!" Harry and Ron yelled, running to their site.
"There you guys are! Hurry up everyone else has basically left!" They all went to the entrance to the pitch where a Auror was standing.
"Tickets" he asked in a deep voice. "Top Box. Follow me" he led them to an lift and they traveled high up. When the lift stopped and the doors opened has led them down a corridor. Several doors littered the walls, a couple of meters between each one. He led them to one of the doors and opened it. They were in a comfortable looking room with three rows of ten chairs. They were slightly higher then the highest goal post was.
The door opened and a man came in. He was sneering when he noticed who they were. "Zorry wrong room.: he turned to leave but then he noticed Harry. "Ah 'arry Potter. I had de pleasure" the man said the word pleasure with deep loathing "ov meeting vour fazzer"
"My what?" Harry asked.
"Your fazzer" the man said impatiently.
"My what?"
"Your fazzer. Vou know vour da!"
"Oh you mean fucking father."
"Yes fazzer, that is what I said" the man sneered.
"Jeeze I don't speak freaky-deaky dutch here!" Harry snapped. The man glared at him before leaving the room. Harry turned back to the field in front of him.
"Ladies and Gentlemen!" a magnified voice rang throughout the stadium. "Welcome to the match that decides which of these great teams wins the Quidditch Cup!"
There we go. Not as long as I would of liked it but long enough.
Chapter 3- You can expect the Quidditch match and that something wicked comes there way.
Chapter 4- You can expect my version of the Hogwarts founders and everything.
Chapter 5- You can expect a nice battle seen. Hint...Voldie is attacking a place he already has.