Harry spent the next little while searching for a place to live. He had
some trouble finding a place that he liked. He wanted to live in Diagon
Alley, but he found out very quickly that it was hard. While he still
didn't have a job, he still couldn't afford anything there. He tried to get
something nearby, but he still wanted to live in a wizarding area, and
there were none nearby.
He went downstairs one morning thinking he should just give up.
"Morning Harry." Said Sirius.
"I'm going to kill you and steal your house." Harry said, sitting down.
Sirius raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure that's entirely legal."
Harry laughed. "I've been looking for a place to live, and I can't find anything I like!"
Sirius laughed. "Harry, you've only been looking for a week. You don't need to worry about not finding a place to live. You should keep looking. Wizarding areas are all over London, I'm sure you can find one where you want to live- and that you can afford."
Harry smiled. "Thanks. But I'm still going to kill you."
Lupin laughed.
Harry went out again that day. Nothing. No house, no pad, no loft. It was getting farther into the summer, and Harry knew that if he wanted a good place to live, he would have to get a job, or he wouldn't be able to keep it.
He went to the Ministry to get a job. Really didn't get what he expected.
"Hello, I would like to apply for a job." He said to the guard at the front desk. The guard took his wand for a moment, and then gave it back.
"Go ahead. The applications office is on this floor, just down the hall. Room 117."
Harry nodded. "Thanks."
He walked down the hall and went into the room. A young witch was sitting behind a desk. "Good morning, sir. What are you applying for?"
Harry thought about it. "I'm not really sure."
The witch looked up and smiled. "Oh, Mr. Potter! I believe you have already had a job here, correct?"
Harry nodded.
"Alright..." She flipped through some papers. "Well, Mr. Potter, it seems that you did not have a proper title. The minister let you work with him and the Ministry Assistant, correct?"
Harry nodded.
"Well, I am afraid that we cannot offer you your previous job back. If you would like to apply for a new one, we can help you. I believe that you want to become an Auror, correct?"
Harry didn't even bother to ask how she knew. "Yes."
"Well, there is a training program for Aurors that you could apply for. We have not received your N.E.W.T. marks yet, but they are arriving tonight. You can apply today, if you wish, and we will check your grades tomorrow as part of the application."
Harry smiled. "That would be great."
"Well, to apply to be an Auror you must fill out an application and have the proper marks. After that, there is the schooling. You must be adept at Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, and some things which you did not study at school, such as Magical Disguise. The teaching usually takes two to three years."
Harry nodded. He could deal with that. "Is it full time? Or is it possible to have a job as well?"
The witch nodded. "You can hold a job while you are learning, but you might want to pick something that is not too strenuous."
Harry thanked her and left. Definitely not what he had planned, but definitely what he wanted.
When he got home, there was an owl waiting on his bed. "Hey, Pig." He said. Pig squeaked and flew quickly around the room. Harry laughed. "Slow down, I need to get your letter!"
Pig landed on Harry's shoulder, and he struggled the letter off of the owls leg.
Dear Harry:
How is your summer going? I got a job with Fred and George. They decided that they would let me have another chance at the store, and I'm looking at what I want to do. I still want to be an Auror, but I can't decide for sure until I get my marks. Once we apply, maybe we'll both get in! That would be great!
-Ron
P.S. Mum said she would love to have you come over this summer.
Harry sat down on his bed. "Are you going to wait for a response?" He asked pig, who hooted in response.
Dear Ron:
I applied to be an Auror just today. I haven't gotten my marks yet, but the witch at the Ministry said that she receives them anyway. Right now, I'm not really working, I'm just trying to find a place to live. I've been trying to get somewhere near Diagon Alley, but it's been hard. I'm really sorry, but I'm a bit busy to come to your house. I want to keep looking, and I want to find a job, because the witch at the Ministry said that I could still work while in school. Have you been to the Ministry for it yet? The witch said that there is two years of school, and a test, I think. Well, make sure you tell me when you come into London, so we can do something.
-Harry
He tied the letter to Pigs leg and watched the owl fly off.
Harry sat back down on the bed. The witch was getting his marks tonight, which meant that he probably would get them any time.
He went downstairs for dinner. When he got back, there was a Hogwarts owl waiting for him.
He took the letter, and the owl flew away.
Harry took a deep breath and opened the letter.
Dear Mr. Potter:
Congratulations on graduating from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Here are your grades for your N.E.W.T.s I sincerely hope you enjoyed you time at our school, and good luck with the rest of your career.
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Harry took another deep breath and unfolded the other piece of paper.
Astronomy: Exceeds Expectations History of Magic: Exceeds Expectations Potions: Outstanding Herbology: Exceeds Expectations Defence Against the Dark Arts: Outstanding Transfiguration: Outstanding Care of Magical Creatures: Exceeds Expectations Charms: Exceeds Expectations
(A/N: I cannot remember if there are any more classes that he takes. People are going to say Divination, but I had Harry quit that, so I think that's it. But there were so many more when he took his O.W.L.s, so if there are any I forgot, just say that he got Exceeds Expectations)
Harry laughed. He looked over them again. There must have been some mistake. There was no way these were his grades. Outstanding in Potions? That was impossible.
He ran downstairs to tell Sirius.
"Hey, Harry." said Lupin.
Harry grinned. "Look! Look at my grades!"
Lupin raised his eyebrows. "Harry, this is amazing. Some of the best wizards didn't get marks this good." He paused and looked at Harry. "Your father didn't get marks this good."
Harry smiled. "Cool."
"What's all the noise?" said Sirius, walking in and sitting across the table from Harry.
Harry grinned. "I did really well on my exams."
Lupin chuckled. "Sirius, he did better than well. He did amazingly."
Sirius reached out and took the paper. "Wow." He said.
Harry kept grinning. "Excuse me, I have to go tell everyone I know."
Sirius laughed, and Harry went upstairs to write to his friends.
The next day, he got an owl from the Ministry.
Dear Mr. Potter:
We would like to apologize on behalf of our applications office. We were wrong, there is a place at the Ministry of Magic for you, if you would like to work here. We would gladly offer you the job you carried out last summer, and over your Christmas holiday. If you would like to accept this job, at your original salary, please come to work on Monday. I know that you have applied to be an Auror, and we would be happy to have you work part time to make it work. It would be a pleasure having you on our staff!
C. Chang Ministry Assistant.
P.S. Harry- I'm sorry it's so formal. I had to. I pulled some strings, and the Minister really wants you to work here, so please come back. The truth is, it was more fun when you were here.
Harry laughed. "Nice." He said. It was Sunday, so he went downstairs and told Sirius, and went to bed.
He woke up early the next morning. He knew he didn't need to be up so early, but it seemed right to arrive at work early on his first day. He apparated into work at eight o'clock, an hour early.
Cho was already there when he got there. "Morning." He said.
She looked up. "Goodness, you're here early. I'm usually the only person here until at least nine o'clock."
Harry smiled. "Don't you have a life?"
Cho frowned. "That's very rude, Harry." She pointed to some papers. "Get to work on those papers. It's stuff about the election. Your job is to help me organize it. Right now, I need you to find places to have the voters go to, well, vote. I need about a hundred around the area."
Harry looked at her. "Err, Cho, what exactly is 'the area?'"
She smiled weakly. "England, France, Scotland, Ireland, and all of the Scandinavian/Norwegian areas. You know, Norway, Sweden, Switzerland, Greenland. Stuff like that."
Harry nodded. "Only a hundred?"
She nodded. "There aren't that many people, and to be able to vote, you have to be old enough to apparate. If you can't apparate, you have to find your own way."
Harry smiled. "Okay. I'll get right on it."
It didn't go as quickly as he hoped. It took almost a week to find places, get booths in, broadcast the places, and keep them safe from muggles. But finally, he was finished. Everything was ordered, so when the election happened in two weeks, they would be ready.
"The heavy campaigning starts soon, right?" Harry asked.
Cho laughed. "Harry, the heavy campaigning has been going on for quite a while."
He shrugged. "I haven't seen a newspaper in a month or two."
Cho laughed. "How do you survive?"
Harry grinned. "No idea."
Cho tossed him a newspaper, and he almost gasped. "Why did no one tell me?"
Cho looked up from her work. "What?"
"That Lupin is a candidate?" said Harry.
Cho shrugged. "I thought you knew. Besides," She blushed, "I wasn't really talking to you when it happened."
Harry smiled. "That's alright." He read the article. Lupin was running against a few other people, many of whom Harry did not want to win. "This is amazing. Dolores Umbridge, Remus Lupin, why isn't Fudge running?"
"He can't. His term is up." Cho said, not looking up.
Harry nodded slowly. He looked at the polls, and almost laughed. Out of about five front runners, Lupin wasn't doing that badly.
"This is great!" Said Harry.
Cho smiled. "He's really shown people that half breeds can be normal people too. Goodness knows, he's got all of their votes."
Harry nodded. "He's certainly got mine." He muttered.
Fourteen days to go.
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Shannon K. M: Ya, you notice that absolutely nothing happens between them in this chapter?
Indigal: that's not it. I'm too lazy to make a new title, a new summary... I'm just leaving it on this one. But I don't have anything to write about at the moment, so I'm really just killing time and space. Sorry it's boring.
Potter4prez: I'm thinking of having him be a teacher, actually. I was going to have him do the Auror thing, and then be a teacher at Hogwarts, and talk about his adventures back at school. He just can't leave Hogwarts!
Wytil: I don't really like the children stories. I find that everything wraps up too well. I like the stories where in the end, he gets the girl, but you never know if it actually works out. Do they marry? Do they break up? Do they have kids, or does something happen before hand? You get to decide for yourself. Besides, I hate having to make up that many new characters- I suck at it.
Thanks for reading, sorry it was so boring (though I liked it).
-unolimbo
He went downstairs one morning thinking he should just give up.
"Morning Harry." Said Sirius.
"I'm going to kill you and steal your house." Harry said, sitting down.
Sirius raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure that's entirely legal."
Harry laughed. "I've been looking for a place to live, and I can't find anything I like!"
Sirius laughed. "Harry, you've only been looking for a week. You don't need to worry about not finding a place to live. You should keep looking. Wizarding areas are all over London, I'm sure you can find one where you want to live- and that you can afford."
Harry smiled. "Thanks. But I'm still going to kill you."
Lupin laughed.
Harry went out again that day. Nothing. No house, no pad, no loft. It was getting farther into the summer, and Harry knew that if he wanted a good place to live, he would have to get a job, or he wouldn't be able to keep it.
He went to the Ministry to get a job. Really didn't get what he expected.
"Hello, I would like to apply for a job." He said to the guard at the front desk. The guard took his wand for a moment, and then gave it back.
"Go ahead. The applications office is on this floor, just down the hall. Room 117."
Harry nodded. "Thanks."
He walked down the hall and went into the room. A young witch was sitting behind a desk. "Good morning, sir. What are you applying for?"
Harry thought about it. "I'm not really sure."
The witch looked up and smiled. "Oh, Mr. Potter! I believe you have already had a job here, correct?"
Harry nodded.
"Alright..." She flipped through some papers. "Well, Mr. Potter, it seems that you did not have a proper title. The minister let you work with him and the Ministry Assistant, correct?"
Harry nodded.
"Well, I am afraid that we cannot offer you your previous job back. If you would like to apply for a new one, we can help you. I believe that you want to become an Auror, correct?"
Harry didn't even bother to ask how she knew. "Yes."
"Well, there is a training program for Aurors that you could apply for. We have not received your N.E.W.T. marks yet, but they are arriving tonight. You can apply today, if you wish, and we will check your grades tomorrow as part of the application."
Harry smiled. "That would be great."
"Well, to apply to be an Auror you must fill out an application and have the proper marks. After that, there is the schooling. You must be adept at Potions, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, and some things which you did not study at school, such as Magical Disguise. The teaching usually takes two to three years."
Harry nodded. He could deal with that. "Is it full time? Or is it possible to have a job as well?"
The witch nodded. "You can hold a job while you are learning, but you might want to pick something that is not too strenuous."
Harry thanked her and left. Definitely not what he had planned, but definitely what he wanted.
When he got home, there was an owl waiting on his bed. "Hey, Pig." He said. Pig squeaked and flew quickly around the room. Harry laughed. "Slow down, I need to get your letter!"
Pig landed on Harry's shoulder, and he struggled the letter off of the owls leg.
Dear Harry:
How is your summer going? I got a job with Fred and George. They decided that they would let me have another chance at the store, and I'm looking at what I want to do. I still want to be an Auror, but I can't decide for sure until I get my marks. Once we apply, maybe we'll both get in! That would be great!
-Ron
P.S. Mum said she would love to have you come over this summer.
Harry sat down on his bed. "Are you going to wait for a response?" He asked pig, who hooted in response.
Dear Ron:
I applied to be an Auror just today. I haven't gotten my marks yet, but the witch at the Ministry said that she receives them anyway. Right now, I'm not really working, I'm just trying to find a place to live. I've been trying to get somewhere near Diagon Alley, but it's been hard. I'm really sorry, but I'm a bit busy to come to your house. I want to keep looking, and I want to find a job, because the witch at the Ministry said that I could still work while in school. Have you been to the Ministry for it yet? The witch said that there is two years of school, and a test, I think. Well, make sure you tell me when you come into London, so we can do something.
-Harry
He tied the letter to Pigs leg and watched the owl fly off.
Harry sat back down on the bed. The witch was getting his marks tonight, which meant that he probably would get them any time.
He went downstairs for dinner. When he got back, there was a Hogwarts owl waiting for him.
He took the letter, and the owl flew away.
Harry took a deep breath and opened the letter.
Dear Mr. Potter:
Congratulations on graduating from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Here are your grades for your N.E.W.T.s I sincerely hope you enjoyed you time at our school, and good luck with the rest of your career.
Minerva McGonagall Deputy Headmistress Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Harry took another deep breath and unfolded the other piece of paper.
Astronomy: Exceeds Expectations History of Magic: Exceeds Expectations Potions: Outstanding Herbology: Exceeds Expectations Defence Against the Dark Arts: Outstanding Transfiguration: Outstanding Care of Magical Creatures: Exceeds Expectations Charms: Exceeds Expectations
(A/N: I cannot remember if there are any more classes that he takes. People are going to say Divination, but I had Harry quit that, so I think that's it. But there were so many more when he took his O.W.L.s, so if there are any I forgot, just say that he got Exceeds Expectations)
Harry laughed. He looked over them again. There must have been some mistake. There was no way these were his grades. Outstanding in Potions? That was impossible.
He ran downstairs to tell Sirius.
"Hey, Harry." said Lupin.
Harry grinned. "Look! Look at my grades!"
Lupin raised his eyebrows. "Harry, this is amazing. Some of the best wizards didn't get marks this good." He paused and looked at Harry. "Your father didn't get marks this good."
Harry smiled. "Cool."
"What's all the noise?" said Sirius, walking in and sitting across the table from Harry.
Harry grinned. "I did really well on my exams."
Lupin chuckled. "Sirius, he did better than well. He did amazingly."
Sirius reached out and took the paper. "Wow." He said.
Harry kept grinning. "Excuse me, I have to go tell everyone I know."
Sirius laughed, and Harry went upstairs to write to his friends.
The next day, he got an owl from the Ministry.
Dear Mr. Potter:
We would like to apologize on behalf of our applications office. We were wrong, there is a place at the Ministry of Magic for you, if you would like to work here. We would gladly offer you the job you carried out last summer, and over your Christmas holiday. If you would like to accept this job, at your original salary, please come to work on Monday. I know that you have applied to be an Auror, and we would be happy to have you work part time to make it work. It would be a pleasure having you on our staff!
C. Chang Ministry Assistant.
P.S. Harry- I'm sorry it's so formal. I had to. I pulled some strings, and the Minister really wants you to work here, so please come back. The truth is, it was more fun when you were here.
Harry laughed. "Nice." He said. It was Sunday, so he went downstairs and told Sirius, and went to bed.
He woke up early the next morning. He knew he didn't need to be up so early, but it seemed right to arrive at work early on his first day. He apparated into work at eight o'clock, an hour early.
Cho was already there when he got there. "Morning." He said.
She looked up. "Goodness, you're here early. I'm usually the only person here until at least nine o'clock."
Harry smiled. "Don't you have a life?"
Cho frowned. "That's very rude, Harry." She pointed to some papers. "Get to work on those papers. It's stuff about the election. Your job is to help me organize it. Right now, I need you to find places to have the voters go to, well, vote. I need about a hundred around the area."
Harry looked at her. "Err, Cho, what exactly is 'the area?'"
She smiled weakly. "England, France, Scotland, Ireland, and all of the Scandinavian/Norwegian areas. You know, Norway, Sweden, Switzerland, Greenland. Stuff like that."
Harry nodded. "Only a hundred?"
She nodded. "There aren't that many people, and to be able to vote, you have to be old enough to apparate. If you can't apparate, you have to find your own way."
Harry smiled. "Okay. I'll get right on it."
It didn't go as quickly as he hoped. It took almost a week to find places, get booths in, broadcast the places, and keep them safe from muggles. But finally, he was finished. Everything was ordered, so when the election happened in two weeks, they would be ready.
"The heavy campaigning starts soon, right?" Harry asked.
Cho laughed. "Harry, the heavy campaigning has been going on for quite a while."
He shrugged. "I haven't seen a newspaper in a month or two."
Cho laughed. "How do you survive?"
Harry grinned. "No idea."
Cho tossed him a newspaper, and he almost gasped. "Why did no one tell me?"
Cho looked up from her work. "What?"
"That Lupin is a candidate?" said Harry.
Cho shrugged. "I thought you knew. Besides," She blushed, "I wasn't really talking to you when it happened."
Harry smiled. "That's alright." He read the article. Lupin was running against a few other people, many of whom Harry did not want to win. "This is amazing. Dolores Umbridge, Remus Lupin, why isn't Fudge running?"
"He can't. His term is up." Cho said, not looking up.
Harry nodded slowly. He looked at the polls, and almost laughed. Out of about five front runners, Lupin wasn't doing that badly.
"This is great!" Said Harry.
Cho smiled. "He's really shown people that half breeds can be normal people too. Goodness knows, he's got all of their votes."
Harry nodded. "He's certainly got mine." He muttered.
Fourteen days to go.
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Shannon K. M: Ya, you notice that absolutely nothing happens between them in this chapter?
Indigal: that's not it. I'm too lazy to make a new title, a new summary... I'm just leaving it on this one. But I don't have anything to write about at the moment, so I'm really just killing time and space. Sorry it's boring.
Potter4prez: I'm thinking of having him be a teacher, actually. I was going to have him do the Auror thing, and then be a teacher at Hogwarts, and talk about his adventures back at school. He just can't leave Hogwarts!
Wytil: I don't really like the children stories. I find that everything wraps up too well. I like the stories where in the end, he gets the girl, but you never know if it actually works out. Do they marry? Do they break up? Do they have kids, or does something happen before hand? You get to decide for yourself. Besides, I hate having to make up that many new characters- I suck at it.
Thanks for reading, sorry it was so boring (though I liked it).
-unolimbo