Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I am writing this fanfiction for my own amusement and make no profit, all recognizable characters in this story are the property of J.K Rowling, Scholastic, Warner Brothers, etc.
AN: Every once in a while I suggest a song that would go well with a chapter, for this chapter that song is'Centerfold" by:The J. Geils Band, you'll figure out why pretty quickly.
AN:I know Sirius didn't know about the R.o.R in canon according to book five but Harry doesn't know Dobby in this story so I figured I would put that AU tag to good use.
Great Hall, Hogwarts, 12/3/1997, 17:38
Harry stepped into the great hall, he was running a bit late for dinner as he had been in the library for the past few hours finishing up his Transfiguration essay and had lost track of time.
For the past two days, all people were talking about was the articles in yesterday morning's paper and he had been getting a bit tired of the conversation.
This morning at breakfast Dumbledore had announced that the real Alastor Moody had been discovered in his trunk and was currently being treated in the hospital wing.
Not long after this announcement, the students had been treated to watching half a dozen howlers arrive at the staff table as angry parents vented their spleen on the headmaster. The most notable howler was sent by Madam Longbottom whose son and daughter-in-law were in the long term care ward because of Barty Crouch Jr and his cohorts attacking Longbottom Hall a week after the fall of Voldemort.
Harry quickly crossed the hall and made his way towards his usual seat at the Hufflepuff table noticing the absence of Cedric at the table.
Harry took his seat and began filling his plate before turning to Hannah Abbott who was sitting a few seats down chatting with Susan and asked.
"Abbott, where is Diggory?"
"He went to have a chat with Ron about how he should act at the Yule Ball," Hannah huffed.
"Don't make that face, you'll be grateful he did this when Weasley doesn't embarrass you at the ball," Harry chastised.
"He still treats me like I'm ten," Hannah snapped.
"You still wear your hair in pigtails," Harry pointed out.
"They look cute," Hannah defended.
"On a ten-year-old, though there is a muggle joke about a blond with pigtails...
" What's the joke?" Hannah asked looking at him curiously.
"It's kind of dirty," Harry warned.
"I don't care just tell me," Hannah urged.
"Fine, what do you call a blond with pigtails?" Harry asked with a grin.
"I don't know what?" Hannah asked innocently.
"If you tell her, I will put bubotuber pus in your underwear drawer," Susan threatened shooting Harry a warning look.
"No, I want to know, tell me!" Hannah demanded.
"Alright but it's completely crass," Susan sighed before she leaned in and whispered the answer in Hannah's ear.
"That's disgusting!" Hannah exclaimed looking scandalized, her cheeks turning a bright pink colour.
"I didn't write the joke," Harry defended.
"Whatever, you're still a pig," Susan huffed before taking a drink of juice.
"Alright let's change the subject then, word from the gossips is that you and William were spotted coming out of the broom closet on the third floor," Harry said causing Bones to violently cough into her pumpkin juice.
"Where did you hear that?" Susan demanded.
"A little bird told me and judging by the cute red blush on your face I would guess that it's true," Harry smirked.
"Whether it's true or not is none of your business," Susan hissed.
"I leave you alone for five minutes and you have already enraged little Bones," Cedric chuckled as he took his usual seat looking to be in a good mood.
"I take it your task was successful?" Harry asked in amusement as he looked over at Cedric.
"Yes, though talking to that chap is absolutely tedious," Cedric sighed.
"I know, he visited our house the summer before last and all he did was talk about quidditch, eat, and stare at my mum," Harry Snorted.
"Can't blame him for the last one, I would love to be your new stepfather," Cedric grinned.
"Well, where the hell is my allowance then?" Harry demanded.
"Harry my boy, it is time for you to get a job and stop mooching off your mother and me," Cedric said pompously.
"You two are ridiculous," Susan cut in while Hannah giggled to her left.
"Can it, Bones," Harry said dismissively.
"Come on Hannah, we need to go collect something from the greenhouses," Susan said as she got up from her seat shooting Harry a dark look as she dragged Hannah out of the hall.
"Oooh, are we really going to put that stuff in his underwear?" Harry heard Hannah ask before the two girls were out of earshot
"What stuff in whose underwear?" Cedric asked looking alarmed.
"Bubotuber puss and I think she plans to put it in my underwear," Harry said with a shrug.
"And this doesn't concern you?" Cedric asked looking at Harry as if he had gone around the twist.
"Nope, I happen to know that the bubotubers have all been squeezed already and won't swell again until March," Harry smirked.
"So you're going to bet your bits that Susan Bones, who has been known to be friendly with that terrifying little Greengrass girl, will not be able to acquire bubotuber pus?" Cedric asked looking sceptical.
"When you put it like that, perhaps I had better set up some wards on my trunk," Harry said suddenly not feeling as confident as he was a moment ago.
"That's more like it, so where have you been all afternoon?" Cedric asked.
"The library finishing the essay on facial Transfiguration for McGonagall," Harry said after swallowing his bite of roast beef.
"That one was brutal, I did most of it in my free period this morning," Cedric bragged.
"It was, did you hear the Hogsmeade weekend was cancelled," Harry asked having no interest in talking about Transfiguration after spending two hours on that essay.
"Yep, it was one of the topics we went over in the prefect meeting last night," Cedric scowled looking very put out.
"We can still use the tunnels for party supplies," Harry said surprised at Cedric's unhappy expression.
"I had planned on taking Katie there on a date," Cedric sighed.
"I am starting to think you're the one who likes to go to Puddifoot's," Harry smirked.
"What do you have against Puddifoot's? The tea is good and the girls go with you expecting a good snogging!" Cedric asked while he refilled his plate.
"That place is revolting, I took Marly-Anne Prosser there in fourth year and got stuck sitting next to Ollie Wood and his date. The bastard was practically dry humping the poor girl, it really killed my mood. And when I say right beside me, I mean they were literally right beside me, like if I swung my elbows slightly I could have bumped into them! Why the bloody hell are those tables so damn close together anyway?" Harry ranted.
"You were only upset because his date was Heidi Macavoy," Cedric pointed out helpfully.
"That was no way to treat a lady," Harry mumbled.
"From what I read on the stall in the fourth-floor loo, she was a bit of a nympho," Cedric grinned.
"So you believe that somebody actually buggered her in that stall?" Harry asked incredulously.
"Well it does say Heidi Macavoy got buggered in this stall," Cedric pointed out.
"Anyone could have written that," Harry protested.
"It looked like it was written in her handwriting," Cedric shrugged.
"Whoever wrote that used a handwriting copy spell," Harry argued stubbornly.
"Right, I can see you're still nursing that crush so I will help you take off those rose-tinted glasses," Cedric said with a resigned sigh as he dug into his bag and pulled out a yellow manilla envelope and Handed it to Harry.
"What's this?" Harry asked suspiciously
"Hopefully the end of your delusions, it's getting painful to listen to, just open it," Cedric said as gently as possible.
Curiously Harry opened the envelope and pulled out this month's release ofPlay Wizard.Harry froze when he saw the cover, Heidi Macavoy was laying on her stomach facing the camera, it appeared she was laying on a locker room bench and from the Tutshill Tornadoes emblem on the wall behind her, Harry would guess the photo was taken in theTutshill TornadoesLocker room.
The camera angle was looking down on her slightly giving him a great view of her body. Heidi was propped up on her elbows with her chin resting on her hands, and her back was arched emphasizing her well-shaped bum.
Heidi was looking sultrily into the camera batting her heavily lidded deep brown eyes and running her tongue sensually over her kissable pink lips, her long curly strawberry blond hair was draped off to one side of her head flowing over her right shoulder. All she was wearing was herTutshill TornadoesJersey that barely covered her tight bubble butt, Harry couldn't help but stare at her long smooth legs that were bent up behind her, idly he noticed she was swinging her bare feet up and down causing the muscles in her legs to visibly tighten with her movements.
Harry was in shock as he read the blurb underneath her picture,'Heidi Macavoy, Tornadoes reserve chaser, Hottie of the Pitch December 1997'
Harry held the magazine under the table and scanned the table of contents for the section with Heidi though one other article on the list did catch his eye,'Nymphadora Tonks, Naughty Auror of the year 1997... pg. 31' and made a note to come back to that later. Finally, he found Heidi's article was on page forty-one.
Harry quickly turned to the correct page and was surprised to find it was the centrefold page, Harry unfolded it to see Heidi was laying on her back in the middle of a quidditch pitch tossing a quaffle in the air, she was completely nude proudly displaying her D-cup breasts, Harry watched mesmerised as her breasts bounced every time she threw the quaffle upward. Harry's eyes roamed down her body admiring her tight toned stomach and hairless mound before they roamed down to her luscious thighs.
"Still think she's a lady?" Cedric asked pulling Harry from staring at Heidi's picture.
"My angel is a centrefold," Harry said dumbly attempting to hand the magazine back to Cedric.
"Go ahead and keep that," Cedric said looking highly amused.
"I can't believe she posed forPlay Wizard," Harry muttered quietly as he put the magazine back into the envelope and slid it into his bag.
"Yeah it was a good spread though, did you see she shaves her cauldron?" Cedric asked with a lecherous grin.
"I did, though most witches do nowadays," Harry said as he moodily ate his dinner.
"Fawcett doesn't," Cedric grinned.
"I've heard, Stebbins is always bragging," Harry snorted.
"Just wait until you see the article about Tonks, she can arrest me anytime," Cedric said dreamily.
"I just wish I could see Sirius' face when he finds that article, he has a monthly subscription you know," Harry grinned
"Good evening 'arry," Fleur Delacour's voice cut into their conversation.
"Hello Fleur," Harry said looking up at the French champion.
"I was wondering if I could ask you for a favour?" Fleur asked as she took a seat across from them.
"What is it?" Harry asked warily.
"I need a place to practice my duelling but zere is nowhere with enough space besides ze grounds and it is starting to snow," Fleur said looking at him hopefully.
"You duel?" Harry asked looking at her in interest.
"Oui, I am ze captain of ze duelling club at Beauxbaton," Fleur said proudly.
"I may know of a place but you have to let me join you," Harry said.
"Very well, now show me ze room," Fleur demanded sounding almost impatient.
"Let me finish my dinner," Harry said finding her impatience very amusing
"Zen 'urry up," Fleur exclaimed irritably.
"I'm almost done," Harry snorted as he quickly finished his mashed potatoes.
"Alright you have stuffed your face, now take me to zis room," Fleur commanded.
"Fine, let me go grab my little brother real quick and we can go," Harry said as he got up and wandered over to the Gryffindor table where Will and his friends were sitting.
"Will I need you to come with me for a bit," Harry said without preamble.
"What for?" Will asked looking up from his dessert.
"I'll explain on the way," Harry said.
"Fine, I'll meet you two at the common room," Will said as he looked at Ron and Hermione who were both watching their conversation with interest.
"Alright, be careful both of you," Hermione said glancing over at Harry.
"I'm always careful, he's the trouble magnet," Harry grinned before leading Will over to where Cedric and Fleur were waiting by the door.
"Diggory are you tagging along?" Harry grinned.
"Figured I might as well," Cedric shrugged.
"You just want to see Delacour all... sweaty," Harry smirked making Will snort from beside him.
"Veela do not sweat, now show me where zis room is," Fleur huffed.
"So where are we going?" Will asked as Harry began leading the group up the main staircase.
"I am showing Fleur a place to practice duelling, I figured with recent developments you might want to sharpen your own skills," Harry said looking at Will pointedly
"What skills, they don't teach anything close to duelling here," Will grumbled.
"Then watch the pretty French princess and copy what she does," Harry shrugged
"Oh you zink I'm a pretty princess, would you care to duel wiz me?" Fleur asked innocently.
"Not until you can defeat my champion," Harry said as they stepped off of the staircase onto the seventh floor.
"Who is your champion?" Will asked in amusement.
"Sir Cedric of Diggory, the champion's champion," Harry said matter of factly.
"I don't think so, I'm a lover, not a fighter," Cedric protested
"According to zat Chang girl you are not much of a lover eizzer, somzing about finishing too early," Fleur pointed out causing Harry and Will to roar in laughter.
"That was one time!" Cedric exclaimed as the group arrived in front of a tapestry depicting a barmy wizard trying to teach trolls to tapdance and getting beaten over the head with their clubs for his trouble.
Harry began pacing back and forth in front of the stretch of wall across from the tapestry much to the confusion of the rest of the group, on the third pass a large oak door appeared in the wall.
Harry had stumbled across this room in his third year, he had been out after hours and was trying to ditch Filch after he had run into Mrs Norris. At the time the room had appeared as a smaller version of the Ravenclaw common room and he had ended up falling asleep there that night. For the rest of the year, he could never find the room again, finally, he had gotten frustrated and asked Sirius if he knew anything about it.
Fortunately, the old Marauder did know about the room having found it during his sixth year. Sirius had explained what the room was, and how to access it. According to his godfather, the room could take the form of almost anything he wanted it to, there were very few limitations to what the room could create (minus the five exceptions to Gamp's law of elemental transfiguration).
This is where Harry had been going to brew his revenge potions for the last few years as it could easily create a fully-stocked professional-grade potions lab. It was also quite useful if he wanted to take a girl somewhere... intimate.
For some reason, the Marauders could never get it to show up on the map, Sirius suspected that this had something to do with the magic of the room making it unplottable or something along those lines.
Harry stepped forward and pushed the door open before gesturing for the others to step inside.
"Where did you find this place?" Cedric demanded.
"I found it by accident in my third year," Harry said distractedly as he gazed around at the room's current configuration.
The room had taken the form of one big fifty-foot diameter circular chamber with a high vaulted ceiling, making it look like they were inside a large tower. The floor was made of a strange material that seemed soft almost like a mattress though when Harry walked across the room to look out the huge windows his feet didn't sink into the padding or slow his movements, looking closely he saw the walls were covered in the same material. The entire room was an off white colour that was easy on the eyes and there was a large steel chandelier overhead bathing the room in flickered orange light.
"Zis will work perfectly, zough I just wish there were some training dummies to practice on," Fleur said looking around the room.
"Not a problem," Harry said thoughtfully as he concentrated on standard auror training dummies.
Harry grinned when five dummies appeared against the far wall with a soft whooshing sound. The dummies looked like animated wooden mannequins, they all held a wand in their hand (it varied between their left and right hands) and were wearing plain black robes with blank featureless faces.
"Oh zese will be perfect," Fleur exclaimed as she shot a stunner at the dummy on the far right who sidestepped her spell before returning fire, shooting a jet of blue light that hit a surprised William in the chest.
"I take it they are just casting light?" Harry asked when nothing happened to his little brother.
"Oui, they are enchanted to cast coloured light to simulate a duel but cannot cast any actual magic," Fleur explained as the dummy she had activated stepped away from the wall and began casting fake spells at her that she sidestepped with ease.
The three boys watched enraptured as Fleur seemed to dance and weave through the room, nimbly avoiding the coloured light coming at her while she returned fire, her movements speeding up the longer this went on. The dummy seemed to match her movements speeding up as she did so that it almost looked like she was duelling herself.
"That is so hot," Cedric whispered from Harry's right
"Yeah, you should tell her that you think so," Harry muttered back as his eyes never left Fleur as she seemed to be really getting into her stride.
"We should talk mum into taking us to France if all the birds look like that," Will whispered in awe his eyes glued to the French champion, her tight blue Beauxbaton robes were stretching over her sizeable chest as she swung her arms, the hem of her skirt was riding up whenever she took a step.
"Agreed," Harry muttered as a blue spell flew from Fleur's wand and struck the dummy blasting it into the padded wall.
"Are you three just going to watch me?" Fleur asked as she unbuttoned her school robes.
Harry thought William was going to faint when she opened her outer robes revealing she was wearing Beauxbaton blue spandex shorts and a mid-drift tank top underneath her school robes.
All three of the males gaped as she took off her robes and tossed them towards the wall. The athletic shorts barely qualified as shorts at all, looking more like underwear and ended just below where her thighs met her bum. The tank top was also very short, ending just below her well-endowed chest and stretched so tightly it looked as if it where painted on her.
Harry couldn't help but stare for a moment, if there was one word that would describe Fleur it would be, Flawless. Her long straight platinum silvery blonde was put up in a ponytail, revealing a long graceful neck. Her azure blue eyes seemed to sparkle in the flickering light of the chandelier.
Harry's gaze roamed her body, she was tall for a girl standing at around five-eight and had a perfect hourglass figure with a slim waist and wide hips. Fleur was very fit, her stomach was tight and toned with the slightest hint of a six-pack. Harry noticed she had a blue sapphire navel piercing that matched her studded earrings, the blue of the gems was striking against her porcelain skin tone. Her legs were flawless and had just the slightest hint of muscle tone yet they still looked so soft and smooth, Harry longed to run his hands over them.
"Are you staring at moi, monsieur Potter?" Fleur asked a smug smile playing on her full red lips revealing her perfectly straight pearly white teeth.
"W-what? N-no, I was just wondering if that was the standard workout uniform at Beauxbaton," Harry stuttered out trying to sound casual and failing miserably.
"No zey are not, zese are a little shorter, do you like zem, 'arry?" Fleur asked her tone sending shivers up Harry's spine.
"Alright now you're just fucking with me, we came up here to practice duelling," Harry said gruffly getting control of himself and earning a smirk from the French champion.
"Oui, at least you 'ave some self-control," Fleur giggled as she glanced over at Cedric and Will who were both staring at her with stupid expressions on their faces.
"Well my brother is still a bit young so you should probably cut him some slack," Harry said thoughtfully.
"And Cedric?" Fleur asked as she bent down and touched the toes of her high heeled shoes earning matching groans from all three of the males in the room.
"H-he's old enough to know better," Harry said breathily as he couldn't help but glance at her perfect bum stretching her spandex shorts.
"Whoa," Cedric muttered out loud, his eyes shamelessly glued to Fleur's backside.
Fleur straightened back up and kicked off her shoes before she walked barefoot to the center of the room and began stretching her arms over her head making her back arch sexily, this had the added affect of emphasizing her breasts as they stretched the fabric of her top.
"Right, Will go pick yourself a dummy and start practicing with it," Harry said as he elbowed his brother whose eyes were glued to Fleur's perfectly formed posterior.
"What? O-oh right sure," Will said distractedly as he slid his outer robes off so that he was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a plain white tee-shirt and wandered over to the dummies every once in a while he would glance back at Fleur.
"Monsieur Diggory would you like to spar wiz moi?" Fleur asked innocently but Harry could see a glint in her eye that didn't bode well for his hapless friend.
If Harry were a good friend he would bring Cedric to his senses and stop what was about to happen to his best mate. The Hufflepuff code almost demanded that he talk Cedric out of a 'friendly' duel with the blonde he had just been shamelessly ogling. Sadly at this moment Harry was not following the Hufflepuff motto and was eagerly awaiting the show.
Harry bumped Cedric pulling him from his daze.
"Wha's up mate?" Cedric asked distractedly.
"Fleur asked if you want to play with her," Harry said giving Cedric a sympathetic look.
"Y-yeah, I would love to play with her," Cedric said eagerly.
"Good, zen let's get started," Fleur grinned as Harry quickly got out of the line of fire.
"You might want to draw your wand," Harry suggested helpfully as a purple spell flew past Cedric's ear.
The incoming spell brought Cedric back to reality and he just barely dodged Fleur's next spell as he fumbled to draw his wand.
Harry glanced over at his brother and was disappointed at the speed he was fighting with his dummy, it was bad enough that William was verbally casting his spells, that was understandable as the skill wasn't taught until the sixth year. No, what gave Harry pause was the fact that after his brother would cast a spell, he would then stand there waiting for his opponent's return spell.
'No that would not do at all,' Harry thought grimly as he shucked off his outer robes and drew his wand. It was time to teach his little brother a lesson.
Gryffindor Common Room, Hogwarts, 12/3/1997, 22:37
William walked tenderly through the portrait hole and made his way over to where Ron and Hermione were sitting.
They both looked up when they heard him approach looking alarmed at his dishevelled appearance.
"Whoa what happened to you mate," Ron asked as Will plopped onto the couch.
"And where are your robes?" Hermione asked.
"Harry happened and I must have left my robes in the training room," William sighed tiredly.
"Harry did this to you?" Hermione exclaimed looking alarmed.
"Yes, I was practising on a training dummy and he said that I wasn't taking it seriously so he started throwing hexes at me," William growled.
"Wait what training room?" Ron asked putting down hisQuidditch Quarterly.
"From what I gathered, Delacour asked Harry to show her a room so that she could practice her duelling. Harry dragged me and Diggory along and took us to this massive duelling room," Will explained.
"The Beauxbaton champion was there?!" Hermione asked sharply.
"Yeah, you should have seen the outfit she practices in, mate," Will said giving Ron a meaningful look.
"Really," Ron asked curiously.
"Yeah, she was wearing these spandex shor-
"I don't care what she was wearing, what was she doing there?" Hermione demanded, cutting Will off.
"Like I said she was practising her duelling, I think Harry wants me to start practising too," Will said trying to calm his agitated best friend.
"So Harry just started throwing hexes at you?" Ron exclaimed.
"Yeah, he said waiting for my opponent to cast a spell was stupid and started casting spells at me," Will admitted.
"What spell was he using?" Hermione asked with interest.
"Punching hexes I think, he wasn't saying the spells out loud so I can't be sure. Whatever spell it was, I don't think he was putting much power into them but they still hit pretty hard," Will muttered.
"What about the veela, what was she doing?" Ron asked eagerly.
"Duelling Diggory... poor bloke," Will said trying to hold back his laughter.
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.
"She kept hitting him with stinging hexes, then after she disarmed him she cast this spell on him that gave him a weird skin tone, he actually glitters when light hits him," Will sniggered.
"Lovegood is going to love this!" Ron guffawed.
"Yeah, apparently there is no counter to the spell so he's stuck like that for a week," William snorted.
"Can we go check out this room?" Hermione asked looking at William.
"I don't really know how it works, Harry literally made it appear out of thin air," William admitted.
"Maybe you can talk him into showing you the room," Ron suggested to Hermione.
"I suppose I could try," Hermione said nervously.
"I imagine you wouldn't be the first girl he's taken there," Will smirked causing his friend to blush at the implications.
"Oi, he's not going to take Hermione there for that," Ron exclaimed looking put out at the thought.
"No, Hermione's not that kind of girl anyway," Will said trying to calm his best mate.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Hermione demanded.
"Well, I just mean that you're not interested in snogging and whatnot," Will said delicately.
"Unless it's with a book," Ron snorted causing Hermione's eyes to narrow dangerously.
"I'll show you that I'm not just a bookworm!" Hermione snapped before she got up from her seat and stormed up the staircase to the girl's dorms.
"Huh, I believe you may have made things worse," Will sighed.
"I wouldn't worry about it, she's always getting her knickers in a twist over something, she'll be back to normal in the morning," Ron shrugged.
"I hope you're right mate," William said as he got up and walked to his room.
"Me too," Ron muttered before he got up and followed William.
Great Hall, Hogwarts, 12/4/1997, 09:05
Harry grinned when he entered the hall and saw That Cedric's hands and face were glittering like diamonds in the sunlight filtering in from the high windows.
"Good morning, Diggory," Harry said cheerfully.
"What's good about it," Cedric scowled.
"Well I am sure that you just made that little Ravenclaw's day," Harry said indicating Luna Lovegood who kept looking at Cedric before writing furiously on a piece of parchment.
"Yes I have been catching hell all morning for this bloody curse," Cedric sighed.
"So was ogling Delacour worth it?" Harry asked as he filled a bowl with some porridge.
"Yep, that had to be the sexiest thing I have ever seen in my life," Cedric shrugged.
Harry looked around to make sure he wasn't being overheard, before turning back to Cedric and nodding, "Agreed, I've never seen a woman that gorgeous in my life," Harry admitted.
"Wonder what happened to those two, good lord I think that's Bones!" Cedric exclaimed as he looked toward the doors leading into the hall.
"I believe it is, she must have triggered the wards on my trunk," Harry smirked as he got a good look at Susan who was now sporting bright green hair, vibrant orange skin, and white eyebrows. She looked fit to be tied and was currently making a beeline for him and Cedric.
"Oh, she looks really pissed," Cedric sniggered.
"Alright Potter, I can't get this to come off!" Susan exclaimed when she got within ten feet of where he and Cedric were seated.
"So why are you bringing this to me?" Harry smirked.
"Because your trunk did this to me," Susan growled.
"Oh, it isn't nice to go through other people's things," Harry scolded in a mocking tone.
"Just take it off or I'm telling Auntie Amy," Susan threatened.
"I can't take it off, you have to sing the incantation to cancel the spell," Harry grinned.
"What is the incantation?" Susan demanded irritably as Hannah came up beside her also sporting the same green hair (in pigtails) and orange skin, looking absolutely murderous.
"Hold on, I have it somewhere in my bag," Harry said while digging through his schoolbag and finding the slip of parchment with the lyrics he wished the girls to sing before pulling it out.
Harry was grinning widely as he handed the slip to Susan whose features bounced between horrified and enraged when she read what was written on the parchment.
"You can't be serious?!" Susan exclaimed incredulously.
"I'm not, that is my godfather. Now you have to sing this loudly while focusing on the intent to cancel the changes to your hair and skin," Harry explained making Cedric snort in amusement.
"This had better work", Susan growled.
" I promise it will, Harry said as his wand slipped into his hand under the table.
"Alright," Susan said in a defeated tone.
Harry subtly flicked his wand in the girl's direction altering their voices as they prepared to sing.
"Oh yes, before I forget, you need a tune," Harry said cheerfully as he pulled a red howler envelope out of his bag and tapped it with his wand making a tune familiar to most of the muggleborns in the school blare from the envelope.
"Begin," Harry commanded and listened gleefully as they began to sing in high squeaky voices.
*Oompa Loompa doompety doo
I've got a perfect puzzle for you
Oompa Loompa doompety dee
If you are wise you'll listen to me.
Both of the girl's eyes widened when they heard their voices followed by the laughter of the students who were watching their performance.
"Come on, if you don't sing it all at once the spell won't break," Harry grinned.
Both girls glared at him before they sang the next verse.
What do you get when you go in my trunk, putting in a paste that will swell up my junk?
I don't like the look of it.
Who are you to try and prank me?
Harry is the master don't you agree?
I don't like the look of it
Oompa Loompa doompety da
If you're not vengeful you will go far.
You will live in happiness too
Like the Oompa Loompa Doompety do.
The hall broke out in raucous applause when they finished their song, most of the students (especially the muggle-born) were laughing, and even the staff seemed amused.
Hannah looked at Susan and shrieked, " The spell didn't go away!" Which was hilarious in the squeaky elf voice Harry had given her.
"Oh, right hold on," Harry said as he pointed his wand at the two of them and said, " finite incantatem."
Harry watched as their features quickly changed back to normal much to the relief of both girls before Susan narrowed her eyes at him.
"There was no reason for us to sing, was there!?" Susan asked in a voice dripping with rage.
"Of course there was, you helped introduce your pureblood peers to the joys of muggle cinema," Harry smirked.
"I am so telling Auntie Amy about this!" Susan hissed.
"Don't bother I will send her the memory myself," Harry smirked after taking a bite of his porridge.
"This is not over," Susan said before turning on her heel and marching over to the Gryffindor table followed by a red-faced Hannah.
"That was genius, but you know Bones will seek revenge for you embarrassing her," Cedric warned.
"Shut it sparkles," Harry said as he continued to eat his breakfast.
Harry's basking in the feeling of a well-executed prank was interrupted by a tap on his shoulder.
Turning to his right he saw Hermione standing there looking at him nervously.
"Hey Hermione, what's up?" Harry asked.
"I was wondering if you would show me that room you practised in," Hermione asked softly.
"Sure, Are Will and Ron coming?" Harry asked curiously
"No, I-I was h-hoping it could just be the two of us," Hermione stuttered out.
"Yeah okay I'll show it to you after dinner," Harry shrugged.
"Thanks," Hermione said before she walked back to the Gryffindor table
"I think she plans on putting the moves on you," Cedric smirked.
"I highly doubt that," Harry said dismissively as he went back to his. breakfast.
AN: I hijacked the Oompa Loompa song from the original Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory movie.