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Uh. I'll repost the chapter soon because there is a small mistake in chapter 5 the World cup is on the 20th of May not September. Sorry.
On with the show.(
Once Harry had snapped out of his trance he excused himself from the shop.
"Right," he muttered. "Victory Field here I come."
He closed his eyes and tried to imagine the field. He tried to block out all the bodies and blood from the images and concentrated on the layout and environment. With I 'pop' he apparated.
When he opened his eyes he noticed that he was in some sort of jungle.
* The great Harry Potter strikes again * He thought bitterly. " I just hope my magic isn't that rusty. *
He looked around and to his relief spotted brightly coloured tents in a clearly around 800 meters ahead. He started to make his way towards it when he heard voices behind the trees to his right.
* Anyone out here has to be here for no good. I should check it out.*
He drew his 'wand' and made his way towards the voices.
".ing to pay for that McDonnell. No one's going to find you here, I think would like to have a little bit of fun." the boy laughed and a cried of pain was heard.
Harry had heard enough. He got out from behind the bushes.
"Back off!" he demanded.
"Who's going to make me?" the boy sneered and his three friends tried to copy. " Who are you?"
" Your worst nightmare.now back off Slytherins!" he commanded.
The boys didn't moved to Harry waved his wand pretending to mutter something, sending them flying back and landing on the grass meters away.
The boy had fear in his eyes and slowly got up and ran away, seeing their leader give up the other three followed. Harry made sure they had gone then went over to the boy on the ground who seemed to have fainted.
"Enervate (Spelling)" he muttered as he looked over the boys injuries. He only seemed to have two gashing cuts and a bruised forearm.
" Hey, can you hear me?" he asked as kindly as possible. The boy nodded but soon stopped.
" Okay, just stay still, I'm going to lay you down on the ground so I can heal you properly.
Making sure the boys eyes were closed he placed his hands over the cuts and muttered a few words. Then he did the same for the bruise on his arm.
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Graham picked a fight with me today. He brought his three 'bodyguards' with him and pulled me into the forest, I tried to fight but they threw me on the ground and kicked me in the arm. I tripped one of them up and Graham was mad enough to kill. The next thing I remember was pain, then a voice, and a man that I had never heard before. He seemed to say something or do something to make them leave; he called them Slytherins so he must have gone to Hogwarts. The next thing I remember is a warm heat over where it hurt and the man wearing green robes with a hooded cloak telling me I was fine now. He helped me to stand and asked my name.
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"I . I'm Andrew." The boy stuttered.
"H.James" said Harry as he looked Andrew over. " You okay now?" he asked.
" Yeah, thanks." He said examining himself.
They started to make their way towards the tents when Andrew tumbled and Harry caught him.
"You sure you're fine?" Harry asked, as Andrew steadied himself. "I would take it easy for a while."
Andrew smiled. "Of course I'm fine, I wouldn't miss the world cup for the world!" he exclaimed.
Harry smiled. " Do you play Quidditch?" He asked trying to make conversation until they got out of the forest and found his parents.
"Yeah!" Exclaimed Andrew, "I'm on the Griffindor team at Hogwarts. Chaser. Were you on a team when you were there?"
"What makes you think I went there?" asked Harry in a worried voice.
"You called Graham a Slytherin." Said Andrew simply.
* Damn Potter, good move. *
"Uh. yeah. I was a seeker." He stated smiling a bit remembering the feeling of flying on a broom. "But I haven't flown in years."
"Were you any good?" the boy asked.
Harry smiled again, we had the best team ever, we won the cup three times while I was on the team."
"Wow!" said Andrew.
Before he could ask any questions Harry decided that this was getting too close of comfort and put his guard up asking Andrew a question first.
"So where are your parents?" He asked.
" O . I dunno. around there I guess." He pointed towards a group of wizards, most who Harry remembered as ministry members.
* Damn, just my luck, saving the kid who's family is involved in the ministry. Knowing my wonderful luck he'll turn up to be one of my friends. *
Harry pulled his hood up over his face again and motioned for Andrew to follow him.
They walked for a minute or two until Andrew suddenly said:
"There they are, MUM! DAD!" he called over the crowd and rushed towards them.
*Phew I don't know them. must be new. *
" There you are Andrew! We were getting so worried!" and they started to fuss over him. After a while Andrew stopped them.
"I'm fine mum. Thanks to James over here." He indicated at me and I nodded at them keeping my hood firmly up.
With that Andrew started to tell them what happened, when he finished, both parents looked up at me with great respect.
"Thank-you for saving him." Whispered his mother and Harry nodded again.
"If there's anything I can ever do for you. just let me know." Said his father. Harry smiled, it was barely visible from under the hood but his father caught it and smiled back.
Just then a foghorn sounded from a distance and his father said:
" We better get going. come along James, walk with us. Unless of course you came with someone."
Harry shook his head.
"So who's your favourite team?" asked Andrew.
"I . uh. don't really have the time to follow Quidditch." He lied.
"O." he looked slightly put out, " Well my favourite is Knighting Town. Do you want a chocolate frog?" he asked.
Harry smiled again and excepted the chocolate.
* How do they do it? They barely know me and yet we're talking like I've known him forever, they have trust me even if I don't them. *
Andrew started talking again about Quidditch and Harry half listened as he looked around his lost world.
Then he glanced down at the chocolate frog card he had gotten and choked on the chocolate in his mouth as well as stopped in the middle of his tracks.
"Are you okay?" asked Andrew.
"I.I.I'm fine.I.I just uh." and he handed the chocolate card over to Andrew who read the back.
HARRY POTTER 1986- 2004 (?) THE MOST FAMOUS WIZARD OF MODERN TIMES, HARRY POTTER IS MOST COMMOMLY KNOWN FOR HIS DEFEAT OF THE DARKEST WIZARD TO DATE: TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE (A.K.A. LORD VOLDEMORTE) AT THE AGE OF 17. HE IS NOW MISSING PRESUMED DIED BY THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC. 23rd MAY IS NOW CALLED 'LIGHT DAY' OR 'HARRY POTTER DAY'
"Wow! You got Harry Potter! These are really rare!" exclaimed Andrew. " You have all the luck!"
* If only you knew the half of it kid.* thought Harry.
They started walking again. " So. where are you sitting James." Asked Andrews father.
Harry looked up startled. " To be truthfully I haven't really looked at my ticket yet." he started digging in his pocket. " Uh.row 45b seat 78." He read off.
Andrew's dad smiled. " Why don't you join us in the top box? It's the least we can do for saving Andrew."
Harry tried to politely refuse but just then a magnified voice announced:
"The Minister of Magic, Roger McDonnell and his lovely wife Marie along with their son Andrew."
There was applause, and as it settled down the Minister stopped waving and noticed Harry's shocked face. Harry had no moved since the announcement and just stood there.
"You didn't know." The Minister more stated then asked. Harry nodded. "You saved my son even though you thought that he was just a normal boy, maybe even with poor parents and that maybe there would be no reward."
Harry turned to the Minister and said in a firm voice. "I saved him because he was in trouble, he was in danger, I would have done the same to any other person in this world." The minister was a bit shocked because he had thought Harry would have been in it for the money or fame, he didn't say anything and Harry continued. "I don't want fame or fortunes, I just want to watch this match and be on my way, I never planned for this to happen."
Harry nodded to the minister and started to leave but he caught his hand.
"James, I . I underestimated you. Please, join us in the top box, my offer still stands."
* Great great great great great. what the heck have I gotten myself into! I saved the minister's son! It'll be on the front page of the daily prophet first thing tomorrow! But how can I .got it! *
"Sir, I will accept your offer and I must ask for your favour that you promised now."
"Of course, what can I do for you?"
"Don't tell anyone who saved your son, never mention my name to the newspapers, don't describe me in any way, try to forget that I ever existed at the end of this match? Can you do that?"
"Is that all?"
"Can you do it?"
"Of course, I must admit it does strike me as strange but if that is what you what. I will do so."
" Thank-you minister," Harry nodded and Andrew led them up to the top box.
" The order will be here soon," He smiled, " I'll introduce you."
"The order of what?" asked Harry, his head snapped to attention.
"Of the phoenix of course! Now I bet you never." He was cut off.
" How many of them?" asked Harry dreading the answer.
"Why all of them who are still living of course that's why this match sold out so quickly. They usually are in such secrecy but today they will come out in the open, I bet that."
Harry did not here the rest.
* The order! Here! Today? Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Lavender, Dean, Cho, Roger, everyone! How the.? Why? I've done with my destiny, why does fate do this to me! How can I . *
He was cut off.
"Here they come." Whispered the minister as people entered in bright red robes.
Harry gulped.
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Uh. I'll repost the chapter soon because there is a small mistake in chapter 5 the World cup is on the 20th of May not September. Sorry.
On with the show.(
Once Harry had snapped out of his trance he excused himself from the shop.
"Right," he muttered. "Victory Field here I come."
He closed his eyes and tried to imagine the field. He tried to block out all the bodies and blood from the images and concentrated on the layout and environment. With I 'pop' he apparated.
When he opened his eyes he noticed that he was in some sort of jungle.
* The great Harry Potter strikes again * He thought bitterly. " I just hope my magic isn't that rusty. *
He looked around and to his relief spotted brightly coloured tents in a clearly around 800 meters ahead. He started to make his way towards it when he heard voices behind the trees to his right.
* Anyone out here has to be here for no good. I should check it out.*
He drew his 'wand' and made his way towards the voices.
".ing to pay for that McDonnell. No one's going to find you here, I think would like to have a little bit of fun." the boy laughed and a cried of pain was heard.
Harry had heard enough. He got out from behind the bushes.
"Back off!" he demanded.
"Who's going to make me?" the boy sneered and his three friends tried to copy. " Who are you?"
" Your worst nightmare.now back off Slytherins!" he commanded.
The boys didn't moved to Harry waved his wand pretending to mutter something, sending them flying back and landing on the grass meters away.
The boy had fear in his eyes and slowly got up and ran away, seeing their leader give up the other three followed. Harry made sure they had gone then went over to the boy on the ground who seemed to have fainted.
"Enervate (Spelling)" he muttered as he looked over the boys injuries. He only seemed to have two gashing cuts and a bruised forearm.
" Hey, can you hear me?" he asked as kindly as possible. The boy nodded but soon stopped.
" Okay, just stay still, I'm going to lay you down on the ground so I can heal you properly.
Making sure the boys eyes were closed he placed his hands over the cuts and muttered a few words. Then he did the same for the bruise on his arm.
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Graham picked a fight with me today. He brought his three 'bodyguards' with him and pulled me into the forest, I tried to fight but they threw me on the ground and kicked me in the arm. I tripped one of them up and Graham was mad enough to kill. The next thing I remember was pain, then a voice, and a man that I had never heard before. He seemed to say something or do something to make them leave; he called them Slytherins so he must have gone to Hogwarts. The next thing I remember is a warm heat over where it hurt and the man wearing green robes with a hooded cloak telling me I was fine now. He helped me to stand and asked my name.
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"I . I'm Andrew." The boy stuttered.
"H.James" said Harry as he looked Andrew over. " You okay now?" he asked.
" Yeah, thanks." He said examining himself.
They started to make their way towards the tents when Andrew tumbled and Harry caught him.
"You sure you're fine?" Harry asked, as Andrew steadied himself. "I would take it easy for a while."
Andrew smiled. "Of course I'm fine, I wouldn't miss the world cup for the world!" he exclaimed.
Harry smiled. " Do you play Quidditch?" He asked trying to make conversation until they got out of the forest and found his parents.
"Yeah!" Exclaimed Andrew, "I'm on the Griffindor team at Hogwarts. Chaser. Were you on a team when you were there?"
"What makes you think I went there?" asked Harry in a worried voice.
"You called Graham a Slytherin." Said Andrew simply.
* Damn Potter, good move. *
"Uh. yeah. I was a seeker." He stated smiling a bit remembering the feeling of flying on a broom. "But I haven't flown in years."
"Were you any good?" the boy asked.
Harry smiled again, we had the best team ever, we won the cup three times while I was on the team."
"Wow!" said Andrew.
Before he could ask any questions Harry decided that this was getting too close of comfort and put his guard up asking Andrew a question first.
"So where are your parents?" He asked.
" O . I dunno. around there I guess." He pointed towards a group of wizards, most who Harry remembered as ministry members.
* Damn, just my luck, saving the kid who's family is involved in the ministry. Knowing my wonderful luck he'll turn up to be one of my friends. *
Harry pulled his hood up over his face again and motioned for Andrew to follow him.
They walked for a minute or two until Andrew suddenly said:
"There they are, MUM! DAD!" he called over the crowd and rushed towards them.
*Phew I don't know them. must be new. *
" There you are Andrew! We were getting so worried!" and they started to fuss over him. After a while Andrew stopped them.
"I'm fine mum. Thanks to James over here." He indicated at me and I nodded at them keeping my hood firmly up.
With that Andrew started to tell them what happened, when he finished, both parents looked up at me with great respect.
"Thank-you for saving him." Whispered his mother and Harry nodded again.
"If there's anything I can ever do for you. just let me know." Said his father. Harry smiled, it was barely visible from under the hood but his father caught it and smiled back.
Just then a foghorn sounded from a distance and his father said:
" We better get going. come along James, walk with us. Unless of course you came with someone."
Harry shook his head.
"So who's your favourite team?" asked Andrew.
"I . uh. don't really have the time to follow Quidditch." He lied.
"O." he looked slightly put out, " Well my favourite is Knighting Town. Do you want a chocolate frog?" he asked.
Harry smiled again and excepted the chocolate.
* How do they do it? They barely know me and yet we're talking like I've known him forever, they have trust me even if I don't them. *
Andrew started talking again about Quidditch and Harry half listened as he looked around his lost world.
Then he glanced down at the chocolate frog card he had gotten and choked on the chocolate in his mouth as well as stopped in the middle of his tracks.
"Are you okay?" asked Andrew.
"I.I.I'm fine.I.I just uh." and he handed the chocolate card over to Andrew who read the back.
HARRY POTTER 1986- 2004 (?) THE MOST FAMOUS WIZARD OF MODERN TIMES, HARRY POTTER IS MOST COMMOMLY KNOWN FOR HIS DEFEAT OF THE DARKEST WIZARD TO DATE: TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE (A.K.A. LORD VOLDEMORTE) AT THE AGE OF 17. HE IS NOW MISSING PRESUMED DIED BY THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC. 23rd MAY IS NOW CALLED 'LIGHT DAY' OR 'HARRY POTTER DAY'
"Wow! You got Harry Potter! These are really rare!" exclaimed Andrew. " You have all the luck!"
* If only you knew the half of it kid.* thought Harry.
They started walking again. " So. where are you sitting James." Asked Andrews father.
Harry looked up startled. " To be truthfully I haven't really looked at my ticket yet." he started digging in his pocket. " Uh.row 45b seat 78." He read off.
Andrew's dad smiled. " Why don't you join us in the top box? It's the least we can do for saving Andrew."
Harry tried to politely refuse but just then a magnified voice announced:
"The Minister of Magic, Roger McDonnell and his lovely wife Marie along with their son Andrew."
There was applause, and as it settled down the Minister stopped waving and noticed Harry's shocked face. Harry had no moved since the announcement and just stood there.
"You didn't know." The Minister more stated then asked. Harry nodded. "You saved my son even though you thought that he was just a normal boy, maybe even with poor parents and that maybe there would be no reward."
Harry turned to the Minister and said in a firm voice. "I saved him because he was in trouble, he was in danger, I would have done the same to any other person in this world." The minister was a bit shocked because he had thought Harry would have been in it for the money or fame, he didn't say anything and Harry continued. "I don't want fame or fortunes, I just want to watch this match and be on my way, I never planned for this to happen."
Harry nodded to the minister and started to leave but he caught his hand.
"James, I . I underestimated you. Please, join us in the top box, my offer still stands."
* Great great great great great. what the heck have I gotten myself into! I saved the minister's son! It'll be on the front page of the daily prophet first thing tomorrow! But how can I .got it! *
"Sir, I will accept your offer and I must ask for your favour that you promised now."
"Of course, what can I do for you?"
"Don't tell anyone who saved your son, never mention my name to the newspapers, don't describe me in any way, try to forget that I ever existed at the end of this match? Can you do that?"
"Is that all?"
"Can you do it?"
"Of course, I must admit it does strike me as strange but if that is what you what. I will do so."
" Thank-you minister," Harry nodded and Andrew led them up to the top box.
" The order will be here soon," He smiled, " I'll introduce you."
"The order of what?" asked Harry, his head snapped to attention.
"Of the phoenix of course! Now I bet you never." He was cut off.
" How many of them?" asked Harry dreading the answer.
"Why all of them who are still living of course that's why this match sold out so quickly. They usually are in such secrecy but today they will come out in the open, I bet that."
Harry did not here the rest.
* The order! Here! Today? Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Lavender, Dean, Cho, Roger, everyone! How the.? Why? I've done with my destiny, why does fate do this to me! How can I . *
He was cut off.
"Here they come." Whispered the minister as people entered in bright red robes.
Harry gulped.
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A/N: is this a good cliff-hanger? How did you like it? REVIEW! I need reviews to write. no flames please but I do love all the others! Come-on guys I need regular customers writing reviews REGULARLY! Please please please please please please please???!!!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!?!?!??!????!?!!!!?!?!??!?- Luv U all- ROXY