H P Boy who lives Year 7- Summer
Chapter 9
Fun at last
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Ok now that they have finally reached their destination our witches and wizards can finally have some fun for a change. How will Draco handle fun? Does Harry even know what that is? Well read on and see for yourself.
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Harry Apparated on the patio where Fred and George were sitting in patio chairs waiting for his return. They did not look the least bit happy to see him. An ornery Crookshanks was sitting in Fred's lap.
Fred narrowed his eyes at his 'little brother' and began to crack his knuckles one at a time. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't knock some sense into that thick skull of yours! Draco is bad news you of all people know that!" He snarled.
George twirled the wand in his hand with two fingers. "Well 'little brother' we are waiting for an answer and we had better like what we hear. Calling a truce with a git like Malfoy is insane."
Harry looked at the twins not even wary that one of them had their wand out and pointed at him. "You want an answer well here goes. I do not want another Voldemort to rise. I never wish to kill another wizard. I'm tired of a pointless war that would have ended up with another Dark Lord. He and I shook on it, my hand was bleeding at the time, and Draco doesn't have a mark, brand, or anything on his palm. If in fact Draco could not have been able to turn to our side my blood would have branded him like a hot poker." He took a deep calming breath before continuing. "Ginny is right. He does have the Black family blood flowing in his veins. Uncle Sirius didn't turn to the dark ways and Draco needs this chance to do the same."
"So you're betting all the galleons on the fact that your blood brands Dark wizards?" Fred frowned.
"I don't know Harry he could still turn on you when you least expect it. How can you be sure that he's on the up and up?" George put his wand away.
"Draco changed his name from Draco Lucius Malfoy to Draco Sirius Black. My Uncle is arranging it for him and he did this all by his own choice."
The twins were all ears listening now.
"The old Sorting hat and Uncle Albus took him out of Slytherin and he is now a Gryffindor."
"No blooming way! This is unreal!" The twins were floored by this news.
Harry took a letter out of his pocket and tossed it at them. "Read this letter. I have others, but Ginny has them at the moment."
"Here take Crookshanks." Fred tossed the cat into Harry's arms.
"Don't throw him like that! He isn't a plush animal!" Harry caught the cat in his arms and immediately began to pet him as not to get scratched up by his razor sharp claws. "Easy there boy they didn't mean it."
Crooks growled and hissed at the twins.
"Blimey I would never have believed that this was possible!" They read the letter three times.
"Oh there's more than that big brothers." Ginny, Draco, and Hermione were walking up the patio steps.
"Beaky is tucked in for the night. He loves his new stall." Hermione yawned.
"Thanks angel." Harry put an arm around her waist. "Ginny the boys need to see the rest of the letters."
"Why? Were the clueless gits giving you a hard time?" Ginny narrowed her eyes down at her brothers. "Read it and weep." She tossed the letters down at them.
"I just want to add that I was an ass all these years and I'm sorry for anything that I might, have said or done to either of you." Draco eyed them warily.
All will thrive and live happily
When these four continue their family trees
Four hearts unite and bond,
Two enemies will become great friends
Two best friends will become more
One house loses one and one gains another
A family tree dies out, while another is reborn
Centuries of peace will thrive across the land
As Leo, has rightfully returned to the HBP'S hand.
The twins read the prophecy aloud and then looked up at the four of them.
"I reckon its time for us to go talk to mum about all of this. I don't think she'd like it if she read it in The Prophet tomorrow." Fred pocketed the letters in his jeans pocket.
"All right then welcome to the fold Draco Black." George arched a brow at Draco. "Just don't think for a second that us two won't be watching you." With that said the two disapparated from the patio.
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Draco's trunks were sitting by patio table and there was a wicker basket sitting on top of them.
"I'm tired let's get his things inside and then turn in." Hermione yawned hugely. "Come here Crooks." She held out her arms to her cat, but he didn't go to her, he leaped into Draco's unsuspecting arms.
Draco stared down at the ginger cat and it stared intently at him. "Hermione is he half kneazle or something?"
"I don't really know. You see I got him from Magical Menagerie store third year, but they never mentioned that he could be half kneazle. That could explain his actions towards various people though." Hermione mused.
Draco walked over to his trunks and flipped open the lid of the wicker basket out popped the head of a strange looking kitten. "I guess this is the reason I asked. Isis is a kneazle. Uncle Severus brought her to me after last term ended. He said that Professor Dumbledore thought I might need a companion. She's only a kitten and she hated the summerhouse. She doesn't like dark magic." He reached down and picked up Isis with his other hand.
The kitten was large; she had Carmel colored fur that was peppered with black spots. Her enormous eyes were the color of golden amber. She had rather large outsized ears and a lion like tail. She looked around at her surroundings with interest and mewed at Crooks.
Crooks meowed back and began to purr contently in Draco's arms.
"She's the most adorable kitten I've ever seen." Ginny was in love with Isis. "Can I hold her?" She asked Draco.
"Sure Gin you can hold her. It looks like Crookshanks likes her well enough." Draco set Isis in Gin's arms. "He seems to like me as well." The cat was purring up a storm.
"Well if Crooks gave you the thumbs up then you really are on the way to being a good wizard." Harry grinned. "He can't stand a Dark wizard that's why he chased Wormtail around all the time."
"Ron's rat really was Wormtail? So that was all true as well?" Draco yawned the day was beginning to catch up with him.
"Harry James, Hermione Anne, Ginny, and Draco!" Mattie shouted from the main house. "Its 1am now get in here and let's get you settled into bed!"
"That's Harry's and my former nanny. She's my twin sibling's nanny now...anyway she is also a witch and its best to do as she says." Hermione headed towards the house.
"Let's go Ginny. I think the boys can handle Draco's stuff."
"Uh Hermione I thought your parents were dentists?" Draco eyed the huge main house and his surroundings.
"My godparents are Dentists, but they are also..." Wills walked over from the Guesthouse. "His cousins."
Draco turned to look at Wills and couldn't believe his eyes. The next in line to the throne of England was walking up to him in a pair of gray sweats and bare feet. "Is that?"
"William Windsor and you must be Draco." Wills shook his hand then turned to arch a brow at the other three. "It's past your bedtimes isn't it kiddies?"
"Wills is a pain in the royal ass." Hermione growled.
"Did she just call the prince of England an ass?" Draco stared at Hermione in shock.
"Yeah, she does that quite often and I tend to earn it. Now you boys take a trunk, I'll take the other one, and the ladies can carry that wicker basket. Uh what was in that anyway?" Wills looked into the empty basket.
"Isis isn't she the cutest kitten." Ginny held up the kitten so Wills could get a good look.
"She looks like she's part lion or something." Wills took in Isis's appearance.
"She's a kneazle it's a wizarding cat. Crookshanks is part Kneazle to." Hermione explained.
"Interesting well let's get you kiddies all tucked in shall we." Wills took the handle of one trunk and easily pulled it towards the house.
Ginny followed him she was clearing enjoying her view. After all it wasn't everyday that you got to see Wills shirtless, in sweats, and bare feet.
"I told you that he was a royal pain in the ass. Kiddies I tell you." Hermione picked up the basket and stalked towards the house.
"Draco you take one end and I'll take the other. Our rooms are on the third floor." Harry grabbed onto the handle on one side of the trunk.
"She sure does get grouchy when she's tired doesn't she." Draco took the other handle of the trunk and they took it inside.
"Draco you haven't seen anything yet. Just think she's Head Girl this year." Harry yawned. "Although her pet project is being considered by the Ministry and she's happy about its success."
"Pet project as in?" Draco stopped at the first landing and looked at him.
"SPEW." Harry and Draco hefted the trunk up to the next landing.
"SPEW? I thought that was a joke. What does it stand for again?"
"Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare and word of warning do not call it spew or she'll flame your ass." Harry and Draco made it to the third floor.
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Wills had left Draco's trunk in front of a set of doors.
"Then the House Elf Act is actually coming to be because of Hermione's pet project?" Draco yawned again as he opened the doors to what would be his room for the next two weeks.
The first room was an entertainment room complete with entertainment center and HDTV. There was a comfy Mediterranean green overstuffed couch to sit and watch TV or one of the dozens of DVD's on the shelves. The walls were done in similar colors and there were dragon statues and paintings on the walls. In the sleeping area was a huge king-sized four-poster with linens and pillows of the same colors with Dragons embroidered on the top duvet. There was a full bath and doors that led out to the terrace.
"Now this is my kind of room not a snake in sight. My parents liked the serpent decor and to be honest I wasn't really too fond of it myself." Draco turned to look at Harry. "What's your room like? I bet that it's in the colors of Gryffindor."
"To be honest I haven't really looked yet." Harry liked Draco's room it really suited him. "I would think that it would be similar to this one."
"Well don't just stand there let's go check it out." Draco pushed him out of his room and towards the last set of doors down the hallway. "It seems that you're in the tower on this side of the manor. Ah ha look at the lion symbol of Gryffindor." He pointed to the crest on the door.
Harry opened the doors to his room. Draco was right his rooms had a Gryffindor theme. It was decorated in various shades of reds and gold's. The first room while similar to Draco's had a study area where his laptop computer was all set up. An entertainment area where his various game systems were all set up and waiting to be played on the entertainment system, and he too had a comfy scarlet colored couch. "They set up everything that we bought on our shopping spree." He was very happy with his room at least so far.
"They seem to be making up for lost time." Draco looked at the various books and DVD's on the shelves. "Is this a joke? He held up two movies that were titled Harry Potter and the Philosopher's stone and The Chamber of Secrets.
"I wish. You see some Scottish woman by the name of JK Rowling is doing a whole series of books on my life at Hogwarts and they're even doing movies on them." Harry rolled his eyes. "See those books right there next to them, it's the set of books, and next to that are the audio disks of the books. Fred and George were up here watching them on the DVD player, it might still be in there." Harry picked up the remote and hit play.
"Now let's see if I can find a scene with us in it. After all this is the Chamber of Secrets DVD." He used the scene option and hit the play button. "Here's one where we're dueling."
"That is an invasion of our privacy! We should sue her!" Draco was not happy about this new information.
"Yeah, I thought about that, but then you can't sue her without outing our entire world." He changed the scene to Ginny, the Basilisk, Tom Riddle, and himself. "Yeah, that brings back such happy memories." Harry muttered darkly.
"I have to read these. Ginny looks half dead...and you... You pulled the sword out of the hat and killed that thing!" Draco took the books from the shelf.
"That thing nearly killed both of us. Sure go ahead knock yourself out enjoy them it looks like I have more than one set in here." Harry hit stop on the player. Then looked into his sleeping area it was massive. In one corner there was an spiral staircase that lead up to the top of the tower, in the center was a king-sized four-poster bed with linens in gold's and reds. The Gryffindor lion embroidered on the duvet. There was also a full bathroom complete with walk in closet containing all of his stuff. Which Mattie had put away and hung up in the various built in shelves and drawers.
"So do you like your room kiddo?" Sirius was wide-awake in his portrait.
"Uncle Sirius?" Harry turned to stare at the portrait in surprise.
"Moony wasn't about to leave us at number twelve. Look at the portrait next to mine." He grinned.
"Harry James it is 1am where have you been?!" Lily glared at her son.
"Yes son where were you?" James wasn't that pleased with him either.
"Uh he was with me... He was snogging with Hermione...I kind of sidetracked that though..." Draco walked into the sleeping area and stood next to Harry.
"I would just like to say that yes I was slime, an ass, and all around bad guy. I am however trying to follow in my Uncle Sirius's footsteps and be a good wizard."
Draco looked down at his feet. "I would rather live than have Harry, Avada Kedavra my ass, and it's not so bad so far."
"He changed his name to Draco Sirius Black." Harry told them.
"I say then that's a good reason for being out and about after hours!" Sirius was pleased with this news. "Well then nephew take down my portrait and you can hang me up in your room. After all you need guidance as much as Harry does."
Draco did as he was told. "Well I'll see you in the morning. I think Quidditch would be a good idea for tomorrow."
"Yeah that sounds like a plan." Harry yawned. "Night Draco...Night Uncle Sirius."
"Night." The two left.
"I need to get ready for bed." He stumbled to the bathroom and by some miracle managed to get his contacts out without poking out his eyeballs. He turned to look at his closet and sighed in defeat. "I'm just too tired to search for my sweats." He stripped down to his shorts and stumbled out of the bathroom towards his bed. "Sleep must have sleep." He pulled back the covers and crawled into bed.
"Night son." James yawned.
"Night Honey we love you." Lily settled off to sleep.
"Night..." Harry was nearly fast asleep.
Crooks curled on the pillow next to his.
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Harry awoke to the sound of video games coming from the other room and the smell of breakfast being prepared. He blinked several times then squinted at the blurry time displayed on his bedside clock. It read 9:30am. He rolled over and snarled in frustration into his pillow.
"Someone is a grouchy lion this morning." Hermione was curled up on a window seat. She was dressed for the day in a tank top and shorts. She was brushing Crooks in her lap and had Isis purring next to her. "We let you sleep for an extra hour."
Harry pounded the pillows on his bed with his fists and continued to swear in Parseltounge into his pillow. Not really noticing that he was almost entirely out of the covers and his shorts were in clear view.
"Nice drawers." Hermione smirked as she took in the view of her prince in nothing but a pair of red boxers.
Harry flushed crimson under his sun kissed skin and buried his head under the pillows. He had forgotten to put on his sweats! He pounded on the mattress and kicked his feet like a three-year-old; for once he wanted to sleep-in was that too much to ask for?
Hermione set Crooks down on the carpet and walked around to the foot of his bed. "Are you missing these by chance?" She held up the sweats.
Harry rolled over and threw a pillow at her blurry image. "Do you mind!?"
Hermione easily dodged the pillow. "I don't mind at all." She teased. "Although, truth be told I expected to see ones with Lions on them." She raced around to the nightstand and took his specs.
"Oh you are so gonna get it Granger!" Harry reached for his specs they weren't there. "Oh you're toast Hermione!" He got out of bed and stalked after her blurred image.
"I am soooo scared." Hermione danced around him easily keeping out of his reach.
"What's going on in..." Draco took in the scene. "So she's up to that is she, well, that just isn't fair now is it." He ducked into the bathroom and found the case containing Harry's other eyewear. "Here's what I'm looking for." He took out a pair of specs and went back into the sleeping area. "Here Potter catch these." He tossed him the specs that Harry easily caught. "Now play nice you two." He went back to his game.
Harry put on the specs and zeroed in on his prey, trying to make a run for it. "Oh I don't think so." With lightning sharp reflexes, Harry easily caught her around the waist. "Going somewhere angel?" He grinned down into her startled eyes.
"Now Harry let's not do anything rash," Hermione knew that gleam in his eyes meant trouble.
He took the specs and carelessly tossed them on one of the pillows. He then took the sweats and tossed those on top of the specs. "Rash. I wouldn't dream of doing anything rash." He was in full James mode. "You see beautiful. I was happy sleeping the morning away. It's my favorite past time actually." He ran a finger down her jaw. "Especially when I went to bed at nearly the crack of dawn, on the other hand kissing you might put me in a better mood. I guess we're just gonna have to find out." He bent his head down and sealed his mouth hers.
Draco stuck his head back in the room. "You really have to play this game it's about Quidditch...Holly Shit!" He blinked his eyes not believing what he was seeing. Harry was seriously kissing Granger in the center of his room. Harry the boy at Hogwarts that wasn't that great around the girls. It looked like he wasn't brain-dead anymore though. "Uh Mr. Potter wake up!" He shouted at the portrait.
James came back into view "What's the...oh shit what did she do now?" James looked like he wanted to cry. "I'm gonna take the flack for this one too. I just know it."
"James what on earth is wrong..." Lily was not pleased with her son's current actions. "HARRY JAMES POTTER! You let her go this instant!" Lily growled angrily at her son.
Harry opened one eye looked at his mother then closed it again.
"He gets this from you!" Lily snarled at James.
"Me!? Blimey woman he's a grown boy with a mind of his own!" James snarled back.
"She was asking for it, but I think she didn't know what was gonna happen when he finally caught her." Draco was trying to decide if he should go get cold water and throw it on them.
"See it's not always our fault! I mean you women tend to get yourself into these situations and then it's our fault because we retaliate in a nice way!" James grumbled.
"I can help Master Harry." Kreacher appeared on one of the posts of the four-poster and poured ice-cold water down on them.
"Kreacher don't!" James and Draco shouted but it was too late.
The two teens sprang apart.
"What the hell was that for?" Harry glared up at Kreacher.
"I made mistake." He vanished.
Hermione stood there still dazed from the kiss and soaking wet. Her cotton tank top and shorts were plastered to her skin and it was clear what color unmentionables that she had on underneath them. "Why does he insist on doing that all the time?" She fumed not really noticing her current state of appearance. She did notice his and liked her view enough to go speechless and pink.
Draco took in the view for a few seconds before diving into the bathroom for Harry's robe. "Granger is a babe!" He shook his head to clear it. "Snap out of it or he's gonna kill you!" He muttered to himself as he took the robe off its hook and headed back into the room.
Harry looked down at Hermione and the floor dropped out underneath his feet. He could clearly see her very well defined figure and what color unmentionables that she was wearing. They were pink lace and she looks spectacular in them. "I'm…uh… gonna take a Glaciusly cold shower now... You look beyond spectacular, beyond out of this world, and I better take that shower before my brain shuts down and I do something that we both aren't ready for." He risked a kiss on the top of her head and then raced for the bathroom. "God she's gonna kill me at this rate!" Harry closed the door and locked it.
"That's good. Draco cover her up and get her out of here!" James growled.
Draco set the robe on her shoulders. "Are you trying to kill him? Do you have any idea what you're doing to him?" He turned her around, closed his eyes, fitted the robe around her, and then pushed her out of the room. "Obviously not...now you go to your room and change while I go see what Ginny is up to." He closed the door to Harry's room and headed downstairs as soon as Hermione had wandered back to her own room. "And to think this is just my first day around the two of them. I can just imagine what they do next."
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Harry emerged from the bathroom in his Gryffindor Quidditch practice sweats. Even though the thoughts of Hermione were still there in his head, he had that part of him under control, or at least he hoped he did.
"Quidditch just think about that and you'll be fine." He chanted as he sat on his bed to put on his Nikes.
"All right there son?" James gave him a knowing look.
"How much did Draco see?" Harry looked over at his father.
"Now Harry, he was a complete gentleman. Didn't try anything. In fact, except for the first glimpse, he kept his eyes shut the whole time. Put a robe around her and sent her to her room." James told him.
"That's good. I didn't wanna have to hurt him too badly." He stood up to do his preworkout stretches to loosen up before going downstairs.
He did push-ups at least a hundred. She was still in his mind. He did sit-ups another rep of one hundred, nope she was still there. He conjured a bar between the bathroom door frames and did a hundred pull-ups and what he saw her in was still clear as a bell in his mind. He conjured weights and tried those and nothing worked. He was in a need of another shower, but nothing got her out of his mind.
"I am so doomed!" He collapsed onto the bed.
"No you're hopelessly hooked on a beautiful young woman. That you will eventually marry and have a family with." James tried to comfort his son.
"That's a few years away and so is what's on your mind! Honestly James, that is the last visual that he needs right now!" Lily knocked him upside the head.
Harry grabbed hold of a pillow and buried his face in it.
Draco walked in took one look at him and shook his head. "You mean to tell me that all of that didn't work!"
Harry cried harder into his pillow shaking his head.
"Not possible, not after that workout." Draco found that hard to believe. "Did you try Glacius?"
Harry nodded.
"Did that work?"
Harry shook his head and was sobbing now.
Draco was at a loss about what to do. "I'll go get Professor Lupin." He raced out of the room.
"Harry you have to snap out of it and pull yourself together." James growled.
"I'm ruined! I can't think! What about my N.E.W.T'S! I'm doomed!" He moaned into the pillow.
"Leave him be James! You know damn well that he has to work it out himself!" Lily growled.
"Well he can't just sit up here and sulk because he can't have his favorite dessert right now!" James was at a loss.
"I'm gonna look at dessert and see Hermione now! Thanks a lot dad like I really needed that visual!" He threw the pillow at the portrait.
"I was just trying to help!" James sulked.
"Don't please don't help!" Harry ran out of the room, running would clear his mind. He hated to run, but he was good at it from all those times running from lord knows whatever was after him. That would clear his head. Then he came face-to-face with Hermione, dressed in sweats all ready for Quidditch. The workout gear fit her like a glove and the thoughts returned. He raced down the steps and out the front door at a full run.
Almost running down Wills, also dressed in sweats, and on his way up to talk to him. "Damn it's a code one situation. Good thing I love to run." He looked up at Hermione and shook his head, "You girls are the ruin of us all!" He headed back down the stairs and out the door.
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"What on Earth is with those two?" Hermione frowned in confusion; yes Harry was in her head. The view was forever etched in her mind, but logically she couldn't act on those feelings, so she stored them away.
Ginny waved a book in her face. "Read this right here and that should explain everything. This is a fascinating read. I've read it three times." She gave Draco, who was standing down in the entryway, a look.
It sent him running out the door after the others.
Hermione read the chapter three times and grinned. "Oh so the boy is plagued by what he saw is he. That should keep his eyes from wandering in Cho's direction. I got a view myself and let me just say that I have no complaints in that area." She winked at Ginny.
Ginny stared wide-eyed at her and she blushed. "Details girl! What was he wearing?!"
"Red cotton boxer shorts," Hermione headed for the kitchen.
"And Kreacher got you wet! Oh no wonder he's in agony!" Ginny hooted with glee.
"What are the two of you up to?" Remus walked out of the kitchen.
"Nothing Uncle Remus just girl talk," The girls giggled.
"Draco said that Harry needed me. Is he upstairs?" Remus asked.
"Nope the boys went for a run." Ginny giggled.
"What on earth did you do to him now!?" Remus glared at Hermione. "Is this the reason Kreacher is hiding in my bedroom saying that he did a bad thing!?"
The fun was gone out of their faces.
"Well...you see...I thought that I would have some fun with him...he was so grouchy this morning..." Hermione had guilt written all over her face. "He got help from Draco who got his spare specs to him and things got out of hand..." She blushed.
"Tell me that he was dressed!"
"Well, um, he was in his underwear..." Hermione bit down on her lip and looked up at his furious face.
"YOU SHOULD HAVE LEFT THE ROOM!" Remus roared down at her. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT KIND OF TORTURE YOU ARE DOING TO THAT POOR BOY!! I BET HE CAUGHT YOU AND THEN KREACHER GOT THE TWO OF YOU WET!!"
Hermione nodded not daring to say a word.
"SON OF A BITCH! YOU HAVE RUINED THE BOY FOR LIFE!" Remus roared in frustration. "THIS IS NOT FUNNY GIRLS! BOYS ARE DIFFERENT AND THIS IS GOING TO HAUNT HIM UNTIL YOUR WEDDING NIGHT! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THINGS NOW?"
They nodded as reality set in.
"Good now go get the Quidditch gear and take it to the pitch!"
The girls raced up the stairs.
Remus ran his hand down his face and groaned. "I need back up! Are you listening up there!? Let them out of their portraits damn it!" He looked up as if talking to the powers that be. "Harry earned the right to be around them and that would save me from having a nervous breakdown!"
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The girls set things up at the Quidditch pitch and Hermione tried out the Firebolt, ending up in tree after tree. It was just too strong of a broom for her to handle. She was sitting in the treetops when the boys arrived.
"Ginny where's Hermione?" Harry looked around, but she was nowhere to be seen.
"Well she had a little problem with the Firebolt..." Ginny started to explain where she was but Harry went into panic mode.
"HERMIONE!!" He shouted looking up at all the trees. "ARE YOU HURT?!" He opened the case to his new Firebolt, took it out, mounted it, and went searching.
"Which tree Gin?" Draco glanced up to where the leaves were falling-out of one of the trees. "Yeah, there she is. It looks like she's hiding in the tree. Harry she's in that tree!" He pointed to the one in question.
Harry zoomed up to the tree and hovered in front of her. "You okay angel?" He looked her over she seemed unharmed just frustrated.
"This broom hates me!" She growled pointing to the broom hovering beside her.
"The Firebolt doesn't have feelings; it reacts to your mental commands, and the slightest movements. You just don't know the right signals to use." Harry took the broom in question from beside her. "I'll be right back don't move." He flew down to the others.
"So what happened?" Draco took the Firebolt out of his hands.
"What kind of broom to do you have? Is it still a Nimbus 2001?" Harry asked.
"No it's a Nimbus 2004 just got it after term ended." Draco looked down at the broom in his hands and grinned. "Sure Harry you can see if she can fly it. I have no problem flying a Firebolt."
"Here I'll fly that one, this one is new." Ginny traded him brooms. "I don't think I'm ready for 250 mph in five seconds yet."
"Harry you're gonna make the other teams cry when you fly that new broom." He noticed that his was the same one that he was holding in his hands.
"I was thinking that you might not be half bad at being a Keeper." Harry took Draco's broom out of its case and flew up towards Hermione.
"Keeper would be a challenge." Draco grinned.
Harry flew back up to Hermione and handed her the new broom. "Okay angel, try this Nimbus and see how you do."
Hermione reluctantly mounted the broom, but found that this one was waiting for her to command it with a signal or a movement. "I'll try, but I think I just stink at this game." She sulked.
"Just remember when you lean forward that speeds up the broom. When you lean back it slows down. Leaning your body from side to side makes it go whatever direction you lean, and if you want to go up just point the tip of your broom up." Harry could see her mind working just by looking in her eyes and he knew that she had committed that to memory. "Are you ready to try again?"
Hermione nodded.
"Okay now follow me." Harry floated a ways from the tree.
Hermione was now behind him.
He began with turns and when she got those proceeded to diving and then flying up. She caught onto those with a few tries. So he decided that she was ready for a little speed. She shadowed him move for move. He had her doing a loop in a little under an hour. "Good job angel. I think you've gotten the hang of it now." He was proud of her.
Draco and Ginny shouted encouragement and applauded her achievements.
"She's not a bad flyer and if she gets the hang of the game she might be a good Chaser." Draco looked up at the two of them and thought of where they could put her on the team.
"I think she would be a fine Chaser. We need two for the team this year." Ginny was sitting on her Firebolt.
"There's only one way to find out." Draco opened the chests and took out both Quaffles. "Go teach her some Chaser moves. While I try my hand at Keeping with Harry's help." He tossed her a Quaffle.
"Sounds like a plan to me." Ginny shot into the air as did Draco.
"Hi guys. I think she's ready for phase two." Harry grinned.
"Phase two?" Hermione didn't know if she liked the sound of that or not.
"Yep, I'm gonna teach you how to be Chaser." Ginny grinned.
"Harry can test my abilities at the goal keeping." Draco tossed the Quaffle in the air.
"You okay with that angel? If you're tired we can stop for a while." Harry arched a brow at Hermione.
Hermione was not about to let him down. "Sure Ginny teach me to be a Chaser." She nodded.
"Hey, you guys! I'll be down here if anyone needs a water break!" Wills had set up an area where he could watch.
"Be right back." Harry and Hermione went down to get some water.
"You okay Ducky? You look like you've been put through the wringer." Wills took in the twigs in her hair and the dirt on her face.
"Yes, Wills, I'm fine." She took a healthy swig of bottled water and forced herself to smile.
"Well if it gets too tough up there remember the smart thing is to admit that you need to stop." Wills lectured her.
"Don't worry Wills. I won't let her get hurt." Harry brushed away some of the dirt off her cheek with his thumb. "You sure you wanna continue, because I'll understand if you wanna quit for today."
"I'm fine." She got on her broom and off she went to join Ginny.
"Harry she's determined to prove to you that she can play your favorite sport." Wills frowned.
"I know." He took a healthy swallow of water before continuing. "I have this little talent that I learned about last term. I can read minds as easily as reading a book just by looking at someone. So I'll know when she's had enough."
"Okay what am I thinking right now?" Wills frowned.
"Oh that one's easy. You're pining over your latest love. I believe her name is Katie and you wish that you could see her in let's see yes a hot pink bikini." Harry grinned.
"Bloody hell you really can read minds." Wills gaped at him in wonder. "Then you know that Lupin bawled the two of them out, but good after we went running and told them what for."
"I also know that she was just as affected by what happened as I was, only she can store it away in that endless mind of hers for later study. Yeah, I believe was what she was thinking." Harry chuckled. "Evidently what she saw she had no complaints about."
"Well she did get curious one summer and researched all about certain things, so she isn't naive in that area by any means. I went to fetch her from the library and she had her nose in a book that a thirteen-year-old is not supposed to be looking at. Mind you I bawled out the librarian but good." Wills babbled on.
"Later Wills!" Harry shot off into the air with his Firebolt.
"That might make him think twice about underestimating Ducky." Wills sat down and recorded the play above with the Sony DVD camcorder.
"What was all that about?" Hermione flew up to him.
"Oh nothing just guy talk." Harry flew over to where Draco was waiting.
"Guy talk?" Ginny frowned.
"There's no way that he knows what happened. He wasn't there." Hermione knew now that Harry had been hiding something from her and she was going to find out what it was.
"Well he can telepathically talk to Leo. Maybe he can read minds or something now?" Ginny was also looking over at him.
"He can read minds. He just doesn't because there are rules. Yes that has to be it." Hermione put the puzzle pieces together. "Now if we're upset he can't help but tune into our thoughts...It's like the Time Turner it had rules."
"Harry you going to throw that or just sit there and daydream all day?" Draco patiently sat in front of the goal.
"Sorry about that." Harry zoomed around the field picked up speed and hurled the Quaffle at one of the rings.
Draco easily blocked it. "Not bad you could Chase if you wanted to." He tossed it back to him.
"I like being a Seeker." Harry did another tricky move and tried to score again.
Draco did a loop and hit the Quaffle back at him with the back of his broom. "Now that one was more of a challenge."
Harry looked over at the girls they were heading their way. "Looks like the girls are gonna try to get one passed you."
Ginny tossed the Quaffle to Hermione, who shot up above Harry, and looked like she was going to try for the goal. She then tossed it behind her to Ginny who proceeded to score because Draco had been watching Hermione.
"Yes we did a Reverse Pass!" Ginny and Hermione high-fived each other.
"Not bad ladies, not bad at all." Draco and Harry were impressed.
"Oh we're just getting warmed up boys!" The girls zoomed away after Draco threw the Quaffle back at Ginny.
"A Reverse Pass now that's advanced Quidditch." Draco watched to see what they were going to try next.
"No way. Are they going for Porskoff Ploy?" Harry frowned.
"Not a chance that's impossible to pull off with experienced players and Hermione is just a beginner." Draco kept his eyes on the approaching girls.
Sure enough just before Ginny got within scoring distance she shot straight up in the air and while they watched her she tossed the Quaffle down at Hermione who was waiting below which left Draco open and Hermione scored.
"Yes that was a Porskoff Ploy!" Hermione was pleased with herself.
"What we need are three more players, so the two of you can really be challenged." Draco tossed the Quaffle back and forth to Harry.
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As if on cue three teenage boys entered the clearing dressed to play and carrying brooms.
"You were saying?" Harry grinned.
"Can we join you?" The teens shouted up at them.
"Are you any good?" Draco shouted back.
"Seamus and I play for our house team!" Dean Thomas shouted back.
"It's Seamus and Dean!" Hermione waved at them and they waved back.
"Okay then who's the silver blonde beanpole standing next to them?" Draco looked down at the teens.
"Draco!" Ginny growled at him.
"What? Do you know who he is?"
"Oh, no it can't be," Harry groaned. He knew who the other boy was, it was Colin Creevey and he seemed to have shot up a few inches.
"Is that Colin?" Ginny squinted down at them. "I think that's Colin."
"You mean the twit that hounds you with that camera of his." Draco smirked.
"Draco you be nice!" Ginny flew up and knocked him upside his head.
"Ow! I was just stating the truth! I called him a twit not a..."
Ginny punched him in the jaw. "Ok enough with the tough love. I'll behave!" He rubbed his sore jaw.
"Is that Draco up by the goal and is Ginny beating the snot out of him?" Dean looked up at the players above them.
"Looks like and that means that Hermione and Harry are on the other two brooms." Seamus shook his head. "Hermione was the one doing those moves?"
"Hermione can do anything that she puts her mind to. Everyone knows that." Colin rolled his eyes at them. "So it's true then Draco's a good guy now."
"Looks like." Seamus nodded. "He's wearing Gryffindor team sweats."
"As prophecies go this latest one was very eye-opening and that we got to see it in The Prophet this morning that was even better." Dean remembered the words in his head. "Bloody Hell they're the four hearts unite and bond part of the prophecy. Harry and Hermione are the two friends become more, because nothing short of total love and devotion would get Hermione to play Quidditch."
"Two enemies become friends…" Seamus mused, "That has to be Draco and Harry. One House loses one while one gains another... That's Draco. I heard that Draco even changed his middle and surname to Sirius Black so that explains the next line."
"I like the next line, centuries of peace sounds great." Colin grinned.
"But that would make Harry the HBP." Seamus and Dean stared up at them.
"That's exactly who he is." Wills walked over to them. "And Leo is the ring on his finger."
"Blimey you're Prince William!" The boys didn't know whether to stare or bow.
"William Windsor and no I don't want you to bow." He chuckled. "Hermione is my cousin and so is Harry in an odd way."
"Well! Do you want to join us or not?!" Draco shouted down at them. "If so please come up here, if not that's your loss."
"Seamus, Colin, and I will be right up!" Dean shouted back.
"He's all bark and no bite. Harry defanged him." Wills grinned.
The boys grabbed their clubs and zoomed up to them on their Nimbus 2004's.
Harry was laughing so hard that he was nearly falling off his broom.
"No way can you read minds like my Uncle." Draco narrowed his eyes at him. "I know there are rules. So what did you just overhear?"
"Nothing just them trying to decipher the prophesy...its amusing since Colin has been terrified of you for years and now that you're defanged as it were... He doesn't know what to think." Harry forced himself to stop laughing.
"All bark no bite huh?" Draco chuckled, "I guess that's not that far from the truth."
"Draco's smiling and laughing?" The three newcomers gaped at him in shock.
"Sorry for being an ass all these years, but that's all changed now. I like being a good guy. Now can we play some Quidditch?" Draco was on his best behavior.
"Hi Harry!" Colin grinned.
"Hi there Colin, I see you have a nimbus 2004. Are you any good at Chasing?" Harry was desperate to play a game.
"I wanted to try out for that spot on the team." Colin nodded.
"Well then let's play Quidditch." He took out his wand and released the Bludgers and then the snitch. He had it his hands in about 30 seconds. "So much for a new snitch being a challenge," He let it go for a while.
"30 seconds!" Draco was awed at what he had just done. "Not possible. It's like he was one with the snitch."
"It's in his bloodline. His many-great-grandfather invented the snitch." Hermione explained.
"He has the prototype snitch in his vault. Let's just say that when he discovered it he was carrying it around for a day or two before mum set him straight." Ginny nodded.
"Unreal." Draco stared at him as if seeing him in a new light. "Then you aren't just a flash in the pants show off."
"It comes as natural as breathing to me." Harry shrugged. "Ouch!" A bludger grazed his thigh. "Let's play before one of us breaks something!"
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They played for about two hours and the team was in tip-top shape. The Quidditch cup was a given for them. They had three Chasers that worked in harmony with one another, two excellent Beaters, Draco was a top-notch Keeper, and he was the Seeker.
"If Wood could see this team he would be dying of jealousy." Harry was playing with the snitch in his hand.
"Wood would wet himself if he saw this team." Draco chuckled. "I mean he only got to hold the cup once."
Hermione and Ginny were down taking a break by Wills. Who was ducking and dodging the occasional stray bludger. They watched as Puddlemere United walked into the clearing.
"All right you kiddies clear off so the big boys can practice." One of them shouted.
Draco flew down to the team and hovered above them. "His highness the HBP wishes to remain playing on his pitch."
Harry zoomed down next to Draco. "All right, which one of you gits, called us kiddies?" He snarled.
"Now Harry, don't kill Wood. It's not his fault he was being completely tactless." Hermione got on her broom and was now next to him.
"He can't kick us off Harry's own property." Ginny now beside Draco glowered down at the professional team.
"Harry is that you?" Wood recognized most of them.
"Hello Wood." Harry got a little closer to him. "I'm holding team practice right now, so since this is my property you're gonna have to wait your turn." Harry held out his right hand for all of them to see. "Oh and Draco is right I am the HBP."
"The morning Prophet was right?" Wood couldn't believe his eyes. "You're the enemies that become great friends and you're the HBP?"
The four of them nodded.
"Look Wood here's the deal. His highness will allow you time on his pitch as long as you play a game with us right here and right now." Draco came up with some terms.
"You have the dream team this year don't you Harry." Wood sighed with envy.
Harry nodded. "That I do Wood."
"Then it's a deal as long as Harry doesn't catch the snitch until at least 80 points are scored by my team. Oh yes we've been watching all of you for the past half hour." Wood grinned.
"Deal." Harry shook on it with him.
"Splendid then let's play Quidditch." Wood grinned.
It wasn't a fair match poor Wood's team lost horribly. Harry didn't catch the snitch until they had at least 80 points where as Harry's team was on its twenty-seventh goal. So the score ended something like 420 to 80.
Wood and his teammates were crying when it was through. They got their butts kicked by a house team with two new rookies on it. "We'll see you in a day or so we're going to have a rematch!" The team limped away.
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Chapter 10
Four Hearts
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I do not claim any of JKR's characters only that I love being able to create my own kind of mischief with her beloved characters. I do not claim any other things that are owned by other companies that I may mention once and a while in the stories...Although the original characters and ideas are mine and I loved creating them. So please review if you wish but try not to flame me too badly.
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Cindra 2004-2008