H P Boy who livesYear 7- Summer
Chapter17
Consequences
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The aftermath of the morning paper continues although the four of them don't seem to care. The cream of the crop of professional Quidditch gets a taste of Harry's wrath.
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Harry appeared on the terrace where everyone was up and waiting for his return. "Look the truth is that I plan on marrying Hermione after seventh year, so that rubbish doesn't bother me in the least. I also would never take advantage of her in any way until my ring is on her finger on our honeymoon. Nothing happened. Those pictures just make it look like something happened." Harry was calm as he stared down the adults that were glaring at him. "Do you think that they would give us copies? I'm going to start a photo book of these and I would prefer if they were in color."
Hermione handed him a vial of pink potion. "Here I think you need this."
Harry downed the liquid in the vial. "Thanks angel, my head is killing me."
"I know as we could hear all that was in those Howlers." She added quickly.
Her parents, his parents, and Ginny's parents didn't say a word.
"I was going to add that if you punished Hermione or any of us in any way you would find that we would leave England after graduation and you would never get to see your future grandchildren." Harry remembered what else he had wanted to say.
"Harry got to see into the future, so that threat is very real." James was the first to speak. "I'm not saying that what you were doing out in public was right. I do however think the Prophet was in the wrong by printing that tripe in their paper."
"You just have to think before you act like that in public." Lily lectured him.
"Don't you dare even think that, Harry James." Molly could see what he was about to say and called him on it. "Your N.E.W.T'S are crucial for you to become Aurors. School comes first before that even crosses your mind!"
"I was just going to say the three of us have a match in a few hours and need to focus on that." Harry was thinking along those lines, but decided against it.
"We trust all of you to think before you act and that is the end of it." Alex finally spoke.
"Ok we got it. Think before we act. Now let us go eat so we can get some practice in!" Harry glared at them.
"Oh, yes the match. Alex and I are excited to see the four of you play." Katherine, who really wasn't at all upset about the entire situation, smiled at Harry and Hermione.
"We'll try our best not to disappoint you." They left to go get ready.
"It's clear that he isn't really a teenager anymore." Arthur sighed. "All the things that have happened to him just won't let that be possible. He tries to act like a teenager and so does Hermione, but they've been through too much to just go back to being kids."
"Harry's never been a kid. The only time he lets loose is on the Quidditch pitch." James frowned. "I scanned the books and I already know how the sixth one ends."
"We thought the books were rubbish, but we've been reading them too. It just makes you want to strangle Albus for letting them go through that year after year." Molly growled.
"Those three never did anything that they didn't wish to do and that's all there is to it. When we thought that Sirius was out to kill him he defied everyone just to get his chance to see Hogsmeade with the rest of the third years." Remus, who was sitting in a lounge reading, looked over at them. "They are both young adults as of their seventeenth year, so really it's out of our hands. You just have to trust them."
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Harry sprinted down the stairs, broom in hand, sporting a new Quidditch uniform. It was still the Gryffindor uniform, but the robes and armor were black with blue lining and the seal of Hogwarts was on them. He noticed that Slytherin was no longer on the crest. His had his name on the back, a seal that he thought he recognized, and the C for captain on the sleeve. "This is serious if my Uncle sent these." He sat down and poured some juice into a glass.
"We look good." Draco dug into his cereal.
"These have the official seal of the British Quidditch league." Ginny pointed out the seal on her sleeve."
"So that's what this seal is." Harry looked at his sleeve and over at Hermione, who was picking at her breakfast. "Angel you need to eat something."
Hermione shook her head. "No if I eat something I'm going to be sick."
"Angel you need all the energy that you can get, so at least try to eat some of your muffin." Harry had been where she was before and knew that she was having pregame jitters.
"Look if I wanted to eat a frickin muffin I would eat one!" She snarled at him.
"Okay no muffin." He set some vitamins in front of her. "Then take those."
She glared at him, but took the pills.
"Hermione all you need to do is focus on the game and not on the stands. Especially, if Cho and her friends pull a stunt like we did to Ron fifth year. Just ignore them and play the game." Draco was in big brother mode.
"You know I bet that she's soooo gonna pull something like that!" Ginny growled.
"She doesn't even know that I'm playing, but she will in a few hours." Hermione tried to eat some of her muffin.
"Guys you have three guests." Wills showed Dean, Seamus, and Colin into the kitchen.
"This is a bit much for a rematch." Dean sat down on one of the stools.
"I know. The two of us now have our own Firebolts." Seamus nodded. "Not to mention new clubs and these uniforms."
"I'm not ready for a Firebolt, so the Nimbus 2004 is fine." Colin smiled.
"They were all on Firebolts last time and it didn't save them then, so this is just worse for them." Draco grinned.
Harry was almost finished with his cereal and was trying to figure out what all of this meant. Why would they need two new Firebolts and the new uniform with the official seal on the shoulder? "Let's get to the pitch. We'll see what's up when we get there. I had better like what they did to it or there will be hell to pay." He got up grabbed his broom and headed out the kitchen doors.
"Let's get this over with." Hermione got up, grabbed the broom beside her, and followed Harry.
"She has pregame jitters doesn't she?" Seamus grinned.
"Oh yeah, in spades," Draco got up and grabbed his broom.
"I say we follow our fearless grouchy leader before he comes back and jinxes us or something." Ginny was waiting by the doors.
"He did seem in a mood didn't he?" Dean frowned.
"Did you see the paper this morning? I would say the four of them have good reason to be in a really bad mood." Colin reminded them. "I would never have done that to all of you, it was bad form."
"Thanks Colin, now let's go." Draco held the swinging doors open for the other three and they were off.
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The seven of them flew to the pitch, only to find that it was surrounded by conjured spectator stands.
They landed in the center of the pitch by the Quidditch chest.
Harry kicked open the chest and tossed them the Quaffle. "I am so not happy that they did this to MY PITCH!" He fumed. "This is my land and they treat it like it's a bloomin national park or something!" He was not happy not happy at all. "Let's get some practice in." He shot up into the air.
"You heard him let's practice." Draco let loose the Bludgers. "Might as well make it count for something." The six of them shot after Harry and went about warming up for the match. They were in as good a form as they had been when they played Quidditch the first time. The extra Firebolts gave them a little more of an edge, but they didn't need it. The stands were slowly filling up, as they played not that the seven of them noticed.
Harry could now catch the snitch in twenty seconds flat. If they wished to be publicly humiliated, after what they had done to his pitch he would be more than happy to oblige them. He'd liked it plain with no stands and this was just too much. "Ok here's the plan and just hear me out before you say anything. We're not gonna score or anything until the other team has at least 90 points on the board. I know it's gonna be frustrating, but I want them to think that they have the upper hand. Just when they think it's in the bag we're gonna absolutely slaughter them until they're begging us for mercy."
"So I act like Ron did that first game during fifth year?" Draco grinned. "Not a problem I can do a Weasley for a while."
"I know that they really mucked up the pitch. You have every right to want revenge for it, but 420 to 80 is humiliating enough and after this they'll never pull anything on you again. Not to mention the house teams are going to be crying on each other's shoulders. Ravenclaw won't mind that as much, but poor Hufflepuff." Hermione knew what he was up to.
"We're representing Hogwarts and that is precisely what we're gonna do. We didn't ask for this game. They forced it and we are gonna force the Quaffle and then the snitch down their throats." Harry snarled.
"Hey girls look!! It's Hermione. You know the bitch who stole my boyfriend!" Cho taunted her from the stands. "Its obvious what she's after!"
Hermione, spotted a stray bludger, grabbed Dean's club, and hit it right at them. Cho went flying off her seat and the girls scattered for cover. "That's much better." She handed the club back to Dean.
"I see that I'm not the only one in a temper today." Harry smirked. "Angel, try not to do that during the game ok? You'll get disqualified." He flew up next to her broom and pulled her to him for a long kiss.
Draco did the same with Ginny.
The gathering crowd went wild.
"Hey, I think you can all see that the people fully support the four of you." Dean and Seamus grinned.
"Uh Harry? It looks like we have four ghosts motioning us to go down to the pitch." Colin frowned.
"Oh great this is the last thing I wanted... Its pep talk time." Harry broke off the kiss and frowned down at Sirius, his dad, Ron, and Luna.
"Isn't that Sirius Black?" Seamus frowned.
"That's my Dad, Uncle Sirius, Ron, and Luna." Harry shot down towards them.
"You looked great up there son." James grinned at his son.
"Thanks Dad." Harry managed a grin.
"Hermione that shot at Cho was classic marauder." Sirius gave her a bow in recognition of her achievement.
"Thanks." She grinned.
"You're really good Hermione." Ron grinned. "So is Colin."
"Yes, Hermione I didn't know that you knew how to play the game." Luna smiled.
"She read the book on Quidditch and basically that's all she needed to get a grasp of the game." Harry grinned. "That and to master her broom."
"So what's the plan son?" James gave him a knowing look. "I know that you aren't happy about what they did to the pitch. I don't like it either. I say make them think that you can't play worth dirt and then let them have it."
"Oh yeah, we know what side is in control, it's his James side." Draco smirked.
"I like to call it my marauder side." Harry watched as the other players took the field to warm up. "What the hell is this rubbish!? It's a frickin all-star Quidditch team!"
"Is that Krum!?" Seamus growled.
"Well now then that's more like it, this is gonna be fun. Who knows it just might be a challenge after all." He had a wicked grin on his face.
"Harry! That happens to be the best of professional Quidditch!" Ron gaped at the team above them.
"So they aren't gonna win and the plan remains the same."
"Got it." Draco loved a challenge.
"I have no problem with it." Hermione grinned.
"I'm game." Ginny echoed.
"Well, it's gonna be an experience that's for sure." Seamus frowned.
"Well because they're playing teenagers they'll at least have ta play clean." Dean looked up at the team above them.
"Professor Dumbledore is sitting next to your families." Colin looked up at the stands.
The stands were absolutely packed full and Madame Hooch was walking towards them.
"You didn't think that I would miss this did you?" She grinned at the seven of them. "Now I want you seven to give it your all and they're going to play nice or find themselves out of the game."
"We're gonna spot them eighty points and then kick their asses." Harry stated as if this were a going to happen factor.
"Eighty points! Those are the best up there and Krum is the Seeker!" Hooch glared at him.
"I can catch the snitch in twenty seconds flat. I bested the record I set two days ago. I think it was thirty seconds flat." Harry was not the least bit nervous.
"Welcome all you witches, wizards, young and old. Muggles of all ages to this momentous event!! Hogwarts Quidditch Cup champions vs. An International All-star team!" Lee Jordan was doing the announcing just like old times. "You know the All-stars, but let me introduce you to team Gryffindor! The Beaters for the team are Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnigan! The Chasers are Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Colin Creevey! The Keeper is Draco Black! Last but not least by any means the team captain and Seeker!! The HBP himself, Harry Potter!" Each member flew up into the air as their names were mentioned.
Harry took to the air and the crowd went wild.
He and Krum glared at each other.
"This is my territory Potter and I am going to humiliate you as you did me!" Krum snarled.
"I don't think so Popsicle boy! I am so gonna enjoy making you eat those words!" Harry watched as Madame Hooch took the field told them to play nice and the game began.
Lee was beyond frustrated for the first thirty minutes, because the All-stars dominated the entire game. They were up ninety to zero. "Harry is playing with the snitch and taking out his frustration over today's paper on Krum! Oi, now this is more like it! Hermione and Ginny are passing the Quaffle! Ginny fakes to Colin! Colin dives down as she throws it up to Hermione! FANTASTIC Hermione scores the first goal! The Beaters are getting on with it too and are really letting the other team have it! Yes this is more like it!"
The All-stars didn't know what hit them, after that goal after goal and save after save by Draco kept them guessing. All eyes were on Harry, who seemed to enjoy making Krum think that he was going after the snitch, only have one of the Bludgers zero in on Krum, and then fly away. It was now 130 to 100 and that was because he had to dodge a bludger. The girls scored seven more times making it 200 to 100 and the crowd loved it. Then it was Hogwarts 250, All-stars130.
Hermione got hit in the arm by a bludger that someone sent sailing at her.
"This ends now!! You GITS can't lose well can you!" Harry shot after the snitch with Krum on his tail, but it was no use he had the snitch in his hands in seconds. He held up the snitch for everyone to see, just as Krum hit him in the gut with his fist. That really pissed Harry off, because he dove just as a bludger was heading straight for Krum's broom, and sent Krum cartwheeling out of his way. He shot down to the pitch to see to Hermione who had Healers all around her. "How is she?" He knelt down beside her.
"She'll be okay. Just won't be using her left arm for a while." Healer Rona reassured him, as she was taken off the field.
"Its part of the game son so just relax," James tried to calm him down.
"She's broken...They BROKE my Princess and you expect me to relax!" Harry felt like jinxing the Beaters on the other team. "She is only sixteen and they acted like this was the BLOODY WORLD CUP!"
Harry used his wand to make an announcement. "Attention all you All-Star PRATS you hurt my princess on purpose and I would just like to say get the hell off my land before I CRUCIO your beaters! Oh yeah, and fix the pitch back the way it was!"
"As you can see folks our Prince is very protective over his Princess!" Lee had never seen him this mad before.
"Harry Potter! You will keep that temper in check!" Minerva took the mic from Lee.
"Yes dear boy you just beat the best by 400 to 130. Hermione is going to be fine, so wave to your people and smile." Dumbledore was standing next to him.
"Sorry about that I just really didn't want my Princess to get hurt. I invite you back to the celebration for a victory feast!" He did as he was told.
The crowd went wild.
"The All-stars are invited as well. I hope you will all enjoy eating crow." Harry grinned up at them.
Draco and Ginny came back from where they had taken Hermione. "It could have been worse, but she's gonna be in a cast for a while." Draco gave him the good news.
"So are the Beaters still alive?" Ginny looked up, but the other team had left the pitch.
"Yeah, I got leashed by my Uncle and Aunt." Harry pouted.
"We rock!" Dean was on a winning high.
"We got that Beater but good for hitting Hermione!" Seamus grinned.
"We showed them who rules Quidditch." Colin grinned.
"Hey that's the manager of Puddlemere United!" Ginny pointed to a wizard heading their way.
Alfred Moore knew natural talent when he saw it and was going to get to that talent before the other owners or managers got a chance. "Your Highness, I'm Alfred Moore. I manage Puddlemere United." He held out a hand in greeting.
Harry shook his hand. "I really have to get to my Princess. Can this wait?"
"No dear boy this can't wait." Moore made his offer. "I know that most of you are in your seventh years. I see that you have some real talent here and I would like to offer you spots on the team."
Dean and Seamus declined the offer saying that they didn't like playing dirty like that. It took all the fun out of the game.
Draco and Harry informed him that they would be going for the position of Auror and that their training would have to come first. Moore agreed to those terms and then told Ginny that she would have a spot on the team as soon as she finished school. He asked about Hermione and it was Draco that told him that going professional was the last thing that she wanted to do. Harry nodded when Moore asked if that were true then Moore muttered what a waste of natural talent and walked away.
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A few hours later back at the Meadows.
Harry was watching over Hermione, while she slept off the pain medicine the Healers had given her. He was sorting through a pile of snaps for the scrapbook that his Aunt had given him to continue, it contained snaps and mementos from first year to the present time. He rubbed his arm every so often; because it was aching, it seemed that he and Hermione were linked to each other.
Isis was curled next to him as was Crooks. "I know that it's lonely here right now, but I told everyone to go enjoy themselves. Draco and Ginny are playing video games in my room, so we aren't completely alone."
Harry had been checked over by the Healers and found that he had several bruised ribs, so his middle was wrapped up like a mummy. "This will make a perfect birthday present for Hermione." He spent hours on the scrapbook until he heard Hermione groan in pain. "Be right there angel." Harry slid the scrapbook and pictures back in their case.
"I know why my arm is throbbing, but why do my ribs hurt as well." She moaned in misery.
"That's because the two of us are linked." Harry gave her the medicine that she was supposed to take when she awakened.
"I know that we're linked." She took her medicine. "What I don't know is why you're sitting there with your ribs all wrapped up."
"Krum sucker punched me at full speed." Harry helped her sit up. "Not that its important you need to focus on getting better."
"This is the last night of the circus, so we'll have peace and quiet again." He winced when he moved the wrong way.
"I think that's a good idea. It's really not been fun for us has it?" She patted the pillow next to her with her right hand. "You're just as injured as I am. So what were you doing down on the floor?"
"I was holding you, but you sort of hit me in the rib cage twice, so the floor was safer." He chuckled bad mistake his ribs gave him hell.
"Well I'm up now so get in here."
"Yes your highness."
Remus and Genevieve had returned to check on them. It was time for the twelve various potions that Harry had to take.
"Good the two of you are up." She carried in the tray.
"No please not those again." He wanted to bolt, but he just couldn't move.
"Oh, he cracked some ribs and has to take what I took fifth year." She sympathized with him. "Those taste like chalk and other disgusting flavors."
"Harry you need to take these for a day or two and then your ribs should be fine." Gene gave him the first potion.
"Two days?! I had to take them for weeks!" Hermione growled.
"Hermione you don't have what's in Harry's bloodstream, so it took longer for you to heal." Gene explained.
Harry drank the medicines like a good boy and to his relief it helped his discomfort immensely. "They might taste like crap, but they sure do work." He was able to move with hardly any pain.
"Excellent you'll be healed by tomorrow." She smiled. "Now as for you Hermione take some of this it should speed up your healing." She handed her a vial containing a golden potion.
Hermione took it and to her surprise, it not only didn't taste bad, but it made her feel all warm inside. "Wow that one is actually pleasant to take."
"It has a special ingredient in it thanks to your Prince's blood sample." She winked at Harry.
"Hey as long as I don't have to keep giving blood I'm all for the cures." He grinned.
"We have found a way to synthesize your blood. It's a good thing seeing as how much trouble you tend to get yourself into." She picked up the tray and turned to look at Remus. "Well did you tell them yet?"
"Tell us what?" Harry and Hermione asked in unison.
"Well you see Gene and I are getting married." He grinned.
"Wow talk about your love at first sight!" Harry thought that they had just met.
"Oh it's not like that. The two of us have know each other since I was in Ravenclaw and he was in Gryffindor." She laughed. "He just wouldn't commit to anything until he was cured. I did that so now we're going to get married."
"Welcome to the family. So when is the big day?" Hermione smiled.
"That would be August 22 at Hogwarts." Remus had never looked so happy.
"That's great Uncle Remus, so does that mean that she's going to be at Hogwarts to?" Harry yawned.
"Yes, there's going to be both a nurse and healer on staff." Remus explained.
"Good to hear." Harry drifted off to sleep.
"Good he needs the sleep, um, could you please help me. I really would love to bathe if possible." She whispered, as not to alert the wolf sleeping next to her.
"Sure honey. I'll make it so the cast won't be harmed if it gets wet." Gene smiled.
"Thanks." Hermione got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.
"Don't worry Hermione he's in no shape to try sneaking in there as Prince again." Remus chuckled when Hermione stared openmouthed at him and blushed clear to her toes.
"Remus go and check on the other two." Gene gave him a look.
"I'll leave the two of you alone, since that last potion is going to make sure he sleeps through the night and well into the morning." He left to go check on the other two.
"I thought that this would be a good place for Harry to unwind and relax, but so far it just isn't happening that way." Hermione frowned.
"I believe the rest of the Wizarding World saw what their celebration was doing to him and decided that they would move it elsewhere to give him some much needed space." Gene used her wand to make Hermione's cast waterproof.
"Thanks I just want to soak for a little bit. I don't mind playing the game. It's just this time it wasn't fun at all." She sat down on the vanity stool as Gene prepared her a bath.
"No it wasn't fun and the players that were out of bounds got suspended for six months from playing. I guess they just didn't like it that kids were kicking their collective asses or that you spotted them points before actually getting into the game. They went as far as to jinx the bludger making sure that it targeted you." Gene poured something into the bath to soothe any aches that Hermione still had.
"That was Harry's idea. He didn't like what they did to his pitch. Don't tell Harry that or the lot of them will end up fleeing for their lives." Hermione stepped down into the bath and sighed with relief. "Thanks I really needed this."
"No thanks needed. Harry is like a surrogate son to Remus, so that makes you family." Gene smiled. "Only a handful of us know about the tampered bludger. None of us are of the mind to tell him something that would make him go past the red line temper wise and do something that he would most surely regret afterwards. Now you just relax and enjoy your bath and Hermione you played brilliantly today."
"Thanks Aunt Gene all in all not counting the sore losers it was really great fun." Hermione smiled closing her eyes as the water worked its magic.
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Chapter 18
Diagon Alley
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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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