Chapter 7

Snotty Gryffindors, Sweet Revenge, and some Qudditch

A/N: This should be a long one so fasten your seatbelts 'cause it's gonna be a bumpy ride. oh and if you didn't get that last line take a nap and watch the POA movie, then you should get it.

A/N 2: We are SO very sorry this took so long….school and sports started…illness struck… co-author had mind block…and a major plot flaw was determined…We hope to fix most of it now…

Disclaimer: We only own Dari. And any one else we choose to release. The plot is mostly ours but with some inspiration from Saerry Snape. Some spells used this chapter are also Saerry's. All usual characters are Queen Joanne Rowling's. Oh yea…we may be adding a few new ones later on…there are some truly amazing fan fics out there

Harry Potter was eagerly awaiting his first ever flying lesson. Or, at least he was until the day before when he found out it was with the Gryffindors. Then, he felt his journal buzzing. Gred and Forge, no wait Fred and George had slipped a donfounding, no confounding potion into today's eggs. "No wonder dye no fry no WHY they tasted so strangely." commented Draco. "Well, good thing I have the poison NO ANTIDOTE with me. Ok, here we go," Harry reached into his bag to find the can of bezoars empty. "NO!" screamed Harry. "Well boys," said Fred and George out of nowhere in unison, "It seems as though you have found,"

"the beauty of our little potion,"

"It eliminates all antidotes to the person,"

"That drinks it or eats it with eggs."

Fred and George said switching and finishing each others sentences in an annoyingly funny way. "No way!" exclaimed Harry. "Yes way my young friend. At least it wears off at the bell." All of a sudden, Ron Weasley came running up to Harry and Draco saying how first rate their friendship was and that he hoped his crush on Pansy wouldn't jeopardize their friendship. "Bro, how many eggs did you have?" said Fred in a mock-concerned voice. "16, why?" Soon the 4 marauders broke out into hysterical laughter. Ron, looking disgruntled walked back to the Hufflepuff table where the 4th year Cedric Diggory guided him over to the Gryffindor table. He apparently had not had any eggs. "Dang," said Fred watching Cedric. "In our long two years previous to this, and 1 week in this year, we could never prank Cedric." "Yeah, brother-o-mine, you have just given me an idea. If you can get Cedric first, 200 extra points will be added to that prank." Smirked George with a mischievous grin spreading over his face. "Isn't that a little harsh?" asked Draco. "No." replied Harry, Fred and George in perfect unison. "Besides it's all in good fun. We'll even tell Cedric. That will add a good hundred points." said George. "Agreed?" "Agreed." "Ok. C'mon Draco we'd better get to driving, no FLYING lessons." "Ok." And the bell rang, and Harry, Draco, and all other first year Gryffindors and Slytherins made their way to the courtyard for flying lessons.

At flying lessons, Harry hoped that the potion had not worn off. First, Madam Hooch made them walk up to their brooms and say "UP!" Harry, of course, did this instantly but it was difficult to watch Pansy and Draco fail ever so miserably. However, it was funny to watch Neville Longbottom's broom fly up and hit his nose though. Madam Hooch took him off to the hospital wing to fix his broken nose, and as if on cue, Draco dropped a package in his robes. Ron, seeing his chance to get back at them for he believed that they had caused the confusion at lunch, stole it. "Give it back you prat," Spat Draco with a sneer. "No way. Do you have any idea how confused I was this morning? I thought I was a dammed Hufflepuff." "Well maybe you shouldn't have had 16 eggs you fat bastard." laughed Harry. They both flew into the air. "Harry come back! It's not worth it!" shrieked Pansy. "No way!" he yelled back down. "Anyway, Ron, it wasn't even us. It was your loving brothers Fred and George." "Really?" Harry nodded his head. "Well, whatever." And he chucked it about 300 feet. Harry sped after it on his appalling Silver Arrow school broom. He dove at about the third window up and caught it.

Little did he know this was where a petrified Tom Riddle was watching from his quarters. When he got back, people were cheering him, except Ron who had gotten a colorifica curse, and his hair was a deep wonderful shade of maroon. However, this was short lived as Tom Riddle striding out of the castle came over and wanted to see him. Minutes later Harry was in the familiar Charms Corridor. "Professor Flitwick? Could I see Flint for a minute?" "Yes of course Professor Riddle." Harry was freaked out at odd prospects of what Tom would want with a flint, and was immediately backing away. He sighed in relief when it was just that Dentally Challenged kid, Marcus Flint. "Yes professor?" "Flint, I have found a replacement seeker for Terence Higgs. It was a terrible thing about that practice and that bludger to the head." Flint said shaking his head, "Yes, it was and he's done for the year now. We were going to have tryouts for a new one next week." Tom turned and saw the fear still lingering in Harry's eyes and he sighed. "Harry, Marcus is the captain of the quidditch team. Why don't you two meet tonight down on the pitch and you can learn about the game a bit." He looked at Flint ad asked "Is that alright with you?" Marcus nodded. "Why don't you head back to class, Mr. Potter, you may go as well." stated Tom and he watched with joy as Harry skipped off with glee towards the Slytherin common room.

Harry and Draco woke at the same time. "Are you ready?" asked Draco with a furtive look on his face." "Yes….let's do this…" As the two boys made their way up the stairs Draco said to Harry, "I can't believe it still. Youngest Seeker in over a hundred years….I guess you get it from your dad huh?" "Yea I think so. What was that idiot Weasley thinking anyway? So, what's our revenge?" Harry asked this to Draco. Draco grinned evilly and simply replied "It was Pansy who found this one" and without any other words he burst out laughing. Harry looked over at him and with a slight grin and replied, "Pansy, huh…so are you gonna fill me in or what?" Draco was chortling so hard at this point he couldn't respond.

"When that idiot threw my little package in the air, and wow, that Ronald is an asshole." "Ok get back on track. So what's this charm/revenge thing we're supposed to be doing?" Harry asked him. Draco laughed. "You ever know what it's like to REALLY like a girl and she arouses you and are able to show it?" He sniggered even louder, "He'll think it but trust us…he'll never know what hit him…or not hit him for that matter." He said this thoughtfully. Harry stared at him for a minute trying to actually figure out what he was saying. When he finally realized what Draco was saying he burst out "NO! YOU CAN"T DO THAT!" Draco looked at him oddly. "Why not…it doesn't even hurt him…well his pride maybe" Draco said with a small laugh. Harry just looked stunned and said in an unusual way, "No, I don't want any part of it" and with that he walked shakily away. Draco bewilderly stared after him stunned, and then continued on to the Great Hall to meet Pansy. Ron was going to have a hard day with or without Harry's help. Draco knew that Pansy was in but still wondered what Harry was on about.

Harry left Draco and wandered without direction down the hallway as if he were lost. He was thinking back to all those times with Minerva disgusted and ashamed with himself. He felt like he needed to go and drown in the lake. Not paying any attention to where he going, he wander the halls aimlessly. He had a haunted pained expression on his face. Any one who passed him were giving him odd looks but he took no notice of any of them. He was lost in his own thoughts and feelings. Suddenly, Harry was ducking into an alcove overwhelmed by the memories of Minerva. As they flooded him he was caught in a trap of his own mind. He was re-living every time that horrid woman would have him come to her room so she could "play" with him and if he refused she would just beat him until he complied with her. She usually beat him anyway afterwards. As these memories washed over him Draco and Pansy had cursed Ron and he didn't even realize it yet. Harry meanwhile sat huddled up and crying silently in the alcove lost to his memories.

"Where did Harry go?" asked Pansy to Draco. The two were laughing at Ron feeling quite proud of themselves. "I don't know, he got all weirded out after I told him about the curse." "Well he's going to be late for class if he doesn't hurry up. He already missed breakfast. Let's go and ask Professor Riddle if he's seen him." When they asked him he felt an odd tightening in his chest. "Did anything happen this morning?" he asked Draco. "Usually you three are inseparable." Draco had a guilty expression on his face as he replied "Um, well not really. I was just telling him about a curse Pansy discovered by accident and got all weirded out and left." Tom eyed the two suspiciously "And what exactly was this curse?" The tightening grew inside him. Pansy got red in the face and she told him. "It was the lasto bonero curse." Tom nodded and said to them, "Yes, I know of it, not a very nice one at that. I hope you weren't planning on ever using it, there are serious consequences if you should be found out." Draco and Pansy both got redder in the face and started to stammer "Uh, no, we wouldn't do anything like that would we Pansy?" Draco looked at her hoping his face was not as red as hers was. "Oh, no, never." She stammered. Tom just looked at them for a minute but simply said "I should hope not. Well, you two better get along or you'll be late for class. I'm sure Harry will catch up with you them." The two practically fled from him as they left the Great Hall.

As Tom started walking around the corridors that tightened feeling in his chest grew even more. He knew something was wrong with Harry, he just hoped that hearing about that spell didn't effect him too greatly. (HA!) When he started down the next corridor he thought he heard something and looked around. Spotting a slight movement a bit down he hurried to it and froze, to shocked by the sight before him. There was Harry, his back against the wall in the corner huddled up and trembling no sounds were coming from him at all. Tom knew exactly what had happened in an instant, it was as he had feared, he was having flashbacks. Tom moved quietly over towards Harry slightly moving his hand at the same time and muttered a calming spell. "Harry," Tom said quietly, "It's over now-you are safe here." Harry just trembled. "Harry, you're safe now nothing will happen to you here." Tom continued to quietly reassure him casting the calming spell again. It was a long while before Harry's trembling began to stop and he looked up at Tom who had been sitting next to him knowing that if he touched Harry, he would have freaked out and bolted. Harry's face was streaked with tears but it was the agonized expression in his eyes that tore at Tom's heart.

Tom handed over his handkerchief silently wanting desperately just to pull him into his arms and just hug all his pain and fear away. "It was that spell wasn't it?" he asked already knowing the answer. Harry gaped up at him and nodded silently, the agonized look still on his face. "Do want to talk about it?" Tom asked gently. Harry shook his head violently and gasped out in a tremulous voice "I can't…I'll just see it all over again" he stammered. Tom gave him an understanding look and replied gently "It's over now Harry, they're just bad memories. I assure you will never have to deal with Minerva again. We do need to talk about them though; otherwise it'll just get worse for you." Harry, still looking up at him asked "How can it only get worse, I mean you just said it was over." He had a confused look now. "When you don't deal with the bad things that happened to you, it complicates your life. If you can't come to terms with it you will never be as happy and free as you could be. Talking about those memories with someone that you trust helps you from keeping it all bottled up inside." Harry nodded his head silently, comprehension dawning him. "Uh, Tom," Harry asked suddenly "how did know about that spell?" "Draco and Pansy told me about it this morning after breakfast." Harry wasn't sure what to say next so he said nothing, waiting for Tom to speak again. "C'mon you, up you go, let's get you something to eat then you can head off to classes. I'll square it with your professors." He extended out his hand and helped Harry up and gently pulled him into a hug. Harry, still in the hug, finally felt his fears erasing away, he muttered into Tom's shoulder "Thanks".

Harry caught up with Draco and Pansy later on merely telling them that he hadn't felt good and went to lie down for awhile. It wasn't really a lie, he did not feel good. Both of friends eyed him suspiciously but didn't ask him any questions for which Harry was grateful, he knew he looked like hell. At lunch he passed a very red-faced Ron who was holding a book in front of him as he went and sat down quickly away from Hermione. When Tom entered the Great Hall slowly he noticed Draco and Pansy glancing over at the Weasley boy with grins on their faces. Suddenly he realized why Harry hadn't said anything more this morning, they HAD cursed the boy. As he walked towards the head table, he passed Ron and gave a hidden flick of his wand and moved towards the Slytherin table. The trio saw him coming towards them. Harry looked up with a smile for him that faltered when he saw the expression on Tom's face. Quietly placing a hand on Draco's and Pansy's shoulder he bent down and whispered "Detention with Filch for one week followed by detention with me the next. They both paled. Patting Harry on the head he went to sit down. Harry looked over and said "That was wrong and you both know it and before you say anything I didn't say a word to him."

The following morning Pansy said to Harry "Oh you must be so excited Harry, I mean your very first quidditch game is coming up!" Harry, feeling quite nervous about it simply nodded his head and quickly changed the subject. "So, what are we going to try on Cedric?" Draco asked them. The three spent the rest of their time before classes started coming up with and dismissing various ideas. So far every time they thought they got him Cedric merely smiled at them. That only made the trio even more determined to get him and get him good. Fred and George weren't having any luck either. They had all even let up on their pranking because they kept trying to get Cedric. They has stopped spiking the food in the kitchen as the staff, having enough of the students out of control, had set up traps to prevent them sneaking down. Fred and George had found out the hard way and came very close to being caught. They retaliated by hexing the teachers hair purple. Harry couldn't resist teasing Tom about it when they had met up later that day. Tom laughed and just asked him if it was the trio or the duo, laughing harder still when Harry looked at him incredibly and stupidly said "You mean you know about that?" This only made Tom laugh harder. "Yes, since day one. Good Luck trying to outdo them. At that he walked towards his office.

LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, BOYS AND GIRLS……..

LET'S GET READY FOR QUIDDITCH!

Harry awoke on Saturday feeling like he was going to puke right there. He went down to breakfast feeling definitely not hungry. Pansy kept trying to get him to eat until Draco finally took pity on him and told her to leave him alone. "Hello and welcome to a great day of Quidditch! I'm your announcer Lee Jordon and we're in for an epic battle here as Slytherin takes on GRRRRRIFFONDOR! And Madam Hooch throws up the Quaffle, and the game begins! Pucey of Slytherin with the Quaffle, pass to Flint back to Pucey and no hit by a nice-aimed bludger by George Weasley. Spinnet passes to Bell, now to Johnson, back to Spinnet and SPINNET SCORES! And Gryffindor leads 10-0." Meanwhile, Harry found Gryffindor leading 40-30 now. But then he saw it. Fluttering just above Gryffindor Keeper Oliver Wood's head, it was the Golden Snitch. "And Potter has seen the Snitch! But HA HA HA, it was only Fred's watch. Pucey to Flint, Flint to- no way! A cat fight has broken out in the stands! C'mon Hermione! You can take on that pug-faced Pansy Parkinson."

And indeed it was a fight. "What did you do to Ron you stupid pug!" screamed Hermione, dodging a well-thrown jab by Pansy. "Nothing he didn't deserve bitch!" yelled Pansy, connecting with an uppercut, sending Hermione flying. Then, Hermione got hit with about 3 kicks 2 more uppercuts and 5 left hooks. She finally gave in. "Right, back to the game. Pucey to Flint, back to Pucey, and Pucey scores, oh no. That sucks." "JORDON!" shrieked Weasley. "Sorry, Sorry. And Potter has seen the snitch. Closely followed by Gryffindor Seeker Cormac McLaggen! McLaggen punches Potter in the face, but Potter still is going strong. Potter re-passes him, and dives but NO! His broom is jerking!" Meanwhile, Pansy saw who she thought was Professor Diggle jinxing his broom. She snapped quickly into action. "Incendio!" She shouted at Diggle's robes. They caught fire. Harry took advantage of this and climbed back onto his broom. "And back to the game. Potter quickly catches up to McLaggen and he dives from his broom! I think he's getting sick! No way! He barfed up the snitch! Slytherin wins! That really is too bad. McLaggen should get kicked off for not catching that." And Harry, Draco, and Pansy walked off the pitch hearing Wood's shouts of "But it was in his mouth! That's not a catch!" towards Madam Hooch, and Harry for the first time in his life, truly felt happy.

A.N. Did you like it? Really hoped you liked it. Sorry about the wait. Will update quicker now

Sneak Peek at next chapter:

The race to Prank Cedric heats up.

Ron gets revenge for the boner incident.

A really big problem arises

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