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Potter's Army

Chapter Two - Diagon Ally and Raging Hormones

They woke up early to go to Diagon Alley. Tonks showed up while everyone was eating breakfast. She had hot pink hair today.

"Molly, almost ready to leave?" Tonks asked brightly. "We'll meet up with the other guards in the Leaky Cauldron." Harry sighed. "The other guards will be Mad-eye Moody, Remus Lupin, and Kingsley Shacklebolt." Harry started to grin at the thought of seeing Lupin again. Mad-eye Moody was always paranoid, but was a famous Auror and Kingsley was another Auror he knew.

"Mom, why do we have to walk around with guards", Ron said, indicating himself and Seamus.

"Because you can't go alone and we're all staying with Harry", Mrs. Weasly said in a final sort of way. Ron shut up after that, though grumpily. Fred, George, and Ginny all smirked as Ron got told off by his mother. Harry started to feel bad for Fred, George, Ginny, and Hermione as they all had to walk with his guards, also.

"Okay, let's get ready to leave; we have to meet the guards in about ten minutes. If we don't show up exactly on time, well, you know Moody, he'll think we've all been attacked or something", Tonks said with a note of laughter in her voice.

"Okay, finish eating kids. Ron, you're done, you take some Floo powder, oh, and you next Seamus."

"Maybe he'll get lost", Fred said, not sounding worried, but if anything, hopeful.

Soon everyone was in the Leaky Cauldron, standing around the guards. "Okay, let's go shopping, you girls want to go get some clothes, I'll take you", Mrs. Weasly said briskly. "Boys, you can go to Quality Quidditch Supplies to look around." Everyone stood still for a moment, then rushed off. "Thanks Mum, thanks Mrs. Weasly" everyone said.

"Harry, you going to get anything here?" George asked.

"Maybe. Probably not. You guys want anything?" Harry asked.

"Nope we're saving the money you gave us. Our dream is to have all our items on Filch's list of things banned at Hogwarts." Fred grinned.

"And it's going well." George replied. "We're hoping to test the waters at Hogwarts and see what things Hogwarts students want."

"Can we go now", Ron asked them grumpily, from the other side of the store. "There's nothing here I want."

"Sure, Ronnie", George replied.

Fred smirked, "He hates it when we call him that."

"And that's why we do it." George smirked.

"Let's go find your mum, Hermione, and Ginny", Harry said to Fred and George.

"We're right here", Mrs. Weasly called out. They had bought some clothes, because they all had shopping bags. "Got everything you need? Books? Materials? Okay, let's go then."

When they got back, Ginny and Hermione modeled their new clothes for the boys. Ron and Seamus were especially enthusiastic when Hermione was modeling. She gave them "not gonna happen" looks, and they shut up and hung their heads. When Ginny came out, Harry got this really strange feeling as he watched her model her bright green halter top with a hot pink skirt. Fred and George started yelling at her for wearing "inappropriate" clothing, so she started chasing them around, holding her flip-flop like a Beater's bat, trying to whack them. Everyone got the message that the show was over, so they ran over to help Mrs. Weasly restrain her children. Hermione grabbed Fred, Harry got George, and Mrs. Weasly held back Ginny. Ron and Seamus were shouting "Fight, fight!", so they were sentenced to an hour of cleaning. After that, they all had to de-gnome the garden.

"Okay, I have to talk to all of you", Mrs. Weasly said sternly with her hands on her hips. "Just because there are girls in this house, doesn't mean you should treat them like pieces of meat." Harry looked nervous. Harry, you were so stupid for thinking of Ginny that way, Harry lectured himself. "Ron, Seamus, I'm pretty sure Hermione didn't like you acting like complete idiots, even though she's probably used to it from you." George smirked. "Fred, George, you should stop acting so overprotective of Ginny. It's good that you care about her, but she doesn't need anymore parents. She already has two. Ginny, they were only trying to be protective, but please don't loose your temper again like you did today." That's all? I didn't even get lectured, Harry thought, relieved.

"Hey, mate, what's with the weird face?" Fred asked, interrupting his thoughts.

"Nothing", Harry said. Harry started to imagine what Fred and George would do if they knew he liked their sister. Would their friendship be ruined? He definitely didn't want that to happen. But then again, he couldn't ignore his feelings for Ginny much longer. At the moment, she was dating Dean, a nice boy that Harry shared a dorm with. But right now, he couldn't help feeling disgusted with Dean.

"Harry, we have to go de-gnome the garden", George said loudly and slowly as talking to a five year old.

"Sorry, I was just thinking", Harry said hurrying along to the backyard. Soon he was outside talking with Fred, George, Ginny, and Hermione about who they were least excited to see at Hogwarts in two days. Fred said Malfoy. George said Snape, and Hermione, Ginny and Harry agreed.

"Blaise Zabini is a jerk too", Ginny said savagely to the other four. Hermione looked at the ground, trying to think of something to say.

"He can't be nearly as bad as Malfoy, can he?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, he is", Ginny responded. "He hangs out with Malfoy. He's like a little clone of Malfoy." Apparently, she didn't think much of Blaise Zabini, Harry thought, glad there was a boy he wouldn't have to compete with. That lighted Harry's mood a bit. Then, his mind started to wander. Harry was imagining himself and Ginny, walking together, Fred, George, Hermione, Ron, and Seamus weren't there. He leaned in to kiss her, and then…….

"Harry, are you okay?" Hermione asked. Harry jerked awake. He came to his senses and realized he was on the ground, sleeping before Hermione woke him up. Did I suddenly stop working and fall to the ground? Harry thought, fearfully. He looked around. Fred and George were trying extremely hard not to laugh, Hermione looked at him like he belonged in St. Mungo's, and Ron and Seamus started howling with laughter. Harry finally looked at Ginny. She didn't look like she was trying to suppress a giggle, she didn't look like she thought he was a psychopath, and she definitely didn't start laughing. She looked at him kindly, but slightly worriedly. Then Hermione asked shakily, "Was it Voldemort?"

No, it was nothing, I'm fine", Harry mumbled. "I just fell asleep." He looked at his shoes. "Well, it looks like it's time to eat dinner", Harry said, looking at his watch that didn't even work anymore.

"Riiiiiiiiight, let's go", Fred said. The rest of the kids followed Fred inside.

After they were finished eating, Harry ran up to Fred and George's room to think about what a major idiot he had been.

"Could I have been anymore stupid?" Harry asked himself. He kicked his trunk in frustration, but all that resulted from that was a sore foot. Ginny would never want to go out with him now, not that she would have wanted to in the first place. Ginny Weasly had grown up over the summer, her slim figure, her fiery red locks of hair, her big blue eyes; she was very pretty, of course. Harry had had a few other crushes, but she was the only girl he had ever really loved. He was just afraid to show it.

"Harry!" someone said. Harry turned and saw Ginny, and his hand flew up compulsively to attempt to flatten his unruly hair. "Mum has dessert ready", she said and walked from the room. He stood up, wincing from his aching foot, and followed her. As he came into the kitchen, Mrs. Weasly started fussing over him, saying he looked underfed, like always. Ginny rolled her eyes and smiled at Harry. Harry returned this, reluctantly. So she didn't think he was some sort of freak, for what he did this afternoon. I hope she doesn't hate me, Harry thought, while accepting the cake Mrs. Weasly offered him. What's wrong with me, I wondered. I should be able to tell her how I feel, he thought, frustrated. It shouldn't be this hard.

Harry left to finish packing after the dessert. They were leaving for Hogwarts tomorrow. He stopped packing for a minute, his head was spinning from his personal agony. Things in his life had gotten so complicated since Voldemort had returned. His visions had gotten bad and now the mess with Ron. It had all started when Seamus approached them on their way back on the Hogwarts express.

Flashback

"Hey Ron, hey Hermione." Seamus said, totally ignoring Harry. He started talking to Ron about Quidditch and if he thought he could get a spot the next year on the team. "I've been practicing and I think I could make the team next year."

"Only the keeper spot is open so you'll have loads of competition for the spot." Harry replied.

Seamus again ignored him and said, "So are you going to try for a spot next year?"

"Yep I'm going to try for keeper." Ron replied.

"Cool well I think I can make the team next year as well. It would be cool to have both of us on the team." Seamus replied.

"How will that happen?" Harry asked. "I mean shouldn't you be competing with Ron for keeper since it's the only open spot?"

Seamus ignored him again and started talking to Ron again. Harry ground his teeth in annoyance. "So Seamus if you aren't going for keeper then what spot will you be going for?"

Seamus finally turned to him and spat, "Seeker. I want to try out for Seeker."

Harry stared at him and asked, "Did I get kicked off the team without me knowing?"

"No." Seamus spat. "I just think come September you won't be able to try for the team."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked angrily.

"Well come on Harry you may have fooled Dumbledore with your You-Know-Who story but eventually the Ministry will catch on." Seamus replied.

"What do you mean 'Voldemort story.'" Harry asked angrily. "I just told the truth."

Seamus looked at him skeptically, "I mean that I and most other people think you killed Cedric. I'm sure you'll be in Azkaban by September after there aren't any attacks."

"You think I killed Cedric!" Harry yelled. "That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard. I'd never kill him. Anyone who knows me knows I wouldn't kill Cedric to win." He turned to Ron and Hermione for backup.

Hermione sprang to his defense immediately, "Harry isn't a killer. They even caught the Death Eater who set it all up and he confessed under Veritaserum."

Everyone turned to Ron who said, "Well you can't admit it didn't look suspicious."

"WHAT!" Harry yelled. "You think I killed him?"

"Well what am I supposed to think?" Ron asked, his anger flaring. "You came out with his body and you couldn't have really fled You-Know-Who if he was at full strength. You were lucky because of your mothers sacrifice as a baby but no one was there to die for you this time."

Harry's anger reached the breaking point. "IF YOU THINK I'D KILL TO WIN A TOURNAMENT THEN YOU SHOULDN'T BE MY FRIEND!"

Ron's eyes blazed with anger and he stood up furiously, "WHY WOULD I WANT TO FRIENDS WITH A KILLER? YOU JUST WANT MORE PUBLICITY!"

With that Ron stormed off, breaking their friendship beyond repair.

End Flashback

They had fought constantly since and everyone knew that it was the end of their friendship. Then there was Dumbledore. Harry raged up again when he thought of Dumbledore. That fight occurred when Harry came to visit him in the summer.

Flashback

With a pop, Dumbledore appeared in the Burrow. "Molly, can I talk to Harry for a minute?" Dumbledore asked.

"Of course, Albus. Harry, get down here please", Mrs. Weasly called.

Harry came bounding down the stairs. "Yes, Mrs. Weasly?"

"Honey, Professor Dumbledore wants to talk to you."

"I'll just get down to the point, Harry. Has your scar hurt at all since your encounter with Voldemort?

Harry stared with disbelief. No 'how are you, Harry?' No 'are you feeling better, Harry?' "I'm fine thank you very much", Harry said with distinct coolness.

"Oh, right, sorry, I forgot. So, how has your scar been acting?" Dumbledore asked.

Harry fired up. "That's all you care about on me, my scar, right? This stupid scar is the reason some people love me and some people hate me. People gawking at me wherever I go? I'd have to say, it's no picnic. My parents are dead and people think I got off easy with a scar!" Harry yelled. "I don't want to talk to you anymore, so just go away!"

With that, Dumbledore apparated, in fear Harry would actually attack him if he didn't.

End Flashback

Dumbledore believed him but they didn't get along for other reasons. His thoughts became happier as he thought of Ginny. At least I can talk to her…… most of the time, Harry thought. Sometimes I just go "Um… um… um" like a babbling idiot. I can't even talk to a frickin' girl. How. Damn. Convenient. He finished packing, crashed onto his bed, and instantly drifted to sleep, dreaming of a certain red-headed girl.

Author notes: To answer the reviewers, i put in the flashbacks, so readthose carefully!Chapter 3 is on its way! Please, please please, read and review!