PHarry Potter & The New Life
Harry Potter & The New Life
Fandom: Harry Potter.
Author: All Credit for the story goes to SilverAegis.
Rating: Mature.
Characters: Harry Potter. Ginny Weasley. OFC.
Other Tags: AU – Dimension Travel. AU – Time Travel.
Status: 116,700 words; 12 Chapters; Incomplete.
Summary: After the war ended, Harry who is in his 7th year is accidentally transported into a AU where Neville is TBWL & where Harry is a normal boy. How will a Shadow Mage Harry get accustom to his New Life?
Chapter 8: Holidays End & Return to Hogwarts
Soon Christmas Holiday ended and Harry was leaving for Hogwarts again.
"Harry! Hurry up! The port-key is activating in a few minutes!" His father shouted. Harry answered back.
"Okay dad!" Harry said.
Looking at all the stuff on his bed, he waved his hand and everything packed itself up. At that moment he heard clapping. He turned around swiftly while flicking his wrist, wand in hand.
It was his mum.
"It seems… you have been performing well in Wandless Mage." His mother said with a smile. Harry smiled. "Yes, I have nothing else to do in class, so…"
"Harry." His mother interrupted.
Harry gave his mother a questioning look.
"You seem to be doing well in classes, and you could really finish schooling by home school. I can help tutor you, and it would be nice if you stay with your family. Wouldn't you like that?" His mother asked with a hopeful expression.
Harry shot it down. As much as he wanted to spend time with his family, he was needed at Hogwarts to make sure things were safe.
"No. As much as I want to stay home and be with everyone, I want to have friends to be with and friends to talk to. I can't stay here forever."
His mother nodded and walked up to him.
Harry gave her a curious look, but she said nothing but gave him a warm fierce embrace. "My manly son, you grown so much!"
Harry blushed.
She released him and smiled.
"Take care sweetie, and continue to do well in school." His mother said sadly giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.
Harry nodded and gave her one last fierce embrace until he heard his father yell from downstairs. "Okay mum, love you." Harry trailed off and shrunk his trunk.
Leaving the room, Harry gave his mum a warm loving smile. He wasn't going to see her for another five months.
Sighing he went downstairs to meet his father. At the moment, his brother and sisters weren't home, they were at Sirius place.
"Hey squirt." His father said interrupting his thoughts. Looking up, Harry smiled at his dad.
"Hey dad."
"Ready?" His father asked. Harry nodded.
"Harry!" His mum shouted while running downstairs to meet them. "Eh? Mum?" Harry gave a questioning look.
"I'm coming along to." She said with a tone that said no arguing. Harry smiled and nodded.
"Sure, hon." His father said shrugging.
When they arrived at the King's Cross, it was full of families that were seeing their children off.
Harry's parents saw a couple of adults that they recognized and started to talk. Meanwhile, Harry was on the look out for his friends and their families. Hermione however, spotted him first.
"Harry!" Hermione shouted catching his attention.
Turning to the direction of where she was shouting, Harry was ambushed by a fierce hug and a bush of brown hair.
"Hello Mia. Can you let me breathe?" Harry gasped. She immediately let go and apologize.
"Sorry." She said sheepishly.
Harry said nothing but gave her a smile that said it was okay. "So how was Christmas?" Hermione asked.
Harry smiled.
"It was great! Thanks for the books, what about you? How was your Christmas?" Harry asked.
She smiled.
"It was okay, it was a family gathering and nothing much happened. Thanks for the present Harry. Where on earth did you get that hand held Galaxy? I never even heard of something like that. Professor Sinistra told us there was nothing like that, that exist. That gift must really cost a lot. Where on earth did you get it from?"
Harry inwardly panicked, how was he going to answer that? Luckily someone interrupted their conversation.
"Hermione! There you are!"
Both looked over Hermione's shoulder to see two adults that was definitely Hermione's parents. Hermione squeaked and spoke excitedly.
"Mum! Let me introduce you to my best friend, Harry Potter!" Hermione said pointing to Harry.
"Hermione! Don't point! It's rude! Anyway, young lady! How could you leave your parents standing alone in a huge crowd like that?" Her mother said annoyed.
Hermione spoke in a small voice.
"Sorry mum, I was excited in seeing my best friend." She said looking down ashamed.
Harry didn't know what to do. He just looked back and forth to Hermione and her mum. Thankfully, Hermione's father spoke.
"You must be Harry, it's a pleasure to meet you. My daughter has told us a lot about you and has been speaking about you non-stop." Hermione's dad said smiling at the young handsome lad.
"Dad!" Hermione shouted embarrassed. Harry smiled.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. and Mrs. Granger. Hermione has been a great friend, you must be proud to have such a brilliant daughter." Harry said bowing respectfully. Mrs. Black had been drilling his head to learn Japanese respect and culture this past Christmas Vacation.
Hermione blushed at the comment while her parents laughed.
"Please. There is no need to bow, and there's no need to call us Mr. and Mrs. Just call me Anna and my husband John." Hermione's mother Anna said smiling warmly at him.
Harry smiled sheepishly.
"Um… is that okay Mrs. Granger? I don't want to sound disrespectful by calling you by your first name." Harry said looking uncertain.
Mr. Granger smiled while Mrs. Granger spoke.
"What a well mannered young man. Our daughter was right about you Harry, you really are quite the gentlemen."
Harry blushed while Hermione tried to avoid looking directly at Harry. Thankfully, Harry's parents who noticed them broke the awkward silence. "I'm sorry, are you the Grangers?" Harry's father James asked politely.
"Hello, yes we're the Grangers; may I ask who are you?" Mrs. Granger asked kindly though Harry could have sworn Mrs. Granger was checking out his father, but only Harry noticed.
"Oh, let me introduce you to the Grangers dad, this charming girl here is Hermione, my best friend, and here are her parents. Mr. and Mrs. Granger, I would like to introduce you to my parents, James and Lily Potter, my mum and dad." Harry said introducing the parents to each other.
"It's a pleasure to meet you all. I heard a lot about you Hermione, my son talks very much about you." Lily winked at Harry.
"Mum!" Harry said giving Hermione an embarrass look who blushed.
The adults laughed and made some small talk while Harry talked to Hermione. "Have you seen Ron?" Hermione asked.
Harry gave a shook of his head.
"No, I haven't." Harry said truthfully.
"He better hurry up. He's going to be late." Hermione said sternly. Harry laughed and poked her.
"Aww! Come on Hermione, Ronald will be here. Do you want to see him that badly?" Harry teased. Hermione's left eye twitched and poked him.
"So Mr. Potter, what have you been telling your parents about me?" Hermione asked. Harry gave a mischievous smile and spoke.
"I told them I met a gorgeous brown haired girl who's brilliant and has a smile that would make guys fall head over heels for."
Hermione had a huge blush and slapped him.
"Did you… did you really say that?" Hermione said shyly while twirling her fingers together nervously.
Harry stopped teasing. He remembered hearing Ginny telling him that Hermione was one of the girls
that fell in love with him at Hogwarts.
"Err…" Harry stuttered, thankfully his mother saved him, but not in a way that he thought she would.
"That's right. He said you were just like me, smart, beautiful, kind, fun, and likes to read in the library right?" Lily said interrupting their conversation.
Harry immediately looked away and tried to find a quick exit. Hermione on the other hand blushed deeper.
"Harry, you really said all of that about me?"
Harry smile gratefully when his father stopped the conversation…
"Anyway, I think you two should get inside the train, better go find a compartment."
Harry sent a grateful look to his father and gave his parents one last hugs before they departed. For some reason Harry had a feeling his dad interrupted the conversation for a reason. He got this feeling his dad and Sirius was trying to hook him up with Yuna, but he could never prove it.
But before he left them alone to talk with the Grangers, they heard a snotty voice from behind his parents.
"Hello James… Lily."
Harry turned around swiftly to the unknown voice. It was Neville and his parents.
James and Lily scowled but it quickly disappeared. Lily spoke in a neutral voice. "Hello Frank, Alice."
Alice didn't bother hiding her scowl at Lily.
Neville who was sneering in the back ground spoke. "Hello Harry." Neville said in a friendly voice. "Neville." Harry said nodding evenly.
Harry noticed Hermione's parents scowled at the name Neville. It turned out that Hermione told her parents about Neville.
There was a cold odd silence until Harry heard some people in the background whispering and pointing at Neville.
"Look! It's The Boy Who Lived."
"Do you think he'll give me an autograph?"
"He killed You-Know-Who, did you know that son?"
Harry snapped out of his cold demeanor when he heard a familiar sweet voice say. "Look mum, its Neville Longbottom."
Looking at the corner of his eye, Harry noticed it was Ginny who was with her family who half of them were scowling at Neville.
For some reason Harry's heart broke when he heard Ginny say Neville's name and seeing Neville smirk at him.
Harry threw a cold icy look at him.
"Bye mum, bye dad. Love you and say bye to Little Lily for me." Harry said giving his parents a hug while Hermione did the same. They both took off to go find a compartment leaving their 'friend' Ron who did not follow him, but instead, hung out with Neville.
On the train ride back to Hogwarts, things were silent for Harry. Padma, and Hermione were talking and chatting around while Harry himself was brooding at the corner of the compartment. He remembered how Ginny told him she had a crush on The-Boy-Who-Lived when she was young. Harry knew Neville was going to take advantage of it with his confidence and cocky attitude. Neville was the type that would take advantage of any situation. Harry was positive that Neville would try and take advantage over Ginny and show to everyone how many girls he could get. At the moment, half the school had already consider him as a pompous stuck up brat and the other half, the guys admire him and the girls swoon over him. Harry snapped out of his thoughts when he heard Padma spoke.
"Harry?"
Harry quickly smiled and made "Hmm?" sound.
"Weren't you paying attention to what Padma and I asked?" Hermione said pouting. Harry quickly apologized.
"Sorry. I was thinking, my mind was somewhere else." Hermione and Padma nodded.
"So… what was it that you two wanted to ask me?" Hermione decided to speak.
"Well… we were wondering where did you get our Christmas presents from?" Hermione asked. Harry sighed. Why did they have to keep asking that question?
"It's a secret. Sorry, I can't say." Harry said winking.
Hermione pouted with Padma. Apparently, they really wanted to know.
Harry ignored it and went back to sulking. Harry had finally realized it. There was a chance he might not get to be with the girl he loved. He wasn't The Boy Who Lived and it was mainly of his title that drew Ginny toward him the first place.
Ron was another thing…
He wasn't as quite as good friends with Ron in this dimension. History was changing he knew and he had a feeling things were going to be difficult for him if he wanted to date Ginny in the future.
He had remembered Ginny telling him when he saved her in the Chamber of Secrets, that was the day when she was falling in love with him… She had tried dating other guys to forget, but he was just so precious and kind hearted compared to anyone else she dated. She would always compare Harry to every guy she thought she might wanted to date, but no one matched him. Thinking about it, Harry realized he was already making a name of himself already at Hogwarts. Maybe that would help him win Ginny's heart? Harry knew he would have to try very hard to win her heart, but there were going to be percussions. Harry scowled thinking about how he would have to stop arguing with Neville because Ginny would most likely take Neville's side sense he was The Boy Who Lived early on, until she find out how he truly acted. Then again, she blushed when she saw him! So she definitely had a crush on him… maybe… depending on the situation. He wasn't sure. He continued to sulk and ignored Draco Malfoy who entered and tried to talk to him, but everyone could tell Harry was sulking and wasn't caring about anything around him.
"Hey guys, what's wrong with Harry?" Ron whispered to Padma and Hermione as he entered the compartment.
Hermione was silent for a moment, and then spoke.
"I don't know, he was his usual self on the train station, however when Neville and his parents came, Harry's been broody and sulking."
Padma gave Harry a poke to the arm to get his attention. She failed. "He's not even paying attention to us." Padma said sadly.
They all just shrugged and decided to let Harry deal with his broodiness. "So, how was Christmas Ron?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, well it was the usual. I was hoping Harry would come over, but his parents didn't let him. So it was boring. Hey! What did you two get from Harry?" Ron asked.
Padma eye's immediately sparked with excitement.
"Harry got me a hand held Galaxy that shows everything and can be zoomed in at close range! My mum and dad were quite impressed. It had to cost a fortune! I have never seen something like this
on sell at Diagon Alley. My father tried to examine it at his work place in the Ministry, you know, the Experimental Charms section, and he told me he had never seen anything like it. He couldn't even identify half the spells that were part of the object!" Padma said excited at an artifact that even the Ministry couldn't examine and find out about.
Hermione agreed.
The hand held galaxy that Harry gave them was incredible. They didn't have to use the Astronomy telescope anymore. They knew Professor Sinistra was going to be impressed with the hand held object they had.
After everyone was settled down back at Hogwarts, everything went back to its usual thing. Well almost everything, everyone noticed Harry was different when he came back from Christmas Holiday. He was sulking and broody most of the time and didn't talk much. He was still doing great in class and exercising or working out.
One day after a Quidditch practice they had, Harry had just finishing taking a long hot shower and went off searching for his friends. Lately, they had been spending a lot of time in the Library. While entering the library, Harry was behind a shelf when he recognized a couple of familiar voices talking. It was Hermione, Ron, and Padma.
"I still can't find anything about Nicholas Flamel!" Hermione said aggravated. Harry's mind froze.
'Sorcerer's stone?' Harry thought.
"I spent all Christmas searching, but I still don't know who he is." Padma said sounding dejected.
Harry felt sad knowing that his friends didn't even talk to him about this stuff until he realized he was to busy sulking and brooding these days to notice.
Speaking of sulking…
"Hey, I'm worried about Harry. He's been doing nothing but sulking and brooding these days." Ron said quietly.
Harry could hear both Padma and Hermione groaning.
"You think we didn't notice? It hasn't been these past few days. It's been since he returned from Christmas! Something is wrong with Harry. He hasn't been talkative lately, and I saw Neville messing with some our classmates and Harry didn't do anything but kept walking. Something's wrong." Hermione said seriously.
A few moment of silence until Padma spoke.
"You don't think he got in trouble over the Holidays for defending people and getting detention for it? I met Harry's parents, and they don't seem like the type the people that would scold him for
defending others."
"What!" Ron shouted outraged.
Next thing they knew, Madame Prince was scolding them. Ron apologized immediately.
"So what should we do to cheer him up?" Ron whispered to them.
Hermione and Padma didn't know what to say. They just looked at each other hoping one of them would answer.
Padma broke it.
"Look, let's go worry about Nicholas Flamel first. We'll worry about Harry later. If we can't figure him out, we'll have to worry about Flamel first, and then move on to Harry."
Hermione agreed.
"Yes, we'll worry about Harry after we find out who is Nicholas Flamel." Harry decided he should reveal himself and give them a piece of information.
When he stepped out from behind the bookshelf his three friends froze and gave him a shocked look.
Harry shrugged at them and spoke.
"Nicholas Flamel is the only known living Alchemist creator of the 'Sorcerer's stone,' which is a magical artifact that was created to make infinite gold or to live for eternity, in other words, to be immortal. Nicholas Flamel is currently over 700 years old and is known to be one of the greatest wizards on earth next to Albus Dumbledore." Harry said sitting down next to a shocked Padma.
"Hey guys, researching?" Harry said in a cheerful voice that didn't sound genuine. "Umm…" Padma looked unsure.
Hermione tried to stutter an answer, but Harry gave a big smile and spoke.
"Thanks for worrying about me guys. I didn't get into any trouble or anything, I'm fine. Sorry for making you guys worry." Harry said patting them on the shoulder and giving them an affection smile. He was happy knowing his friends were worried. Unlike his old dimension where it was just Ron and Hermione, they now had Padma Patil as a friend.
The trio sighed in relief. However, it was short lived when Harry asked the question that made them freeze.
"So… why are you all looking up Nicholas Flamel for?"
Hermione looked at Padma and Ron for help but they were in freeze mode. Hermione sighed and began to explain.
Hermione and Ron had accidentally stumbled upon a Cerberus on the forbidden floor. Hermione noticed the trap door and told Padma about what they saw. They were curious at what the Cerberus was guarding and questioned Hagrid who accidentally slipped the name Nicholas Flamel. Of course, now that they knew who Nicholas Flamel was thanks to Harry, Hermione quickly came up with the theory that the dog was guarding the Sorcerer's stone. Then Ron came in with the comment about Snape trying to steal the Sorcerer's stone because he was an evil git and that anyone would want it. Who wouldn't want to be rich and live forever?
Harry silently disagreed. He would never want to live forever. He didn't think he could live with the pain of seeing everyone he ever loved to die while he continued on living seeing everyone around him past away. As for Ron's theory of Snape stealing it, no matter how much they can try and accuse him, they still didn't have enough proof. He may be a traitor in the future and all, no, scratch that, this is a different universe, so Snape might have or might not have.
"I guess we shouldn't worry about it, I mean, I'm sure the teachers put more protection over it then just leaving a 3 headed dog to guard it. Besides no one would dare steal something under Dumbledore's watch." Hermione trailed off.
They all nodded in agreement except Harry. He wondered how things were going to play out. Was Neville going to confront Voldemort? Harry seriously doubted it. He had not seen Neville research anything the past time he had known him, unless it was for homework.
Harry inwardly wondered should Neville not go, would he have to go? If he did, would Hermione, Ron, and Padma accompany him to confront Voldemort or would they be obvious of what was going on? Harry wasn't sure.
In the end, they all agreed to keep watch on Snape and see if he was about to steal the Sorcerer's stone or not. Harry was tempted to point out to them that Snape wasn't going to steal it, but things could be different, Harry was in a alternate universe, so anything could happened.
Professor Sinistra was quite impressed with the hand held Galaxy that Hermione and Padma had. She had asked them where they got it from and both had pointed it out that Harry got it for them for Christmas and when Professor Sinistra asked Harry on where he got it from. He just winked at the gorgeous black haired teacher and told her it was a secret. She looked put out that her favorite student would not tell her, but Harry promised her that he would get her one for her birthday.
Harry heard learned or more like overheard that he was every teacher's favorite, besides Severus Snape whose favorite was Draco Malfoy. Professor Sinistra was a young mid-twenty-beautiful Astronomy teacher. She was gorgeous and every guys dream at Hogwarts. To bad she always held Astronomy as her top priority then anything else. Too many others, Astronomy was boring, but Harry was one of the few that actually liked it. Every time he looked up the sky and the stars, he felt peaceful and somewhat happy. Harry could still remember the conversation that Professor Sinistra had with him during class.
Flashback
"Ms. Patil, I have never seen anything like this. Where on earth did you get this?" Professor Sinistra said awestruck at the hand held orb that showed the entire Galaxy on the roof of the classroom.
"Harry got it for me for my Christmas present! Isn't it wonderful?" Padma said excitedly.
Professor Sinistra nodded as she looked up at the projection screen that showed a close up view of the stars.
"Mr. Potter, where on earth did you get this?"
Padma and Hermione immediately straightened up to hear. Harry wouldn't dare say no to a Professor.
How wrong they were to think that…
Harry knew the teachers loved him, so they really wouldn't be harsh if he acted badly once in a while, so he winked at Sinistra and his friends and told her, "I'm sorry Professor, that's a secret!"
Professor Sinistra immediately frowned at her favorite student and was about to say something, but Harry interrupted.
"Of course Professor, I would provide you one as well when your birthday when it approaches." Harry said trailing off.
She immediately smiled and her eyes lit up like stars. She looked giddy and excited the moment he said he was going to give her one.
"Okay, you got yourself a deal! July 22 is my birthday!" She demanded. She no longer acted like a teacher, she sounded like a teenager now.
Harry smiled and nodded. Then he frowned. "What deal?"
Professor Sinistra gave a beautiful smirk that looked quite sinister on her pretty face.
"If I do not have it any later then that, I'll fail you for the next four years until you give me one!" Harry eyes immediately widen.
"That's not fair! You're abusing your teacher privileges!" Harry pointed out much to the classrooms amusement.
"Nonsense, I heard you know your school rights quite well, however, my older brother is one of the Board of School Governors, and so I couldn't be fired anyway." She smirked playfully.
Harry gave her one of his irresistible pouts that she would always found adorable.
"Fine! Just make sure I have one by then, or I'll find someone to make your life hell for the next 4 years. And I know where you live Harry. I am very good friends with your mum." She said evilly which made everyone in the classroom look away in fear.
Harry inwardly winced and wondered who it was out there that he pissed off.
End of Flashback
The next few months Hermione was pushing Ron to go study for his exams early. Harry on the other hand didn't bother, he already knew the material, but he reviewed Hermione's notes anyway to make sure.
"Ron! You have to study! It is important for our future if you don't take school seriously! I didn't want to say this, but do you want to live the rest of your life cleaning Hogwarts like Filch? Do you want to be known to the wizard world that you are dumber then women?" Hermione demanded with a sneaky look in her eyes.
That was a low blow to Ron's manhood. Ron flinched and began to stutter.
"What about Harry? Why don't you quit nagging on me about studying and go bother Harry!" Ron pointed out.
Harry looked up from his book with his left eyebrow raised. Lately he had been reading advance books in public showing everyone that he was truly smart and was quite advance for his age, so that he didn't have to think of a hard excuse on how he knew such advance magic in case he got caught in a mix. He was reviewing 4th and 5th year material and it amazed his teachers and the Ravenclaws who saw him.
It was clear to everyone that he was Prodigy, but in reality, he really wasn't…
"Ron! Harry doesn't need to study because he's already ahead of us! I'm sure if Harry took the exams now, he could probably ace the exams with perfect marks! Except for History that is…" Hermione whispered the last part.
Harry rolled his eyes at the last comment. True, History was the only subject he had trouble with, but he already read up on all of it already. Mainly about Goblin Wars, which was bullshit annoying. All other subjects, Harry had already known thanks to his Perenelle Flamel who tutored him like he was their only child including the tough subject that Hermione had always loved and hated: Arthimancy.
"Ron, if you don't study, do you want to look stupid and ignorant for the rest of your life? What do you plan to be after Hogwarts with low grades?" Hermione demanded.
Ron rolled his eyes and snapped back.
"I'm planning to join the Chudley Cannons and play Professional Quidditch!"
Hermione was about to make a come back, but Harry decided to speak to help her out. He knew Ron wouldn't like him taking Hermione's side, but seriously, Ron needed to take school seriously. Harry knew how Ron wanted to show his brothers up since he always grew behind their shadow, and the best way to do was to have goals in life. Harry's goal at the moment was to become a more powerful Mage and to make his parents proud by being a top model student and become Head Boy.
"Look Ron, you say you want to play for the Cannons? Let me ask you something, are you going to play Quidditch all you life? After your Quidditch life ends, what are you going to do then?" Harry asked.
Ron was speechless. He didn't know how to respond to that. Hermione was giving Harry a grateful look and a triumph glance at Ron. Padma blinked at the conversation and commented on the subject.
"I know what I'm planning to be already, I want to be a Healer. I don't fancy working at the Ministry like my dad. I heard being a Healer is quite hard, and requires top grades. If I became a Healer, it would show my family how smart and great I was to reach a goal that none of my family has ever reached. They don't have many wizards and witches that work at a Wizard Hospital you know. " Padma commented.
Ron spoke.
"Fine… I'll study. Why do you all have to be right?" Ron grumbled. Harry smirked.
"Harry, can you help explain this to me? I don't understand it." Ron said starting on the last minute homework.
Harry smirked and began to explain while Padma asked Hermione. "So what are you planning to do after Hogwarts?" Padma asked.
Hermione immediately began to ramble.
"I really don't know, there are so many possibilities, and we're still young, so I don't know what yet, there are so many other things I still haven't learned about yet in the Magical World, so I haven't decided. We're still 1st years, so we have lots of time to decide."
"What about you Harry?" Padma asked.
Harry looked up from the book he was helping Ron with, and shrugged.
"I don't know, at first I wanted to be an Auror like my dad, but I'm not sure. My mum wants me to be the scholar in the family and my dad wants me to play professional Quidditch. I'm not really sure. Like Hermione said, we're still young, and there are so many other things out there that are yet to be revealed."
Ron piped up.
"Harry, I see you more like a Quidditch Player or an Auror. I can't picture you as a scholar. You're more like a person who loves to see the world and do something, instead of reading all the time."
Harry smirked. Harry was amazed that Ron knew him so well in such a short time.
"I agree. I can't picture Harry as a scholar. Maybe a teacher yes, but scholar. No." Padma commented.
Hermione blinked.
"We still have plenty of time to decide what we want to be. I mean, we're only 1st years, we shouldn't be worried about what we planning to do after Hogwarts."
Harry agreed. They should be talking about Quidditch and school at this time of age, not about what to do after school. He wasn't 18 anymore. He was now 11 years old.
The match that Gryffindor had with Hufflepuff was pitiful, feeling sorry for them… Harry ended the game just as quickly as he did the first time he played against Hufflepuff in his dimension. He finished the game within 5 minutes. This had impressed everyone of course. Harry had met with Cedric who was in his 4th year. He wasn't that bad, but Harry easily beat them. Unlike his old dimension, Snape wasn't refereeing mainly because Neville wasn't playing Quidditch. From what Harry understood, Quirrell only attacked him in Quidditch because in his universe, he was The-Boy- Who-Lived.
After Hufflepuff matched ended, the entire Gryffindor house began to party and drink their hearts content.
While Harry was sitting back enjoying the party drinking some butter bear while some of the 6th and 7th year girls were dancing nasty to the Witch Radio Music which brought some memories back. Harry had to admit, the way he was taught how to dance, would probably attracted everyone's attention to him. Harry remembered the time when Harry brought Fleur to a famous French club to cheer her up. Thanks to his fame, he was easily invited in. The plan to cheer Fleur worked, and it cheered Harry up slightly to. Harry had the time of his life when she taught him how to dance nasty. Of course, their were plenty of guys that were drooling for her, but at that moment, Bill had broke up with her because he realized that he never did loved her, it was just the Veela charm that had attracted her. Of course that was the curse of a Veela. Almost every guy they are attracted to would fall instantly for the Veela charm. It was rare they met a male that wasn't affected to the Veela charm, like Harry. At that time when they attended the French club, that was the time night both Harry and Fleur got drunk and found themselves each other naked the next morning. It was shocking to Harry when he realized that he was Fleur's first, and she couldn't even remember it. Harry almost fainted when Fleur requested him to do a repeat so she could get a 1st hand experience. Harry already knew how to shag quite well, but was shocked that Fleur was a virgin. Shockingly… they shagged all morning long to the afternoon at the Potter mansion where Harry lived privately away from Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix's private eyes.
Okay… back to the story…
Harry snapped out of his thoughts when Alicia Spinnet one of the Gryffindor Chasers, a 3rd year grabbed him by his hand and dragged him to the dance floor. Immediately everyone in the room began to whistle and cat-call at them. That's when Harry noticed that Alicia was drunk. How could they have made a 3rd Year Gryffindor drunk? Have the Gryffindors had no shame? Harry was about to drag her to some of the 7th years who was carrying several somber potions, but Alicia spoke.
"Hey Harry, you are every girls dream prince, why don't you show me how you dance?" Alicia giggled in a drunken way.
Harry didn't know what to do, did he dare dance? Or should he not dance? Harry decided to go with the flow and began to dance.
And 'ohhh' did he dance for a 1st year. Almost every person in the Gryffindor Common room stopped what they were doing and had their jaws dropped wide open when they saw Harry danced with Alicia. Harry was amazed that for a 3rd year, Alicia knew how to dance nasty, but the way Harry was dancing, seemed very inappropriate for kids that were in the common room. To onlookers, Harry looked like he had been dancing nasty most of his life. Alicia didn't mind of course, she giggled along and started to rub onto his body. Harry being an 11 year old body and 18 year old mind, for some reason was getting turned on a little bit.
'I'm such a pervert. I haven't even hit puberty yet.'
If Harry was looking, he could have seen the shocked look that Hermione was giving him, scratched that, everyone was looking at him in shock. Ron was looking at him like he was the second coming of God. Even the twins looked unsure what to say. Those two were speechless.
Dancing was like Martial Arts a little bit, it was mainly go with the flow of music.
Of course after the song was done, he tried to get a somber potion for Alicia, but several of the girls began to drag him back to the dance floor while commenting.
"Wow, you're good, who the hell taught you that?"
"I had never seen an eleven year old who could dance like that!" "Have you ever been to a club before?"
"Dance with me!"
Harry blushed at the hot 7th year girls who were trying to drag him to dance. Thankfully Hermione saved him, but not in a way he thought she would.
"Harry James Potter! Cease that awful ritual at once!" Hermione demanded with her Demon Head appearing at him menacingly.
Harry inwardly cringed.
"Hermione, calm down, it's just dancing!" Harry shouted over the music that was blasting. Hermione was trying to scream back, but one of the 7th years who were trying to drag him to the
dance floor threw a silencing charm at her and whispered seductively in Harry's ear. "Come on and dance you sexy little wild thing."
Harry blushed and didn't object.
Hermione's tempered flared and pointed at Ron to break the silencing spell.
Ron didn't even pay attention to what Hermione was doing. His eyes were glued to the girls that were dancing with Harry.
After several songs, Harry was dancing with a pretty hot 6th year blonde that looked so familiar. When Harry observed closely, it hit like a tone of bricks.
It was Tonks!
Harry immediately wondered why he didn't notice her sooner in the Gryffindor common room. He remembered how Tonks would always trip on things and always change her appearance every once in a while. Of course she was still clumsy in the Gryffindor Common room, but why didn't he notice who she was sooner? He knew her Metamorphosis ability kicked in her 6th year which she became 16, but Harry wondered why she didn't show it often in the Gryffindor common room, he would of course noticed her right off the bat. Was she… that's right! He remembered hearing her say she hid it because she was afraid people would call her a freak. Harry of course, even thought he tended to stay away from fights and confrontations nowadays wouldn't hesitate to back up Tonks, he would definitely beat the crap out of anyone who would tease her or make fun of her. He promised himself he would become friends with her later.
After seeing a lot of cleavage, butt racking, and rubbing each other bodies, McGonagall entered the Gryffindor Common Room. Everyone stopped and froze. McGonagall was never strict when it came to Gryffindor celebration parties. Sometimes when she was in the mood, she would grab a butter beer and watch sometimes to make sure everyone was responsible. She didn't mind if the students got drunk as long as they were at least responsible to take care of other students. However, she did mind unless the party got to loud or unless the party dragged to long into the night or when there were students who were under the age of 15 getting drunk. However, for the first time in history, everyone saw how McGonagall turned pale white when she saw Harry James Potter, the son of her two favorite old students, a 1st Year who was stuck in between two 7th Year girls who were rubbing themselves mighty close to a 1st year. It looked really odd seeing an 11 year old in between two 17 year olds and that one of the 17 year old girls were grabbing his butt.
At first she rubbed her eyes and blinked a couple of times to see if her eyes weren't playing tricks, then she opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't say a word. After a few moments of trying, she spoke in an odd wispy voice that was unnatural to her normal stern strict voice.
"Please turn down the music and keep it at a certain volume." She trailed off and left.
Everyone gave a shocked look and began looking at each other to confirm what they just saw and heard.
The next few days Harry noticed there was a lot of whispering about him. All the upper classmen were giving Harry admiring and awe looks. Lee Jordan was one of several people who gave him jealous looks because he was like one of them guys in the world that was jealous at how lucky a person was and looked up to you. Hermione was furious that Harry didn't help lift the silencing charm off her until the party ended. She was ignoring his pleas and apologies and even when he was kneeling in the hallway begging her to talk to him. Finally she cracked a smile when Harry was on the ground begging by holding onto her leg, not letting go. Of course Harry did this for all show and embarrassed the crap out of her. He knew Hermione wouldn't ignore him for long, but Harry wanted to just play around a little bit. When Padma heard some of the rumors such as Harry slept with several of the upper classmen girls that were 7th years, she was about to go report it for inappropriate student actions, but Hermione confronted her and told her what happened. Of course Padma was shocked and couldn't form words in front of Harry for days and sometimes she couldn't even look at him in the eye without blushing. Ron on the other hand was begging Harry to teach him how to dance and how to move like that. Of course Harry said no, because he didn't think he was fond of dancing with a guy. That was just creepy. Some of the 1st years, who didn't understand the meaning of dirty dancing sometimes asked the upper classmen by what they meant, however they just choked on what they were eating, drinking, or sometimes their spit, and pretended the question wasn't asked.
After a few weeks of everything calming down, everything was the same as it was supposed to be except for the fact that Quirrell was turning paler and paler as usual and Ron was always glaring at Snape. Ron and Hermione would always try to keep an eye on Snape, while Harry warned them to not bother, but they ignored him. The Gryffindors and teachers all noticed Harry losing his funky mood into a cheerful one. They were quite happy seeing the jolly happy Harry again. However, Harry, he backed off in the patrol department and let Neville and Malfoy continuing picking on people until a Prefect came and stopped it, which was rarely. It wasn't like it was much people that could be picked on, upper classmen weren't afraid of them, but they were afraid of the Family names like Malfoy and Longbottom. Harry could care less. He realized he was creating a name of himself already, and that was the last thing he wanted to do, so he minded his own business. In his old dimension Hermione would always said he was predictable because of his Gryffindor streak, and because of his righteousness, so Harry nowadays backed off. Malfoy had actually grown some balls over Christmas break and started to pick on Hermione again while he wasn't around, thankfully, Ron was always there to defend her. Harry heard a small rumor from the small future Ice Queen cutie Blaise Zabini that Draco was trying to act tough and tried to push around some 6th and 7th years around, but instead, he got his butt beaten for trying to act tough. Even with Crabbe and Goyle, those three couldn't handle an entire 6th and 7th class who didn't appreciate getting punk around by a 1st year newbie. Speaking of Blaise Zabini, Harry still remembered how he first met her in this dimension.
Flash Back: During the beginning of December
Blaise was already known as a future Ice Queen of Slytherin. She had been acting very cold and didn't talk much to her classmates. For a 1st year at her age, that seemed very odd. However Harry understood why. It was in her family reputation that made them to be raised like that.
To be ruthless and cold hearted, show no mercy to those who oppose you…
Of course the Zabini's weren't like your every day Pure-blood maniac. They were quite neutral in
the Wizard World and didn't care much about the Muggle-born extermination. They were quite smart and knew that in the next century or two, that the Pure-bloods would soon be married to their brothers and sisters due to the low population of Pureblood clans.
Harry was walking by himself in the lonely Saturday morning one day when Harry heard a familiar voice.
"I don't know why you Zabini's prefer to be neutral. It disgusts me knowing that some of our own Pure-blood families would rather remain neutral then rally under our dark lord to exterminate those nasty little Mudbloods."
Harry decided to spy and see what was going on. Looking upon the scene, Harry saw the situation. Malfoy and Goyle were in front of her while Crabbe was behind her to make sure she didn't run away. Looking at the scent in front of him, Harry noticed that Malfoy was holding another wand, meaning that Malfoy had Blaise Zabini's wand. Harry could see even though her cold exterior, she looked like she was about to cry and at the same time panicking. She was wand less and surrounded with no help.
Gather up her courage, Blaise spoke.
"Your families are fools, soon enough, maybe in 200 years or so, our Pure-blood families will be so low in the population, we will be extinct and no one will be able to carry on our family line. How could…"
"Silence! I am a Malfoy! Don't speak to me that way!" Draco spat.
Blaise gave Malfoy a hard look, until Malfoy threw a cutting hex that cut her left cheek. "You know, you're quite pretty Zabini. How about we have some fun?"
Blaise gave a horror struck look and began to cry when Malfoy began to take a few steps toward her with an insane perverted look that Harry recognized that Lucius Malfoy had when he was caught raping a Muggle in one of his raids during a Pensieve show during trial.
Harry decided he should interfere. "Expelliarmus!"
Harry said in a cold hiss that not only took Malfoy's wand and the Blaise wand that he was holding, but both Crabbed and Goyle as well.
"Leave her alone Malfoy. From this moment forward, she is under my protection. Harm her… and I'll make sure no one will ever find your body." Harry said banishing their wands as far down the hallway as he could until it had smacked into the opposite side of the hallway.
Malfoy gave Harry a feared look and ran with his cronies in toe go grab their wands.
Harry was furious that Malfoy tried to pull something like this. He remembered Blaise telling him in his old dimension that Malfoy would always try and hurt her when she was alone, but he was
horrified and scared wondering if that bastard Malfoy would ever try and sexually harass her. He was pissed…
Harry looked down and tried to help the blond Slytherin. "Are you okay?" Harry asked softly.
She began to sniffle and sobbed as a response. She no longer cared keeping her cold Zabini expression. She was too broken to hold it…
Harry immediately comforted her and whispered that everything was going to be okay. "Thank you." She whispered softly.
Harry nodded and held her close. End of Flashback
From that day forward, to Blaise Zabini, Harry Potter was one of her closest friends, even if he was a Gryffindor. Of course Draco Malfoy left her alone after that day because he was quite scared of pissing off a Harry Potter. Sometimes once in a while, people would see Blaise Zabini the cold 1st Year Ice Queen sometimes talk to Harry Potter or do homework with him in the library and every once in a while, Harry would make a few witty jokes which cause her to lose her cold Slytherin composure and laugh or sometimes blush at some of the suggestive remarks he made at her. Harry Potter was the one person in the world and only person that had ever made her laugh, and she appreciated it very much.
