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Chapter Twelve

Everything Is Going To Be Alright

Part Two

"Excuse me, my name is Albus Dumbledore. May I please come in?" asked Albus.

It was 10 at night at Myanmar, Bagan on July 30th. Albus Dumbledore was wearing a blue suite and had his hair tied in the back wearing his half moon glasses. Dumbledore had found out the residents of Ms. Jenkins and her family, apparently she was living with her brother for the time being.

"Uh of course…" The man replied letting Albus threw.

"May I ask what this is about Mr. Dumbledore?"

"Please, call me Albus Mr…?" Dumbledore asked him peering at him while they were standing in the middle of the hallway.

"Mr. Alvis Johnson." Alvis replied leading him towards his living room.

"Ah Mr. Johnson are you in relations with Ms. Zahia Jenkins?" Dumbledore asked.

"Yes… she's my older sister. Is there a problem concerning her?" Alvis asked concerned as they came into the room.

"Oh no of course not… I just thought it peculiar that your last names were different is all, but I would like to speak with her if that would be convenient." Dumbledore replied as he sat down on the cousin chair while Alvis stood standing.

"Ah… Zahia wanted to keep the same last name of her dead husband; Zahia is upstairs with my nephews. I'll bring her down then shall I?" Alvis said excusing himself. As soon as he left somebody entered the room that Dumbledore had once came in contact with, but had barely known.

"Uh, who are you?"

"Alas, so we meet again Mr. Everest." Dumbledore said with enthusiasm as Wafi looked at him in confusion.

"Do I know you?"

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"It seems that the Weasleys, Mr. Lupin, Mr. Black, but I would like if you call him Cyrus Galen for the time being, and Mr. Potter have acquired Quidditch tickets and they would like you and your sister to come with them if it is alright with your mother." Albus said to him.

The words didn't sink in right away, to Benny or Noelani as they had no idea what Quidditch was, but he then Benny realized he was going to be able to see Harry again and the rest of the Weasley's, Benny's face began to split into a large grin.

"Really, Dumbly-dor?" Benny asked excitedly.

"Yes, I'll be flooing you to the Quiddicth World Cup of the day of the game I should presumed." Albus said sipping his tea.

"That's really nice of them. Would you please tell them that Benny and Noelani would love to come?" Ms. Jenkins said to Albus while Wafi kept scratching his head at this whole discussion.

"Yes… this is of course also an important day seeing as it's Harry's birthday tomorrow and I imagine nobody has told him of what is going to be planned for him." Albus exclaimed as Benny smiled wider at this.

"So it's a real big surprise for him?" Benny asked him.

"Yes indeed. Harry's uncle and godfather have already set up everything for his birthday and all that is need now is your presence there." Albus concluded as Ms. Jenkins nodded in understanding.

It was all Benny could do to stay in his seat. All thoughts of having to go to see Harry again were making him all excited that thoughts of Quidditch World Cup were purged from his mind.

Noelani on the other hand was nervous, she didn't even remember the Weasley's and from what Albus Dumbledore told her they knew both Benny and her very well as of her mother and even Wafi. And who was this Charlie Weasley that Albus talked about? And what did Albus mean when he said Charlie had taken a great deal of liking to her?

"Thank you, sir!" Benny said happily to him while Noelani was still in her thoughts.

"Don't thank me, Benny, thank the Weasleys and the others, they seem very fond of you." Benny's grin broadened.

"I'll see you two at eleven in the morning tomorrow to take you to the Quidditch World Cup to meet up with the others. I take it you're not adverse to the idea of me taking you there with an old goof such as myself are you?" Dumbledore asked them eyes twinkling.

"Course not sir." Noelani replied as they said their goodbyes and Dumbledore left them.

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Harry…

Harry flung aside a pair of brown cargo pants and a red shirt on his bed and began hanging the rest of his clothes back up in the closet while Ron watched in amusement at Harry's thirty-minute chooses of clothing.

Ron himself was wearing a blue jacket over his white shirt and blue jean shorts with his white and green sneakers.

Ron then frowned at the combination of Harry's clothing, "Those do not go together."

Harry looked at the two items, strewn over the arms of his bed, "Yes, they do. My aunt forced me into brown and red on more than one occasion, I can tell the difference."

"Not that red it looks maroon. This one." Ron flung himself over the edge of the bed, grabbed a shirt and threw it at Harry, who held it up and compared it to the one across the chair.

"Ron, these are the same color." Harry said rolling his eyes.

"They are not, that one is a much darker shade, and you're just color blind." Ron joked as Harry stick out his tongue playfully at Ron.

The door opened suddenly and Harry dropped the shirt he was holding and stared, wide eyed at Percy to see his hair blue and spiky; Percy who was standing in the doorway, was looking very upset. Percy was wearing a black robe over his clothing.

Ron knew why this was happened to Percy seeing as the twins were always playing a prank on Percy on many occasions lately ever since Percy got them in trouble for doing magic in front of Hermione by levitating some cookies out of the kitchen.

Though they soon found out that Hermione was a witch the next hour when she got angry with Ron and accusing him at cheating at chess and blew up one of Mrs. Weasley's glass ornaments. Still, Mrs. Weasley didn't approve of what the twins had done even though the evidence of Hermione being a witch. The twins were to never have any deserts for two weeks.

Ron sat up on the bed and smiled, "Good morning, Percy."

"Good morning, indeed. Would you mind telling me why you have pulled all of your clothing out of your wardrobe where the house elves had so graciously hung it?" Percy snapped at Harry while Ron frowned at him.

Harry looked at the pile of clothes surrounding him, "Well, I was… um, that is … I was looking for something nice to wear." Harry mumbled reminded greatly of how his aunt and uncle treated him when he made messes.

"And you thought you could resolve this by dragging them all out?" Percy said rudely.

"Well, no, but…" Harry bit his lip and absently pushed his shirt up to scratch his side.

"I'm telling mom and dad that you're being mean!" Ron yelled running down the stairs as Percy chased after him.

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Ten minutes later after Harry was finishing dressing wearing a black jacket over his red shirt and brown cargo pants with his white sneakers, he walked down the glass spiral stairs and walked through the kitchen door only to be held in the comforting arms of his godfather, as if he was trying to crush him, "Happy Birthday, Harry!"

Remus was standing to the side, his face twitching upward in a smile,

"Good morning, Harry, I trust you had a pleasant sleep?" Remus said to him giving him a hug also as Sirius let Harry go.

"Yes, Uncle Remus." Harry said happily as Remus let him go and as he brushed the wrinkled out of Harry's clothes.

Remus and Sirius were both wearing black leather jackets and brown pants. Only Sirius had on a yellow shirt underneath his jacket and was Remus had a white shirt underneath his.

"Happy seventh Birthday Harry!" Hermione said coming up to him from her spot at the kitchen table with the other Weasley kids and hugged him. She was wearing a white jacket over her blue shirt with a blue denim skirt and white sneakers; her hair was wilder than ever.

"Thank you Hermione." Harry said blushing, he never had anybody acknowledge his birthday before, and it felt great.

"So are you ready for your big birthday surprise Prongslet?" Remus asked him helping him to the kitchen chair as Sunan and Kulap made everybody's plates of eggs, bacon, sasuage, and toast with a glass of orange juice.

"Yea! What are we doing?" Harry asked excitedly just as Mr. and Mrs. Weasley walked into the kitchen with a still very unhappy Percy. The twins were laughing at the end of the table as they noticed Percy's hair had turned a brighter blue.

"Boys! What did you do? Take the spell off of your brother at once!" Mrs. Weasley snapped at the twins as the others tried to hold in their laughter as Percy's hair slowly started to turn pink.

"We don't know how to mum…" George replied.

"honestly, we were just experimenting…" Fred replied.

"and we could never find out…"

"how to change…"

"The color back to the way it originally was." George concluded as Charlie and Bill snorted in their drinks.

"Serves him right for being a big prat to Harry this morning!" Ron exclaimed sticking his tongue out at Percy while Percy glared back at him.

"Now Percy their was no reason to lash out at Harry for your brothers behavior." Mr. Weasley replied grabbing some toast and juice.

"I'm not going anywhere until my hair is back to the way it was!" Percy exclaimed angrily arms folded to his chest.

"That wouldn't be a good idea to do." Fred exclaimed.

"No it wouldn't, people will start to think things." George replied also.

"Like what?" Percy snapped at them.

"If you never come out the house, why people would start to think that you're a vampire." Charlie exclaimed.

"I thought vampires are imaginary." Hermione exclaimed eating her eggs.

"Like Percy's brain." Bill exclaimed while the kids laughed.

"Bill!" Mrs. Weasley snapped at him.

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"We've got a bit of walk ahead of us." Mr. Weasley replied as they came outside their home.

"Walk?" Percy asked dreading what he was going to hear.

"Yes, we only need to walk a short way… were not going to walk all the way to a different country. It's just very difficult for a large number of wizards to congregate without attracting Muggle attention. We have to be very careful about how we travel at the best of times, and on a huge occasion like the Quiddicth World Cup. We're getting there by portkey." Mr. Weasley finished as the group walked their way through towards a deserted forest.

"Portkey?" Hermione asked trying to keep up along with the others as walked with Harry, Ron, and Ginny.

"It's an object that are used to transport wizards from one spot to another at a prearranged time. You can do large groups at a time if you need to. There has recently been two hundred portkeys placed at strategic points around Thailand, and the nearest one to us right now is through the forest of Chon Buri, that's where we're heading through now." Mr. Weasley finished.

The forest was pretty creepy to walk into. There were trees. Lots and lots of trees. They walked through them; ducking wayward branches watching out for snakes; rattle snakes in fact. It smelled horrible as if some killing had been going on… it was a rotten smell.

Harry had taken hold of Remus hand through the whole time while Mr. Weasley was reading the map showing the others where to head towards till they finally came to a stop at a small tree stomp in right in the middle of a small clearing of the forest. A coke bottle was sitting on top of it.

"Well here we are, I do believe we just take hold of the bottle, everybody's hands out I believe." Mr. Weasley panted as Harry and Hermione looked nervously at each other never had done this before.

Sirius looked around at Harry and Hermione.

"You two just need to touch the Portkey, that's all, just the slightest touch will also work." Sirius explained.

"Cyrus, once we get there, you need to immediately transform to Padfoot." Mrs. Weasley exclaimed pulling Ron and Ginny close to her.

"I'm well aware of that Molly, thanks." Sirius replied while Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips together.

They all got around the tree stomp standing in a tight circle getting ready to put their hands on the coke bottle.

"On the count of three then… one…two… three."

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Quidditch World Cup…

(A/N almost like the 4th book… kinda my style though.)

"Uncle Remus, what is Quidditch?" Harry asked him as Remus finally told him what they were doing on his birthday.

Percy's hair still hadn't improved, it was now mustard yellow and still spiky, but their was nothing anybody could do about it but let it weight out and hope it would go back to the way it originally was. Sirius had to appear as Padfoot seeing as he was still on the run.

The group and taken a portkey to the Quidditch World Cup which landed them right in the middle of a forest by a small creek near the Quidditch Stadium, but was not known to muggles and was only seen a broken down soccer Stadium. The Quidditch World Cup was taken in Derby, Australia.

"It's sort of like muggle airborne ballgame, only it's played on broomsticks, a sort of magical variant of football or polo I guess you could say." Remus replied to Harry taking his hand as they walked through the woods while Sirius the dog tagged along with the group.

"That's all you're got to say about it? You didn't even go into detail about it. Listen Harry-" Charlie began.

"Here we go." Bill announced as the Weasley kids groaned.

"Quidditch is played on a long oval field with three goal hoops on posts at each end. The team that scores the most points wins. There are seven players to a team: one Keeper, two Beaters, three Chasers, and a Seeker. They play with four balls.

The Quaffle is inert and the equivalent to the one ball used in many Muggle games, though it has a charm placed on it so that it slows as it falls and to make it easier to hold. Chasers handle it, trying to throw it through one of the hoops of the opposing team, which is worth ten points. The Keeper guards his or her goal hoops.

Two heavy iron balls called Bludgers fly around the field on their own trying to hit players, and the Beaters use bats to defend their team or to hit the Bludgers at the opposing team. Finally, the tiny and winged Golden Snitch darts around at very high speeds and the Seeker attempts to catch it.

Doing so scores 150 points and ends the game, generally winning it in the process. A player could still catch the Snitch and lose a game for their team should the opposing team lead by more than 150 points." Charlie finished.

"Five minutes of my life wasted." Bill exclaimed as the twins nodded in agreement at his side. Hermione though had written everything Charlie had said down in her notebook that she was caring around in her shoulder bag.

After about twenty minutes, the cottage door came into view towards the group as they came up to the gate. A woman was standing in the doorway; she turned her head towards them as soon as they came up to her.

"Good afternoon!" said Mr. Weasley brightly.

"Wales against Uganda! I can't wait!" Ron whispered to Harry.

"A map of the campsite for you," Ms. Shields replied to Mr. Weasley after having Remus helping him with the right amount of money to give to the woman. "And your change sir, have a nice day."

"Thank you very much." Said both Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

Once out of earshot of Ms. Shields, Remus whispered to Sirius about putting glamour charms on himself once they get to their tents.

"Why didn't Padfoot do that before? That way it would have saved him a lot of trouble." Bill asked Remus as they made their way through the crowed.

"Because the ministry can detect if Padfoot used magic, Padfoot is still… in a bit of a spot Bill." Remus replied trying to give little hints so that Hermione wouldn't get suspicious.

"Then why didn't you put it on him yourself?" Percy asked this time.

"Will you two shut it? Who cares?" Charlie exclaimed finally able to get a good look over at the Quidditch Stadium.

A little farther on they reached the very edge of the wood at the top of the field that had an empty space, with a small sign hammered into the ground that read Weasley.

"What a pretty spot." Mrs. Weasly said happily looking around the flowered fields and lake.

"Is this where we're camping?" asked Percy as Mr. Weasley started to grab the bags out of their trunk.

"Yep!" Mr. Weasley cheerfully replied.

"Yes, the stadium is just on the other side of here, we're as close as we could be." Mr. Weasley replied while Sirius barked in agreement wagging his tail.

"Right, no magic allowed, strictly speaking, not when we're out in these numbers on Muggle land. We'll be putting theses tents up by hand! It shouldn't be too difficult … Muggles do it all the time… ah… Remus would you mind helping me?" Mr. Weasley asked him while the others ran around the field chasing after Padfoot.

Remus, Mrs. Weasley, and Mr. Weasley set up the tent, well actually it was more like Remus; because neither Mr. nor Mrs. Weasley weren't exactly much help.

Hermione and Harry both looked at the tent then at the others both probably thinking the same thing. Harry gave a quizzical look at Remus as Mr. Weasley dropped to his hands and knees and entered the tent.

"Come and have a look!" Mr. Weasley shouted from inside.

Harry bent down after an encouraging look from both Remus and Padfoot and ducked under the tent flap, and was shocked beyond belief. He had walked into what seemed like part of their home, in Thailand.

A small version of their marbled glass kitchen, five bedrooms, two bathrooms, and even their glass spiral staircase that took them to either spot was all inside the small looking tent.

"I magically added small versions of our home in this tent so that we could be more comfortable." Remus exclaimed as Padfoot raced to one of the bathrooms.

"If padfoot had to use it that bad why didn't he just go behind a bush or something like any other dog?" Fred asked while Ginny made an eww sound.

"Ha ha very funny." Sirius said coming out of the bathroom looking like a totally different person.

His hair was black, shoulder length put into a ponytail in the back, and his eyes were emerald green like Harry's, he looked like Harry's older brother.

"How do I look?" Sirius asked bowing gracefully.

"You could pass as Harry's father." Ron said as the room got quite.

Charlie hit Ron across the head.

"I like it." Harry said happily not understand why the room went quite.

"Thanks Prongslet." Sirius said picking him up.

"So… uh how about we go exploring till its time for the game to start?" Remus asked the group as they nodded in agreement.

"No, what about our camping? We need to start a fire, we'll also need water…"

"But we've got this place! Why can't we just eat here?" Charlie asked not liking the idea of eating outside when they could have their own home to eat at.

"Anti-Muggle Security Charlie! When real Muggles camp, they cook on fires outdoor! We've all seen them do it! Didn't your parents do that Hermione?" Mr. Weasley asked her while Hermione shrugged her shoulders.

"Well why don't you guys go and explore while Arthur and I go get everything we're going to need?" Mrs. Weasley said to them shooing them out of the tent.

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Now that the sun was shinning and the morning was finally over, they could see the city of tents that stretched in every direction. They made their way slowly through the rows, staring eagerly around. It was only just dawning on Harry, Hermione, Ron, Percy, and Ginny, how many witches and wizards there must be in the worlds; Bill and Charlie were no strangers to this information.

A short way farther on, they saw the least person they expected to see.

"Albus… how nice to you at such a place like this." Sirius exclaimed.

"Ah Cyrus… why wouldn't I be? I like Qudditich as much as the next person." Dumbledore exclaimed smiling at the others, especially Harry.

"Harry!" came a boy's voice from down near the food gallery.

Everyone turned to see a short brown braided headed boy, a handsome black spiky headed man with hazel eyes, and a pretty brunette all walking there way over to Harry and the group. Harry waved back as Benny rushed his way towards him.

"Benny! What are you doing here?" Harry asked excitedly after hugging him.

"Dumbl-Dumble'edore told us that is was your birthday today!" Benny exclaimed excitedly jumping up and down.

"Hi Charlie! Who's she?" Benny asked pointing to Hermione who looked nervous at meeting new people.

"Oh this is Hermione! She's my new friend!" Harry said proudly making Hermione blush.

"Cool, hi Hermione, I'm Benny! Oh and this is my sister Noelani and my mommy's friend Wafi." Both Noelani and Wafi said hi nervously not knowing how to react to people that knew them and them not remembering anything about them beside of what Benny told them.

"Nice to see you guys again." Sirius replied while Charlie and Noelani seemed to be having a staring contest till Noelani blushed and looked away.

"Yea…I'm sure if I remembered you guys I would say the same." Wafi replied looking at all the decorations still a bit ticked off about having his memory erased.

"Like the decorations? The Ministry's not too happy I'm guessing." Remus replied to Wafi as Wafi shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm sorry we were a bit off schedule, we bumped into some people." That was all Dumbledore would say as he headed towards the way they had entered the Stadium. "I'm afraid that I wont be here to watch the whole game… but please enjoy yourselves and a very happy birthday to you Harry." Albus said making his leave.

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Wales against Uganda…

"So… what are we seeing now?" Benny asked as one of Wales beaters tried to hit Uganda's chasers with a budgler.

"I've written it all down! Here." Hermione passed Benny a piece of paper, which he gave to Noelani to read to him seeing as he wasn't all that good at reading.

The sport of wizards.
The sport where seekers catch a ball of gold.
The three chasers pass the quaffle to each other.
And the beaters, they bat at the bludger.
The ball of gold, a snitch it's called.
The bludgers make sure the chasers are stalled.
The quaffle is used to score the goals.
They score goals not in nets, they score them in holes.
Holes guarded by the keeper fifty feet high.
So the players, the fly way up in the sky.
When seeker catches snitch, one hundred-fifty points he scored.

"Okay, simple enough." Noelani replied after reading it to Benny.

"Cool." Benny replied going back to the game.

A/N Okay... That's part two... I'll do part 3 some other day. But how did you like part 2? Huh? Did ya like it? Yes? No? It sucked? It was good? How am I suppose to get my motivation if you don't review me?