After Harry walked in, Jeff offered Harry a drink. "So, you are my cousin." Said Jeff, "I kind of figured someone was out there and not just me and Matt. But, how did you get here from England?" Harry took a sip of his soda and started to tell Jeff everything that had happened. "So Paul, hired you as his assistant?"
"Um hmm," said Harry, "he also told me where you were. I have an offer for you, you might want to hear me out first before you say anything."
"I'm listening," he said.
"How you and Matt like to come back to the WWE?" Jeff cocked an eyebrow. So with that Jeff talked to Matt and Harry talked to Triple H and within a month, the Hardy Boys were back in the WWE.
(End flashback- forgot didn't ya?)
James, or Harry, had came to and noticed that they were in their locker room. "So, how was that kiss Kelly gave you?" Said Matt.
"Very funny, Matt." Said Harry. (will be called Harry backstage) Just then, Triple H had came into their locker room.
"Nice work out there," he said. "As promised, the Hardys get their title shot next week."
"Thanks boss," said Harry. The Game chuckled and left, "well we got a title shot next week. You guys ready for next week?"
"Yeah, we should be." Said Jeff.
Meanwhile in England, the magical world was in dire straights. Voldemort had returned and Minister Fudge was now looking like a fool. Death Eater were running rip shod around the area and Aurors were being killed left and right. The Daily Prophet was now wondering if what they and the Ministry did was the right thing by chasing out the Boy-Who-Lived.
We were wrong by the Editor
A year ago, the Ministry of Magic and the Prophet had called Harry Potter, the 'Boy -Who-Lived', a liar about the return of 'He who should not be named'. In which he had returned, killing rookie aurors and innocent half-blooded wizards with his army of Death Eaters. We here at the Prophet blame the Ministry and Hogwarts headmaster Albus Dumbledore for forcing Harry Potter out of Wizarding Britain. We do not blame him for leaving us in our time of need and we hope and pray for his return.
Minister Fudge balled up the paper and threw it in to the floo. "WEASLEY!" He yelled, the Weasley walked in to the office.
"Yes sir," he said.
"I want you to get an appellate court started, I'm going to overturn my decision on Potter's case. If anyone has a problem with it, they come and see me I'll handle them."
"Yes sir."
"Also, I want to see Albus Dumbledore before the trial."
"Yes sir."
About an hour later, Dumbledore had walked into the office. "You wanted to see me Cornelius?" He said.
"Yes Albus, answer me this. WHAT WAS ON YOUR MIND WHEN YOU PUT POTTER IN THE TRI WIZARD TOURNAMENT?" He roared, "you knew he didn't put his name in the that damned goblet, you KNEW and yet you still put him in. so what were you thinking?"
"Well, I..." He started.
"Wanted to control Potter right? Listen, no more of this controlling him, let him deal with 'He Who Should Not Be Named' his own way and be done with it."
"But Cornelius..."
"It's either that or you lose my support for good!" With that he left the office and went into the courtroom, to reverse his decision.
'Cornelius, you don't understand.'
Meanwhile the Hardys and Harry started training for their championship match. When someone came up to where they were, it was a female with shoulder length curly brown hair, brown eyes and was dressed in a T-shirt, jeans, boots and a jacket. "Okay Harry," said Jeff, "I'm coming right for you." Harry nodded and dodged him. She saw what was going on and she was surprised at how good he was.
"Wow," she said. Then she looked right at him and saw that it was Harry. He didn't have his glasses on and could see. Harry came at Jeff hard and was he was impressed by the way he was performing.
"NICE Harry!" As they continued, to go. After an hour, they stopped and that was when he saw her.
"Hermione?" He breathed.
TBC
