A:N
Finally an update! I am sorry for the delay but real life just wouldn't settle down, I was hoping I could get one out before Christmas but I ended up going to Norway with my family to visit my uncle and cousins! But never mind that! I just wanted to make it clear to certain readers that this is not a super Harry story! He won't suddenly discover that he's a descendent of all four Hogwarts founders or that he's half some magical creature and as for him owning half of the ministry, Harry already has a ton of money, from his inheritance and his quidditch wages! And I thought I made it clear that Harry is not a genius, he can't stand responsibly or pressure! The only thing that makes him any different then everyone else is that he's a great quidditch player, and if that loses me readers then I'm sorry but that's just the way it is
Now on with the story
~R~}
James Potter was in bed completely still, thoughts whirling through his head quicker then a snitch.
One memory kept surfacing to the forefront over and over, the day Alexander was born
~flashback~
Sirius proudly walked into the hospital room, with a number of stuffed toys
"You do realise the baby's only a day old don't you" asked Remus sarcastically, who was sitting next to Lily's bed as James was sat next to him holding a small baby wrapped in a blue blanket
"You're never too young to start playing with toys" Sirius said as he dumped the toys on the closest chair and started begging like a three year old
"Can I hold him, can I hold him" he repeated excitedly, James however seemed transfixed by the new born babe and was reluctant to give him up
"James" said Lily "you either give him the baby or I hex him" she said annoyed
"Wow" said Sirius "I guess giving birth really does make a woman angry" he said and the look on Lily's face made him all but snatch the baby away from James to use as protection
"The baby?" said Remus wrinkling his nose, "we can't keep calling him the baby"
"Yeah" agreed Sirius, "I knew a kid named baby, poor bastard received more curses in a day then Snivellus got in a year" he said perfectly serious
The others looked at him dumbfounded
"Only you would say something like that" said James, feeling better then he had all year
"How about Joseph?" said Remus
"No, no" Said Sirius quickly, "I dated a girl named Josephine, you remember her, the one who stabbed me with a fork"
"What!" laughed Lily, as James and Remus tried to stifle their laughter so the baby wouldn't wake up
"It was fifth year" chuckled James leaning on Remus
"She was a Hufflepuff" added Remus holding his stomach
"I remember her" said Lily aghast
"Joseph is out" said Sirius trying to change the subject, "how about Bruce"
"Bruce!" said Lily surprised
"Yeah Bruce, no one is crazy enough to pick on someone named Bruce" he said
"I am not naming my son Bruce" said James
"What about Roman?" said Lily, all three men looked at her as if she was nuts
"Roman?" said James, "that's a name for middle aged men not for a baby as good looking as ours"
"There's the humble husband I married" joked Lily
"What about Harry?" said Sirius looking a the red headed baby in his arms
The room fell into silence, everyone lost in their memories of the raven haired, emerald eyed baby that they had all tragically lost
Sirius looked at the other three nervously, "that way you can have Harry back again" he said
James looked at the red haired, brown eyed baby in Sirius' arms. He was still amazed that he could love something so much in such a short amount of time, in so many ways his second son was like his first, he loved him no less and no more then he had loved Harry but he wasn't Harry and he never would be
"No one can replace Harry" James told the quiet room
"Alright" said Remus nervously, "but he still needs a name"
Suddenly, as if an invisible lighting bolt had just struck him, James remembered a muggle book Lily had given him back in seventh year, about a man named Alexander the great who had conquered half the muggle world in his life time, he didn't really care about the man himself but he was rather fond of the name
"What about Alexander?" he offered
"Alex" said Sirius as if trying the name out for himself
"Alexander" said Lily stubbornly, and then smiled, "I love it"
"Yeah" agreed Remus, "he looks like an Alex"
James proudly beamed at the new addition to his family, Harry could never be replaced but at least now they had Alex and James swore that he would protect his second son a lot better then he had the first.
~R~}
Roman Pollius the third was numb; their really was no other way to describe it
He felt hollow and cold inside and reality still hadn't hit him, it had been hours since he had found out the truth and the carriage was about to land. The sun had already risen and Xavier was in the bathroom getting ready with no of idea of his best friends predicament
He just couldn't believe it but the word 'positive' kept flashing in his mind, he wasn't Roman Pollius and his biological parents weren't dead, he was Harry James Potter and the thought made his stomach churn and his blood boil all at the same time
He wasn't sure how he was supposed to be feeling...Happy? That he had a mother and a father...Angry? For the lies he had been told...Confused? Or Shocked? It wasn't like there was a manual he could read
'What to do if you find out that your not who you thought you where, but you're actually the saviour of the wizarding world!'
If only there was such a thing.
Roman just didn't know what to feel, his body felt like a war ground with his emotions battling for dominance
He kept remembering what he had said
"of course, there's a possibility but it doesn't matter even if I was Harry Potter, what then, I don't want to get to know the Potters, I already have a family, a home and a life, what good would it do to find out"
When he had said those words he had been lying.
He never even for a second believed himself to be Harry Potter and he had taken the stupid test just to get Xavier and those crazy people off his back and now his whole life was ruined
'Dramatic much' he inwardly thought, he didn't like strong emotions, feelings where like a water off a ducks back to him, he wouldn't let himself feel anything that could screw with his mind but his mind wasn't listening, his thought path just kept going on track like a train that was destined for a crash
The life, the family and the home he had mentioned were all lies, that life belonged to Roman Pollius the third, not Harry Potter
With sickening speed a scary thought flashed through his mind,
'Who am I?'
'Get a grip' he inwardly yelled at himself
And the train was getting closer to crashing
'You don't know who you are anymore' his traitorous mind yelled back
Was he Roman Pollius quidditch extraordinaire or Harry Potter the 'boy who lived?'
Sixteen years of his life, felt like a waste, it felt like his identity had been robbed, as if he had been stripped bare with the whole world laughing at him
His chest tightened and he was sure he was going to throw up
The train started rocking off track
How? Was the big question, his father had told him his biological parents had died and that had certainly been a lie, so how did he end up in Bulgaria with his family whilst the Potters where looking for him back in England
He wouldn't even acknowledge the fact the man that had raised him for nearly his entire life could have been the one at fault; he would not tarnish his father's memory with dirty thoughts
There was only one person that would certainly know, his grandfather and Roman would get answers no matter what, he prayed that the train that was his life would get back on track
~R~}
Roman the first walked around the large kitchen in Pollius manor, it was six in the morning and Juliet was sitting down with a cup of coffee in front of her scared out of her wits
"He is going to be so angry" she said miserably in Bulgarian
Roman instinctively looked at the clock on the wall, his grandson was expected to walk in any second and they both knew that he knew the truth about his birth
"What do you think he's going to do?" She asked looking up at him with pleading eyes, "Rommy never gets angry so what's he going to do when he finds out we both knew the truth"
He had no answer for that and poor Juliet was close to tears, it was unusual seeing the strong woman he had helped raise, be in such a condition
They heard the front door slam open and bang shut
"He's here" said the elder Roman gravely
"Grandpa?" they heard Roman yell as his footsteps got closer and closer
"He doesn't sound angry" Juliet said as her chest filled with hope
"He sounds confused" answered her grandfather sadly, his age truly showing
"There you are" said a relieved Roman, standing at the door way, the other two turned to look at him
Roman didn't look like himself, he didn't look cheeky or happy or even sad
Roman looked heartbroken, and that tore at the old mans heart
"What's going one?" Roman asked quietly, yet in the silent room it was as loud as a bell. They could both hear the plead in his tone, practically begging them to deny what he knew they knew
"R.J we can explain" said Juliet quickly, trying to hold back her tears, using his childhood nick name
With three Romans in one family, it was easier to just give somebody a nickname
"It can't be true!" Roman said his voice laced with accusation, still begging them to deny it, how they wished they could; they would have loved to have told him that it was all just some big joke but sadly they couldn't
It was the elder Roman that answered, "I am not sure what you want us to tell you Roman, but you are my grandson, nothing more and nothing less" he said his eyes beseeching Roman to understand
A flash of anger crept into Romans eyes, and a look of determination appeared on his face
The train that was his life had just crashed
"I want to know the truth" he hissed, slamming his fist on the table next to him, causing Juliet to jump, she was so shocked, R.J never got angry, he was always the one trying to calm everyone else down, he was so different that she had no idea what to do. She knew she had betrayed him but it was both tell him the truth and risk the chance of losing him or just keeping quiet
"Who am I" Roman roared furious
"You're my brother!" Juliet yelled back, trying to get him to see sense
Roman laughed incredulously, running his hand through his hair. "Your still lying to me!" he said his eyes wide "because I'm not your brother am I Juliet, I'm Alexander and Annie Potters older brother aren't I" he breathed, trying to hold it in, "no more lies" he said trying to keep control of the wave of emotions that kept smacking in to him "I just want to know...who am I?" he breathed
She could see his heart breaking, thankfully, there grandfather answered
"Your Harry James Potter" said the old man and it seemed as if the whole world had just gone quiet
A resounding 'bang' echoed through the room as Roman punched the wall behind him, the following 'crunch' sound was his bones breaking
Juliet jumped up at once to help him but Roman took a step back, "Don't come near me" he yelled his voice filled with hurt
"R.J..." Juliet began
"Don't call me that!" he yelled, shocking the other two in the room, "because am not your little R.J or Rommie or even Roman Pollius, he never existed" he said distraught, "I'm...Harry...Potter" he said forcefully getting the words out
His demeanour suddenly changed as he locked eyes with his grandfather, "how did this happen?" he asked through gritted
"Your father..." he began
"Which one?" Roman said sarcastically
"You only have one father Roman" said the elderly man sternly, "your father is the man that raised you, the one that stayed up with you when you where sick, the one that brought you your first broom, the one that went to all of your quidditch matches, the one that taught you how to ride in the first place Roman, my son, that man is your father" said the elderly man furiously, trying to get through to his grandson
"He wasn't perfect Roman but he loved you and for that he deserves your respect" he continued in a voice of authority, "he told me that he found you in the arms of a thief who had kidnapped you and was planning to sell you to the highest bidder but your father saved you Roman and he was planning to give you back to the Potters but he loved you from the moment he held you and he couldn't bare to part with you so he brought you back here and raised you as his own, the only crime that he is guilty of committing is loving you too much, my boy" he said earnestly, trying to convince the hurt seventeen year old
"So you've known all my life?" Roman said exhausted, his body sagging, the fight leaving him, unable to comprehend the father that he had loved as some sort of thief
"Yes" the old man said seriously
"And what about you" Roman said looking at Juliet, the betrayal he felt was clear as day
"I've known for two years" she said sadly and a gasp of shock escaped Roman, 'that long' he though
"Well, I guess that's that" Roman said as he walked towards the door
"Wait!" yelled Juliet, close to crying "where are you going?" she asked scared
Roman just shrugged, too tired to fight, he was physically and mentally exhausted
"Away from the two of you" he said coldly as he kept on walking
"But you can't just leave" Juliet said distressed, looking at her grandfather for help
"I can do whatever I like" Roman said matter of factly, "I'm seventeen Juliet, a legal adult and I have enough money to take care of myself" he said tiredly as he walked through the front door without once looking back
"Let him go" said the elder Roman to Juliet, as she whirled on him incredulous, "he is hurt" he explained, "some time away from us will do him good and it is the least we can give him" he said sadly, as the image of his only grandson walking out was forever etched into his memory
~R~}
Lily Potter woke up happy for the first time in a very long time, a silly grin plastered on her face
Her little Harry had been found, she couldn't count how many times she woke up in the middle of the night wondering if her baby needed her, the only comfort she had was that Harry was happy.
He wasn't some poor defenceless child who knew nothing of love and happiness; in fact he was the complete opposite
James suddenly pulled her close to him, tracing kisses down her neck
"Stop it" she giggled like a school girl
"Why?" James asked cockily, she could feel his smirk against her neck
"Because we are going to be late" she said turning to face him as his hands started to ravish her body "at this rate the kids are going to be stranded at Kings Cross station" she said a moan escaping her parted lips
"Stupid Yule ball" James moaned as he claimed her lips "why the kids have to come back so late I'll never understand" he moaned as Lily jumped out of bed
"It's only the twenty six of December" she laughed, her eyes suddenly darkened as she said "we'll have to tell them"
"I'm not sure I want to tell them" James said as he got out of bed "how do we tell them that Roman Pollius is actually their big brother Harry" he asked incredulous
"I don't know" Lily said exasperated, her good mood long forgotten "but we have to tell them and Sirius and Remus are coming over today, we can tell everybody all at once" she said with a nod of her head
Half an hour later as James and Lily left an owl flew through an open window with a mysterious package
R~}
Peter Pettigrew knew exactly what he had to do to be free; he had escaped from Azkaban and found his master, now all he needed to do was to get Harry to Lord Voldemort, sadly that part was starting to become difficult
"I'm not sure about this" Mortimer told Peter as they stood in his bedroom back in Bulgaria, "I don't want to kill Roman I just want to tarnish his reputation" he said stubbornly
"You won't be killing him, you'll just turn the cup into a portkey" Peter said trying to hide his anger
"But where will it take him" Mortimer said angry
Peter took a breath and chose a different tactic
"Don't you see Mortimer; people like Roman are born under a lucky star" he said persuasively "it doesn't matter what anyone does to them, Roman will always get more then his fare share of luck just like his father, whilst people like you and me are forced to live in their shadows to deal with all the bad things life has to offer"
Peter could see that he was getting to Mortimer
"Look at Roman he already has all of Bulgaria in love with him and pretty soon the whole world will love him too, do you think that its fair for a bully to get such recognition, to be loved by the entire planet because of his family name-"
"What are you talking about!" Mortimer roared cutting him off "Roman might be loved in Bulgaria but certainly not by the whole world and his father wasn't loved either, Roman the second was feared not loved" he said hotly
"I am not talking about his adopted father" Peter said smugly "but his biological one"
Mortimer's eyes widened
"You know who Romans real father is?" he breathed shocked
"Oh yes" Peter said boldly "Romans father and I go way back, all the way to our teen years and I must tell you, he was just like Roman. A cocky little bully who was loved by everyone and as he grew up his luck just continued, he's now an auror and a famous one at that, he married the girl that everyone guy wanted and you know what?" Peter said angrily, "he doesn't deserve any of it, he never did" he said furious
"Who is he?" Mortimer asked curious
"James Potter" Peter said dramatically
"Potter?" Mortimer repeated sure that he had heard the word somewhere
"You've of course heard of Harry Potter" Peter said with a glint in his eyes, "he went missing about sixteen years ago"
Mortimer looked at him confused before horror filled his face
His face changed emotions quicker then Peter could register, it went from shocked to distraught to down right furious
"The boy-who-lived" he breathed furiously, it just couldn't be, fate couldn't love someone that much, it just wasn't fair
"Yep" Peter said popping the p
"Roman is the boy-who-lived" Mortimer said his guts clenching uncomfortably, all he could see was the fame and the power that would come to Roman, didn't the bastard already have enough people throwing themselves at him, did he really need anymore? He thought furiously
Mortimer looked at Peter, with anger clouding his judgement he said "I'll do it, I'll turn the cup into a portkey"
R~}
The Potter family plus Remus and Sirius sat around the living room at one in the afternoon
Alex sat holding the package the mysterious owl had tied to her
"Can't I open it?" he asked again
"No" said James, taking it off of him, "your mother and I have something to tell the two of you" he said seriously. Remus and Sirus stood up intending to give the family some privacy; they already knew what it was about
The second they walked out the door James started talking
"I'm sure you both know who Roman Pollius is" he said nervously as Annie beamed and Alex scowled, it looked like the siblings had different opinions on the seventeen year old
"Well" said James nervously, tightly holding Lily's hand
"You both know that Harry went missing sixteen years ago" he started, "well we found out today that Roman is Harry" he blurted out
Alex and Annie looked at him shocked but James continued talking
"When we first saw Roman at the quidditch world cup...well, that's when we started to doubt who he was. You see Roman looks just like I did at his age and he would have been the same age as Harry, there where just far too many coincidences to ignore" he said quickly, "so we've been trying to convince him to take a test, you know to prove his parentage and well somehow, we convinced him to take the test and..." James said trying to find the right words to say it, thankfully Lily took over
"Roman Pollius is our Harry" she said delighted, the two children however not so much
Annie looked confused whilst Alex looked angry
"Isn't this great" Lily said delighted that it was finally out in the open, "now we can have Harry back and we can actually give him all those presents we buy him every year and everything can just go back to how it was suppose to be with the five of us as a family-" she said but was cut off by Alex
"You're actually telling me that that insufferable git is my brother" he said slowly
"Alex!" Lily scolded but he just kept talking, babbling was something she did when she was nervous
"so whilst we've spent the past sixteen years suffering, dreading July thirty first because mum always cries or never doing anything fun on Halloween because we felt so guilty that we would be having fun when poor little Harry was suffering" he said furious jumping to his feet, "that idiot got to live a normal life, he got to go out without having to constantly hear his own name, he didn't have to live under his own shadow like the rest of us-"
"Alexander" James yelled cutting him off
"I hate him" Alex said storming out from the room and up to his bedroom
Annie sat shell shocked and slowly rose off her seat and followed after her brother
Lily sighed and slowly sat down; James moved to get the package and then sat back down next to his wife
"Everything will be alright" he said pulling her close
"How do you know?" Lily asked sagging against him
"Because they always do" he smiled, moving the package on to the glass table in front of them
"What is that?" Lily asked moving away from him and picking the package up
"No idea" James smirked as she started to open it, Lily slowly removed the packaging to reveal a silver box with grey powder inside
Lily tensed and James let out a startled gasp, of all the things they had expected this wasn't one of them, in her hand Lily was holding Lucida powder, it was the wizarding equivalent of a video tape,
Remus and Sirius entered the room and stopped in their tracks mid-step
"Is that what I think it is?" asked Sirius, wondering why they had Lucida powder, most wizards never bothered with such things except to watch replays of quidditch games
James shook his head as Sirius approached them
"Well let's play it" he said excitedly, only to receive three people looking at him as if he was crazy
"We can't" said Remus, "it's someone's private moments we can't just watch it" he said uncomfortably
"It was sent here wasn't it?" Sirius said as if they where the stupid ones, he took the box from Lily and then took a handful of powder and put it on top of the box, he pointed his wand at it and said the spell needed to activate it
The grey powder started swirling around until a grey beam suddenly shot out of it, leaving a grey square hovering in the middle of the room
A man's face appeared in it, he seemed quite young, with curly dark hair and brown eyes.
He smiled sadly at them before he started speaking
"If you're watching this, then I presume that I am talking to James and Lily Potter" the man said sadly
Sirius looked smugly at everyone in the room and sat down to enjoy the show
"My name Is Roman Jenkins Pollius the second" at his name the atmosphere in the room changed, it went from apprehensive to downright hostile, because the man in the circle was the one that had taken away Harry
"This package is only to be delivered to you if you found out the truth about R.J or as you would call him Harry" the man said gravelly
"At this moment in time as I do this spell, its only been a year since Harry went missing and I feel terrible and everyday I tell myself that I will give him back but everyday it just becomes more difficult, there is nothing I can say that will ease your pain but today I realise that I can not give Harry back to you, because he's my son, so instead I have decided to make a sort of short clip for you following Harry's life from now until well I guess until you find out the truth, my father has agreed to try to catch as much of Harry's life when I am not with him" he said shrugging, "I know its not much but its all I can think of" he said desperately
The image suddenly changed to a small little girl and Roman Pollius the second who looked quite older, Sirius recognised the girl as Juliet Pollius. She looked no older then seven, she was standing on a stool next to a counter, covered in what looked like flour
Juliet suddenly looked up, looking straight at them
"What's that?" she asked pointing at the small magical ball needed to record everything.
Sirius was thankful that the spell had translated their words into English meaning he could actually understand what they said
"It's nothing" Roman said cleaning her up with a wave of his wand, "how about we go wake R.J up"
"Rommy!" squealed the little girl jumping off the stool and out the door
"Slow down" yelled Roman running after her; they climbed up the stairs and into a room at the far end
The room was covered with posters of the Vratsa Vultures quidditch team, which just happened to be the team Harry now played for
Juliet jumped on the bed yelling 'Rommy' over and over, until the poor boy sat up
"What?" he asked annoyed rubbing sleep out of his eyes, his blond hair sticking up on ends
If everyone in the room hadn't thoroughly researched the life of Roman Pollius then they might have been shocked at the colour of his hair
"Happy Birthday!" she yelled sitting down on the bed
R.J or Harry miraculously brightened up at the mention of his birthday
He jumped out of bed and rushed towards the man he called father
"I'm four today" he beamed proudly holding out four fingers
"Yes you are" smiled Roman ruffling his hair
"What are we going to do?" R.J asked excited, a look past between Roman and Juliet
"Nothing" Juliet said taking something out of her pocket and hiding it behind her back
R.J who hadn't noticed became crestfallen
"Except" she added, moving her hands in front of her to show three tickets, "we're going to watch the Vultures game!" she said excitedly as Harry looked on in shock
James wasn't sure how long he sat there watching his eldest child change from a little four year old to the seventeen year old he knew today
~R~}
Roman tiredly dumped his trunk in the entry hall, he was back in England.
After he had left his home, he wasn't sure where to go but he knew he had to leave the country. His grandfather had far too many people that would gladly keep an eye on him, Ironically the only carriage available was one back to England, so he had hopped on and after arriving he had apparated to the only manor his family owned that didn't have wards
It was more of a holiday home that had been in the Pollius family for generations, the family normally just allowed friends to use the home, which was why it wasn't warded and for that Roman was thankful, his grandfather would immediately have known if he had entered one of the warded houses
He wasn't sure what to do now, so he walked into the kitchen, grabbed a glass, brought out the Firewhiskey and then returned the glass deciding to drink out of the bottle, he'd only ever had Firewhiskey twice before once on his seventeen birthday and the second after he had won the quidditch world cup. It wasn't a good idea for quidditch players to drink but as the liquid went down his throat, he was thankful for it
So whilst his family and friends worried about him, Roman spent the next couple of days drinking and then sleeping off a hangover
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It had been a week since Roman had learnt the truth and in those seven days he had received countless owls, from Juliet, Roman Sr he refused to think of him as his grandfather, Xavier, Viktor and the Potters and he ignored every single letter
He couldn't help but remember his past all those little moments in his life that made him the man he saw in the mirror
He remembered how he first met Xavier when he was four and his first night at Durmstrang but there where two memories that just wouldn't leave him in peace, probably the two most important moments in his life so far, the two moments that had significantly affected him.
One was his fathers funeral and the other was his first major quidditch match
He had only been ten, but he had played for the under eleven team of the Vratsa Vultures, everything had been going great
He sourly remembered at how he was made captain and how he had been treated, as if being good at riding a broom made him Merlin himself. His team mates treated him with respect looking to him to lead them, his coach heaped praise on him every second
'Everyone look at how Roman does it' had become part of their training routine
He inwardly cringed as he remembered how he had loved every minute of it, showing off every chance he had gotten and then he remembered the game that changed it all
It was the championship game between his team and the Hawks, they played for hours, but both teams where equally matched, if one scored the other would do the same a minute later, and due to junior league rules, match play could only be for seven hours for under eleven year olds, so after seven hours they took it to penalties and Roman could remember it as if it was yesterday
~Flashback~
Roman stood covered in sweat and mud, with the rest of his team mates, five penalties was all each team was given , they'd already missed one but so had the other team and Roman silently watched as the last player for the other team flew towards their keeper
The air sparked with energy and he watched transfixed as the player scored, cheering broke out from the other side of the field, all they needed was one goal and they still had a chance of winning and it was his turn to take the shot
He saw everyone look at him excited, they all knew he wouldn't miss, he never missed.
His coach roughly grabbed his arm as everyone huddled around to listen to what he had to say
'You better get this shot Roman or you'll be letting everyone down' he said seriously, 'your family, your team mates, everyone who's ever cared about you, do you hear me boy' he said excited, sure that Roman wouldn't miss
Roman nodded his head, 'I won't let anyone down' he thought as he looked at the hopeful eyes of his team mates
He arrogantly climbed his broom and held the quaffle close to his chest as he flew at the hoops, he could see himself wining the game, the crowd chanting his name, his team mates smiling as they proudly showed off their new medals, so he zipped this way and that, confusing the keeper as he through the ball at the middle hoop
His felt excitement and pure happiness rise in chest as the quaffle soared past the keeper but the quaffle didn't go through the hoop it hit the edge and harmlessly bounced off
He had missed and he heard the supporters for the other side cheer, the looks he had received from not only his team mates but his coach had been enough to make him quit the game, and since that day pressure was not something he could handle. If it hadn't been for his father, his biological one, he would never have got on a broom again
~End~Flashback~
He had stopped drinking yesterday after he had had a nasty accident in the bath tub, and he was no longer catatonic just angry, really, really angry but he had no idea at whom to be angry at!
Surprisingly only one owl appeared that day, a brown one with copper coloured spots, he immediately recognised the owl as Hector Claymore, his manager's owl.
"Hey girl" Harry said as he untied the newspaper and left the letter on the table, it was a Bulgarian newspaper and he immediately looked in the sports section
VULTURES ARE VULNERABLE
Read the headline
At the beginning of this season the question everybody was asking the Vultures manager Hugo Vladinski was can the defending Prime League Champions hold on to their trophy without their leading scorer Roman Pollius, the answer given then was YES and now it's a NO
Vladinski will not be sorry to see the back of a disappointing December, but if he looked ahead to January, it would have sent a shiver down his spine
The Vultures are trailing behind their biggest rivals the Pernik Pulverisers this season by a staggering four points
Vladinski promised the fans that the Vultures weren't a one man team and that one seventeen year old would not make a difference, the results prove otherwise.
How badly they need their talisman, Roman Pollius, back. The decision to allow Pollius time off shocked many managers not only in Bulgaira but across the globe, surely Roman could have played part time, Ironically enough Pollius' substitute happens to be Vladinski's own son but Reginald Vladinksi does have talent and he is the right substitute what's scaring fans is that Hugo Vladinksi wants to drop Pollius from the first team and give his son the top spot, now whilst Reginald is talented he is not even in the same league as the seventeen year old and many people agree
One fan said 'Vladinski has gone crazy with power, he's already driving away Krum, and now Pollius does he want to destroy the Vultures'
The fan is referring to the reports that Viktor Krum is unhappy with Vladinski's coaching methods and it is likely that he will join the Haskovo Hawks next season, so whilst Vladinski destroys the Vultures by trying to help his sons career, managers all over the world are lining up to sign Pollius
Roman put down the newspaper shocked, what in Merlin's name was going on with his team, and Viktor was leaving? that was new to him, he grabbed the letter but before he could open it the sound of the doorbell startled him
He cautiously got up; no one knew he was here, it was impossible, he tip toed to door with his wand out and counted to three, and he violently swung it open only to come face to face with someone he hadn't expected on seeing
Juliet
"Wait" she said earnestly, "you have to let me explain Rommy, I would have told you its just" she gave a frustrated sigh, and said something Roman was not expecting "this all started when I found out that Rufus Scrimgeour is my father?"
~R~
Dum Dum Dum! Sorry for the cliff hanger but hopefully I'll have the next one up quickly! Lily's being a little delusional but you have to remember that everyone is dealing with this in their own way, Lily wants to believe that they can magically be a happy family but she knows it's not likely