Harry Potter, the Forgotten Son

Chapter 5: Quidditch

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(I Own Nothing)

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It had been a few days since the 'troll incident' as it was now called, the events of that night were no longer the main source of gossip and chatter of various houses. It was still there every now and then but conversations weren't stopped every time he walked passed, causing them to start whispering about how he handled the troll and whatnot.

Classes continued as they normally would, students complained about the workload while the professors did the same about their own work load. But when you looked at it, they had a reason to gripe, students only had to do assignments for their classes, the professors had to read and grade each assignment personally for each student in each class.

Harry proceeded to keep his title as the Prince of Slytherin, his grades always near perfect while being the role model for his house. He spent time with both his sister and Hermione, sometimes walking around the castle or helping them with their class work if they needed it. Whenever he was around them he noticed that the redhead Ron, the youngest male of the Weasley family, would glare at him when he saw them then stalk off. Both females would confide in him about how annoying the first year was, always yapping on and on about how he was evil and a spy despite numerous warnings to shut up. He'd have to do something about that little annoyance sooner or later but for now he was preoccupied with what he had learned from his head of house.

The Headmaster was hiding the Philosopher's Stone inside Hogwarts and some of the teachers had been asked to make a kind of defense for it. He didn't get too much, just that Snape needed his help to gather what he needed to create his defense.

Sitting on the armchair in his room with only his pants on, Harry studied one of the only books he had that had the Philosopher's Stone in it, it was actually one of the old autobiography/journals of its creator the great alchemist Nicolas Flamel.

He hadn't really sat down and read the thing until now, only skimmed it for future reference. But the man was awespiring, using it to live over six-hundred and sixty plus years. Just imagine all that he knew, all that he experienced in his life, to be able to live forever through the use of the Elixir made by the stone, or even be the richest man by using it to change any form of metal into gold...

But that begged the question... what was Dumbledore of all people doing with it? The Flamel's had been in a self imposed exile of a long time, due to the fact that they'd live much longer than anyone that they'd come to know or love besides each other. What were they thinking? And what was Dumbledore thinking for that matter? Putting that stone in the school full of children, putting them all in danger from those who'd want to steal it.

"Mmmm..."

Glancing to his side, the shirtless teen looked to his small bed to where two lumps moved, throwing the green comforter back to reveal the identical twins of Slytherin, Flora and Hestia both nude with their thin, developing bodies on display for him.

"Mmm... Harry come on back to bed," sighed Hestia while the two scooted apart as much as they could, considering that the bed was twin sized. Due to her being on the end closest to him, he got a eyeful of her cute bare rear, which really stood out against the black sheets of his bed.

"It's so cold without you," Flora continued while rubbing the small space between them, her front fully exposed to his gaze.

Closing his eyes, the teen smirked and closed his book. Setting it down on the table next to him, Harry stood and stepped over while dropping his pants to show that he too was nude and climbed in with them.

But instead of taking his place between them, he held himself up above closest, Hestia and captured her lips with his, deepening it to a soul searing tongue fight that made them moan into the others mouth.

-WARNING!-

-SHORT LEMON CONTENT-

"Sooner or later," he hummed after breaking away, much to her displeasure, "We will get caught doing this, rumors are already circulating about us."

Hestia moaned lightly as the boy ran a finger across her small breast, the cold digit sailing across her erect and very sensitive nipple.

"And why should we care?," Flora started while laying on her side and waiting for her turn as he played with her sister, "You are the Prince of Slytherin, not to mention the most influential student here with being the leader of 'The Seven'."

He hummed, having leaned down and licked the erect nub much to the girls pleasure. They were one of the few to know about the group, he hadn't meant for them to find out but considering just how much time they'd been spending together they were bound to find out.

"You should care," he intoned between placing light kisses around her belly, "Because it would cause unneeded stress for me,"

Flora hummed, "Sounds good to me... I like it when your rough."

He ignored that, for the two to be so similar they held one very big difference. Hestia like foreplay, meaningful kisses, and gentle touches but her sister loved to be bitten, spanked, and roughly handled. Flora had no problem with him forcing her to her knees and forcing his dick down her throat while pulling her hair.

Hestia made herself known once he reached her bare mound, arcing her back as he began to play with her womanhood. She also reached over and grabbed her sister, pulling her close and kissing her as he spread her neither lips and gave them a kiss.

This continued for a few moments before she climaxed and Harry pulled back and positioned his manhood at her entrance, making her break the kiss with her sister, red faced and breathless.

"Master Harry, it's your sister she's gotten into some trouble" Twilly called as she popped in.

Spotting the three, the elf blushed, "Ahh... It can wait!" she squeaked before she vanished as quickly as possible.

Looking over his shoulder, Harry hummed and checked the small clock next to the bed, "It's late... I shall dead with my wayward sister in the morning, now where were we?"

-LEMON OVER-

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The next morning, Harry found Rose on her way to breakfast before classes started, the girl was a little more downtrodden than usual, most likely because of her being in detention tonight because of the night before.

"Rose, what did you think you were doing?" he intoned as he walked up to her in the middle of the hall where she was alone. "Out after curfew and turned in by Malfoy of all people..."

Shocked at his sudden appearance, Rose jumped a bit before frowning, "It wasn't my fault, Hagrid... well..."

"Somehow acquired the egg of a Norwegian Ridgeback and hatched it last night?" he finished for her with a raised brow, "The insufferable little wretch wouldn't shut up about it this morning so do not expect the fact to stay hidden."

She frowned a bit, "Sorry Harry," she muttered while feeling bad, not for getting in trouble but for disappointing him.

"Rose I'm not angry about you breaking rules," he told her while knowing that she didn't want to disappoint him, "I'm annoyed that you broke the rules and got caught... and by that blond weasel at that. Although he'll be serving detention with you as well so it could be worse."

Harry trailed off with a shrug and checked his wristwatch, "Hmm, I'm late... excuse me Rose but I have something to take care of, I'll see you this afternoon so please do try to stay out of trouble... or at least don't get caught." Fixing her with another pointed look, Harry turned and vanished down the halls.

Making his way into an old broom closet on the ground floor, Harry glanced around to make sure no one was watching and entered the small room. He then tapped a stone a few times with his wand which opened a secret passageway that led to an old shut down shop in Hogsmeade.

Climbing in, he used his wand as a light and quickly made his way down the secret passage where he found a shoe box sized package wrapped in paper with a note on top that read, 'The payment was cleared with the Goblins as usual. Until next time Mr. Umbra,'

Harry hummed and threw the note down, setting it ablaze with a small fire charm that destroyed the parchment. One couldn't very well operate a less than reputable operation under their real name, at least not if they wanted to continue to look like a respectable and honorable person.

Thanks to his good relationship with the head of Gringotts bank, Lord Ragnok, he had been able to get a false identity set up for him with little trouble. Although, if one were to look too far into this, Mr. Umbra, they would learn that the person didn't seem to exist. Not that he had to worry, Goblins were notorious for being impossible to work with when you were investigating their clients, even aurors and ministry workers dreaded the process.

The whole trip took less than thirty minutes and soon, he was back in the castle with the wrapped box under his arm and on the way to meet his head of house.

Checking the time, he hummed lowly. Breakfast would be ending soon and the first classes of the day would begin, leaving him with jut enough time to make it to the potions classroom before the first bell would ring.

Knocking on the door, which wouldn't open until Snape unlocked it, a precaution to keep students from messing with the various items inside, something that had happened in the past when a less than happy student tried to vandalize the room because he felt that Snape had been unfair to him.

A few moments passed before the door opened, revealing the less than pleased face of Snape, "Class doesn't begin until- oh it's you," the man said, calming down. He made sure that each of his students knew not to bother him in the mornings, as that was the time he spent looking over his own personal potions projects and didn't want any 'dunderheads' bothering him and infecting his work with their stupidity. Add the fact that he wasn't a morning person and you had a man that everyone feared in the morning.

"I've come to deliver the two items that you've requested," Harry started while handing him the package, "And also to inform you that my personal debt to you has been paid in full."

Snape accepted the package with a nod, "Thank you, now I can finish my part and get the Headmaster off my back,"

Harry raised an eyebrow, while he was closer to Snape than many other students, the man never acted like this. Maybe it was a morning thing for him because at any other time of the day, the man would be colder and more distant, if anything, right now the man seemed... human.

"Well good luck with that professor," Harry mused, "I must be going, class starts soon and I don't intend to be late."

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In no time, the school was buzzing with excitment over the upcoming Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Scarfs, banners, flags, buttons, and even shirts were offered to the students so that they could show their support for whatever team they wanted to win.

During the time leading up to the match, which would also mark the opening of the Quidditch season, the shadowy student council had met twice and both times found Oliver Wood missing. Which wasn't strange at all seeing as the boy would spend any free time he had preparing, training, making up and running plays... stuff like that.

"So Harry, you going to the game today?" Tonks questioned as the pair walked down the halls and into the Library to return some of his borrowed books that were due.

Heading towards the front desk, where Madam Pince sat, Harry hummed lowly, "I haven't given it much thought," he whispered.

Tonks looked at him then to the librarian sitting behind her desk with a grimace. Madam Irma Pince wasn't a very nice woman when it came to her library. She took her job so serious that it bordered on insane with her going so far to protect her books that she forbid students from talking, laughing, whispering, sneezing, scurrying, or any other behavior that would seem suspicious in any way. She even placed jinxes on some that should a student doodle on them then the book would attack.

The woman looked up at them with a hawk like gaze, making the seventh year flinch back while Harry continued on as if nothing happened.

"Good day Madam Pince," he greeted, not quite a whisper but not too loud, "I'm here to return these,"

Picking the one from the top, she looked it over for any signs of damage and quickly did the same to the next three, only to find them in perfect condition as always while the pair began to leave.

"She scares me," the girl muttered as they left the library, "I swear she could use magic with that feather duster of hers,"

That made Harry raise an eyebrow in her direction, Pince was known for walking around the library and cleaning the dust from the books and shelves with a feather duster and without magic. Thinking about it, he could see how one would think that but shook his head slowly.

"Unlikely, I don't see her as the type to have a wand made into a duster... although that is something I'd see that Auror doing... Moody I believe his name was."

"Old Mad-Eye," Tonks laughed, thinking about the stories of the paranoid auror, "I've met him before, that eye of his is weird... but cool..."

"Still thinking about taking the Auror training course after graduating?"

She nodded. The witch had been planning on going into Auror training for awhile and had talked to a few of them to get an idea of what it was like. Upon learning of her metamorphic ability, they said that she'd be accepted into the course because of the possibilities she had at going undercover. Most auror hopefuls had to go through a series of tests to insure that their fit to be aurors but with her being able to change he looks without glamor charms, they would overlook some of the small things... like her clumsiness.

"Harry!" the voice of his sister called from behind, making the pair stop to see Rose jogging over.

"Ah, Rose what a pleasant surprise," Harry intoned, "What can I do for you today?"

"Will you go to the game with me, please!" the redhead asked excitedly with wide, pleading eyes.

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"And Wood blocks Slytherin Chaser Adrian Pusey's throw, putting the Quaffle back in Gryffindore's possession." Commentated Lee Jordan, a fellow prankster and partner to Fred and George in some of their pranks.

Harry sat between Tonks and Rose on the top row of one of the raised stands, watching the quidditch match with a mildly amused look on his face.

He was never all that interested in playing the game, sure he knew the ins and outs of it but he'd rather watch it than play it.

"Ow and Slytherins slimy beater sends a Bludger right into Wood,"

"Lee!"

"Sorry Professor... wait... somethings wrong with the other Bludger," he pointed out causing them all to look at the other ball, which shook and trembled in the air before veering off course and straight towards the stands... right at Rose.

Harry grabbed his sister and pulled her out of her seat right into his lap just as the round, jet black iron ball slammed through the wooden wall behind them, right where her head would've been.

This caused the other adults and students in the stand to run for it, heading towards the stairs as not to be hit. The stands were suppose to have wards around them to deflect the balls and repel them if they got too close, but somehow the seemed to have failed.

"Harry look out!" Tonks screamed as the other bludger shot at them like a cannon.

Throwing himself down and carrying Rose with him, the two rolled down the rows as the ball reduced his seat to splinters, "Rose are you ok?" he questioned as they stopped, with him on his back with hers against his chest.

She groaned, having hit her head during the fall, "I'm fine, thanks Harr-"

He cut her off by pushing her all him and onto a row above him before rolling to the side just as a Bludger crashed through the floor from above with another following from behind

Pulling his wand from it's holster on his sleeve, Harry stabbed it at the approaching ball, "Bombarda Maxima!" he hissed out before the spell flew from the tip and turned the iron ball into hundreds of tiny pieces before turning his attention to the other which crashed through the floor dangerously close to Rose.

"Depulso!" he growled out, using the banishing charm to send the bludger flying back before hitting it too with the exploding charm, destoring it like the other but peppering the wall with shrapnel.

By now, the professors managed to arrive in hopes to save them, but seeing as Harry had already taken care of it, they settled for taking them to the hospital wing. But before they left, Harry shared a serious and dark look with Tonks, she would have to call a meeting for him.

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One by one the members of 'The Seven' arrived to their usual meeting room under the cover of night to find themselves waiting for their leader, the Prince of Slytherin and if they were honest, the de-facto ruler of students here at Hogwarts.

"I wonder what's up..." Cedric muttered from his seat while looking at the flickering light of the floating candle, "It has to be something about the bludgers, he's never called us without warning."

"After what happened I'd be surprised if he didn't call us for a meeting," Charlie stated, "Someone bewitched those bludgers to attack his sister,"

Charlie was a short and stocky wizard with muscled arms and a weather beaten face from spending a lot of time outdoors. He had so many freckles that he looked tanned and had short red hair like the rest of his family. He joined this group not only to repay Harry for helping his brother Percy but because he thought that he could help do some good for the school by helping control things. As a former star seeker for Gryffindor, he was very popular and respected among his house.

"And knowing Harry..." Oliver spoke, letting the statement hang as they all thought about what the fourth year would do. Whoever it was would be in deep trouble, not only in a legal sense but with a pissed older brother. After all, it hadn't been too long since the incident with the Troll and they knew what he was willing to do.

As they thought about what Harry would do, the silence that engulfed them was broken by the arrival of the teen in question, who walked over to his place at the end of the table and set his wand down with an emotionless face. But while he looked calm, they knew that he was livid on the inside.

"I'll skip the pleasantries," He started with ice in his voice, "as you all know, someone has seen fit to sabotage the bludgers and endanger not only my sisters life my own and anyone else who may have been nearby. This will not go unpunished..."

"Do you know who is was?" Tonks asked.

Harry nodded, "Indeed I do, it's the same person who seeks to steal the Philosophers stone, the same person who wasn't there at the time." he told them, having no problem with mentioning the stone as they had already been informed and vowed to keep it to themselves.

"Who?"

"It would seem that our worthless Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor isn't as pathetic as he's led us to believe."

"Quirrell?" Penelope asked in shock, "That man couldn't charm his way out of a wet paper bag, much less use the charms to bewitch the bludgers."

"Who would suspect such a seemingly weak and spineless coward?" the teen questioned, "If it hadn't been for Snape then he would've been able to steal it and leave without anyone noticing until it was too late."

"Then what are we going to do?" Cedric inquired, "Report him?"

Harry's eyes narrowed, "Not exactly... I want more than simple justice for what this fool did... and for that I need your help..."

"You don't even have to ask, Harry." Charlie said cutting him off, "Your my friend and I'll help however I can."

Tonks nodded, "Your one of the best friends I've ever had, of course I'm going to help."

"You'd do the same for me," Cedric shrugged, "I'm in."

Penelope, Oliver, and Robert all agreed to help him, like Cedric said, he'd do the same to help them and they all owed him one way or another.

Looking at the six, Harry smiled a bit, "Thank you..."

"So..." Oliver began slowly while looking at the teen, "What's the plan... Boss?"

"As I said before... this isn't some mere plan for something as simple as justice, nor is it for vengeance, spite, or even hate... this is punishment..."

To be continued...

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