I don't own the Harry Potter Series. That is owned by J.K. Rowling. The bad spelling and grammar mistakes are all owned by me though.
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LadySonics – I just realised the pun after you mentioned it, thanks for telling. Sorry about doing a whole chapter on 'Harry becoming a bachelor' and I will try to have plenty of pranks in the future. I'm male so I don't always see everything from the female perspective but I will try and be more careful in the future.
WhiteElfElder – It was a strange break up, but the whole story could be conceived as being strange.
battousai222 – I didn't really want Harry to be completely hated and him cheating would achieve that. This chapter will feature a Harry who will try everything and anything if you know what I mean.
Sweet Heavens – Thanks for the input. I was pleasantly surprised how well it turned out in the end.
Scandinavian Snapper – Like the thinking, kind of catchy as well.
crazyjim87 – Eventually.
Slytherin66 – I'm happy that your happy that Harry's single. He really needed to be so he could pursue offer women without coming across as a complete ass. I like the possible pranks, the sorting hat I believe will be in my future plans along with the Slytherin clan.
steve m potter – Your in luck with the possibility of a sex crazed Harry. I really haven't decided on the final relationship just yet, it being a harem or a single person but I'll take your comments into consideration. I will try and build on Ginny's character but it'll be long going seeing as I have to build on many other female characters.
This is majorly OOC. I've got a feeling your either going to love or hate this chapter seeing as Harry may come across as being an ass.
Down the Rabbit Hole
1 Month Later
"Harry, let us in" George yelled at the door that was sealed shut in front of him. "Come on Harry" he pleaded. As the silence stretched behind the door the group began to get more nervous about the teen that hopefully slept behind that door.
"Blast it" Hermione angry voice drifted to the surprised ears of the twins. "Stop looking at me. Blast that door open" she ordered them.
The twins in response raised their wands at the door that would lead to the Room of Requirement, thanking Hermione who found a spell to get the door to appear but would only work if the person inside trusted the people wishing to gain access.
"Stand back" George told Hermione and his brother as they took the advice and took a couple of steps backwards. "Bombarda" The spell erupted from the twins wands at the same time, travelling through the air at the speed as it finally hit the tall wooden door. The sound of the spells hitting the door was deafening as the group covered their ears in an effort to keep their hearing.
Finally the dust began to clear as the group peered through their eye lashes to see the result of the door, annoyed as they saw the still standing wooden door.
"Fuck" Fred muttered. "There's no way of getting in there unless Harry comes out voluntary"
"Come on, he never leaves that room during weekends" Hermione told Fred while running her fingers through her frizzy hair.
"Well what do you suggest, Miss Grang..." George trailed off as the door that stood still drifted open to show the person that they were after.
"What-do-you-want?" a hint of anger laced his tone as he leant against the door while peeking his head out. He looked deathly pale with a purple bruise that coloured his eye after his excursions over the past couple of months. "Well" he left them to continue.
"Can we come in?"
"Nope"
"Harry" Hermione moaned as she looked at the obviously hung over teen that faced her.
"Hermione" he mocked as she watched his eyes lazily drift over her body. "Your only getting in here if you lose the panties"
"HARRY"
"Just let us in, Harry" George told, more than asked as he stared at Harry.
Harry rubbed his eyes in annoyance as he focused his hazy vision onto George, finding it easier just to talk to them. This had happened on five separate occasions after all and there were only a certain number of times he could evade them. "Fine" he sighed "You've got 5 minutes" he warned them as he left the door half open. The twins smiled and followed while Hermione seemed a little more hesitant as she slowly made her way through the door, only to collide with the twins as they stopped unexpectedly.
"Um Harry, can you put on some pants" George asked as he looked at a fully naked Harry Potter, the door acted as cover before they entered but now they saw his 'wand' hanging low. Hermione peeked in between the twins who tried to block her line of sight but was to no avail as she was met by Harry's 'wand', sending a fresh wave of crimson across her face.
"Why, it's not hurting anyone" he asked as he swung around his tool in a threatening manner. "See, it's not hurting anyone. It may be long but it can't kill someone...well not to my knowledge" he smiled as his mind went to happier memories.
"You may be right but I think Hermione may faint from a lack of blood running through her body seeing as its all being diverted to her face" George chucked a look at a swaying Hermione. Harry followed his line of sight to see Hermione.
"Fine, but this is the only time I do this" he murmured as a piece of fabric wrapped itself around his privates. "There, happy" lifting his arms to see the now half naked boy.
When Harry covered himself appropriately – the group began to survey the room as their eyes danced over all the objects that adorned the room. The floor was littered with a mixture of bottles containing various liquids, several different kinds of pills and clothing. The walls on the other hand were covered in a mixture of vomit and other disgusting liquids, giving the red wall paper a darker tint of crimson. The thing that caught their eyes however was the bedside table which supported several different potions which could be distinguished by the various different colours. The one item that looked out of place was a plastic bottle with the contents of a pill which could be seen as a couple of them had falling onto the floor.
Fred meanwhile, had a look of loathing as he looked at the young teen as his hand seemed to twitch uncontrollably. "How's the eye?" Fred smirked as he looked at the bruise that covered his eye.
"How's the 'girlfriend'?" he countered as he grabbed a potion from his bedside table, downing the bottle in one which seemed to ease the twitch in his hand as he rested it in his lap.
"Can we please have a civil conversation?" Hermione sighed as she tried to gain some control over her body. "Now the reason why we're here"
"Finally" he muttered as he took a seat on his bed. The twins took a seat next to bed while Hermione tried to stay upright. Before they could start the conversation however, something moved in the bed that Harry was sitting upon, Harry looking at the lump that'd formed in his mattress.
"You better be off, Dumbledore will suspect something if you're not there"
"Urgh"
"Come on, up with you" he smiled as he tugged away the bed sheets. The person in the bed seemed to have something else planned as a hand appeared from the lump of fabric which seemed to search for something as it kept to the groin area.
"How about a quickie before I go" she whispered sexily as the group watched on.
"Um, I'd be up for that but I don't know if your into people watching" he then ducked his head to whisper "even though your into almost everything else" the lump giggled as she finally plopped her head upwards.
"No fucking way"
"Lucky Bastard"
"Professor Vector" Hermione's voice was only a whisper as she looked at the woman that was hugged around Harry's body.
"Miss Granger" Vector smiled as she brushed her blond locks from her face. "I think it'd be wise that you didn't mention this to anyone, that is if you value your grades" she smiled as a horrified expression crossed the young student's face.
"Not that I wanna break up this reunion but you really better be off"
"Aww, is this the way you treat all of your girls"
"No, only the ones that are teaching staff, and you taught me a lot last night" he told her huskily while placing a chaste kiss upon her nose.
"Your such a flirt" she replied as she pulled the bed sheets to one side, gathering them around her body so she could get ready. "I'll be in the shower" she ducked her head to whisper "don't last too long because I won't" she added.
"Bloody hell" he sighed as she walked away. "Little Minx" he told the group. "Now" he sighed this time more in annoyance "what did you want?"
"Well...we've come here to get your life back in order" George scratched his arm hesitantly, knowing that Harry was never going to give in willingly. Harry for his part did not expect this, this was the reason for his break up in laughter as he fell to the ground.
"Oh my god, you've still got it"
"We're not kidding Harry" Hermione found her voice. As Hermione spoke Harry took in the serious expression of his friend, realising they were serious.
"Your series aren't you" a slow nod from Fred. "Your insane, why would I want to give up this life" he stood up and twirled around. "This is heaven"
"This isn't healthy Harry. Doing drugs, alcohol and god knows what with the girls that always seem to be on your arm"
"I enjoy it, and it isn't my fault if your not open to new experiences"
"You've gone off the deep end Harry"
"Maybe, but I haven't got a worry in the world which suits me fine" he was caught off guard as a spell caught him in the chest, sending him onto his bed into a deep sleep.
The twins turned on Hermione to see her wand drawn as her head seemed to be in a different place "I'm sorry Harry, but you need to come back to us" she sighed. "What are you looking at" she looked at the twins astonished looks "bring him to the Gryffindor Dorms. The next couple of days are going to be hell for him"
"Yeah, god knows how bad his sobering up will be"
Three and a Half Weeks Ago
The beat vibrated through the floor as the party goers danced half naked in the space that'd been created for them. The place smelled primarily of sweat and the various beverages that were drifting around.
One student was getting most of the attention as his young body rubbed up against several different bodies that surrounded him. The implementation of rain inside the room was definitely a plus as it made the females shirts completely see through which showed off the women's luscious breasts as they bounced, hypnotizing most of the boys as they bounced up and down in time with the motion of the breasts.
The teen's attention however was not primarily on that part of the body as his hand drifted down to one of the girls delicious behind.
"Harry" the blonde gasped.
"What, I'm a ass man"
"Well, play your cards right and you might see a lot of it later" she suggested with a twinkle in his eye. The girl that he danced with was a couple of years older than him, not completely sure after the number of drinks he'd consumed. She wore black stockings with a white shirt which was only half done up as he breasts heaved from the shirt, screaming for the men to notice them which they did as could be seen from the many lustful looks. She wore deep red lipstick and pitch black eye liner which suited her as her skin colour was a milky white.
"Fuck, I love Slytherin's"
"Your gonna want to be one by the end of tonight" she suggested as she tugged at his belt.
"I look forward to it"
The party continued as the tracks switched to a slower pace which Harry's body did not agree too. "Want to get outta her" he slurred slightly as the effects of the alcohol began to show its effects.
"Not just yet" she replied as her body still reacted with the music. "Let's hang out with some friends of mine" she suggested which got a slight nod by Harry who trailed her as she intertwined her fingers with Harry. The pair manoeuvred themselves in-between the sweat covered teenagers, approaching a group of students who were sitting on the floor while smoking some substance.
"Hey you guys" she called upon the group which could only acknowledge her with a murmur. "This is Harry"
"Hey dude" one of them replied in a laid back tone. "Are you going to join the party?"
"We're already at one you fool" a blond headed girl replied as she lay against the wall with her eyes shut.
"You know what I mean, Melanie" he took another hit as his lungs let rip with a torrent of smoke.
"I've never noticed how red red is"
"Deep man"
Harry couldn't control the laughter that erupted from his chest as he looked at the group who seemed to be out of their mind. "Your friends are...interesting" he picked his words carefully.
"Yeah, interesting" she answered as she went to the ground, pulling Harry with her. "Give me a hit, Tony" she asked one of her friends who produced two rolled up pieces of parchment. "Try one Harry" she held the product in front of his face which was accepted after a couple of seconds.
The rolled up parchment was extremely light as he twirled it between his fingers. Copying the rest of the group he placed the item into his mouth, waiting for the effects that were obviously affecting the others. "Dude, you need to light it"
"Yeah, I'll do it" the strange boy brought his wand upwards, closing an eye to aim which didn't seem to help as he watched the tip of the wand glow.
"No" the girl that sat next to Harry voiced as she grabbed the wand from him. "You'll set Harry on fire"
"Argh, your no fun"
"Well I do plan on using him so maybe you can set him on fire later"
"I think he'll be on fire by the end of your session with him"
"True"
"Deep man"
"Will someone shut him up" she asked as the small boy in corner kept on repeating himself. This was fixed soon after as the guy slumped to the ground while giggling like a child.
As he puffed the first breath of smoke, he knew, maybe not consciously, but he knew that this experience would change his current path in life. He just didn't know if it would lead to greener pastors or the other side of the coin which was hell.
There's only one way to find out I suppose
Three Weeks Ago
Potions
"Don't be a pussy Neville, unless your not as cool as Harry" Ron taunted his friend as he passed Neville the piece of rolled up parchment which he had 'borrowed' from Harry without his knowing. This was made all the simpler as Snape led Harry out of the room for disrupting the class or something along those lines, Ron wasn't really paying attention to the big headed student.
"I am" Neville tried to muster some confidence as he grasped the rolled up parchment which was followed by a flame as Dean lit the end on fire. "Inhale Neville, that's what Harry did." Neville did just that as he inhaled a lung full, ending in a coughing fit as the smoke quickly rushed up his throat.
Cough
"Again Neville"
"No" *cough* "Way"
"I really thought you fancied my sister" Ron tried to tempt Neville. "I guess Harry can go with her"
Upon hearing this – Neville snatched the parchment from Dean's fingers and placed it into his mouth. As he inhaled for a second time, he found it a lot easy to stop coughing as he watched the door that Snape and Harry had just exited through a moment ago.
On the fifth time of inhaling – he casually brought his finger down to the rolled up parchment and took it out of his mouth, leaving a torrent of smoke in the process as the other students worked relentlessly on their potions. "How do you feel" Seamus inquired.
Trying to find a word, he began to feel how he was feeling. While running over his body attributes he discovered that the tension that was usually in his shoulders had disappeared, his breathing was a lot more level. He felt calm. "I-I feel content"
"Content?" Ron asked, a little confused that this was what Harry was using. I didn't seem to fit his bad boy persona.
"Yeah, like my problems have gone away" Neville tried to make the form of a butterfly by using his hands, using the self made butterflies as a metaphor to his argument.
"Give me that" Ron made a grab for the item as he wanted to see what the effects were after judging it to be safe after his 'test subject' had taken a hit.
"No way" Neville responded to the grab by placing the stick back into his mouth and inhaling as much as possible until the whole thing became a piece of ash.
"You spoiled brat" Ron accused him as he relented his pursuit of the mysterious stick of calmness.
The oncoming argument was put on hold as Snape swooped into the room without Harry. You could tell that Snape did not want to be messed with as the scowl plastered on his face had the intensity to kill if anyone looked upon him in the wrong manner.
Neville showed that he was not in his right mind as Snape swooped on them, inspecting there potion with a disgusted look. "This is atrocious. Your useless, just like your parents"
"Chill man, your spreading negative vibes to the rest of the room" he told the surprised Professor as a number of nearby students stopped what they were doing to witness the show.
"What the hell are you talking about Mr Longbottom?"
"Sssshh" Neville placed his finger to Snape's lips which made the Professor shake in fear. "You need a hug" he guessed as he started to make his approach.
"Don't you dare" Snape tone took on a dangerous tint as Neville opened his arms.
"It wasn't a request" he replied as he wrapped his arms around the shocked, stone cold Professor. Neville kept the hug up, opening his eyes to check the 'vibes' coming of the Professor. "It's still not working" he murmured. "I'll have to try harder at transferring the love I have over to you" he tightened his grip as Snape froze.
Finally, after several minutes of embracing and a number of whispers from the students planted around the room - Neville let go, seemingly satisfied as he retook his seat. "Doesn't that feel better Professor" he asked as he looked in a completely different direction.
Snape whispered extremely quietly as his body stuck to its stone like form. "What's that?"
"get out"
"Get Out"
"GET OUT" Snape finally got his voice back as he screamed at Neville. "Get the hell out of my class"
"Chill Dude"
"GET OUT" Snape repeated as his voice took on a hint of craziness.
"I give a hug and this is how I'm treated" Neville spoke as he weaved his way through the desks to get to the exit. "What a horrible world we live in"
Two Weeks Ago
Harry and Hermione sat in the centre of the room as Professor Binns explained in his own monotone about the past of magic, or the History to be more arrogant. As this was a morning class, about half of the students had their heads in their arms as they slowly awoke while the rest tried to get some kip before Potions.
"What is that your drinking?"
"Special formula" he replied as he breathed into her face, giving her a whiff of the contents of that flask.
"HARRY" she whispered furiously. "You better not be drinking what I think your drinking"
"Relax Hermione. There's no way in hell Binns will notice" he told her as Binns droned on about the History of Magic. "This" he shook the flask "makes him more interesting"
"Harry, this is not the time to get drunk"
Lifting his head to act superior, he replied "Well, the two of you are wrong" he pointed out as his eyes became cock eyed as he looked at the two identical forms.
"Two" she asked completely confused as she looked behind her to see if anyone else was present.
Shaking his head, he zoned himself back onto Hermione "Sorry, double vision" she gave him a stern look that said that action from Harry proved her point. "That proves nothing, maybe that I need new glasses"
"God, your impossible" she huffed.
"Not impossible...just extremely difficult" he smiled as she huffed and begun to take down notes. Looking around the class he quickly noticed a number of girls that were given him that look, the look of hunger, lust. He loved that look. He'd gotten this look a lot recently after the announcement of the Yule Ball, and he took advantage of it as he made his way through all the potential dates.
Deciding on an action, he looked up to make sure Binns still had his back turned and checked to see Hermione taking notes. When happy with the situation – he began to move from his current position, ducking as low as he could as he made his way over to one of the girls that wanted his 'attention'.
As he was a table throw away, he ducked his form under the desk to see the skirts of 3 different girls.
1 he thought as he passed the first set of legs, 2 and 3. Tapping the girl on the knee, he immediately felt her jolt upwards, this was followed by a little reassurance to her friend. Finally she leant away from to table and ducked her head under the desk to see a very excitable boy sitting there. He knew that he wouldn't be able to get away with this with any girl but with this girl, he had already experienced her, not the full experience mind you, just bits and bobs.
"I heard you need some servicing, mam" he whispered as he played with the hem of her skirt. She smiled evilly as she brought her hand to her skirt to raise it upwards for him.
"I expect a thorough job" she told him as she began to bring her head upwards. Smiling, Harry ran his finger across her white cotton panties, making her shift her position in the process. He began to play This Little Piggy on her panties, poking her panties in different places as it began.
'This little piggy went to market.'
He stroked her softly through her panties
'This little piggy stayed at home.'
Another feel which went on until the final verse
'This little piggy had roast beef,'
'This little piggy had none.'
'And this little piggy went "Wee! Wee! Wee!" all the way home',
He finished as he trailed his finger down the centre of her panties, sending her into a world off pleasure.
Harry soon found out he was 'entertaining' her as her hand came into sight, pulling her panties to one side as she showed herself to Harry.
Mmmmmm, I love the look of a shaved woman in the morning
One and a Half Weeks Ago
"I really don't know how you can hang out with all the old men, Professor" Harry made the statement as he stood in front of the massive Blackboard. Harry was currently undertaking another detention, this time for Professor Vector after falling asleep in one of her classes.
"What do you mean by that, Mr Potter?"
"Well, you've got Dumbledore, Flitwick and Snape"
"I wouldn't consider Professor Snape as being 'old' Mr Potter" she still spoke to him in a strict manner.
"Well to me he is" he replied simply as he continued his task.
"Well back to your question Mr Potter. The 'Old Men' as you elegantly put it, are not that bad company"
"Please tell me that you don't let them 'service' you Professor"
"Service?" she inquired as she didn't fully understand the context he was applying to the word.
"You know, service your needs as a woman"
"Mr Potter" she was shocked as the conversation took a turn.
"Unless your gay, which isn't a bad thing or anything. It's just I think the male community would be missing a gem if you batted for the other side" he complemented her as he used his wand to write yet another line.
"I am not gay Mr P..." she trailed off as she really began to think about his statement. "You think I'd really be a loss if I batted for the other side"
"Of course. God, the number of students that have got a picture of you in their dorms is astounding and a little disgusting as they get off to you while some of us are trying to sleep" he replied honestly as he was one of the many students that had a picture or two of her.
"Really" she asked as she seemed to forget that he himself was a student just like any other.
"Of course, heck, I'm having thoughts of chucking you over this table and riding you until you can't stand" he flirted as he looked at her flowing brown hair that flowed down her back. She was also the youngest Professor to be teaching in the castle and this could be seen as everything seemed to be firm when it came to her body. The whole strictness factor was a definite turn on for him, the whole idea of being told what to do was new for him after the relationship with Katie.
"Mr Potter" she coffered her mouth. "Don't say things like that"
"It's an offer, nothing else Professor" he turned back to the black board as he continued his punishment. "And I'm guessing you haven't had a proper seeing too in months after your reaction to my question..." he left it hanging for her to answer.
"Keep writing"
"Thought so" he muttered, just loud enough for her to hear.
The rest of the detention commenced in near silence as Harry continued to write on the blackboard, and Professor Vector tried to complete the marking of the assignments she had received from her students. Every now and then however, her eyes would drift to Harry's behind as she momentarily got hypnotised by his swaying form.
The bell finally rang at 8pm as Harry finished the final line that he was currently on, noticing the fact that Vector seemed to be looking at him even before he made a move.
"Professor, can I go?" he asked as he fully turned his form, watching the small movements she made as she used her fingers to twirl her hair.
"Yes, of course" she shook herself as she focused her eyes. He made his way to leave the room but was stopped just before his hand grasped the door knob. He smiled to himself as he heard the shallow breaths of one of his Professor's.
"Harry" she breathed out.
"Yes" he turned with a twinkle in his eye as he caught sight of her current state. She was currently finding it difficult to stand upright as she leant against her desk while she licked her lips as she appraised his form. Seeing an opportunity – he slowly made his way over to her, the slower the better as he made her wait for what was to come.
"Yes Professor" this time he whispered as he got within a foot of her. "What do you want" he continued as he copied her by licking her lips. "Have I been a bad boy? Do you want to punish me?" he smacked his ass to make a bigger point. At this point, Vector was shaking as her fingers dug into the table, the only thing keeping her from jumping him. This was to no avail as Harry made the first move, kissing her softly on the lips.
This did the trick as all her defences were left in shatters as she wrapped her arms around his neck, returning the kiss as she shoved her tongue in his mouth, revelling in the sensations that Harry was making her feel, feelings she hadn't experienced for several months.
Harry pulled away after several minutes of heavy petting, revelling in the lung full of breath he took in as he searched in his pocket for something, finding it a moment later as he pulled out a small blue pill with an E placed on the centre. "What's that?"
"It's something that'll make this experience 10 times better. They call it ecstasy in the Muggle world, but I call it 'Fuck you up'. Of course, you may not be able to handle me as I am after your lack of attention"
"Give me the pill"
"I dunno, are you really that cool"
"Screw you" she grabbed his hand but was thwarted as Harry chucked it into the air, catching it in his mouth. He thought he had one this round but was sorely mistaken as the Professor dived on him, shoving her long into his mouth as she searched for the pill. After a couple of seconds of searching, she finally found what she was looking for. Using her tongue as a mode of transport, she slowly retracted her tongue while carefully manoeuvring the pill into her mouth. She quickly swallowed it when it finally entered her mouth while Harry recovered from the attack.
"You animal"
"Most of us are Mr Potter" she smiled as she gave him a hand up.
"I hope that doesn't fill you up because I've got other things planned for that mouth of yours" he added as he began his ministrations once again as she waited for the pill to take effect.
"Quaint Mr Potter. Very Quaint"
A couple of minutes passed in silence as Harry kissed her neck while she waited for the affects of the pill to kick in. The effects could be felt a couple of seconds later as her heart began to beat ten times faster, pumping the blood through her body at unbelievable speeds. This had the added affect of pumping up her adrenaline levels as she dug her nails in his back.
"That's it, let it take you on a journey" he whispered in her ear. "Let it fuck you up"
She did just that as she let the drug take hold of her body, demanding Harry's full attention as she pushed him onto the table, almost ripping his shirt of in the process.
This is going to be a long night
One Week Ago
Great Hall
Fred, George and Harry were gathered in the Great Hall as they attempted to complete some work for their lessons. The last couple of weeks – Harry had been getting more and more out of control as Fred and George attempted to keep up with the boy. The young teen was holding parties on a nightly basis which meant that even the twins couldn't keep up with him. Hermione had begun to distance herself from Harry as he always managed to start an argument with her in some shape or the other, avoiding him saved a lot of energy that she used to better effect than getting into another pointless disagreement with Harry.
The thing that really worried the twins was the way that Harry was acting, the nervous twitches, the skin colour that seemed to be reverting to white and the loss in weight. It all pointed to one thing, something the twins were hoping that Harry wasn't stupid enough to get involved in.
"I really fucking hate school work" he announced as he drummed his fingers across the table.
"Well, we are in school Harry. What do you expect? You can't exactly sleep with all the teachers?" Fred replied, wisdom in his words for once.
"Wait" Harry stopped Fred. "I could sleep my way through Hogwarts. What a good idea"
"No Harry, I didn't mea..."
"McGonagall would be easy. I'll need Polyjuice Potion to get the male contingent into bed"
"Are you insane?"
"Not to my knowledge" he replied. Harry stayed silent as he thought over his own thoughts while Fred and George communicated to each other through the language of silence.
'Nuts'
'Definitely'
As the time went on more students walked entered and exited the hall, some of that contingent were a group of girls. "What's wrong with them?" George asked as a number of girls looked at Harry with an annoyed expression plastered on their faces.
"Must be the prank I pulled" Harry said in an offhanded manner.
"Please tell"
"Oh, let's just say that I've marked all the girls I've been with"
"How" Fred raised his eyebrow as he became part of the conversation.
"Let's just say the carpet no longer matches the grapes" he smiled as he took a swig of Butterbeer. This lack of attention was a bad thing as a fist connected with his face, sending him backwards.
"What the fuck was that for?" he yelled at a furiously shaking Fred who tried to get a second hit but was stopped as George swooped in.
"You slept with Angelina, you fucking slept with my girlfriend" Fred struggled against his brother's grip as a number of other students looked at the scene developing in front of their very eyes.
"How can you tell that Fred" George asked as he gripped his brother.
"Her..." Fred trailed off as he tried to think of the right word. "...privates are blue, and according to what he" he pointed fiercely at Harry as the teen calmly took a piece of bacon "said, he slept with her"
"Ooops" he brought his hands to his cheeks, mocking the aggrieved twin.
"You didn't Harry" George asked as he ran his fingers through his hair in aggravation over the attitude of the boy that sat in front of him.
"There have been a lot of girls in my bed" a second flailing arm approached him, only narrowly avoiding it as he leant backwards. Harry smirked as he looked at the weakling that was Fredrick Weasley.
"God knows why we helped you" Fred huffed as he stood up to leave. "Angelina is mine and you've taken her from me"
"It's not entirely my fault" he told him "She could've said no" he continued as the form of the aggrieved twin disappeared. "What a square" he sighed as he continued to eat.
"You've changed Harry"
"For the better"
"Definitely for the worse" George responded as he'd reached the point that made him want to get away from the newly becoming arrogant boy ."Don't come near us anymore" George finished as he made his way out of the Great Hall.
Harry puffed his chest out as he looked at the retreating form of his 'former' best friend. "Fine, leave you bastard. I've got the world and you've got nothing" he circled his arms to add more to his argument. "Filthy fucking Weasley's" he finished as he slumped in his seat.
A scuffling of a cloak could be heard from behind Harry as he applied some ice to his wounded eye. "You sound soooo Slytherin" Draco appeared from thin air as he popped up behind his shoulder.
"Fuck off Malfoy, unless you want to feel the tip of your broom up your ass" which Malfoy quickly took as a dismissal as he ran out of the Hall. Harry scratched his arm in irritation while his eyes blinked uncontrollably as he reached for a potion under his robes.
"That really hits the spot" he sighed as he got the use of his eyes back.
Present
"What now?" George asked as Harry's limp body was placed onto Fred's bed.
"I say we let him die" Fred replied as he looked at the teen like he was trash.
Ignoring the comment, Hermione answered "We lock him up in this dorm for the next week. Hopefully this will get rid of everything in his body"
"Won't it be suspicions when Harry doesn't turn up to any lessons?"
"That's where the Polyjuice potion will come in" she shook a vial in front of the twins. "Now pluck a hair and lock the room." As Hermione looked down at her friend – she had one thing run through her mind as she looked at his frail form.
It's going to be a torturous week for you Harry, but like Dumbledore may say, it's for the greater good.
Author's Notes:
What did you think? Professor Vector is a little younger in this story, in her late 20's I would put it.
Please Read & Review (no, flames please) constructive criticism welcomed.
This story is on Hiatus for now. I'm pretty sure I'll come back to it, but have no idea when. I'm going to stop because I'm suffering from major writer's block at the moment. I may write something shorter to try and ge back into the groove. So until next time, peace out, Jo.