Hello to y'all, here is the new update, sorry had college applications and tons of homework and tests and all that nasty crap. Also, taking AP Physics C, AP Bio and Multi Variable Calculus is so tiring.

A.N.- If anyone has any ideas or suggestions regarding to me writing the World Cup part or The Triwizard Tournament, feel free to pm me or leave it in your reviews, thank you very much. Any insight is appreciated.

Chapter 17: Heart Repair, New Beginnings

Days turned to weeks, and Harry had no time to think about other things as he forced himself into his studies. Sure, he considered himself a genius that could successfully cast a new spell whereas most people would need several tries but that didn't mean he didn't have high standards for himself. There were still subjects that he needed to actually study to get good marks in, for instance Arithmancy and Potions; Snape was always ready to surprise him with fast and unpredictable questions and looking for the slightest mistake in his potions even though he had often quoted that Harry had more brains than James Potter ever had.

Roger and Elan called him a total killjoy when they found him cooped up in his dorm room doing nothing but homework, which irked him to no end as they attempted to distract him from finishing. Also, on every weekend Harry, sometimes Saturday, sometimes Sunday, he would be playing for the Vratsa Vultures in the league, which he loved doing immensely. The training on week days was pure hell, he was pushed harder than he had ever been pushed before by coach Sergei but Mira Ivanov and Krum were very willing to help him in training and adapting to the rougher and faster style of play the Vultures used. Furthermore the Veela cheerleaders would often shoot him seductive looks in addition to attempting to flirt and seduce him, which caused Krum, who was usually an emotionless husk to laugh with vigor.

It turned out that he was becoming a big hit with the Vulture fans after five games, scoring 2000 points in total, his jersey sales were only second to Krum. In addition, he had accepted Lupin's invitation for dueling lessons, which mind, he didn't really need but only went so that he could test some new spells that he had read about from his tomes.

"Sorry Moony, but just like I told Mad-Eye, I'm afraid you got your wrinkly old arse handed to me." Harry replied as he pulled up his Defense teacher from the floor. Lupin just laughed and shook his head, Harry had grown into a better duelist than he could've have expected, it was a shame that Harry had decided to not to become an Auror, something about not wanting to be a bootlicker to the Ministry. Harry was greatly saddened when he heard that Lupin might not make it for the Quidditch World Cup but placed the tickets for England's group stage matches on his desk nevertheless, he had asked Sirius to send them to him the night before.

Besides Lupin, he also gave Hermione three tickets in the VIP box, which she refused until he promptly, placed them in her palms and closed her hand around it with a serious expression on his face, which earned her a lot of jealous looks from the girls who were in Harry Potter's Hogwarts fan club.

However, his awkward relationship with Elena hadn't improved one bit, when he finally told his three friends and Rina due to the fact of their annoying pestering in the Room of Requirement they were stunned.

"Wow…nothing is ever ordinary for you is it Potter?" Roger commented with a grin.

"You know what I think? I think you should start creating a harem." Elan said with a dreamy look on his face and received a punch in the face.

"HEY! Watch where you're hitting, my face is very delicate." Elan shouted and was rewarded by full-blown laughter, even Rina looked amused as she observed these fascinating humans from her spot on Harry's shoulder. After controlling themselves, the atmosphere became serious once more.

"I think you should have a talk with her, tell her you still want her friendship despite that you don't have romantic feelings for her…should be easy for you." Cedric said.

"What do you think my girl?" Harry asked his familiar telepathically.

"What the man said…I will personally fry your arse if you don't go out there and settle this right now." Rina sang and snorted, if a phoenix could even snort then left her master's shoulder towards a perch at the corner of the large room.

"Hats off to you…Casanova." Harry said with a mock bow and walked out of the room.

"Gee, what's eating him?" Roger asked and was replied with silence.

Harry ignored all the giggling and whispering from his female students as he searched for Elena.

"Hey Cho." The pretty Asian girl turned from her friend, Marietta Edgecombe and with a small smile said, "Hello Harry…."

"Yeah hi, have you seen Elena anywhere?" Harry asked hurriedly.

"She went to the Owlery not long ago." Cho replied and was about to say something else but was promptly cut off when Harry took off. "He still doesn't know that I overheard everything…I'll tell them tonight." She thought as she watched him leave.

Harry arrived at the Owlery and stopped at the bottom to catch his breath before walking in, he walked stealthily up the stairs and breathed in relief when he saw the petite figure of Elena mumbling towards her grey-feathered owl.

"Hey…" Harry said and instantly cursed himself for being such a lame arse.

"Hey, just sending a letter to my parents..." Elena replied tiredly back, Harry's eyes were full of worry as he saw his friend's fatigue expression, how long had she been like this. He felt he was the worst friend in the world at that moment. Then, without warning Elena clutched her head and fell forward and without a second of hesitation Harry caught her before she hit the floor.

"Hey! You alright?" Harry shouted, and placed a palm on Elena's forehead, "Shit, she's burning up."

Without further ado, the Quidditch Superstar pulled Elena onto his back and wrapped his arms around her legs to make sure she wouldn't fall down and called for Rina, who immediately appeared with a burst of flames, frightening the crap out of the other owls…literally.

Grabbing onto his familiar, the three disappeared in a bright flash of flames. Poppy Pomfrey was in her office when she saw a bright flash of flames appearing out of nowhere in the middle of the Hospital Wing but she quickly rushed out when she saw an unconscious and paled face Elena on Harry's back.

"Mr. Potter, what has happened to Ms. Turpin?"

"She's burning up Poppy…" Harry replied worryingly as he laid the pale brunette on an empty bed. Harry watched nervously as Madam Pomfrey waved her wand for a diagnosis and walked hurriedly away, no doubt to get potions. Once Madam Pomfrey returned, she had several bottles of potions and with a wave of her wand, Elena's attire became sleep pajamas, after asking Harry to lift the pale girl up, Madam Pomfrey poured the potions into her mouth.

"Will she get better soon?" Harry asked, eyes never once leaving Elena's face.

"With much rest, yes…don't worry too much about it dear, you should go to the feast now." Madam Pomfrey said and sighed when the tall, messy black haired young man took a chair next to Elena's bed and shot her a smile.

"I'll be fine Poppy, I can get something from the kitchens later on."

"If you're sure…" Madam Pomfrey replied and began walking out of the Hospital Wing.

"You shouldn't be here…I'm fine." Harry's attention was snapped from the locket he had around his neck towards Elena who was staring back at him with her dark chocolate brown eyes.

She blushed when Harry placed a hand on her forehead, "Stop, stop caring for me so much…can't you see what you're doing?" She thought as she looked onto Harry's face, seeing how concerned he was for her.

"Not as hot as you were a few minutes ago." Harry commented with a smile and asked, "You hungry?"

At Elena's nod, Harry rose from his chair and with a rare smile said, "I'll go pick up something light from the kitchens…" and promptly walked off. Elena couldn't stop the tears from forming in her eyes, she had fallen in love with him but it wasn't always so. In the beginning, there was nothing but competing for the best student of their year between them then it became more, helping each other whenever they needed help on work slowly turned into opening up to each other, becoming friends.

When she fell for him, she couldn't remember, maybe it was that time when she fell asleep in the common room by accident and he covered her up with a blanket after exhausting her O.W.L.S, or was it that time in 2nd year when she rode with him on his Nimbus 2000 when she felt unhappy or that time in 3rd year when she twisted her ankle walking back to Hogsmeade and he had offered to give her a piggyback ride back to the castle.

When she saw Harry quietly opening the Hospital Wing doors before closing them behind him, she watched as he sat a tray down by the bedside table and smiled her thanks when he lifted her to a sitting position on her bed.

"Open wide…" Harry exclaimed with a smirk as he held a bowl of chicken noodle soup in one hand and a spoon in another.

"Oh no no no, I'm not a five year old little girl anymore." Elena shot Harry with a tired yet amused look.

"Listen your highness, you're not in a condition to make demands." Harry said in a mock crossed look and broke down into laughter a moment later, Elena just smiled widely; it had been so long she had felt so happy.

Her brown eyes never left Harry as she watched him feed her, "Why are you being so kind to me?... Stop, stop before I fall deeper…" She thought despairingly, the tears returning slowly but surely. She hated that he was so kind to her, she hated that she loved him but she couldn't help it, love isn't something one can turn off simply because one wills it. She decided there and then that if she couldn't have him, then she would go along with it, she'll love him until the end of time.

Once she had finished the entire bowl, Harry placed the empty bowl back onto a tray and was content to watch Elena sleep. He checked her temperature again, and was glad that she was improving. That night, Harry Potter did not return to Ravenclaw Tower.

Next morning, Elena's brown eyes opened to see a fairly rare scene, Harry Potter had wended up sleeping on the chair next to her bed. She couldn't help but giggle and she placed a hand over her mouth when she saw Madam Pomfrey approaching behind the sleeping teen promptly bonked him hard in the head.

"Ouch, Poppy…that hurt!" Harry rubbed his head then rubbed his eyes. Madam Pomfrey just smiled but said nothing as Elena burst into laughter.

"I'm glad that my pain brings you such great amusement." Harry retorted and stood up to stretch.

"You should be alright now Ms. Turpin, please take it easy from now on." Madam Pomfrey warned after waving her wand for a check up and turned towards Harry with a serious look on her face,

"And you, need I remind you that staying overnight in the Hospital Wing after visiting hours is forbidden?"

"Of course I do but I'm not a pervert and Poppy you like me so you'll let it go right?" Harry said with a very roguish smile he learnt from a certain dogfather.

"Don't push it…" Madam Pomfrey said with a smile as she walked back into her office.

"So, what'd you want to do now? We still have an hour till classes." Harry asked Elena with a bored look after casting a cleaning and breath freshening charm on the both of them.

"I don't know, maybe take a walk perhaps? Things have been so busy lately that I can barely take time out to enjoy nature." Elena replied.

"Sure… I'll wait outside the door once you're ready." Harry said with a smile and walked out. Fifthteen minutes later, Harry and Elena were walking closely as they arrived at the flat grassy area close to the Black Lake.

"Don't think about him that way…he has that other girl…" Elena thought as she resisted the urge to touch Harry's hand, curse him for being so perfect in every single way. She chuckled when he saw Harry chucking pieces of bread into the lake and clutched onto him tightly when she saw tentacles snatching them up from the depths.

"It's okay, I do this all the time…well most of the time…the squid and I go way back…" Harry feebly replied with a sheepish smile causing Elena to laugh again.

"Gee…I never knew she could laugh like this." Harry thought, his friend in his memory was always an icy and distant person. Elena was staring at the horizon when she heard Harry clearing his throat and tilted her head with a questioning look on her face.

"Um…I'm really terrible at this, you're a really awesome person Elena and your friendship means the world to me…man am I looking ridiculous." Harry said face palming himself. But to his surprise, he heard a giggle and saw Elena's brown eyes filled with amusement as he removed his palm from his face.

She patted his shoulder lightly and said, "The great flawless Harry Potter speechless, should I marked it on my calendar?"

Harry gave her a mock glare and muttered, "Enjoy it while you can because this will never happen again." They spent more a bit longer enjoying the scenery and chatting a bit before heading back to the castle, Harry had tried to clear up the weirdness surrounding them but Elena just smiled and said there was nothing to clear up however asked that if Fleur and Harry didn't work out, for giving her a chance which Harry thought was awkward but agreed to nevertheless.

Of course, Roger was a bit on the dramatic side when he questioned on where his dorm mate disappeared off to last night but much to his disappointment, Harry didn't give him a direct answer and quickly walked off, Elena watching him go with a sad smile, "Maybe we weren't meant to be, but I love you Harry Potter…and I'll always do even if you don't."

Many days have gone passed and to the delight of his friends, Elena and Harry were once talking animatedly with each other.

"Just like old times right?" Cedric commented as they watched on, Cho just nodded, Elena and Harry were less than pleased when she confessed to having heard the entire conversation but forgave her knowing that the girl would flood the entire common room with her tears if they did not; the girl could certainly cry.

Days soon passed and students were frantically preparing for their final exams, however, Harry felt very tranquil because he had actually took a lot of time studying which he rarely did due to having a photographic memory, in addition, being a genius certainly didn't hurt.

"Phew, I'm glad that was over…" Roger said wiping his forehead after taking their Potions Final Exam, it was a common fact that the brown haired Ravenclaw hated Potions. Harry shook his head and chuckled, Elan was flipping a silver sickle next to him while whistling an uplifting tune.

"I thought it was pretty easy…" He said with the Malfoy arrogance surfacing in his tone. Roger glared at him but said nothing. Harry glanced at his watch; it was going to be a long day.

Meanwhile, at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in France, Fleur sighed as she finished her Charms exam, unlike Hogwarts where students did their O.W.L.S in their fifth year, they had it in their sixth year at Beauxbatons. Brushing a strand of silver blonde hair behind her ear, she stroked the sapphire necklace Harry had given to her on Christmas. It seemed like ages ago since that magical night, now whenever other girls sent her glares or insulted her she no longer felt sad because Harry was always there, even though he might not be next to her in the flesh, she could feel his soothing presence around her, the whispering of his encouragement that could only be heard by her. Rejuvenated, Fleur smiled when she saw her friend Marie walking towards her with a Transfiguration textbook in her arms.

Harry gave a relieved sigh, the day he had waited for so long had finally came, the last day of his sixth year. He was spacing out when Dumbledore was giving his farewell speech as usual, his head only filled with images of a blue eyed silver haired vixen. Harry was very surprised by himself, before he had met Fleur he had believed that women in general were nothing but a distraction to him save his little sister of course, but now he wasn't sure if that particular philosophy still applied to him. However he had little time to continue his thoughts as he heard his fellow schoolmates applauding. Soon he had found himself in his usual train compartment, stroking Rina affectionately while reading a copy of Q, a Quidditch magazine in his other hand, the cover was himself and Krum, arms crossed along with wearing their blood red Vratsa Vulture home team robe.

"Is it me or is that Krum never does anything but brood?" Elan asked out of the blue. That caused some chuckling around the compartment.

"Not really, he did laugh whenever the girls ganged up on me." Harry replied with a shrug.

"Lucky bastard." Roger coughed and smirked.

Cedric just laughed good heartedly and with a shake of his head said, "Only you Harry…only you."

The rest of the trip back to King's Cross was relatively relaxing, with games of cards and a classic Droobles Bubble Gum Challenge.

Sirius was waiting for him on Kings' cross station with black jeans, a white shirt and a black leather jacket along with a pair of Policemen sunglasses. The four teens were slack jawed at the sight as they walked onto the platform, in addition to his clothes, it appeared the dogfather had his hair cut moderately short.

"Sirius, what the hell?" Harry exclaimed, after getting over his shock.

"I have to admit, you were right about muggle clothes... they are pretty stylish. And my hair, man you have no idea how many chicks have tried to get my number." Sirius said with a big grin, more to himself.

"Sometimes I wonder, who is the one that needs to be taken care of." Harry murmured with his arms folded across his chest. "Yeah I wonder that too." Elan drawled from his place next to him.

The four said their farewells and went of their separate paths, Harry meanwhile went to popped into Diagon Alley with Sirius. Harry rolled his eyes behind his Dior Sunglasses as Sirius whistled loudly at any good looking witch that passed by. Gringotts was still the same busy bank as it always was, Harry was at the counter with a Goblin dressed in a suit and was busying himself with papers behind it.

"May I help you?" A goblin asked without looking up.

"I'm have an appointment with Master Griphook." The goblin literally fell off from his position and onto the ground as soon as he heard the human start talking Gobblegook and found himself staring into emerald eyes that radiated absolute power.

"Mr. Potter… my sincerest apologies. Of course, he has been expecting you. Follow me." The goblin replied and came out of the counter and led the party away from the counters and down towards the hall, goblin guards fully garbed in armor and spears in hand stood in a line formation of both sides of the hall. They arrived at a door on the left side of the door and the goblin knocked.

"Enter." A soft voice said and the door swung open.

"Mr. Potter… it has been some time, has it not? May your gold continue to flow" Griphook mused and dismissed the goblin who bowed and left, leaning forward from his desk, his black eyes focusing on the young wizard before him.

"May your gold continue to flow as well, Master Griphook. Indeed it has…I am sure you have read my mail…." Harry replied, shaking hands with the goblin.

"Quite so…" The goblin said and leant back on his large armchair and his eyes turned towards the other occupants in his room and said, "Lord Black…may your gold continue to flow." Sirius returned the greeting and Griphook extended a hand of gesture for them to sit.

"Now…onto business. In your letter, you said you wanted to buy property…." Griphook said.

"I did and after considering for a long time, I want to stay near London, money is no problem at all." Harry said, crossing his legs.

"Well, you have several options…Chelsea, Kensington, Notting Hill. All are millionaire neighborhoods, close to London and has close access to malls, classy restaurants and any other luxury needs you might have." Griphook summarized easily. "

What do you think Sirius?" Harry asked.

"Hnn…as long as there's beautiful, hot, single women around, it's perfect for my godson." Griphook cleared his throat rather loudly whilst Harry palmed his face.

After some time, Harry had finally made his decision, a rather large two-story house in South Kensington. Harry was absolutely gobsmacked by the housing price, it was 18,000,000 British Pounds, but Griphook informed him with a snort that the price was peanuts considering his annual income.

They then bade Griphook farewell after the goblin had said that he'd take care of the arrangements. Returning back to Grimmauld Place, the two opened a bottle of sixty five year old Firewhisky for a celebration. The two ended up drunk and slept in the entire afternoon. By the time they woke up, it was already close to six p.m. and thusly, decided to go out to eat instead of staying cooped up in the house.

After a fine Sushi eating contest in a Japanese Restaurant, Harry returned to Potter Manor feeling a sense of liberation coursing through him; he finally had a place of his own.

When he popped out of the fireplace at Potter Manor, it was nearly nine p.m. Harry could barely register what was happening before he was hit by a speeding red bullet and fell on his backside. He chuckled when his baby sister looked up at him and smiled the smile that kept him going in this melancholy house in his childhood years.

"Miss you too, princess." Harry said as he looked at his little sister who was hugging him tightly around the waist, she was still the clingy baby sister after all these years.

"Some things never change." He thought with an amused smile as his sister vividly told him all the wondrous and mischievous things that she did in his absence. Watching and listening to his sister also brought a pitch of sadness, he had his own house now and that meant that the chances of returning back here to Potter Manor would be extremely slim.

In the beginning, Harry had loathed his parents immensely and knew that his sister would suffer the same neglect he had but strangely, Little Rosy was happy to be here. He wasn't entirely convinced that his parents were really trying to change and it was a near impossibility that he will be anytime soon in the future. Truthfully, Harry no longer loathed his parents as much as he did before but he didn't like them either. Sirius and Narcissa had told him to let go of the hate or he'll end up losing whatever he had left of himself to it.

However, his sister was still young and if his parents really had changed, regardless whether it was real or not; she would be in safe hands but Harry would let her decide. It was these thoughts that pursued him mercilessly as he changed into a pair of comfortable pair of shorts, and a sleeveless shirt.

A surprise would be a rather enormous understatement for Lily and James Potter the next day when their eldest son had announced that he had already planned to move out before the start of the Quidditch World Cup.

Lily, too tired and drenched in sorrow, did not rant at him, much to Harry's surprise; he had assumed a fuming speech would follow after his statement. Tears slid down Lily's cheeks as she watched her baby, no the seventeen-year-old man walked out of the living room. Reality, denied for so long crashed down hard, her baby boy had no need of her anymore, and it was too late. She had prayed to God to forgive her for causing her son to become so cold and distant even though she thought she did not deserve it. James just squeezed his wife's shoulders gently, he was proud of his son, regardless of his lowly opinions of himself and his wife.

Little Rosy was gobsmacked, this was not happening, her brother, her anchor, who meant the world to her and was always there for her when she needed him was going away. She ran after him, her short legs trying to catch up with his much longer ones.

"Harry…wait!" She cried out when she slipped and fell face down to the floor and began to cry uncontrollably.

Immediately, Harry stopped in his tracks and ran quickly to his little sister's side and promptly lifted the girl up back on her feet.

"You okay princess?" Harry asked concernedly as he knelt down on one knee and examined Little Rosy's face, she didn't meet his gaze but looked down on the floor.

"Princess, this is something I have to do…" Harry said softly, but the small girl still stared silently down at the floor. He gave a small smile and pulled out a golden flower pendant and placed it gently around the startled and confused little girl's neck.

"This pendant has been charmed to be a portkey, touch it and whisper serenity, and you'll see me." Harry said.

By now, the little girl was sobbing quietly, "Why? You promised…" She croaked.

"I know Princess, I know…as much as I hate to admit it but you're not like me." Harry replied quietly, meeting the small red head's eyes, stroking her hair. "You have the chance to experience what I did not. And it isn't fair for me to take that away from you….this isn't goodbye, I'll always be by your side, in here." He pointed at the spot on her chest, which housed her heart.

Little Rosy, still crying, nodded furiously which made a small smile appear on Harry's face, he wiped her tears away with a silk handkerchief.

"Hey, how bout I take you to my new house, you can be the first one to enter it." Harry said and immediately, a large smile formed on Rosy's face. Grabbing her hand, the two walked out of the Manor and out the gates to find a jaw-dropping sight.

Sirius Black, the descendent of the Noble House of Black, had gone all muggle today, in addition to his Policemen Sunglasses, black leather jacket and torn black jeans, he was leaning casually from a silver car with a detachable roof, a convertible.

"Sirius?" Harry simply asked.

"Hey, you have mountains of gold in your multiple number of banks, this won't hurt you at all. Besides, I'm not poor myself." Sirius explained rather dramatically.

"I suppose." Harry replied as they stepped into the car, strapping the seatbelt on Little Rosy in the back before strapping on his own. The seatbelt turned out to be a lifesaver for Harry, who was outraged by his godfather's method of driving, thrice did he have to tell him to slow down. It didn't help with Little Rosy screaming with joy at the back.

Sirius did slow down when they reached Kensington, grinning boyishly whenever he caught young women eyeing him up.

Harry just shook his head and sighed, "What a way to introduce yourself to a new community…" He thought.

South Kensington obviously had an outlook of luxury and relaxation as they drove towards the address of Harry's new house, the area housed some of the richest people in the UK.

"Well this is it… you have the keys?" Sirius exclaimed as they stopped in front of a gate of a two story creamy beige colored house. Harry fumbled for the envelope inside the breast pocket of his black vest and took out a key attached to a key chain along with a small black rectangular looking device with three buttons on it. He pressed the one under the name Front Gate and with a creak, the gates began to slide open. Sirius gave a low whistle and drove the car passed the opened gates, which closed behind them.

"Wow, Griphook certainly wasn't joking…" Sirius muttered as he drove around a fountain and stopped the car in front of the cream beige colored house. The trio stepped out of the car and studied the structure before them, it was considerably smaller than Potter Manor but was still relatively large. The cream beige color and the red orange roof gave the exterior of the Victorian style house a traditional, relaxing feel, however when Harry unlocked the door and stepped in the first time, he was astounded.

The house was massive: cream beige colored sofas in the living room, a coffee table made out of crystal, a large flat screen television on the wall. He then checked the study and was thoroughly satisfied by the numerous bookcases it contained, an expensive looking desk made out of maple wood, a comfortable revolving armchair behind it. That's when he heard a squeal from his sister and rushed towards where he assume the sound came from and his jaw dropped when he saw that the house included a private swimming pool in the back.

Harry amusingly transfigured his sister's clothes into a white bathing suit when she pleaded with him with an adoring puppy dog look adorned on her face, then she hugged him tightly before jumping headfirst into the pool; all the Potters knew how to swim.

"Hey pup, you know you have a dueling room in there as well? This house has everything…" Harry just shook his head when he heard his godfather's rant and the two began to fortify the already impenetrable wards surrounding the structure, Sirius looked at his godson and shook his head, he was pretty sure that his godson had studied everything could be studied. After three hours, the security measures surrounding Harry's new home were stronger than Gringotts and Hogwarts combined.

When they were finished, Sirius had suggested gathering hot women and playing something called pool volleyball in Harry's pool which caused the eldest Potter to do an double take and palmed his face when Little Rosy asked him if she could join.

"Damn it Sirius, how many times do I have to tell you, she's only seven….." Harry shouted whilst covering his sister's ears, who was looking up at him with wide innocent green eyes filled with confusion. Little did she know it but Little Rosy will certainly have trouble dating any boy without her brother doing a completely thorough background check and other overprotective precautions. Sirius only grinned in response and said they should stock up the refrigerator in the spacious kitchen, Rosy, who was an avid fan of food cheered while Harry raised an eyebrow in amusement. Harry looked around the house as he walked towards the front door, "I'm home."