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August 23, 1991
Repton Boxing Club, Bethnal Green, London, UK.
4 pm.
Mixed class.
John had kept in contact with the urchin. At last, his prayers were heard because the fairy princess was back from her summer stay in Majorca and was getting ready to start jumping the rope.
John wanted to see if the two would size each other up and agree to a one on one, today.
Urchin was busy practising with his godfather, a distinguished man who was more childish by far than Urchin. A third person walked in. A girl with bubble gum pink hair went and hugged the princess.
Urchin and his godfather stopped when the same girl turned to them and said, "Wotcher, Harry, Sirius, what are you doing here?"
"Tonks," Harry(urchin) smiled and said, "When did you get back from Paris?"
"Two days ago, I had to get my school supplies and uniform from Malkins," answered Tonks.
The princess stepped closer. Not minding Tonks and Sirius instead, she kept staring at Harry.
"Don't I know you?" asked the newcomer to Harry.
Harry, who was used, by now, to being frigid to intruders, got ready to repeat his distant act when he looked closer. She was quite pretty and was beginning to show curves in her ballerina frame. The girl had her golden brown hair tied neatly in a bun, but the one thing that struck him stupid was her eyes, amber eagle eyes.
His indifferent face melted as a grin made his way. He then questioned, "You're the girl, the girl who called Dudley a prick, aren't you? Wait, wait, your name is uh, Ranger, Mayonnaise, something Ranger?"
Her face became devoid of an expression, and the alter ego Jamie, began shouting, inside Harry's head, ' It's Granger, get your guard up, she is going to punch you! '
Of course, Sirius began laughing, Tonks goofed off, and Harry got acquainted with Hermione's right hook. "Oh, you think my name is funny, do you?"
Coach Matias stepped in and said, "Work it out in the ring,"
"The Potter luck strikes again. All the males seem to have a talent for making women react viciously," said Lord Black, who was wearing sports attire and getting ready to punch the dummy.
"No?" said Sirius as he noticed Harry was game at getting into the ring with the little boxing prodigy with the right hook.
"Yes, Dorea, Harry's grandmother, my late sister. Her first reaction to her future husband, Charlus, was eerily akin," said Lord Black without missing his punches.
"Could it be because they always put their feet in their mouths?" asked Tonks.
"Merlin, that girl is brilliant," said Lord Black.
"I know Mister Black, I've been daydreaming for some time to get those two in the ring. Jamie has improved," said Coach Matias.
In the end, Sirius had to pay Tonks for losing in a suckers bet. Jamie tried to play sneaky. He tested his luck and kicked the eagle-eyed girl. Coach Matias was quick to interfere and reprimand Jamie, but the fairy princess decided to teach that cheater a roundhouse kick and display that she knew how to fight dirty, just like him. Unlike him, she did it with style.
When Jamie went down, Jane/Hermione felt she needed to be on top of him and keep punching him instead, she said, "The name's Granger, Hermione Jane Granger," She stuck her nose up into the air and got down from the ring.
Jamie/Harry blinked and blushed, wondering, ' What the hell happened? '
Both Sirius and Lord Black realised the Potter curse was latent. The stories they would tell.
"Grandpa, you know she is muggle-born, right?" asked Tonks.
"She is powerful. Why would I care about her origin? Do you think that lad over there does?" Questioned Lord Black. Pointing at Harry, who was now receptive to the idea that he liked girls. In particular, the one that got Jamie screaming to beg forgiveness and ask out on a date.
Coach Matias had Harry and Hermione shake hands after class.
Harry added to Hermione as he was shaking hands. "I never said thank you for the birthday card, thank you Miss Granger,"
Hermione's sails lost their wind, and she blushed and mumbled to the moron with the pretty green eyes, "You're welcome,"