Chapter 7: Platform 9 and 34 and train ride
(A/N) Everyone seems quite eager for more and I'm happy to deliver. Molly, Ron and Ginny bashing in this one... I had a lot of fun typing it. Next chapter will be school life and since this story has Harry in it, it won't be normal.
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I'm not sure about having the Tri-wizard especially since Remus is still DADA teacher and not the Fake Moody. If you lot want the Tri-wizard say so... but Harry isn't gonna compete.
Sirius apparated the two newly-dubbed Marauders, while Amelia took her niece, directly to platform 9 and ¾ where parents and students were bustling about to get on the train. The first group of people to notice the odd group were precisely the people they didn't want to meet. The Weasleys.
Harry sighed in resignation when Molly and her two youngest came over to say 'hi'; Hermione heard the audible groan and took his hand, squeezing gently to give comfort. Molly stopped in front of him, the two younger Weasley's looked at Harry and Hermiones linked hands with frowns on their faces.
"Harry, dear it's so good to see you. Where have you been?" Mrs. Weasley asked fake-sweetly. Harry closed his eyes so she couldn't see the eye-rolling.
"I've been around. I had a fantastic summer, you know. I got emancipated, gained my Lordship, negated illegal marriage contracts, freed my godfather." He pointed to Sirius, who was wearing a feral grin, before continuing. "I got married, learnt from my dad and the Marauders and I almost got Dumbledore put in Azkaban." Harry was starting to crack at the spluttering Mrs. Weasley. His frame shook with silent laughter. A thought struck him. "I also took back all the gold that you and Dumbledore stole from me." Molly whitened.
"Wha-?" Ron's ears were going red, much like his face. "What do you mean 'you got married' hmm?"
"It's none of your business, Ronald." Hermione replied for Harry, her hand still in his. Susan and Amelia watched on in amusement. Ron's eyes narrowed.
Ginny spoke in a trembling voice. "I thought you liked me Harry." Her voice swapped into something much harsher. "Not that stupid, buck-toothed bookworm."
Harry turned Hermione into his chest and put his arms around her, comforting her. "You've just shown your worth Ginny. I have never liked you... I don't even know you, you're always to scared to talk to me." He leaned down and whispered to Hermione. "It's okay love, they're just jealous and we know it."
Ginny looked grumpy before her face changed into a grossly sweet smile. "Of course Harry, my fault. Why don't you come and sit with me and I can help you with the problem?"
Harry laughed at her idiocy... she really didn't get it. "I understand you aren't smart so I will spell it out for you. I. Do. Not. Like. You." Her face fell and brightened once more. "Don't worry Ginny, love potions don't work on me anymore so you have nothing to worry about." He grinned at his own sarcasm. Sirius was chuckling behind him and the two members of the Bones Family were covering their mouthes to prevent laughter.
Ron pushed Hermione out've the way and put his face into Harry's; Hermione almost fell if not for Amelia catching her. Sirius's face swapped immediately into 'Black' mode. Ron carried on anyway... his idoicy is legend after all. "So my sister isn't good enough for the great Harry Potter? The boy-who-lived? You disgust me Potter. I want your money... give it or get hurt."
Sirius moved Harry out've the way and Ron blanched at his face. It wasn't for no reason you didn't want to cross Sirius Black; when he was angry his face was enough to scare people off especially when his eye's went as black as his name. "Do you want to repeat that Mr. Weasley? It is, of course, advisable not to." His eyes burning a hole in Ron's head.
Molly recovered from her shock. She quickly turned angry. "Get away from my child Black!" She slapped him round the face; he didn't even flinch.
What happened next provided a gross sight that horrorfied many males. Sirius's brow furrowed and used a non-verbal Levicorpusher. She was hung by her ankle in front of the student body and their parents; unfortunately for the male population, she was wearing a dress which went over her head. Her flabby body burst out of the dress.
Sirius quickly cast the counter-curse on her and the dress covered her legs again. Sirius began gagging, like Harry and many other men. Molly picked herself off the ground, huffed and shouted. "I am Harry Potter's mother you piss-poor excuse of a man!"
Sirius let out his bark-like laugh at the overweight Weasley mother. Harry, however was deadly quiet. "My mother?" His voice rose. "You think you are my mother? My mother is dead, you stupid cow! You will never be as good as she was!" He couldn't form coherent words for a moment. "I lost my parent's to gain this stupid 'boy-who-lived' title and my money! I dont care about that! I would glady give all my money to see my parents again! Get out of my sight! All of you!"
The Weasley trio left, grumbling.
Sirius placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "Don't worry about it. I'll prank her, you go and get Ron and the mini-Mrs. Weasley. Go on now get on the train." Harry and Hermione embraced the elder man and got onto the train to find a compartment.
Amelia wasn't impressed to say the least, with Molly Weasley's behaviour. She took notice them the clock began to reach 11am. She nudged Susan. "Go on Susan, have fun with your new friends." Susan smiled at her and rushed after Harry and Hermione, quickly catching up.
They walked down various carriages. "Shall we find somewhere to sit?" Susan suggested as Harry peered into another compartment. To his happiness he found the two Slytherin girls he had been looking for and nudged Hermione and discreetly pointed to the cabin with a smile.
Harry opened the door, and the two girls looked up. "Err, hello can we sit down?" The blond girl with sharp blue eyes looked at him, expressionless. The other girl was a brunette with hazel eyes and gazed at him apprehensively.
"Come in then." Came the blonds reply. She didn't seem thrilled at him being there but decided that it might be an interesting talk.Potter doesn't look bad. She thought, admiring his lean frame.
"Harry Potter." He offered his name, hoping to god that these two were the girls he wanted to join him. Susan, Harry and Hermione sat down opposite to them.
The blond smiled slightly, along with the brunette. "Everyone knows your name Potter. My name is Daphne Greengrass and my companion is Tracey Davis."
"Slytherin's ice-queen?" Hermione asked. Daphne grinned.
"It's an act." Daphne shurgged. "The Slytherin boys are pushy and keep trying to get into the girls' knickers so I use the ice-queen act to make them leave me alone."
"I have a proposal for you." Harry said. Daphne nodded, tentatively, for him to continue. Tracey looked nervous. "I know you two don't enjoy having the male population of Slytherin coming after you, and I know you want out." They nodded in agreement. "I'm looking for inter-house relationships to grow, so I was hoping you two would consider being my friend... 'course it's your own choice, I'm not going to force anything on you. Just know that if you accept I'll look after you."
Dahpne's eyes travelled over his body, taking note of the muscles beneath his tucked in shirt. "I'll think about it. But if we decide to befriend you what's in it for us?"
Harry pretended he didn't notice the pretty blond eyeing him. "I don't give anything for being my friend, but I'll help you. I know that Slytherin will pester you if you become my friend so I'll ask Hogwarts for a new set of dorms."
Tracey was curious and bit her lip in wonder. "What do you mean 'speak to Hogwarts'? You make it sound like the place is alive."
Hermione shrugged. "In a way it is. Only the Headmaster or the Heir of Hogwarts, in this case Harry, can speak to it. Though it counts the Heir over the Headmaster and gives Harry all sorts of power over the school-."
"-Most of it I don't intend to use except in emergency." Harry finished. Daphne nodded, and became thoughtful; staring into Harry's penetrating, green eyes.
He shouldn't be allowed to look so good without trying. She thought, keeping her face emotionless. Harry's untidy hair, startling green eyes, kind personality and great body made him very interesting.
A motion from Harry and the words. "Hermione, Susan can you find an apartment please? I'll be there in a sec. Tracey... I need to speak to Daphne in private." The three girls left and went to grab an compartment. Daphne's eyes travelled down his body again.
"Daphne... see something you like?" He teased lightly. She looked back up into his penetrating green eyes.
"Honestly? You're very interesting; most boys stare at me and not the other way round. You just want to be my friend whereas the average Slytherin male wants my body." Daphne replied truthfully, blushing crazily. "And you don't treat me like an object with no feelings. You've been better in a few minutes than the Slytherin population has been in three years. Sorry if I can't help being a little interested."
Harry smiled, running his fingers through his hair, and he sighed. "I'm taken."
"The Granger girl?" She guessed.
"It's the Potter girl now; we got married... but please don't tell anyone." Harry replied, grinning madly. Daphne looked down, upset that she wouldn't have a chance. Harry placed his hand gently under her chin and raised her head to look at him. "Hey... don't be upset I'm sure there's someone else for you out there." He guestured wildly.
"Yeah right. Like anyone else isn't going to look at my body and not actually at me. I'm not delusional. My parents will sign marriage contracts in three years and sell me off to whoever give the best increase in society for them; most likely the Malfoys." She cried. Harry really felt bad for her; he didn't wish for anyone to suffer the fate of being Malfoy's wife. He picked her up and placed her on her feet gently and held her to him; holding her small, shaking body to his.
"Is there anything I can do? I got emancipated during the summer and became Lord Gryffindor-Ravenclaw Potter, or Lord Potter for short." He could feel how desperate she was. The door opened and Hermione looked at Harry then at Daphne. Harry looked up at Hermione. "It's ok 'Mione she's upset over something... not my fault." He smiled.
Hermione nodded. "We're two carriages down and take the third compartment on the right." He nodded, then she left again.
She looked up. "You can do something actually. I can revoke my name and take your's."
Harry looked at her in mild shock. "You'd leave your family for me?"
She giggled. "Not really, silly. Mainly to keep out've any marriage contracts my parents may sign."
He grinned charmingly, she blushed. "C'mon let's go find Hermione and the group. You can think about joining my family."
Harry opened the door and began walking down the carriages, following Hermione's directions. A compartment door opened and Ron stepped out; red face, ears and hair. Harry silently changed Ron's hair colour green and swapped his shirt for one that read: 'I'm a Tomato'. Ron, who didn't notice, looked at him and saw Daphne behind him and sneered. "Well, well Potter. Fraternising with the snakes, eh? That's low even for you."
Harry laughed and replied. "Take a hike; you look like a tomato." Ron glared at him, looked at the glass; which had a slight reflection of him, and screamed in anger. Ron threw a punch at Harry, who ducked and Ron's fist connected to Daphne's head.
Harry watched her fall to the ground before slowly turning on Ron. "You are in for it now." He flicked his wand and cast a powerful banishing charm; which hit Ron in the head, causing Ron to flip repeatedly before slamming him into the door at the end of the carriage. "Incarcerous!" He stated calmly and placed his wand back in his holster Sirius had brought him.
He turned to Daphne; who was sitting on the ground, clutching her head and whimpering. He crouched down to her and took her hand to pull her to her feet; Daphne was wobbly on her feet. "C'mon." Harry said gently before picking her up bridal style and carrying her down the remaining carriage, taking care to kick Ron's crotch hard on the way past. The green head screamed.
Arriving at Hermione's compartment he kick the door gently, since his arms were full. When it opened he turned sideways to carry Daphne in. "What happened?" Hermione demanded. Harry grinned some thing's never change with Hermione. Tracey didn't look to happy either.
He gently sat down, pulling Daphne on top of him to held her to give comfort. "Ron punched her; but was aiming for me." Hermione understood what Harry was doing for Daphne and silently approved. Daphne winced as the train rattled. "Owww." She moaned, clutching the side of her head gently.
"Hey, hey calm down Daph. Hermione can you heal this?" He asked his wife, who nodded, pulled out her wand and began casting healing spells at Daphne. Tracey looked on, watching the pair help her best friend.
Daph rubbed the side of her head. "Thanks for whatever you did Hermione."
"No problem." Hermione smiled at the girl, who was taking comfort with Harry's arms round her. Tracey looked at Potter and Daphne. She hesitantly asked. "What happened? And why did you need to talk?"
Harry frowned. "Idiot Weasley happened. Threw a punch at me, missed, and hit Daphne. I bet he hurts worse though." He grinned ferally. Tracey shuddered, but asked.
"What did you do to him?"
"Used a banishing charm to throw him to the end on the carriage, tied him up and kicked him in the sensitive area of the male body." He chuckled.
Daphne spoke quietly. "I thought he was your best friend."
Harry laughed quietly. "Nah, he was just hoping for a little bit of my fame. The cock-for-brain's doesn't realise what my fame cost me." He was quiet for a second. "My parents amongst other things."
"What other things?" Daphne asked gently. Harry breathed in her sweet, calming scent; it was much like Hermione's.
"You don't want to know." Harry replied. "You two are friends and well... you'll probably freak out and leave if I show you." It was almost the same as what had happened in the Dursley house weeks ago.
"I just took a punch for you." Daphne reminded him. It wasn't true and they both knew it; she was simply a bit slow with her reflexes, but Harry wasn't going to reprimand her. It was his fault she had been hurt in the first place.
"Okay, okay!" He grumbled. Hermione looked at him, she knew he wasn't enjoying this but felt he owed Daphne. He pulled off his jacket and took off his shirt. Daphne, Hermione and Tracey wolf-whistled at his body causing him to blush. All three girl's procceeded to stare at his body.
"Like what you see ladies?" He laughed, trying to get over his blush. "Because you aren't going to like the back view." He turned around, Hermione looked away quickly; having no wish to look at it again.
Daphne and Tracey had mixed reactions. What they saw disgusted them; thin and thick knotted white skin. Daphne felt sorry for Harry, he had suffered enough... his years at Hogwarts were enough but he got hurt at home as well? That sucked to say the least. Tracey thought that it was gross, but felt sorry, and began backing out slowly.
Harry turned around again. They all stopped what they were doing when the compartment door opened. Ron and Ginny walked through furious, their heads red except Rons green hair. Ginny immediately stopped the angry look and stared at Harry's torso and abdomen, her jaw slowly loosened and she began drooling. Ron sneered. "Pulling a show for your bitches? Come on Hermione let's go." He made to grab her.
Hermione dodged and moved in front of Harry, who wrapped his arms round her. "I'm not going anywhere." She replied. "I'm dating Harry." Harry nodded in agreement.
Ron worked his jaw angrily. "I own you Hermione! You're mine! Come here and I won't punish you!"
Harry had enough. He drew his wand from his invisble holster pointed it at Ron's jeans and said. "Reducio!" Ron squeaked at the tightening around his, ah male parts. The green head ran out, well attempted to run; it looked pretty difficult in tight jeans.
Harry and the three girls laughed at Ron before levitating Ginny out and closing the apartment door. "That was funny." Daphne gasped out between giggles. Tracey was on the floor crying with laughter at Ron's green head and his 'I'm a tomato' shirt. Harry grabbed his shirt and dressed.
Hermione calmed down from her bout of laughter first and said. "We should get changed into our school robes." That said she went and transfigured her robes and Harry followed example both their robes had the Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Potter crests on them. "Me and Harry'll leave so you two girls can have privacy." The two Slytherin's nodded, grateful.
Outside the compartment Harry and Hermione went over the traditional welcome-back Marauder prank. They began talking about the Weasley twins; if they didn't mind what had happened between Harry, Sirius, Ron, Molly and Ginny they might be a good choice to prank Remus giving back the Marauders Map at the end of last year, thinking he was going to be sacked, the Map became a very good friend to them. Suddenly Harry remembered something. "Where was Susan? She wasn't in the cabin."
Hermione smiled. "Shes gone to find Luna Lovegood." Harry nodded; Luna was someone he had heard about from idle chatter around the school. If what people said were correct she was a little odd, had few friends and was bullied. Harry planned on changing that; he hated bullies.
They had their plans set up for the welcome-back prank and, with help from Sirius, had learnt how to alter the Great Hall's magical ceiling. Dahpne poked her head out the compartment door and motioned for them to come back in.
Harry took his place again and Daphne sat on him. Hermione didn't mind; she found it funny that her husband was red in the face."What're you gonna do if Ron keeps this up?" Tracey asked. Hermione giggled.
Harry, resting his head on Daphne's shoulder, answered "Y'know the gargoyle outside Dumbledores office?" She nodded. "I'll hang him, by his boxers, on one of the claws and leave him there. Knowing Ron he'll forget completely that he is a wizard and begin screaming of his mother." They all laughed for a couple of minutes before controlling themselves. He poked Daphne's shoulder. "My pillows a little lumpy can you do something about it?" He asked playfully.
Daphne raised an eyebrow. "Well you could rest your head on my chest." He blushed, this time it looked like it was going to travel down his neck. She giggled; she liked being able to be herself. "But it looks like you're uncomfortable with the idea."
They laughed, during the laughter the door opened again to reveal Susan and a smaller blond girl. Harry and the other looked up to notice them. "Hey Susan! Hey Luna! How are you two?" He acted like he knew Luna all her life. Susan closed the door, sat next to Tracey and struck up a conversation with her.
The blond looked happy. "Can I sit?" She asked. Harry nodded. "You know you have an infestation of Wrackspurts behind you ear, don't you?"
The other girls laughed when Harry went red and asked. "Wha-?" The door opened again to show Malfoy, Crabbes and Goyle.
Harry sighed when he noticed them. The blond ponce of Slytherin looked at Daphne and Tracey. "Hey Greengrass, why are you sitting on Potter?"
Daphne changed her face into the 'ice-queen' before answering. "I'll sit where I like Malfoy; Potter here happens to be quite comfortable." Harry blushed hard.
"Why don't you sit on me? I'm more comfy than Potter." Draco drawled.
Daphne glared at him. "You are a twat. Potter is a very nice person whereas you're a stuck-up, arrogant arse-wipe."
Harry and company laughed at Malfoy's red face. "You wait un-"
"'Until my father hears about this.'" Harry finished mockingly in a little girl's voice. "You know Malfoy... I came to my lordship over the summer and I heard that I own Hogwarts... interesting that hmm? I, and these girls, don't give two shits about what your father hears." Harry cast a silent lace-knotting charm at Malfoy's shoes.
Malfoy's jaw opened and closed several times; finally he couldn't take it, tried to leave and ending up tripping over. Harry and Hermione laughed along with the rest of the girls.
Harry thought that this year was going to be, in one word: FUN.
(A/N) I had quite a bit of fun writing this. I do like Sirius a lot since my don't-care-have-fun attitude is more or less the same as his. Not to mention I love embarrassing people that deserve it and I'm pretty good at doing that.
Nice! Just under 60 reviews and it hasn't been 2 weeks yet. Just under 20,000 hits... wow... 6,000 more and it'll be near the amount of words in this story so far.
Next chapter... well... I don't know... should I have the Tri-wizard? I'll need people to give a shout of what they want... If people want the Tri-wizard... Harry will not be competing; it'll be the original 3 champs. If not it will be a normal-er than usual school year.
Anyways next chapter has the welcome-back prank, having fun with Lord and Lady mutt-Potter, pranking Snape and Draco and maybe others... you can list those others. Moony's DADA lessons will be fun... *hint, hint*.
I won't update until I get the "yes's" or "no's" for the Tri-wizard... since it would be a waste of time to write them up and find I have to shoot one down.
Chapter 8: Welcome back, enjoy the new Marauders!
The Tri-wizard, for Harry, will consist of the first task only the rest he won't do- he has 'apparent' lord duties (in other words he has ''bunker-itus'').
The time taken to arrive at Hogwarts was lengthy. The students were restless on the train while Harry, the girls, and Neville started chatting and swapping stories. Harry and Hermione told them the story of when Sirius got an ice-bath courtesy of Lord and Lady Potter; Neville and the four other girls had a great laugh.
Neville had been a different person. Not so shy and a lot more outgoing; Harry and the others that knew him were rather shocked to see the change but were happy for him. Last year he had barely been able to tell professor Lupin that he was afraid of professor Snape.
The group entered the Great Hall. Joy of joys... Professor Snape is around; the grumpy old bat. Harry smiled. "Evening professor!" He said good-naturedly. Inwardly he knew he was going to lose points but he could always restore those when he figured out how to contact Hogwarts.
"Potter..." Snape began before noticing Daphne and Tracey. "Miss Greengrass, Miss Davies why are you with Potter?" Before they could answer, he whirled on Harry; who was surrounded by his friends. "Tut tut Potter... 50 points from Gryffindor and detention for using magic on students. Beginning of term Potter and you're already losing points... shameful." Snape smirked. Harry avoided his eyes, knowing Snape practiced the mind-arts.
Daphne looked annoyed and so did Tracey. "Professor, Harry hasn't done anything to us; we're here, with him, on our own accord."
Snape raised an eyebrow, a sneer appeared. "Clearly confunded... another detention Potter." He walked off.
Harry didn't pay attention and walked past him with the others of the group following, he entered the Great Hall. Harry's eyes scanned the House tables and the staff table. As his eyes swept to Dumbledore he felt a tingle to the back of his mind and threw up his Occlumency barriers, he glared at the professor but smiled at Dumbledore's recoil.
He made his way to the closest seat at the Gryffindor table, the others split up and went to their respective houses and sat down. Harry, Hermione and Neville sat at their table pointedly ignoring Ron and Ginny who were glaring at them. Ron still had a head of green hair and the t-shirt from earlier; Ginny seemed to be undressing Harry's torso with her eyes again.
Harry and Hermione shared a smile when Dumbledore stood and announced. " I will have something to announce as always but for now I have two words. Dig in." Food appeared and everyone began digging in. Hermione looked up the table and saw Ron inhaling food... apparently trying to take the food through his nose as well; Hermione looked away disgusted and nodded to Harry.
Harry nodded and discreetly raised his wand and began incantation that Sirius had taught them to alter the ceiling. Finishing quickly as possible, Harry placed a timer on it... five minutes. He smirked at Hermione and began eating. After five minutes of eating mouth-watering roast lamb and roast potatoes with vegetables, the Hall echoed a BOOM.
Many of the students shouted out. At the staff table Harry caught Moony looking at him and smiled. Above their heads the Great Hall's ceiling a voice echoed.
'Hello to all and welcome to Hogwarts. The newest Marauders have the blessing of Padfoot to begin a new reign of pranking and fun. Let the time of Jaws and Tails begin!'
Quite a few students with parents who lived in the Marauder's time cheered loudly. They had heard hilarious stories about the ways the Marauders got into fun. Many of them connected to Snape, who had made his way into the Hall at precisely the wrong point in time to enter. He had no expression on his face as he made his way to the staff table.
Harry used a wandless transfiguring spell on Snapes clothes. Snapes billowing, black robes turned into Nevilles grandmother's clothes from third year. The hall burst out laughing, including a load of Slytherins, when Snape stumbled in the high-heels.
Snape whirled on Harry, who had promptly gone back to his meal, and stumbled over; the hall still laughing... a few professors included. Snape grabbed Harry's shoulder and yanked him out've his seat. "What do you think you're playing at Potter?" He screamed. No-one was laughing now.
Harry made a show of getting off the floor and brushing himself tidy. "I did nothing professor." Harry began, his voice echoing around the hall. Dumbledore had a twinkling look in his eyes. "Please do not man-handle me again." He turned his back, to sit down again.
Snape stood there shocked, before becomming angry again. "Shut your face you arrogant little-"
"Severus please calm down; come and eat." Dumbledore intervened. Snape silently fumed but did as he was asked, and went over to the staff table.
The Hall returned to the usual levels of chatter and discussion, Harry turned to Hermione; who was sat of his left. "That went quite well didn't it?" He grinned.
"Pretty well, yes." she smiled. "But he is a teacher so don't do it too often." She went back to reading a book she had pulled out, and slowly eating her food.
"Yes dear." He replied mock-meekly. He brightened. "It was funny though." He watched as her delicate, pink lips opened and closed around another roast potato. He tore his gaze from her and went back to his own meal.
Neville looked at Harry. "It was you who did that to Professor Snape? Good on you mate, just be careful though." He looked up at the staff table to see Snape glaring a hole through the back of Harry's head, then looked back at Harry. Harry nodded knowingly. "He's glaring at me, isn't he?"
Neville nodded then turned to Dean and Seamus to ask for more potatoes.
A good twenty minutes later and approximately four-hundred students were holding their stomach's groaning from the overload of delicious food, cursing the meal. Dumbledore tapped his goblet to gain attention from the talking students.
"Welcome and Welcome back to Hogwarts. The first announcement is for the first years; Mr. Filch." He motioned to the grumpy man holding his feline in the corner of the Hall. "Has asked me to inform you that all Zonko product's are banned from the school grounds and that the Forbidden Forest is not to be entered under any circumstances." He looked pointedly at Harry and Ron, which was quite a feat since they were sitting at opposite ends of the table. "Also the Quidditch house cup will not be open this year." A huge groan echoed through the hall and the Weasley twins shouted over the racket.
"What?-" One of them started.
"-Are you crazy?-" The second twin carried on
"-No Quidditch?" The first finished.
It was impossible to tell them apart so Dumbledore didn't even bother trying. He held his hands for silence. "No Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley I'm not crazy and instead of quidditch, this year Hogwarts will play host to the Tri-wizard tournament. In this tournament each of the three best school in Europe will come together and elect one champion per school, then said champions will go through three dangerous and daunting tasks to reach the Tri-wizard cup. The champion to grab the cup first will win a 1,000 galleon prize and ever-lasting glory."
The students went back to chatting amongst themselves. Ron made his way down the table to Harry and grinned, seemingly forgetting the first two encounters. "Cor, everlasting glory sounds pretty good don't it mate?"
Harry looked up from his book. Ron frowned. "Why are you reading when you don't have to?" The green head asked, clenching his fists. Harry got up in case it came to blows again.
"Because I had a change of heart over the summer and decided to try at school and not be a slouch since we only get to go to school and grab the grades once." Harry replied. "And I'm not sure if you remember but you and I aren't friends at the moment. I seem to remember you calling my friends 'bitches'." The students around them took notice of the conversation. At the staff table Dumbledore was frowning. This wasn't what he had planned. But neither had he planned for the youngest male Weasley's idiocy.
Ron flushed. "They are. Two were snakes, one was a dumb Hufflepuff, Loony Lovegood? Are you insane? And what on earth are you sitting with Neville for?" The students that hadn't gotten the 'I'm a tomato' shirt now understood and began chuckling amongst themselves pointing it out to their friends.
"Two were Daphne and Tracey, one was Susan; whose aunt is the head of the DMLE and a good friend, Luna Lovegood is also a friend who has taken more than enough crap from people and Neville... because he is a friend." Harry replied forcefully, trying to get his point across. He spoke a little louder. "It doesn't matter what house you're in, we are all human aren't we? Slytherin is ambitious, not evil; Hufflepuff is loyal, not stupid; Ravenclaw is clever and Gryffindor brave. Together the four houses complete eachother."
Ron was shaking his head. "The snakes are evil Harry can't you see that? You-Know-Who is the reason you have no family." Hermione got up and joined the small crowd of watchers.
Harry became angry, but tried to keep calm appearance. "Peter Pettigrew, who was a Gryffindor, sold my parents to Voldemort." Several students squeaked at the name. "If it wasn't for the Gryffindor Peter Pettigrew my family would still be here. Anyone can be bad or good... it just depends on where your heart is." Harry walked back to his seat.
Ron didn't have a come back so he stomped off and out've the Great Hall. Quite a few students were nodding with Harry's words about the four houses, most weren't bothered about the house; only Slytherin truly cared about inter-house relationships and was bent of destroying them.
Hermione watched Harry as she thought about his words. Anyone could tell he was inwardly fuming with Ronald's insensitive words but was trying his hardest to keep calm. Ron, just that name made her feel ill now; he had said he owned her. She shuddered. Ron's true colours were flying high now; he was more or less Malfoy without the money and bigotry. Maybe with the bigotry just had it supressed
Harry on the other hand was the opposite, though she would have to talk to him about his arrogance on the train ride but she assumed it was because of being around Sirius for a while... Sirius was definitely not a good influence on anyone.
She wondered about the Weasley twins and how they would react to the newest Marauders. They'd proabably fall to their knee's and chant. "We're not worthy!" she outwardly giggled at the thought; a few people around her looked at her funnily, not that she cared.
She walked back over to Harry and sat down next to him. She placed a hand on his back. "It's okay Harry; you know Ron's insensitive." He nodded.
He sighed. "I know... it's just hard... 2 months ago he was my best friend and now I find that he's stolen from me, is really a arrogant sod and Ginny... where to begin? I think that Dumbledore told her about the former marriage conract she had with me; hence why she has become more confident around me." His hand travelled through his hair. "Ah well... I lose Ron I gain a lot more." He still didn't seem happy.
Hermione tried to take his mind off everything. "Where can we rest tonight? I hardly think Daphne and Tracey will have a good time in Slytherin now; we're going to have to find somwhere." She wondered. "Can you talk to Hogwarts today?"
"Not sure." He admitted. "I was told it was a sentient being just not how to contact it. I'll ask Dobby to find somewhere for the night. Dobby!" The elf appeared in the middle of the Great Hall. He spoke quietly with the elf. "Do you know anywhere where me and..." He thought quickly. "six other's can sleep for the night? Or maybe talk to Hogwarts?"
Dobby looked thoughtful, before answering just as quietly. "Dobby is knowing where yous can be sleeping. But Dobby is not knowing how you is being able to speak to Hogwarts."
Hermione smiled at the eager elf. "Thanks a lot Dobby, can you show us later?" The elf nodded and popped away. Some teachers, and quite a few more students, were looking on at Harry and Hermione as if to say 'what was that?'.
Dumbledore stood. "Prefects please show the first years to their common rooms; everyone else, I bid you a goodnight." The students stood, as one, and made to leave the hall. Harry looked around for his new group of friends and motioned for them to hold back and let all the other students go first.
The new group made up of all four houses joined together after the last few students made their way out've the hall. They recieved odd looks from the remaining students; not that they cared. Daphne asked the question. "Why did you hold us back?"
Harry smiled, causing the blond girl to blush. "Dobby!" A crack and the elf appeared in front of them. "Can you take us to that room you mentioned?"
Dobby nodded eagerly and replied. "Harry Potter sir and the misses can be holding a part of Dobby and Dobby can be apparating yous to the Come and Go room." Harry and the others exchanged glances but did as the elf asked.
An echoing crack later and the Great Hall was empty, aside for the teachers.
On the seventh floor, opposite the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy a group of six humans and an elf appeared. The humans let go of the elf, who had happily apparated them to this location, and began looking around for this fabled room. Not seeing it, Hermione politely questioned Dobby. "Where is this Come and Go room, Dobby?" She asked kindly to the little elf.
Dobby chuckled; a truly odd sound coming from a house-elf. "You is standing in fronts of it miss Grangey." Hermione checked around again and shook her head. "You is not finding it unless you is really needing something. You's be needing to be thinking about what you is needing and walk past the room three times. For example: Needing to find sleeping room, need to find sleeping room, needing to find sleeping room. Repeat in your heads and you is getting the room to give yous beds' and rooms'."
Harry nodded and began walking silently chanting the same words Dobby had used. True to Dobby's word, a door appeared on Harry's third pass. Dobby smiled when a door appeared from the apparent wall. Harry noticed the door, as did the others, and walked towards it. He opened the door to find a room similar the the Gryffindor common room with the dorms in the correct places.
Harry yawned. "G'night all, I'm off to bed."
Hermione grinned and took his arm, leading him to the dorms. "Let's all get some sleep." The others followed their example and left to go to sleep, leaving a particular blond-haired, blue-eyed girl to think.
Daphne looked on at the pair that were making their way to the dorms and sighed. She was envious of Hermione's catch; she only wished she had taken notice of Harry sooner and she might've had a chance with him. Now she would have to go and become Malfoy's wife, she shuddered at the thought. Unless Harry allowed her to take the name Potter and become a member of his family; or, since he had more than one lordship, become his second wife.
She didn't like any of her options but the ones with Harry were definitely better in her mind. The one's with Malfoy just made her want to puke. She moved the dorms and went to bed, hoping that Harry could help her.
Upstairs Harry and Hermione were talking about the same topic Daphne was contemplating in her bed. "What do you think Hermione?" Harry had brought the topic up and was discussing it with his wife, in their bed.
Hermione lifted her head from his chest to rest her chin over his heart. "I don't want anyone to suffer the fate of being Malfoy's wife; and she really seems to like you." She replied half-jokingly, half-serious.
"I know; we talked about what I can do since I'm technically Lord Potter now. She brought up something along the line of. ' I revoke my name and take yours.' But when we were talking to her in the compartment we talked about her feelings."
"And?" Hermione asked gently.
"She likes me... and if I didn't already love you, I would have given her a chance." Hermione looked sad, some of the spark from her chocolate-hued eyes left. "Hey don't be sad dear." His hand moved to caress her fair cheek, a thumb began moving tenderly backa nd forth. "I love you with all my heart 'Mione and I wouldn't swap you for the world. I could feel her emotions when I talked with her. Ranging from love and lust to scared and upset. We do need to do something but now isn't the time; let's rest." Hermione smiled and lowered the side of her head back onto his chest, the rythem of his heartbeat slowly lulling her to sleep.
Chapter 9: New Discoveries, more titles
God knows what's happening with Voldie and his 'mouldie' DE's. What does everyone think of Harry being related to Myrddin Emrys? It's going to happen I just want opinions. I also know it's pretty average in most people's stories but I've got my own ideas regarding Myrrdin.
Harry gently woke to a soft hand pressing gently against his face and his brilliant emerald eyes came out've their lids to see a pair of sparkling brown ones look back, he nuzzled into the hand softly. Harry smiled slightly at Hermione, his muscles coming alive slowly, who responded with a heart-warming smile of her own. "Hey Harry, how are you feeling this morning?" Clearly it was a good time to be awake otherwise Hermione would be all over him shouting to wake up.
"I'm fine love... you?" His head lifted to nuzzle at her cheek. His other hand went into her light-brown soft, curled hair and began running his fingers through it lovingly.
"Absolutely brilliant." she replied happily, albeit sleepily enjoying the feel of his hand gently going through her hair. "What shall we do after lessons today?"
"Whatever we like Hermione." He looked thoughtfully into her beautiful, sparkling eyes. "I suppose we could try and contact Hogwarts. That would be interesting to communicate with the castle and see what it can do. I would also like to see Uncle Moony; he needs to know about Claws and Tails." he grinned evilly. Hermione chuckled faintly. She couldn't wait to see Remus's face after this; Moony was going to get it muahaha.
She voiced her thoughts. "I can't wait to see the old wolfs face when he knows; but I think he already has a good idea... how many people have had contact with Pads in the last couple of weeks?"
Harry laughed quietly. "None... damn it. I hope professor-too-many-bloody-name's-for-his-own-good Dumbledore doesn't realise it's us though."
Hermione giggled at his alternate name for Dumbledore. The ol' fart will really have his work cut out with the Marauders back; especially with Sirius's tutoring in potions, spells, transfirguing and charms. Potions that went out with a BANG, literally.
Sirius was a mutt, in every way. Funny, loveable and loved annoying Harry, Hermione and the house-elves by transforming into his dog form and peeing everywhere before scampering off. Dobby at one time got so annoyed when Padfoot took a dump on Lord and Lady Potter's bed, the elf used magic to lift the whining animal into the air and dropped him in the pool after casting a cooling charm.
Needless to say Sirius got back at the elf by using the Levicorpusspell on him before dunking the elf in liquidated dungbombs; the elf stank for days afterwards. Both of the pranks had been a major source of amusement for everyone, except those invloved.
Hermione remembered she owed her husband a reply. "Yeah, I hope so as well. But it is going to be fun. What about Ronald and Ginerva?" Hermione snuggled closer to him, breathing in his forest-like scent that came from being a wolf.
Harry, however, got a face-full of her sweet vanilla hair; that he thoroughly enjoyed running his hands through. "Don't know, don't care." He replied honestly. "Ron is probably going to try something idiotic as it's his nature. I don't really know Ginny to make a good enough guess as what she will do."
"Let's get ready and go downstairs." Hermione suggested, reluctantly getting off her Harry. He got up and went through his morning ritiual, that he had started during the holidays.
He brushed his teeth then did his exercises including push-ups and sit-ups and quite a few of them aswell. Thirty of each to be exact, going for a shower afterwards.
Hermione was in the bathroom taming her hair to the best of her ability, after a relaxing shower. It looked like she was getting somewhere so she decided she would settle for the light-brown curls in her hair, then looked in the mirror and carefully parting her light brown hair. Her time with Harry and her runs every morning had done wonders for her body; she left the bathroom.
She got dressed in her robes, which Harry didn't like as it hid her figure from him. Harry sat there, on their shared bed, watching her dress as he usually did. He wasn't being rude; she did it with him as well, though she prefered to watch him as he undressed for bed.
Harry grumbled as her curves became hidden to him, Hermione noticed the audible groan and turned to face him. She used a fitting spell on her school shirt, until it fit perfectly around her and had him wide-eyed and loose-jawed. She smiled at his response to seeing her; it gave her the confidence she much needed to be with him.
Harry got off the bed and slipped an arm around her waist and leaned down to her ear, his warm breathe tickling her. "You are so beautiful; god knows why you're with me." He gently caught her lips with a soft kiss, that she eagerly returned.
She pulled away after half a minute and replied. "I feel the same way. I don't understand why you chose me as your wife when you can have any girl you want."
He pressed his lips to hers again, trying to convey the love he felt for her. "I can give you many more reasons, but suffice to say; you're beautiful on the inside as well as the outside. Inside you are kind, caring, polite, try to help people learn and encourage them to do better. I think you look fanstastic and I love being with you."
She smiled up at him, took his hand from her waist and dragged him out the door and down the stairs.
Daphne had woken up early, still thinking about Harry, Hermione, Malfoy and family. Malfoy and family were alway accompanied by gross promises from Malfoy. Her family always pressured and were harsh to her, much different from her sister. True she didn't have Harry's problems growing up; no beatings or being starved but she didn't have the life her family could give her.
She washed, dressed and went downstairs to think.
Daphne flopped unceremoniously onto a bean-bag that the room had designed. The Greengrass Family was a reasonably rich family in Wizarding Britian. The Malfoys, Potters, Blacks, Longbottoms and Blacks had more money, wealth and power. The Potter's fund and power was astronomical and was one of the oldest wizarding families. Directly related to two of the Founders, who inturn were related to Myrddin Emrys also known as Merlin.
The wizarding worlds own divinity, Merlin, was a powerhouse like no other if the stories were correct. At the age of sixteen he had triple Dumbledore's power and much better control and knowledge, it was said. The sheer power he could bring to bare was eye-popping; a stunner could leave someone out cold for days if not a week or more. Only the stories remained, but none could compare to Merlin's true story, it was rumoured he recorded everything from spells and potions to multiple animagi transformations and his full knowledge of magic.
Only the Emrys Family could access the #1 vault at Gringotts and no-one could claim that. Only the leaders of the entire goblin world could access it, and never for their own gain. Truths were revealed by the goblins, to the wizarding world. Merlins staff, wand and sword could be found there with his personal battle-robes complete with a hood. Books filled with Merlins knowledge and findings that only family members could read and if they got their hands on it could only try to comprehend. The goblins were probably teasing the wizarding world though... The thought of a goblin jumping up and down shouting. "HAHA we know something you don't, we know something you don't..." popped into her head.
Harry and Hermione came downstairs to see Daphne on the sofa, head in hands, with no noise coming from her. "Hey Daph." Hermione said kindly. "How are you? Is something wrong?"
The pretty blond girl looked up and into the deep, brown eyes of the now wavy-haired girl. "I'm fine thanks, Hermione. I was just thinking about stuff."
Hermione looked interested. "What stuff?"
Daphne shrugged. "Since no-one can claim it I will tell you. Basically I was thinking of the Emrys vault-"
Hermione looked lost already. "Emrys? No-one has had that name since Mer-"
Daphne nodded. "Merlin. The rumors surrounding the vault of Merlin are probably whipped up to wind wizards and witches up. It's said that the vault contains everything that belonged to Merlin and his family. Ranging from books to weapons to clothes. I know from history books that the Founders are related to Merlin; that where they got their power from."
Harry looked interested and stunned. "I'm the heir to Gryffindor and Ravenclaw and now I'm a very distant relative to Merlin? Geez. I thought being the heir of two of the Founders was big and now I'm Heir to Merlin?"
Daphne was taken aback. He had mentioned it on the train, or something like it; she just hadn't contemplated his words. " You know you can claim the Emrys Family vault and items inside..." Hermione looked almost reverent, learning from Merlin's personal books would be like learning from the god of wizarding kind. Harry had a moment of enlightenment, that turned to fear.
"Can any of the Founder's children claim the vault?" Harry asked quickly, dreading the worst.
Daphne shrugged again. "I'm not sure; they're all related to Merlin so I assume so."
Harry paled. "Oh no... back in second year when I went down into the Chamber of Secrets and Voldemort more or less said that he is the heir of Slytherin, I mean he is a parseltongue and all... and what was Slytherin famous for? I've got to get that vault before Voldemort does. If only to keep him away from it."
Daphne was thoughtful. "You beat him when you were a baby, yes?" Harry nodded. "If you beat him in combat you win his title of heir to Slytherin, since you are another heir. You get Right of Conquest and gain his title."
The conversation stopped when the others dribbled into the room. "Morning all!" Susan began. "What's on the agenda today?" Tracey went and sat next to Daphne.
Hermione replied. "School and lessons then a visit to Gringotts for Harry. Me, you, Daphne and the others can visit uncle Moony and have a good long chat with him about various things."
Harry sighed and motioned for everyone to file out. "C'mon all let's go and get something to eat; I'm hungry." cue for stomach to rumble. "Then I need to... hold on..."
Tracey looked at him. "What is it?"
Harry glanced at Hermione. "Didn't that goblin, Sharptooth, say he could hear me if I call?" Hermione nodded her response. "I'll have to talk to him later then and see what we can do." Harry finished. "I wonder why mum and dad didn't tell me I owned the Emrys family vault as well."
Daphne tapped her finger on her chin. "It's possible they didn't know their relation to the Founders or Merlin until it was too late to do anything about it except place it in their will."
"The Emrys name wasn't included there." Harry replied.
"It's possible that they didn't want people to know, or that they didn't know themselves." Neville said, awestruck with the possibility that Harry was Myrddin Emrys very distant grand-child. "Blimey Harry! Just imagine if this were to get out. Not only is Harry Potter the boy-who-lived and much more but he is also related to the Founders and Merlin himself!"
"Precisely why this conversation is going to stay here, okay?" The group all nodded. "I already have enough attention shouldered onto me being found as Merlin's relative will be too much."
The group left the Room of Requirement and went down to the Great Hall.
What they found was completely un-expected. They saw all four houses sitting there chatting, and what the talk was about was clear. Above the four house banners, behind the staff table was a new banner. This new banner was stunning; a white, gold and red pheonix surrounded by a flame in the centre with a midnight sky behind it. The pheonix in the middle had its beautiful wings extended. Harry inwardly groaned, expecting that this was related to their talk.
Harry and friends sat at their house tables and prepared to eat breakfast. The remaining students came into the Hall and sat. Hermione looked at Harry. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"
Harry moaned quietly. "Duck? Run? Hide?" He slowly began to eat his bacon and scrambled eggs with buttered toast. He was silently hoping I've-got-too-many-names-Dumbledore wouldn't stand up and ask what the new banner was about. Harry had a feeling that his wish wasn't going to come true. He also wondered if Myrddin had a pheonix and what was wrong with it... the pheonix on the banner certainly didn't look like Fawkes.
Harry mentally shrugged and resigned himself to more publicity; get it over and done with as quick as possible and hope the Daily Prophet found something more interesting quickly, which was unlikely to happen. He couldn't help it if he wasn't the average teenager could he? Sometimes, if not all the time, he wished that he could reverse time and give himself a normal life with parents and a good childhood. Padfoot, uncle Moony and parents... god how much fun they could've had if all this crap didn't happen.
Padfoot and his dad would be teachng him how to play Quidditch, prank and be an outrageous flirt with the girls. Moony would be there giving Harry an awesome list of spells made by the Marauders. And his mum, Lily, who be there threatening the three of them with castration. Harry snorted at the thought. He could imagine Lily terrifying a particular mutt, who was running off with his tail between his legs.
When old man Dumbledore stood up, Harry knew that he was going to ask if anyone would know about this, and said. "Good morning one and all, I hope your night was enjoyable however there are a few things that need to be explained." He guestured behind him at the banner. "The banner behind me is the symbol Merlin, otherwise known as Myrddin Emrys, used when he was alive. With the Lord Myrddin Emrys deceased, the Banner was magically removed from Hogwarts; it's return symbolises that the Heir of Myrddin Emrys has also returned and has realised his or her relation to Merlin." He looked pointedly at the Gryffindor table. He couldn't approach young Harry without Sirius there as was the verdict of the Wizengamot, so he couldn't chat with him.
Harry kept his face interested and provided no other form of outward emotion. Inside he was astounded all this crap could happen to him.
In response to his words the four houses began talking among themselves about who the Heir was, most figured it was Harry Potter since wierd stuff always happened to him; Draco Malfoy was stupidly boasting that he was Merlin's distant relation. Everyone ingorned the blond-haired ponce.
Harry and company left the Hall after ten minutes to call Sharptooth and arrange a Gringotts appointment regarding Harry's Heir to the Emrys Family status. They went to the Black lake to have a nice, relaxing conversation with Sirius, Amelia and Sharptooth.
Sirius sat in Potter Manor with Susan's aunt Amelia sitting beside him. They had been having a big heart-to-heart chat about renewing their relationship.
Sirius thought, with an odd bout of maturity, they could make it work if they tried. Nothing had come from their relationship back in their last year at school and a few years after.
She hadn't been thankful that he had got himself landed in Azkaban and left her to raise Susan after Susan's parents died, but she had understood what he was going through. His best friend since he was eleven had been killed by a mistaken trust in a person and he, Sirius, felt responsible for he best friends death and hedn't been thinking clearly. He had gone after Pettigrew intent on giving him a bollocking and capturing him, only that hadn't gone to plan and Pettigrew had been yelling about betrayal before Sirius could get a word in.
They had eventually agreed to re-kindle their relationship and try and get everything to work properly. That invloved telling Susan that the man she had thought a deranged mass-murderer and prat, in a nice way, was her Uncle. How do you tell someone that? That you had un-intentionally left her fifteen years ago and now you made an appearance in her life and were her Uncle?
They had decided to slowly increase Susan's time with Sirius, until she easily felt comfortable around him, and get to know him; then and only then could they tell her the truth.
The goblin Sharptooth had interupped their conversation. "Good morning my Lord Black and Lady Bones, I trust breakfast was pleasent?"
Sirius replied, remembering the mouth-watering toasted cheese sandwhich. "It's Sirius and Amelia, Sharptooth. And, yeah it was bloody excellent. I need to thank Dobby for that later and hope he makes that again... I never knew how inventive muggles were. What did you need Sharptooth?"
"Lord Potter is requesting a meeting with him and a few others, I was wondering if you and La- Amelia wanted to come?"
"Sharptooth, you know Harry would not be happy if he heard you use his title. Oh and sure we'll come! Can't wait to see all the new friends." Sirius grinned evilly, obviously going to try and plan something.
The two humans took the goblins hands and with a crack! They left the Manor.
(A/N) Sorry for the slow update... but I had to help round the house... Christmas is fun and all but it leaves a hell of a mess.
I've decided Daphne is going to be a sister figure to Harry and will have brotherly affection. In this story Daphne's parents are drawing closer to the 'dark side of the Force' lol... Harry is a very distant relative to Myrddin (Merlin doesn't sound as cool) and will inherit some of Myrddin's passive powers and more outward powers. Not to mention all his stuff. No more money... just cool items.