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Harry, Wayne and Neville made their way down to Hagrid's for their lesson. Just yesterday Hagrid had found out that Buckbeak's case was thrown out. The lawyer that Lord Sinistra provided helped to counter Lucius Malfoy's accusations. The barrister had pointed out that the only student injured was Draco Malfoy despite being one of the largest classes at Hogwarts. Hagrid had even taught the older years about hippogriffs at the same time. He also used Madam Pomfrey's report to point out that Malfoy was not injured to the extent that his father was proclaiming. Hagrid was in a joyous mood yesterday when they had visited and expected it to continue today.

It was warming up at Hogwarts with snow having mostly left and green taking over the white landscape. Hagrid had still lit a fire bringing more warmth to their outside lesson for the students. Harry, Wayne and Neville took their seat at one of the front wooden workshop tables. On the each table was a small cage and inside was humanoid dark brown creature. Harry looked around and noticed the creatures varied in skin color from brown to black. The one at Harry's table looked to be testing the bars of it's cage when they came to it. It stopped moving and peered at the boys.

"Righ' 'fore ya put ya bags down," Hagrid's booming voice was said from the front of the class area near the fire. "Make sure ta' keep 'em shut up tight." Harry and Wayne's bags both zipped shut while Neville checked the clasps on his bag. Then all three of them set them to the side of their table. "Now who can tell me wha' I've got for ya'?" Hagrid asked.

"Mr. Boot?"

"Imps!" He said with a grin.

"Righ' ya' are." Hagrid said. "These are devilish lil' creatures. Similar ta pixies. I think some of yer' got experience with pixies?" He said and there were some groans and nods from the third years. "Now 'fore ya let 'em out I want ya' ta draw 'em and note the differences 'tween 'em and pixies."

Harry pulled out some parchment and a pencil for the drawing. He notices some of the imps and taken to chattering colorful swear words at the students drawing them. His and his friends' imp had taken to modeling and striking poses. Harry chuckled and shared a look with Neville and Wayne. He started drawing and noted several differences between the imps and pixies. The imps looked more human than the pixies. They had pointed feet that looked like elf shoes worn at Christmas time. They had skinny legs and arms and bare chests. Harry etched the hands and took time to draw the claw like nails, they looked like they need to be cleaned. The face of the imps looked a bit devil like to Harry which made him chuckle. He had a passing thought of setting them loose in his orphanage. They had round bald heads and pointed chins. The yellow and black eyes were slanted upwards much like their pointy ears. They had crazy looking eyebrows that added to the devilish look.

Hagrid walked around and seeing almost everyone done with their drawing started lecturing, "Now imps are troublemakers and pranksters." Hagrid said much to the amusement of the class. "As ya' can hear, they speak a wee bit of English. Thou' mostly fer their own 'musment." More laughter from the class. "They like ter nest in bogs and swamps and trip people in 'em."

"Ugh," Hannah Abbot made a face at the thought of being tripped in a bog.

"They also like ter hide things an' throw things." Harry, Wayne, and Neville shared a look seeing potential in the imps.

"Where did you find them?" Ollie asked from the table behind the three boys.

"We've a colony of 'em in th' forest." Hagrid said with ease. "Now Professor Lupin tells me yer know the knockback jinx?" He said and there were nods from the students. "Good now let 'em out." The students open the cages and the imps shot out. Most of them still using colorful language and began trying to get in bags or take the students quills and parchment away. Harry's imp simply stared at the three Reavers with a collaborator's grin. The little imp could sense their deviant side.

Harry shared a grin with his two friends and leaned forward gesturing for the imp to come closer. "You see the lil' bint that looks like a pug," Harry gave a slight nodded to where Pansy was sitting with Malfoy's cronies Crabbe and Goyle. The imp nodded. "They tried to get Hagrid fired and a hippogriff killed. What do you say to makin' their lives a shambles. It'll be right bloody entertainment."

The imp looked over to where his brother was already enjoying messing with Pansy while Crabbe and Goyle seemed to be trying to fend it off. The imp got Crabbe's wand and waved it sending a wave of water at Pansy. Pansy spluttered, shrieked and cursed shooting a spell at the imp. The imp was sent flying away and hit the dirt awkwardly. Parkinson smirked as it struggled to get up.

Harry's imp looked upset and then grinned a grin that would make any evil cartoon character proud. "Imps," his voice was a weird combination of squeaky and deep. "Attack!" It yelled and the imps charged Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle. A few imps landed in the pug's hair, she swatted at it and sent another spell but the imps were many. She took off running with Crabbe and Goyle behind her. They were tripped a few times as the imps gave chase.

"Do something!" Came the shriek of Pansy Parkinson as she shouted at Hagrid.

"Huh?" Hagrid said looking at the fleeing trio. "Ah class is 'ver. They'll leave ya 'lone soon enough." Hagrid said with a dismissive wave. The class minus the Slytherins laughed. Harry, Wayne, and Neville bumped fists before grabbing their bags and turning in their drawings. Pansy had been taking over Malfoy's position and arrogance in Slytherin lately, though she did not have the same sway. They trekked back up to the castle hearing Pansy shrieking.

"Hello Harry I think you're going to get it today what do you think?" Professor Lupin said with a grin as Harry came into his classroom. He was sitting at his desk and sipping a cup of tea. He gestured for Harry to sit and take his own cup. Harry did so.

"I think so too. I feel like good, really good." His brow furrowed. "It's hard to explain."

Professor Lupin laughed a bit, "Harry the dementors have been gone for over a month, you do not have to watch your back from Malfoy, Sirius is not trying to kill you and is free, and it's May and no longer cold and snowy."

"Well when you put it that way," Harry said with a grin. "Have you heard from Sirius?"

"Not much," Professor Lupin said with a shake of his head. "He and Andromeda are focused on the lawsuit against the Ministry. Andromeda and the firm she works for are busy looking into other cases being brought against the Ministry. Director Bones has found more prisoners who did not have a trial."

Harry's eyes widened, "How many?"

"Twelve so far." Remus said with a shake of his head.

"How is that possible?"

The older man sighed, a far off look in his eyes, "Harry the war by the time your parents died was almost a lost cause. The Death Eaters used the Unforgivable curses like you use a tickling charms." At stayed Harry from talking holding up his hand, "The Unforgivable curses are Avada Kadavra, the killing cruse." Harry's hand went to his scar and he rubbed it, Remus nodded. "The Imperious Curse, they spoke of it at the trial. It gives the user the ability to control another's thoughts and actions. Some can throw the curse off, those with a strong will or trained in Occlumency. The last is the torture curse, the cruciatus curse. None of the curses can be blocked by shield charms or counteracted. Each one requires not only strength but intent far greater than that of other magic. A class of fourth years all casting the killing curse at an individual would mostly only give them a nose bleed."

"So it's like the opposite of the patronus charm?" Harry said.

Remus smiled, "I hadn't thought of it like that but yes." Harry looked thoughtful. "By the end people did not know who to trust, not even their own family was safe from manipulation. Barty Crouch Sr. was the Head of the Department of Law Enforcement and he along with Minister Millicent Bagnold authorized the aurors to use Unforgivables. They set up almost military tribunals to decide guilt and innocent and towards the end during attacks prisoners were taken directly to Azkaban to await trial."

"So why were they forgotten?" Harry asked leaning forward his elbows on the desk.

"After your parents were killed and you seemingly defeated Voldemort," Remus looked a bit uncomfortable saying the name, "people celebrated and were all too eager to forget everything that happened. Minister Bagnold retired almost immediately and Crouch," he trailed off. "Crouch had to try his own son for being a Death Eater and participating in the torture of the Aurors Longbottoms."

"Neville's parents." Harry said quietly.

"Yes," Remus nodded. "He fell out of favor and out of his position. He later regained enough support to head the office of International Magical Cooperation." Harry raised an eyebrow. "Crouch is a very old family."

"Why did the successors not do anything?"

"Well you know Fudge," Professor Lupin said with a shake of his head. Harry rolled his eyes and nodded. "According to Cyril, Director Bones had to dig through countless records, red tape, and threaten Fudge with impeding an official investigation to declassify the records from the tribunals. Director Bones is the third head of the department since Crouch Sr."

"Bloody hell what's wrong with the blighters." Harry said.

"They want to forget."

"It'll get them killed," Harry said.

"Yes but enough you did ask about Sirius and we seemed to have gotten sidetracked." Remus said steering the conversation away from the war. "You know he is staying with your family?"

"Yeah he told me in his last letter. He's tryin' to fix up his old house?" Harry asked.

"Yes and let me tell you it needs a lot of work." Remus said with a grin. "I saw it last weekend when I went to visit. Dawn suggested he torch the place and Sirius enjoyed that suggestion a bit too much." Harry laughed loudly. "Yes, but Cyril helped him see that it would be more of a victory to turn the house into something his parents would hate and give the House of Black a new start."

"Yeah grandfather's good at that." Harry grinned, "Was it really that crappy?"

"They had a row of house elf heads on display," Remus deadpanned.

Harry grimaced, "On that note, can we try the charm?"

"Sounds good." Remus stood and they walked to the center of the room. Remus had cleared the desks to the sides. Sitting in front of Harry was the trunk containing the boggart. "Wand at the ready." Remus prompted.

Harry nodded his wand out and he turned to face it. Remus opened the trunk moving behind it. An eerie fog poured out of the trunk before the dementor floated out. It focused on Harry moving towards him. Harry's hair ruffled and his whole body shivered. He focused on his memory and the feeling he had that first Yule Celebration when he saw his parents while with the Sinistra family. "Expecto Patronum," The spell shot out of his wand the white mist coalescing into a form. It was a four legged animal with a bushy tail. It was slender with long legs and large pointed ears. It charged the dementor and forced it back in the trunk which Remus slammed closed. The animal circled the trunk and then came back and sat in front of Harry. It cocked its head at Harry and gave him a few yips and a howl before dissipating.

Remus was smiling at Harry who gave him a triumphant look. "I believe that was a jackal." He told the teen.

"Well that was bloody wicked." Harry said.

Remus threw his head back and laughed, "You're like your father. Go show your mum." The adults in Harry's life tended to refer to Aurora as mum and Lily as mother.

Harry nodded and started to run out of the room before turning back and running over to Remus and giving him a hug. "Thanks."

"No problem pup." Remus said but Harry was already out of the room.

Harry was sandwiched between Wayne and Artie at the Hufflepuff table. They were dressed in their Quidditch under gear. No one was talking much as they were going against Slytherin for the final match of the season. The schedule was all out of whack thanks to Malfoy who was not even present. It was the first time Hufflepuff would have the last game. As long as they beat Slytherin by one hundred points they would win the house cup again. Both Hufflepuff and Gryffindor were up for the cup. Hufflepuff could win on goal differential, it would be challenging given the superior brooms Slytherin still had. They were bit more even though seeing as Cedric had gotten a Nimbus 2001 for Yule. The Gryffindor team was torn on who to cheer for if Hufflepuff one it would be yet another year that they lost the cup. On the other hand there was Slytherin, and that really spoke for its self with the Gryffindor's. Oliver Wood looked particularly sick due to the predicament.

Harry was eating a piece of toast and a bit of some eggs, having learned it was better to eat something before the match. He had finished and pushed his plate aside listening to Artie and Cedric go over tactics. As they were instructing the chasers the mail came in for the morning flocking the tables with owls. Harry noticed some whispers as three owls were carrying a rather large bundle shaped like a broomstick. Harry looked up and noticed the three swoop down above the Hufflepuff table and zeroed in on him. Harry recognized one of the owls, it was a spastic little thing that seemed to have trouble carrying anything heavier than a single letter.

"Flit," Harry said holding out a piece of bacon. The little owl took it then fluttered over to Susan and Isobel, the two usually fed him for performing tricks. The quidditch team looked at the package and then Harry with glee. A replacement broom was just what Harry needed to help edge out Bole or Derrick.

"Open it Harry," Wayne said with undisguised glee.

"Hold on," Harry said elbowing him to keep him from tearing open the package. Harry took the letter attached to the package and opened it.

"What's it say?" Cedric asked curiously, he knew Flit was Sirius's owl.

"Harry, sorry I've been so busy lately but I'll be at the match today." Harry read from Sirius's messy scrawl. "I heard what happened to your broom and that you hadn't gotten a replacement yet. As your Godfather, former chaser, and Quidditch lover I thought it my duty to replace it. Cheers. P.S. Kill Slytherin." Harry finished with a grin. The Hufflepuff Quidditch team and the surrounding Puffs that heard all gave a loud cheer.

"Now will you open it," Wayne groaned.

Harry grinned and torn off the packaging.

"Holy Shite!" Came shooting out of Wayne's mouth. Gasps came from the other players while Harry just starred at the broom with wide eyes. He reached out to touch it reverently.

Isobel got up to get a closer look and let out a squeal of excitement, "That's a Firebolt!" Her shout drew nearly everyone's attention in the Great Hall. Harry picked up the broom and held it out in front of him. He stood from the table and held it getting a feel for the weight. Students from every table were craning to get a look at it. Flint over at Slytherin looked positively murderous before he whispered something harshly to Derrick who had taken over his Captain spot. Harry looked up to the head table and noticed Aurora had her head on the table while Professor Sprout was trying to comfort her while hiding her pleased smile. The Headmistress look at the broom with a frown before seeing Harry's excited stare she shook her head and gestured with her hand for him to leave the hall.

Harry looked at his Quidditch mates and grinned, "Race you to the pitch." He took of out of the hall with the rest of the team on his heels. As soon as he was out of sight from the teachers he hoped on the broom. "Ahh." He yelled as he rocketed out of the entrance to Hogwarts and zoomed towards the pitch faster than he had ever flown. He banked a few turns and braked before shooting off again more than once. He took a loop around the stadium diving and rising through the air. His antics allowed his Quidditch team to catch up to him and they rushed into the stadium to watch Harry preform on the fastest broom in the world. He went into a steep dive when he took noticed of them and pulled up just for his feet to skim the grass.

He landed and hopped off his broom to the applause of his teammates, "Damn Harry you might have to take over at Seeker when I graduate." Cedric said laughing.

"Wanna try?" Harry asked with a grin. They still had over an hour before the match with their early exit from breakfast.

"Me first!" Came shouts from all of them at once.

"Hey, hey, hey," Cedric's voice boomed over theirs with authority. "We'll all get a chance." He grinned his most charming grin causing Natsumi to swoon a little, "But as Captain, me first." He took it out of Harry's offered hands and mounted it before any protests could be made and took off. Harry laughed at the groans and put off looks of the others.

"Alrigh' it's only fair that as best mate I get the next go," Wayne said with his arm slung around Harry's shoulder. The team sighed but nodded and then went about deciding the order from there. By the time the team got done spectators were trickling into the stadium. The Hufflepuff team left for their locker room as the Hufflepuff and Slytherin students were filling the stands.

"Alright mates," Cedric said with fierce expression. "You can expect Slytherin to play dirty this game. They've basically had their season destroyed and they have almost no chance of getting past Artie who's playing better than Wood!" The team gave a cheer for their keeper who was playing in his final game. "Harry and Wayne you're going to need to do your best to fend off Bole and Derrick from our chasers. I doubt they'll do much protecting of their own." Harry and Wayne nodded their faces determined. "James, Natsumi, Ray be alert for bludgers and double teams. And remember Carrow, the newbie, is weak going to his right. As for me I'll focus on ending this as soon as possible." They all nodded and stood. "Bring it in." Cedric said putting his hand out. The rest of the team copied him, "Hufflepuff on three. One."

"Two," Artie spoke.

"Three," James yelled.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" They all roared. They made their way to tunnel and flew out of it to the cheers to the crowd.

"Here's Hufflepuff!" Jordan announced. "Led by Diggory, Rickett, Stebbins, Summers, Suzuki, Hopkins, and Potter! Potter who's riding the new FIREBOLT!" He roared the name of the broom. "Wonder who he had to kill to get that?" Jordan said and over the mic the whole stadium could hear the Headmistress reprimanding him.

Harry took his position for the hand off. He was paired against Bole. Bole was a massive sixth year who grinned at Harry viciously while tightening his grip on the beater's bat he held. Harry just looked blankly at him before turning to scan the crowd while the captains shook hands. Harry found who he was looking for sandwiched between his mum and Aunt Minnie was his Godfather. He grinned when Sirius spotted him and winked. Harry turned back to Madam Hooch as she prepared to let loose the snitch and bludgers. The snitch and bludgers shot into the air as she threw the quaffle up. Harry streaked passed Bole and whirled into a bludgers path and shot the ball at Montague who was attempting to check Natsumi bodily. It nailed him in the elbow causing the older boy to pull back sharply on his broom.

Natsumi took off down the pitch and was swarmed by Wes Traynor and Victor Vaisey. She pulled up abruptly dropping the quaffle to James. She was still hit by Vaisey but Traynor was able to maneuver away in time to mark Ray. Montague streaked towards James but was hit by a bludger from Wayne.

The whistle blew as Harry was hitting a bludger at Bole, "Penalty!" Lee Jordan's voice was heard. "That was cheap hit on Hopkins by Derrick. He's going to need to stop the bleeding!"

Harry looked over to Wayne and saw his nose was gushing blood. He saw Artie fly over to him and take his wand out. Harry turned back to the penalty. Cedric was overhead looking for the snitch with Harper marking him. Harry tracked the bludgers while James took the penalty, throwing it past Carrow in the right hoop.

Play started up and Harry shot towards the nearest bludger and rounded it. He batted at it with force sending it flying straight into Derrick's face. Derrick had given himself up to help Montague double Ray. Derrick grabbed for his face and was sent into a tailspin by his jerking movement. Derrick ended up falling to the pitch much to the excitement of the crowd, minus the Slytherins. He was slow to get to his feet waving off Madam Hooch. Wayne had taken the chance and shot the other bludger at Vaisey opening up, Natsumi. She received the quaffle and used her broom to flick it in the far hoop past Carrow.

"Hufflepuff goes up 20 to love," Jordan shouted with a twinge of disappointment. Carrow threw the quaffle out to Montague. Bole slammed into Harry as he was preparing to strike at the bludger. Harry managed to get a backhanded swing onto it but it was off target. Harry turned tightly on his Firebolt ignoring the pain in his side and shot towards the other bludger. Derrick had beaten Wayne to it and sent it at Cedric. Harry beat the ball to Cedric and sent it careening at Derrick again. Derrick managed to move out of the way but Wayne was still near him and sent the bludger immediately at Derrick again. The bludger slammed into Derrick's back and the older boy slumped forward. He hit the pitch hard again. This time he did not get up. He rolled on to his stomach but made no move to get back on his broom.

"And it looks like Slytherin is down a beater! Not that he was doing much anyways."

"Jordan!"

Harry snickered and shot towards an open bludger. Natsumi was taking the quaffle down the pitch out maneuvering Montague and Vaisey. Vaisey grabbed Natsumi's broom and jerked it hard for a penalty. Play stopped again for the penalty and this time it was Natsumi that scored. "And Hufflepuff is up 50 to nil with that penalty."

Harry grinned and dunked out of the way of an elbow from Bole. Before hitting a bludger at Vaisey. The bludger knocked the Quaffle loose and into James's hands. James quickly passed to Natsumi as he was plowed into by Montague. Harry and Wayne fended off Traynor with bludgers. Natsumi and Ray had a break on the Slytherin posts. Natsumi faked a shot and sent it to Ray who shot and scored. Harry and Wayne were running wild over Bole sending bludgers at the Slytherins with ease. "Diggory's seen the snitch!" Jordan shouted over the mic. Harry turned his broom to Cedric. Cedric was a head of Harper both boys matched on speed but Cedric was the better flier. The snitch zigged and zagged across the pitch and Cedric pulled away from Harper. Bole and Montague both took off after Cedric. Harry chased down a bludger and sent it flying at Bole. It hit Bole's broom stick and snapped it in two. Bole yelled as he slammed down into the pitch. Wayne had sent the other bludger at Montague, it connected with the boys arm. Montague veered off course letting Cedric turn to the right unimpaired. Cedric's hand closed around the snitch and Madam Hooch blew the final whistle.

"Hufflepuff wins in a shutout! Hufflepuff wins the Quidditch Cup!" Jordan shouted followed by him muttering, "damn it."

Then the familiar shout, "Jordan!" Harry grinned at his teammates and raised his fist as they gathered around Cedric. Harry looked and saw Bole and Derrick being helped off the pitch by their teammates. Derrick's whole side of his face was black and blue. Harry turned back when Madam Hooch came over to the team. She was holding the trophy in her hands.

With a smile she announced to the stadium, "The Quidditch Champion of 1993-94 season is Hufflepuff!" The Hufflepuff in the stands let loose and stormed the pitch swarming the team.

"That was bloody horrible." Isobel said plopping down at the Hufflepuff table. She put head against the table.

"That bad?" Wayne said with a snicker.

She turned not taking her head of the table, "I think my hand is going to be stuck like this," She said holding her hand up which was still in the position of holding a quill. Susan sat equally as heavily down next to her and seemed to deflate.

"Morgana take me! Why did I take arithmancy." Susan groaned.

Harry used his wand to bring a couple pieces of chocolate pie over, "Here enjoy." He pushed it to the girls. "That was your last exam."

"Yeah, cheers mates," Wayne said digging into his own pie. The boys had already finished lunch their Care of Magical Creatures exam did not last nearly as long as the Arithmancy.

"Shouldn't we eat something first?" Susan said but Isobel was already devouring the pie. "Sod it," Susan murmured and started eating. Harry chuckled and looked around and notice most of the other students in their year who took Arithmancy seemed in similar states of self-inflicted agony.

"So plans for the summer?" Susan asked her friends. They had spoken somewhat about summer but no had definitive plans yet. Any answer was interrupted by owls swooping into the Great Hall. Students were looking up, curious whispers were heard throughout the hall. The mail had already come. Two owls landed by Susan and Isobel. "It's the Prophet," Susan said unrolling the mail. "Merlin!" She said reading the title.

"What?" Harry asked. Isobel tossed her Daily Prophet copy over to the boys while she read over Susan's.

Harry unrolled the copy, "Barty Crouch Sn. fired from the Department of International Magical Cooperation." The headline was flashing across the top of the paper and a large picture of the man in question. Underneath the headline was a small one, "To be put on trial for negligence with former Minister Bagnold."

"It looks like Fudge is doing anything he can to remain in his position." Susan said after reading the article. Harry nodded his head in agreement.

"It says Andromeda brought a suit against the Ministry, Crouch, and Bagnold. Four others; Marius Pugh, Corvinus Urquhart, Philippe de Montmorency and Devon Moon are also being represented by Andromeda in the suit. None of them were given trials either and all were found innocent at recent trials."

"Three of those families are neutrals," Isobel said to Harry and Wayne. Pugh and Moon though favor pureblood supremacy."

"And the other two?" Harry asked.

"De Montmorency are older than my family," Oliver spoke from Susan's other side. "Though most have returned to France and the last of them fled there after Philippe was taken to Azkaban."

"An' Urquhart is he related to that git?" Wayne said with a gesture to the Slytherin table.

"Yeah," Susan said. "His uncle."

"I take it they're not neutral?" Harry asked.

Isobel shook her head, "His father was one who plead the imperious curse. I'm surprised this guy was found innocent."

"If he plead the imperious why did he not say anything about his brother?" Harry asked. No one had an answer for him. Another owl came flittering down to them.

"Flit," Harry had to call out to the bird who wouldn't land and give him the letter. "Come on ya' daft bird." Harry said and finally swiped the little bird out of the air and took the letter. Harry opened it and read it over quickly. A grin blossomed across his face.

"What?" Susan asked curiously.

"Fudge tried to offer Sirius a whole slew off incentives to drop the civil suit. Sirius told him told him to bugger off but he did keep ten tickets to the top box of the Quidditch World Cup Final."

Izzy let out a high pitched scream that had Susan covering her ears. "Good gods Is! Not so loud." She looked to Wayne who was sitting completely still, unblinking and his mouth halfway open. Susan giggled, "Alright there Wayne."

"Ten tickets," He whispered in awe. "Top box."

"I think you broke them," Susan said looking between Wayne and Izzy who was nearly vibrating in place with excitement.

"Want to go flying?" Harry asked Susan while Is and Wayne were frozen in their spots.

"Sure," Susan said with a smile. Harry and Susan left the table laughing at their best friends. Harry reached out and grabbed Susan's hand without realizing it. He pulled her even with him. Susan looked at their hands and blushed but did not let go.

"What else are you doing for the summer?" Harry asked her as they left the castle.

"Well Izzy and her parents invited me to go with them to Germany. They're going to visit Fearghas."

"Right he just got traded to Heidelberg, ya?"

"Yep, he seemed pretty stoked from what Izzy said. Heidelberg's manager is going to give him a chance to start at Chaser."

"Anything else?" Harry asked with a crooked grin.

Susan blushed again, "Just spending time at everyone's house when Auntie is working."

"Wait here I'll get my broom." Harry said dropping her hand. He disappeared into the Hufflepuff locker room. Susan looked at her hand and a dreamy smile appeared on her face. She quickly schooled her features as Harry came back out.

"You still want me to fly with you on this?" Harry asked. Besides Neville, Susan was the least comfortable handling the Firebolt. Neville really did not even want to try it. His first year incident put him off flying.

"Please," Susan said with a nodded. Harry mounted the broom and slid up a tad as Susan climbed on behind him. She wrapped her arms around his middle and leaned forward into his back. Harry was grateful she could not see his blush.

He fought it back and grinned, "Ready?" Susan did not like the smirk in his tone and before she could reply he shot off into the air at full speed.

"Harry!" She shouted and tucked her face against his shoulder. She could feel him laughing. "Prat." She called.

Harry laughed loudly this time but slowed down, "Want to go over the forest?" He asked.

"Sure." She said happy that he slowed down to a reasonable pace. Harry did his first pass of the forest high above the trees. Susan untucked her face and looked about with interest. Harry flew lower this time into the trees themselves. He dipped and dived in and out of trees allowing them both to spot some of the creatures.

"Harry! Unicorns," Susan said happily. Harry slowed and hovered over the clearing where the unicorns were gathered. A few looked up at the two but went back to grazing seeing them not moving closer.

"Yeah Hagrid said he was going to show them to us next year." Harry said as they stayed for a while. Harry took off when Susan prompted him and they flew about the forest some more before Harry flew them over the Black Lake. They saw the giant squid come up and flew in and out of his tentacles.

"Harry we need to get back for the feast," Susan said.

"Alright," Harry said and flew them to the entrance hall. They landed and walked to the Hufflepuff common room. Harry went to his dorm to change while Susan waited for him. He put his broom on his bed. He changed into his school clothes before coming out to join Susan. They walked to the Great Hall with some other Hufflepuffs. Harry and Susan took seats next to Wayne and Izzy.

"And where were you two?" Wayne asked waggling his eyebrows.

Susan blushed so Harry slugged him in the shoulder, "Flying what 'bout you? You look like you haven't moved an inch. Still stunned?"

"Oi!" Wayne replied rubbing his shoulder. "Not every day ya' find out you get to sit in the top box of the Quidditch World Cup!"

"Who said I'm taking you?" Harry said smirking. Wayne's face frozen in horror. Those around him laughed.

"You, you, you're joking righ'?" Wayne stuttered.

Harry pondered for a moment, "Yeah, guess I am." He started laughing with everyone else in ear shot.

"Bastard." Wayne muttered before quieting as the staff came in. The decorations in the hall appeared and changed to Ravenclaw blue and bronze. The Ravenclaws gave a cheer.

The Headmistress stopped at the podium with a smile, "Yes I do believe we have a House Cup to award. In fourth place with seventy-eight points, Slytherin." Snickers rang throughout the hall with a slight amount of clapping. Professor Slughorn glared at his table with disgust. The green and silver students looked down at their plates, though a few held their heads up. The school had noticed a shift in the Slytherins since the punishments had been doled out halfway through the year. "In third place with 294 points is Gryffindor." She pursed her lips a bit at the lions. There was polite applause through the hall, not from the Slytherins. "In second place with 354 points is Hufflepuff." Louder applause was heard thanks to the good relationship between Hufflepuff and the other houses. "And in first place, winners of the House Cup, Ravenclaw with 362 points!" Ravenclaw had nearly drowned out her final words with their cheer. It was the first time they had won it in over eight years. Professor Flitwick looked pleased with his bunch. "I thank you all for an excellent year. Enjoy this parting feast before we meet again next September 1st." The students cheered while the professors clapped enthusiastically.

A/N: So it was short but I really don't have anything to add to POA. I have plans for GOF to be more of a full length story. There's so much you can do with fourth year.

Thanks for reading