Chapter 22
Harry was still staring into the envelope when James reached the top of the stairs.
"So, do you like it, Harry?"
"Like it? LIKE IT? I love it. Thank you so much. When's the match?"
"In two weeks, so who are you going to take?" James smiled.
Harry pulled the tickets out of the envelope and counted them.
"You, Ron and Hermione. Why did I get these anyway?"
"Well, you kinda saved the world, so your mom and I thought you deserved a treat and what better way to reward a Quidditch player then to buy tickets for a Quidditch match?"
"Thanks, bye."
Harry gave his father a quick hug before dashing down the stairs and out of the room.
"Crazy kid." James muttered and dropped Harry's trunk on the floor.
~~~Living-room~~~
Lily just sat down on a couch when the doors practically flew open and Harry ran into the room. In one hand he was holding the envelope and the four tickets. He spotted her and threw himself around her neck.
"Thank you sooooooooooooooooo much."
"No problem, Harry. You saved our butts, so you deserved it." Lily laughed.
"So, if I save someone's butt, I get to go to a Quidditch match."
"Not exactly."
"Damn."
"Because when you save someone's but, it also involves breaking I-don't- know-how-many school rules and that is something that definitely doesn't need to be rewarded."
"Well, you got a point there, but come to think of it, it was fun."
"Harry!" Lily warned
"What?" Harry asked sweetly.
"You know what I mean."
"If you say so, I'm going to write Ron and Hermione to see if they can come with me to the match, bye."
He dashed out of the room, almost knocking James over who just walked in.
"Watch it, shorty."
~~~A week later~~~
"Harry! Hermione's reply is here." Elisabeth yelled.
Harry flew down, landed and ran over to his sister.
"Thanks." He smiled as he took the envelope from his sister's hands.
He started reading and the smile disappeared.
"Something wrong?"
"Yeah, Hermione can't come to the Quidditch match. She's abroad."
"Too bad."
"Yeah, you know what, you want to go instead of Hermione?"
"Well, yeah, why not."
"Great, that's settled then."
"You know you're the best, right Harry?"
"Yes, but keep saying it, I like it. It sounds great."
This set Elisabeth off.
"Come on, let's get back inside, lunch is being served in a minute." She choked.
"Are you going to make it in before you choke?" Harry asked sweetly.
"No, but if I don't make it, it's your fault you know." Lisa laughed.
"Alright, you win. Come on, let's go."
"Race ya." The girl yelled and took off.
"No fair." Harry yelled back.
"Your problem."
~~~~~~
The other four Potters were seated in the dinning-room eating lunch, when the doors flew open. Elisabeth came running in, Harry hot on her heels.
"Daddy, save me, Harry's trying to kill me!" She begged, hiding behind James.
"Why do you want to kill her, Harry?" Lily asked.
"She cheated."
"Did not."
"What did you do, Lisa?" James asked.
"Nothing, I just raced Harry to the house."
"And she took of too soon."
"She always does that, Harry." Keith laughed.
"I don't have to like it." Harry protested.
"Learn to live with it, Harry. She's not going to change for you." James laughed.
"Well, it was worth a try." Harry surged.
"To bad it didn't work." Elisabeth laughed.
"Now this is solved, would you two please take a seat and eat?" Lily sighed.
"Yes, sir." Both saluted.
"What am I going to do with you two?" Lily sighed again.
"Nothing?" Elisabeth suggested sweetly, before piling foot onto her plate and wolfing it down.
"Elisabeth Lily Potter!"
"What?"
"Didn't anyone teach you table manners?"
"Yes."
"It doesn't look like it."
"Lily, I think she learned her table manners from her godfather." James sniggered.
"Heavens help me."
"You don't need the heavens to help you, mom, you got dad." Harry grinned.
"What is the world coming to?" Lily cried.
"Oh, Lily. It's nice to know you appreciate me." James joked.
This set everybody off.
"You know, I missed this when I was at Hogwarts." Harry confessed.
"Well, you got me next year, so you don't have to be homesick anymore." Lisa joked.
"I can't wait, but what assures there is a Hogwarts at the end of the year?"
"Well, I respect Dumbledore, remember, as long as he is headmaster nobody has to worry. I'll make sure the havoc I create won't disturb classes, except maybe Potions and History of Magic." Lisa swore.
"This I wanna see." James laughed.
"Elisabeth, I'll warn you now, if you don't behave at Hogwarts, I'll come and drag you home personally."
"What do you mean with behave? Behave as in be good like other children or behave as in be good like a Potter?" The girl acted stupid.
"You know what I mean, sweetheart."
"Thank you."
A/N: I hope you liked it. I got a beta-reader! My finals are getting close, so I won't be able to write that much. I will whenever I get the chance, though, please, don't kill me, but review.
Harry was still staring into the envelope when James reached the top of the stairs.
"So, do you like it, Harry?"
"Like it? LIKE IT? I love it. Thank you so much. When's the match?"
"In two weeks, so who are you going to take?" James smiled.
Harry pulled the tickets out of the envelope and counted them.
"You, Ron and Hermione. Why did I get these anyway?"
"Well, you kinda saved the world, so your mom and I thought you deserved a treat and what better way to reward a Quidditch player then to buy tickets for a Quidditch match?"
"Thanks, bye."
Harry gave his father a quick hug before dashing down the stairs and out of the room.
"Crazy kid." James muttered and dropped Harry's trunk on the floor.
~~~Living-room~~~
Lily just sat down on a couch when the doors practically flew open and Harry ran into the room. In one hand he was holding the envelope and the four tickets. He spotted her and threw himself around her neck.
"Thank you sooooooooooooooooo much."
"No problem, Harry. You saved our butts, so you deserved it." Lily laughed.
"So, if I save someone's butt, I get to go to a Quidditch match."
"Not exactly."
"Damn."
"Because when you save someone's but, it also involves breaking I-don't- know-how-many school rules and that is something that definitely doesn't need to be rewarded."
"Well, you got a point there, but come to think of it, it was fun."
"Harry!" Lily warned
"What?" Harry asked sweetly.
"You know what I mean."
"If you say so, I'm going to write Ron and Hermione to see if they can come with me to the match, bye."
He dashed out of the room, almost knocking James over who just walked in.
"Watch it, shorty."
~~~A week later~~~
"Harry! Hermione's reply is here." Elisabeth yelled.
Harry flew down, landed and ran over to his sister.
"Thanks." He smiled as he took the envelope from his sister's hands.
He started reading and the smile disappeared.
"Something wrong?"
"Yeah, Hermione can't come to the Quidditch match. She's abroad."
"Too bad."
"Yeah, you know what, you want to go instead of Hermione?"
"Well, yeah, why not."
"Great, that's settled then."
"You know you're the best, right Harry?"
"Yes, but keep saying it, I like it. It sounds great."
This set Elisabeth off.
"Come on, let's get back inside, lunch is being served in a minute." She choked.
"Are you going to make it in before you choke?" Harry asked sweetly.
"No, but if I don't make it, it's your fault you know." Lisa laughed.
"Alright, you win. Come on, let's go."
"Race ya." The girl yelled and took off.
"No fair." Harry yelled back.
"Your problem."
~~~~~~
The other four Potters were seated in the dinning-room eating lunch, when the doors flew open. Elisabeth came running in, Harry hot on her heels.
"Daddy, save me, Harry's trying to kill me!" She begged, hiding behind James.
"Why do you want to kill her, Harry?" Lily asked.
"She cheated."
"Did not."
"What did you do, Lisa?" James asked.
"Nothing, I just raced Harry to the house."
"And she took of too soon."
"She always does that, Harry." Keith laughed.
"I don't have to like it." Harry protested.
"Learn to live with it, Harry. She's not going to change for you." James laughed.
"Well, it was worth a try." Harry surged.
"To bad it didn't work." Elisabeth laughed.
"Now this is solved, would you two please take a seat and eat?" Lily sighed.
"Yes, sir." Both saluted.
"What am I going to do with you two?" Lily sighed again.
"Nothing?" Elisabeth suggested sweetly, before piling foot onto her plate and wolfing it down.
"Elisabeth Lily Potter!"
"What?"
"Didn't anyone teach you table manners?"
"Yes."
"It doesn't look like it."
"Lily, I think she learned her table manners from her godfather." James sniggered.
"Heavens help me."
"You don't need the heavens to help you, mom, you got dad." Harry grinned.
"What is the world coming to?" Lily cried.
"Oh, Lily. It's nice to know you appreciate me." James joked.
This set everybody off.
"You know, I missed this when I was at Hogwarts." Harry confessed.
"Well, you got me next year, so you don't have to be homesick anymore." Lisa joked.
"I can't wait, but what assures there is a Hogwarts at the end of the year?"
"Well, I respect Dumbledore, remember, as long as he is headmaster nobody has to worry. I'll make sure the havoc I create won't disturb classes, except maybe Potions and History of Magic." Lisa swore.
"This I wanna see." James laughed.
"Elisabeth, I'll warn you now, if you don't behave at Hogwarts, I'll come and drag you home personally."
"What do you mean with behave? Behave as in be good like other children or behave as in be good like a Potter?" The girl acted stupid.
"You know what I mean, sweetheart."
"Thank you."
A/N: I hope you liked it. I got a beta-reader! My finals are getting close, so I won't be able to write that much. I will whenever I get the chance, though, please, don't kill me, but review.