It had to hit here, it did.
ôRight, Harry,ö smirked Ron. ôLike this has all happened before.ö
The last Potter would have snorted except for two things: he was eating and this certainly hadnÆt been the æfirstÆ time he tried to explain things to his friends.
ôReally Harry,ö sighed Hermione, ô you have to have proof that this is real.ö
ôAnd aside from my memories,ö Harry said, pausing between bites of roast beef, ôand my power following me, care to tell me what follows through time loops?ö For a logical girlùsomething extremely rare in the magical worldùHermione had a very small imagination.
Seeing her embarrassed look, he sighed. ôFine, then IÆll give you a bit of future information.
ôThat bloody Goblet is going to ruin my life in a few minutes.ö
ôHow?ö asked Hermione.
ôItÆll spit out my name,ö Harry said.
RonÆs eyes went wide. ôHowÆd you get past the Age Line? It was the cloak, wasnÆt it? How come you didnÆt get me so I coulda put my name in it?ö he finished with a glare.
ôI didnÆt put my name in it, Ron,ö glared Harry harshly. ôGet your head out of your ass.ö
ôHarry!ö Hermione said, scandalized her friend would use such language.
ôYou know, itÆs reasons like this I go into other houses in the Loops,ö he muttered.
ôOther Houses?ö Hermione asked, Ron still huffing at how Harry had reacted to what he considered honest questions.
Harry nodded. ôSlytherin tends to be a bloodbath, but I can usually pull it off without killing all of my year,ö he said, fondly remembering the many assorted æaccidentsÆ he had arranged. One never really got tired of seeing the upstart Emerald Trio of Crabbe, Goyle, and Ponce Malfoy dying in such interesting ways.
Of course, those Loops usually ended with the Gray Lord Potter taking over everything. But he felt dealing with Malfoy for even one day was worth at least one measly harem.
ôAnd Hufflepuff is fun, once you give them some direction beyond drowning their issues in fatty foods. YouÆd be surprised how often I end up with them as a personal army and conquer the world. I never plan to, mind you. But it just always sort of happens with them.
ôAnd Ravenclaw àwell, youÆd be surprised what one can accomplish with some great brains backing you up,ö he said with a smile. Not that he was thinking about how smart girlsùpresent company includedùtended to be really kinky.
His friends just stared at him, eyes wide, trying to digest the difference in the Harry before them and the one they thought they knew.
ôYouÆre loony,ö Ron stated, utmost convinced.
ôConstantly repeating seven years at Hogwarts canÆt be good for your health, so thatÆs pretty much a given,ö snorted Harry. ôAnd just so you know, the Cannons never win.
ôHermione, S.P.E.W. will never take off because you never accept that you are taking a solitary view of what a House Elf wants without bothering to understand any of the principles behind it, somewhat like how the Pureblood bigots believe they know what is best for Muggleborns.ö
Her face paled, as if he had just revealed himself to really be Voldemort. ôHow à how could you?ö she asked in a whisper.
Harry shrugged. ôBecause I saw you make it and fail thousands of times. IÆve seen you jump Ron during the Battle of Hogwarts when he wanted to warn the elves because this wasnÆt their fight and he didnÆt think they should be cut in the crossfire.
ôIÆve also talked to the elves,ö he finished with a glare. ôDobby is the exception, not the rule. You want to improve House Elf rights, make sure theyÆre protected from people like Malfoy, not from everyone.ö
ôHarry Potter!ö gasped Dumbledore, as the fourth paper from the Goblet of Fire was read.
ôNow if youÆll excuse me, I got a polyjuiced Death Eater to reveal and old RiddleÆs plans to foil. Later,ö he said with a smile, before standing up with a glare at Malfoy.
ôSo this is your attempt to ædefeatÆ me this year,ö Harry said with a dismissive snort, trying to mess with Malfoy's reputation once again. The little priss always did seem to think his name made him better than everyone, so why not blame Malfoy for any stupid and hairbrained plans that befell Harry. ôClearly didnÆt think this one out. Must be the Malfoy in him; a Black would never do such a à Gryffindor thing,ö he finished with a smile, as he made his way to the doorway, trying not to burst out laughing at MalfoyÆs red face. It was almost as much fun as making his loving relatives be nice.
Now à how to get Old Barty Jr. to be revealed and somehow à make it seem like Snape planned it?
ôRight, Harry,ö smirked Ron. ôLike this has all happened before.ö
The last Potter would have snorted except for two things: he was eating and this certainly hadnÆt been the æfirstÆ time he tried to explain things to his friends.
ôReally Harry,ö sighed Hermione, ô you have to have proof that this is real.ö
ôAnd aside from my memories,ö Harry said, pausing between bites of roast beef, ôand my power following me, care to tell me what follows through time loops?ö For a logical girlùsomething extremely rare in the magical worldùHermione had a very small imagination.
Seeing her embarrassed look, he sighed. ôFine, then IÆll give you a bit of future information.
ôThat bloody Goblet is going to ruin my life in a few minutes.ö
ôHow?ö asked Hermione.
ôItÆll spit out my name,ö Harry said.
RonÆs eyes went wide. ôHowÆd you get past the Age Line? It was the cloak, wasnÆt it? How come you didnÆt get me so I coulda put my name in it?ö he finished with a glare.
ôI didnÆt put my name in it, Ron,ö glared Harry harshly. ôGet your head out of your ass.ö
ôHarry!ö Hermione said, scandalized her friend would use such language.
ôYou know, itÆs reasons like this I go into other houses in the Loops,ö he muttered.
ôOther Houses?ö Hermione asked, Ron still huffing at how Harry had reacted to what he considered honest questions.
Harry nodded. ôSlytherin tends to be a bloodbath, but I can usually pull it off without killing all of my year,ö he said, fondly remembering the many assorted æaccidentsÆ he had arranged. One never really got tired of seeing the upstart Emerald Trio of Crabbe, Goyle, and Ponce Malfoy dying in such interesting ways.
Of course, those Loops usually ended with the Gray Lord Potter taking over everything. But he felt dealing with Malfoy for even one day was worth at least one measly harem.
ôAnd Hufflepuff is fun, once you give them some direction beyond drowning their issues in fatty foods. YouÆd be surprised how often I end up with them as a personal army and conquer the world. I never plan to, mind you. But it just always sort of happens with them.
ôAnd Ravenclaw àwell, youÆd be surprised what one can accomplish with some great brains backing you up,ö he said with a smile. Not that he was thinking about how smart girlsùpresent company includedùtended to be really kinky.
His friends just stared at him, eyes wide, trying to digest the difference in the Harry before them and the one they thought they knew.
ôYouÆre loony,ö Ron stated, utmost convinced.
ôConstantly repeating seven years at Hogwarts canÆt be good for your health, so thatÆs pretty much a given,ö snorted Harry. ôAnd just so you know, the Cannons never win.
ôHermione, S.P.E.W. will never take off because you never accept that you are taking a solitary view of what a House Elf wants without bothering to understand any of the principles behind it, somewhat like how the Pureblood bigots believe they know what is best for Muggleborns.ö
Her face paled, as if he had just revealed himself to really be Voldemort. ôHow à how could you?ö she asked in a whisper.
Harry shrugged. ôBecause I saw you make it and fail thousands of times. IÆve seen you jump Ron during the Battle of Hogwarts when he wanted to warn the elves because this wasnÆt their fight and he didnÆt think they should be cut in the crossfire.
ôIÆve also talked to the elves,ö he finished with a glare. ôDobby is the exception, not the rule. You want to improve House Elf rights, make sure theyÆre protected from people like Malfoy, not from everyone.ö
ôHarry Potter!ö gasped Dumbledore, as the fourth paper from the Goblet of Fire was read.
ôNow if youÆll excuse me, I got a polyjuiced Death Eater to reveal and old RiddleÆs plans to foil. Later,ö he said with a smile, before standing up with a glare at Malfoy.
ôSo this is your attempt to ædefeatÆ me this year,ö Harry said with a dismissive snort, trying to mess with Malfoy's reputation once again. The little priss always did seem to think his name made him better than everyone, so why not blame Malfoy for any stupid and hairbrained plans that befell Harry. ôClearly didnÆt think this one out. Must be the Malfoy in him; a Black would never do such a à Gryffindor thing,ö he finished with a smile, as he made his way to the doorway, trying not to burst out laughing at MalfoyÆs red face. It was almost as much fun as making his loving relatives be nice.
Now à how to get Old Barty Jr. to be revealed and somehow à make it seem like Snape planned it?
