Author: Pissed Off Poet1 PM
Harry Potter could never be called normal. Not when he was abandoned by his parents when his twin brother was hailed the boy who lived, and definitely not when he returned fourteen years with three adopted brothers in tow, to rock Hogwarts world.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Humor - Harry P. - Chapters: 21 - Words: 52,363 - Reviews: 1,496 - Favs: 2,078 - Follows: 870 - Updated: 01-27-07 - Published: 10-01-06 - Status: Complete - id: 3179386
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Please see authors note at the bottom and chap one for disclaimers.
Harry stoically walked the podium to receive his diploma. He fixed his eyes straight ahead, ignoring the looks that James and Lily Potter sent his way. They had the look of two proud parents, who had led their child thus far, and who are know reaping the rewards. Harry scoffed. He might have agreed to try and sort out this screwed up relationship that he had with them, but they had no justification to stand there and take credit for his accomplishments.
He accepted his diploma from the Head Mistress and stood with his peers while the rest of the class was getting their diplomas. He snuck a look at his brothers and smiled as they nodded back to him. In one more minute the greatest pranks of all time was about to be played, and as McGonagall stepped on to the stadium to address the graduating class, Harry smiled. Everything was going according to plan.
Although he had to, Harry Potter was not looking forward to talking with Adam Potter and his cohorts, but in the best interest of leaving the school with a bang, he swallowed his pride and caught Adam just as he was leaving the Library. Grabbing the boys arm, he steered Adam into an empty classroom and charmed the door shut.
"What do want?" Adam asked.
Harry merely raised his eyebrow and shook his head. After being kidnapped and tortured by Voldemort, Adam Potter had gone from being a confident arrogant prankster to a self conscious nervous wreck.
Harry figured it was time to change that.
"Sit down Adam, I'm not gonna hurt you, Harry said smirking.
Adam cautiously sat down, his eyes never leaving Harry's.
"Ever heard of something called a senior prank?" Harry asked getting straight to the point.
Adam shook his head.
"A senior prank is a prank that the senior class pulls before leaving the school, kind of like leaving their mark for future classes to remember them by. But to pull of a senior prank, we need to get all of the seniors in on it. The prank has already been chosen, but my brothers and I need to get all of seniors in on it, so…I can't believe I'm asking…we need you and your little friends to get all of the seniors that you know to come in on it. There is, for reasons of security, a contract that they have to sign, promising that they will not discuss the pranks with any non seniors including teachers."
Adam's face lit up, a sign of a true son of a Marauder.
He stood up and held out his hand to Harry. "I'm in."
Harry nodded and shook hands with Adam. "Let's give 'em hell."
End of Flashback…
The graduation had gone smoothly so far. The graduating class was seated in the first three rows of the Great Hall with their parents and family behind them. The students sat in rows lining up the walls, while the teachers and staff were seated on chairs on the stage. Head Mistress McGonagall was addressing the parents.
Forty five second until prank time…
Harry looked down the isle at Adam, who gave him a nod. Harry nodded back and made eye contact with a few more other key players who all acknowledged Harry with a slight nod.
"And I would like to say to all of the students and teachers what an honor it is to have such young bright students ready to make the journey to become distinguished member of society…."
Fifteen seconds until prank time…
"Although it has been quiet an exciting year for the graduating class I am inspired by the way these students sitting before you have come together not only as students, but disregarding the house rivalries that have plagued Hogwarts for so long, and have come to work together as one student body…"
Five seconds until prank time…
"And finally I would like to thank four boys in particular who are responsible for-" Professor McGonagall stopped suddenly and looked at the ceiling over head which was suppose to be showing a clear bright sky, but instead dark clouds were rolling in, and something was happening inside of Hogwarts that had never happened before.
It began raining in the Great Hall.
All of the professor and even some of the parents waved their wands at the ceiling to try and make the rain stop, but it seemed to have to opposite effect, the rain started coming down harder, flooding the Great Hall, as the students started to panic, the chairs magically, and to the teachers confusion turned into life boats.
McGonagall scurried into a life boat, and couldn't help but catch the smiles on the faces of the graduating class. Casting a sonorous on herself she addressed the class.
"Everyone please stay calm, and I gather this is a prank set of by the entire graduating class, so I ask that the students responsible please STOP THE RAIN!"
The students and some of the teachers couldn't help but laugh at her exasperated tone, as the water was rising well above ten feet. And some of the students could be heard singing "Row row row your boat"
The was obvious that the doors to the great hall couldn't stand much more pressure from the water and soon gave out sending a literal sea of people out of the great hall, out the main doors and on the lawn of the school. The students and parents got a good laugh out of the whole prank, and by the end, having assured herself that no students were injured, and most of the graduating class, who still wasn't playing in the water were performing drying spells on the younger students.
She stood there helpless for a moment before she saw none other then Harry Conway and his brother walk over to her.
"I suppose this was your doing," she said, but not quite managing to keep the smile from her voice.
Harry shrugged in response, his face showing no emotions. "The seventh years decided to go out with a bang. You know what karma is, Headmistress?"
McGonagall shook her head.
"Karma is a sum of all that an individual has done is currently doing and will do. Karma is not about retribution, vengeance, punishment or reward. Karma simply deals with what is. The effects of all deeds actively create past, present and future experiences, thus making one responsible for one's own life, and the pain and joy it brings to others. It's basically Law of Cause and Consequence/Effect()." Jake explained.
McGonagall nodded and look over their shoulders to the very wet, but very happy student body.
"Flooding the Great Hall was our way to give the students a fresh start for next year. They won't have to face the same things that we did. They won't have to look over their shoulders when their in Hogsmeade, or be concerned about family and friends being attacked. They get a worry free should year. Well about as worry free as one came be." Nick said, motioning to all of the happy students playing in the water.
Drake had turned the flooding water into a pool of sorts and conjured some sand, much to delight of the younger students before turning to McGonagall.
"And besides what kind of pranksters would we be if we didn't leave are mark. Besides I think we started something here," he said and pointed to three sixth years who were already planning next years prank. Snape who was still very wet walked up to McGonagall just in time to hear Drake's comment.
"Are you just going to let them get away with this?" Snape demanded.
Harry and his brothers just laughed. "What are you going to do sir, give us detention?"
Even McGonagall laughed at that one.
"Oh lighten up Uncle Severus. It was a just a bit of fun, no one was hurt, and no permanent damage."
Severus turned to his Godson and gave him a down right scary looking smile. "Just for fun?" he asked advancing on his Godson. Severus waved his wand and soon Drake was drenched head to foot in water. Drake began firing back his own spells and soon the two were having an all out brawl.
Harry turned to McGonagall who was laughed at the sight. "Well Harry if you did nothing else, you got a very recluse man to open himself back up to the world. And for that I commend you," she said holding out her hand for him to shake.
Harry to the proffered hand and shook it with gusto.
"Thanks," he said.
"So what do you and your brother's plan on doing now?"
Harry shook his head and spotted Nick and Jake talking with their father. While Drake was still trying to dodge Snape's spells, with the rest of the student body looking on in disbelief.
"I don't know; travel a bit I suppose. We still have a lot to learn and our father still has a lot to teach us. He shook her hand once more, nodding to Drake who was standing over a hog tied Professor Snape. He patted his brother on the shoulder, Drake getting the message, followed Harry to the rest of their brothers. With their guitars slung over their shoulders and Nick's drum sticks sticking out of his back pocket, they left Hogwarts, never looking back.
When September came again, much to the student's disappointment, the sorting hat sang a song, but instead a song of warning, it was a song of renewed hope, realizing that finally the houses had finally been brought together. He sang about four boys who had made there mark in Hogwarts and would always be remembered, not just for the downfall of Voldemort, or for bringing down a very powerful, or a very corrupt headmaster, but for changing the idealistic views that the school once held. They were remembered for using not magic, but words to unravel all of prejudice that so many before them had installed. It was their words, their songs that were remembered.
Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Jacob Connors, and Neville Longbottom, had taken the best attributes of every house and merged it into what would be always remembered as the greatest adventure of and Hogwarts student. Their story would be passed on from generation to generation.
Because on the wall just outside of the Great Hall, were the last remnants of the Conway brothers.
"I've never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. I don't understand people who hide from their past. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now." -Sophia Loren
A/N: Okay it is the end for real this time. Sorry it's been so long since I've posted this, although for awhile there I wasn't planning on it. Thank you guys so much for sticking with me. This chap has not been reviewed by my beta, because she is MIA, so you'll have to bear with me and keep that in mind if you guys review.
() the explanation of Karma was basically cut and pasted from the encyclopedia. And I obviously lay no claim to the quote by Sophia Loren.
I am currently working on my new story (yes!) I've got two chaps done and am working on the third, but it will be awhile before I post it, just to make sure everything that I have will stay. So here is a little preview of my new story:
It was a balmy night; the leaves on the drooping water deprived trees rustled slightly trying valiantly to catch the breeze that whispered through Privet Drive. Only a smattering of stars lit up the moonless sky stretching out across the houses. Each house was dark because of the late hour, every house that is, except one.
A dim light showered the street below from the second story window of number four Privet Drive. But to anyone looking up, trying to catch sight of the person upsetting such a peaceful dark night, not a soul could be seen. The only thing that any on looker could have seen was the back wall and the outline of a ragged looking wardrobe. They would assume of course that the light had simply been left on and forgotten about.
But what any ordinary Muggle would assume to be a forgotten light, the two wizards looking into that dim light in the smallest bedroom of number four Privet Drive knew different. They knew that the room in question belonged to the savior of the Wizarding word. They had not seen hide or hair of Harry Potter since he had arrived home from his fifth year and the wizards were starting to get nervous, but Dumbledore had been unrelenting about his orders to stay away from Harry...
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