Chapter Three - It's World Cup time!
The tour of the TARDIS was a quick one, due to the fact that a lot more rooms were added, thanks to the interaction with the original.
"So, what all did you learn from the Founders?" asked Sirius once they were back in the control room.
"Plenty," said Harry. "All of us are at least past NEWTs level, though I'm the only one in the grandmaster level. That should tell you just how hard I was trained."
"What do you mean, grandmaster level?" asked Remus.
"I can now do things in potions that would knock Snape's socks off, though I'm not sure I would want to put up with the smell," replied Harry cheekily. The group laughed, including Mrs. Weasley.
"Anyway, Harry, we were wondering if you would like to live with us. I know you're an emancipated minor, but Remus and I would really like your company," said Sirius.
"Of course! Just because I'm emancipated doesn't mean I want to live on my own yet," said Harry happily. The two men smiled. "Besides, we now have a way to travel anywhere and any when we want." Sirius and Remus looked at each other with even bigger smiles.
"We are so using this for our tent at the World Cup," said Sirius.
"World Cup? Oh, the Quidditch World Cup. Man, I almost forgot about it," said Harry. "Hey, since I have all this room, why don't we all go in the TARDIS?" he asked Mr. Weasley. "All I need is the co-ordinates for your camping site and we can be there whenever we want."
"Sure, Harry, but we'll still have to leave early so that I can pay the site owner," said Mr. Weasley.
"Alright. We can sleep in some more once we get there," said Harry. "Anyway, we'd better get back home, so we'll talk to you later." The Weasley parents got up, gave Harry a hug, and left.
"Alright, pup, here's the co-ordinates for #12 Grimmauld Place," said Sirius, rattling off the numbers, which Harry entered in.
"Here we go!" shouted Harry, as the TARDIS roared to life and faded from view.
"I'm beginning to wonder if it's a smart idea to give a kid a way to go anywhere or any when he wants to," said Molly.
"Especially with those two other kids," seconded Arthur.
The Weasleys, Neville and his grandmother Augusta, Hermione, and Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall were invited to Harry's birthday party the next day. Madam Longbottom came because she didn't trust Neville out of her sight unless he was at school, and even then that was pushing it.
Harry had a blast. He received new clothes that fit his now very muscular body, some spellbooks (Thanks, Hermione), some Chocolate Frogs (Ron, you are the cheapest gift giver I know... don't ever change), and a strange, white potion.
"That's the Animagus potion," said Sirius. "It will help you find your form."
"Sirius Black, of all the..." started Professor McGonagall.
"Actually, Professor, I already know my form," said Harry.
"You do?" she asked.
"Yeah, all of us who went on the time trip do. Ron, why don't you go first."
Ron nodded and shifted into a fox... that was the size of a horse and had six tails waving behind him. Ron shifted back and said, "I'm a six-tailed kitsune."
"Very impressive," said Dumbledore.
"Hermione, you're up," said Harry. Hermione then shifted into a panda.
"Oh, how adorable," said McGonagall.
"Harry, I believe it's your turn now," said Dumbledore.
"Well, you see, the thing is... I have ten forms," Harry blurted out the last part.
"Ten forms? What kind of animals do you have?" asked Madam Longbottom.
"Well, my five mundane forms are a wolf, a lion, a falcon, a dolphin and a squirrel, while my magical forms are a Hungarian Horntail, a phoenix, a gryphon, a sea serpent, and a jarvey. The jarvey was a shocker, let me tell you," said Harry.
"Well, shit, son. No wonder You-Know-Who's after you, what with all that power you have. You're probably the only one who could face him if something happens to Albus," said Madam Longbottom
Harry's eyes widened at that.
"Anyway, may I ask for a favor, Lord Potter?" asked Madam Longbottom.
"Of course," replied Harry.
"I would like for you to train Neville here. He needs a confidence boost that I just can't give him."
"Well, you'll have to forgive me, Madam, but you are very intimidating," said Harry.
"Oh, call me Grams. You used to when you were little and Alice baby-sat you," said Augusta.
"Sure, Grams, and yes, I'll train Neville. I was planning on it anyway."
"Just out of curiosity, what are the twins' forms?" asked Molly.
"They're a pair of raccoons. You can actually tell them apart in those forms, as Fred has a black circle mark on his right cheek under the mask marking," replied Harry.
"Thanks a lot, Harry," grumbled the twins.
"Like I'm going to evade her?" Harry asked them.
After the party, Professor Dumbledore took Harry to the Ministry, where he claimed his seats and gained control of Hogwarts from the Board of Governors, which royally upset Minister Fudge, as he was a member of the board. Harry then spent the rest of the time leading up to the World Cup finishing up his homework and spending time with Sirius and Remus.
The three (relatively) young men stayed over at the Weasleys the night before the World Cup. Very early in the morning, Mr. Weasley apparated to the Cup, while the other Weasleys (Bill, Charlie, and Percy included), Hermione, Remus, Sirius, and Harry entered the TARDIS and Harry piloted them to the campsite. Upon arrival, Harry quickly joined Mr. Weasley so that he wouldn't be confused by Muggle money.
The two made it back to the TARDIS and went back to sleep for a few more hours. Their sleep, however, didn't last long, as there was a knocking on the door an hour later, and K-9 alerted him to it.
"There's a group of people at the door, master," said the robotic dog.
"Thanks, K-9," muttered Harry as he crawled out of bed and made his way into the control room and towards the front door. When he opened it, it revealed a large group of people, most of them from school.
"What are you all doing here?" muttered Harry sleepily.
"Well, when all of us got up this morning and looked out of our tents, we saw this strange, blue box, which most of us, being either muggle-born or half-blood, recognized," said Seamus Finnigan, one of Harry's dorm mates.
"Bloody hell, Harry, how did you get so big?" exclaimed Dean Thomas. It seems that Harry forgot to get a shirt on, and was showing off his new physique, much to the joy of the young ladies in the crowd.
Harry looked down, saw his bare chest, and blushed. "Training with the Founders in a time-locked area will do that to a person," said Harry.
The crowd's eyes widened in awe.
"How did...? Wait, does that mean that...?" said Cho Chang, stumbling over her words.
"That this is an actual TARDIS? Yes, yes it is," said Harry. Spotting two others in the crowd he called out, "Okay, Seamus, Dean, Cho, Susan, Hannah, you guys can come in, along with your parents and/or relatives. The rest can kindly leave my property alone." Seamus and Dean came in, followed by Mrs. Finnigan, Cho and her mother Mrs. Chang did, as well, and Susan and Hannah, along with Susan's aunt, Madam Amelia Bones, rounded out the group.
"Now, if you'll kindly follow me to the parlor, we'll have our discussion. Along the way, we'll get the Weasleys and Hermione, as well as my godfather Sirius Black and uncle Remus Lupin," said Harry.
After everyone was gathered and he got a shirt, Harry, the Weasleys minus Arthur and Percy, and Hermione launched into their tale, explaining what had happened since school was let out. To say that the others were shocked is a vast understatement.
"Let me get this straight. You're mother was in truth an alien, and was the cousin to The Doctor. She was blood adopted by the Evans family who somehow managed to retain their magical heritage, even though they themselves were squibs for generations, and when she graduated Hogwarts, started building her own TARDIS, but because of limitations and You-Know-Who, left it to you," said Mrs. Finnigan.
"That's right. I'm Harry Potter, The MD," smirked Harry, while the rest of the time travel group groaned.
"Harry, that was in poor taste. I mean, seriously, The MD?" asked Hermione.
"Well, I am The Magical Doctor," said Harry, who started dodging pillows after he said that.
"Anyway, who's up for brunch," said Harry. Everyone raised their hands. "Great. Let's go to the kitchen and breakfast room."
"I hope your house elf can cook a decent meal," said Mrs. Chang. Harry paused in his tracks.
"Err... I don't have a house elf. I do the cooking myself," said Harry.
"Without a wand?" asked Amelia Bones.
"It's the only way I know how," replied Harry.
"Just watch him in the kitchen, it's a show in itself," said Sirius, and the group continued their journey.
Once in the kitchen, Harry got to work, moving with a grace and rhythm that not even a house elf could match. He chopped, sliced, grated, stirred, flipped, and poured in a manner that shocked everyone save for Remus and Sirius. It wasn't long before he started doing tricks that are normally seen in a restaurant.
"Good lord!" exclaimed Mr. Weasley as the pancake Harry was making was tossed into the air and Harry spun around, grabbed a plate, and caught the food item before it could reach the ground. Harry did this three more times to make a short stack.
"Show-off!" said Seamus and Dean together. Finally, brunch was ready. Pancakes, french toast, pre-made sweet rolls, omelettes, sliced fruit, glasses of milk, orange juice, and coffee were all on the table, waiting to be eaten.
"Well, everyone, enjoy," said Harry as he filled his plate. The others did the same. Once they took their first bite, they all paused, save for Harry, Sirius, and Remus, who kept eating, but had a smirk on their faces.
"Harry, how did you get this good?" asked Hermione.
"I was self-taught. My aunt had me do the cooking ever since I was four," replied Harry.
"Do you give lessons?" asked Mrs. Finnigan, Mrs. Chang, and Madam Bones at the same time. Harry and the others just laughed.
That afternoon found Harry and company sitting outside, enjoying the sun. Harry, Ron and Hermione were coated with suntan oil and working on their tans, or in Ron's case, trying to get his freckles to merge together. Sirius was laying in the shade in his Padfoot form, with Remus right beside him.
Arthur was enjoying the sight of everyone running about, when he saw someone heading their way. He woke Padfoot, Remus and the kids, and called out, "Ah, the man of the hour, Ludo Bagman."
The man coming towards the group was wearing a Quidditch uniform that fit tightly over his now somewhat gone to seed body. After greeting everyone, Ludo started an excited conversation about the cup, but also what would be happening at Hogwarts later. It was at this time that Percy's boss, Bartimus Crouch, came up and reprimanded Bagman for almost giving the secret away.
The two men left, and merchants started apparating along the rows of tents. The trio quickly went back inside for a shower and returned in time to make their purchases. Not long after that, a gong sounded. It was time for the Quidditch World Cup.
It was late at night. The exciting match between Ireland and Bulgaria ended with the Bulgarian Seeker Victor Krum getting the snitch, but with Ireland winning by ten points. K-9 was monitoring the outside perimeter for any activity when his scans picked up a surge of magical energy. Getting a video feed of the outside, K-9 saw that the surge came from a group of men in black robes with skull masks on.
K-9 activated the comm units in each room. "Alert! Alert! Death Eater activity outside! Repeat! Death Eater activity outside!" sounded the robot dog.
Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys scrambled into the control room. Looking at the viewscreen, Harry swore. "Damn it, of all the times for these idiots to get drunk. Alright, Ginny, Hermione, get to the med bay. K-9, defend the front door. Ron, Fred, George, Remus, you guys are to get as many injured people in here as possible. Mr. Weasley, Percy, Sirius, Bill, Charlie, let's go take out some Death Wankers," said Harry, drawing a sword that Darius had given him during training.
Leading the charge, Harry and the others swarmed out of the TARDIS and brought the fight back to the Death Eaters. Harry, wanting to deal the smallest amount of damage possible, started lopping at both wands and wand hands, all while dodging as many spells as he could, though he does take some cuts and bruises. The others were faring just as well, mostly due to the Death Eaters somewhat lack of sobriety.
A few of the Death Eaters, however, were not drunk, and managed to put up some resistance, even when the Aurors came into the fray. Harry managed to get behind the lead Death Eater and bashed his head with the pommel of his sword. With him down, the rest crumbled and were captured.
"Alright, let's see who we got here," said Harry, flipping over the unconscious man and removed his mask to reveal one Lucius Malfoy.
"Perfect. We need to get these guys questioned under Veritaserum, and fast," said Harry, just as Minister Fudge comes up. "Ah, hello Minister Fudge, I was just about to look for you. I was just recommending to the Aurors here that these prisoners be questioned with Veritaserum as soon as possible."
"Now, Lord Potter, surely there isn't any need to do so," said Fudge. "Lord Malfoy here is a generous donator to various worthy causes."
"Minister Fudge, the second you said that, you just confirmed to me that you have been taking bribes from an element of society that wants to do harm and eventually destroy the wizarding world as we know it," said Harry. "Originally, all I had was your bank records from the goblins, which lists all your transactions with Lucius Malfoy, but with that open admittance, my choice is clear. I, Harry James Potter, Lord of House Potter, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin, do hereby call for an emergency session of the Wizengamot for the 19th at 2 PM, with the issue being the presentation of evidence and a vote of no confidence in Minister Fudge."
"Wait! You can't..." started Fudge. Before a flash of white light spread out from Harry and traveled across the countryside.
"It's too late. The session has now been set. I will not see this world ruined by someone who hides their head in the sand and only follows the sound of the heaviest coin bag," said Harry.
"You little brat. When the Dark Lord returns..." Fudge forgot that there were Aurors around.
"You guys might want to check him for the Dark Mark," said Harry to said Aurors. One of the Aurors grabbed Fudge's left arm and pulled up the sleeve. There on his forearm was a faded version of the Dark Mark.
Madam Amelia Bones came forward. "Minister Fudge, as head of the DMLE, I hereby remove you as Minister of Magic and place you under arrest for conspiring with a dark element trying to destroy our world."
"I'll see all of you destroyed for this!" yelled Fudge as he was dragged away by the Aurors.
"Thank you, Lord Potter. Maybe now we can get law and order into our society," said Madam Bones.
"Only if we can keep the other idiots out, which means you need to move fast before someone can get themselves camped in the minister's office," said Harry.
"I'll contact Dumbledore and see if we can get moving, then," replied Madam Bones, who was about to shake Harry's hand, when they both heard a man's voice shout, "MORSMORDRE!" A dark green spark shot up to the sky and exploded into the Dark Mark.
"Not this time. Curator lux lucis!" called Harry. A golden white spark shot from his wand and raced up to the sky, where it exploded into a golden phoenix twice the size of the Dark Mark. The phoenix then blasted its way through the mark, destroying it completely before fading from the sky itself.
"Nice, Care to teach me that spell?" asked Madam Bones who, during that time, had launched a few stunners into the bush where the voice came from.
"Maybe later. Right now we need to see who sent that mark up. Mr. Weasley, Percy, Bill, Charlie, Sirius, can you come with us?" Harry called back to the TARDIS, and the four men came out and walked towards the bush with the other two. A through search revealed a young man under an invisibility cloak that looked an awful lot like the 10th Doctor and a house elf, that Harry, Sirius and the Weasleys met earlier in the night, Winky.
"Wait, that's Barty Crouch, Jr. He was sent to Azkaban around the same time I was along with the Lestranges for driving the Longbottoms into insanity," said Sirius. "He also was supposed to have died at the prison."
"Then what's he doing alive and here?" asked Harry.
"I can explain that," said a voice behind them. Quickly turning around, they find Mr. Crouch and other ministry workers.
"My wife was distraught that our only son was sent to prison. She begged me to rescue him. She knew she was dying, so she came up with a plan. Using polyjuice, she and Barty here switched places. She died in Azkaban in his form, while I hid him at home under the Imperious Curse, though from tonight, he's been getting stronger, more able to resist," said Crouch. "I'll take whatever punishment to care to serve me."
"This will mean a lifetime imprisonment, you know," said Madam Bones. Mr. Crouch nodded. "Aurors, take them away."
"One moment, please," said Mr. Crouch. "I would like to free my elf, so she could find a better home."
"Of course," said Madam Bones. She then eneverated the little elf, who woke up to find people standing around her.
"Winky, I'm sorry, but I'll be going away, and I won't be coming back. I am going to free you so that you may find a better family to care for. It's nothing you did wrong," started Mr. Crouch before Winky could erupt into tears, "it's just that it's time for me to pay for my errors. Barty will be coming with me, so that he can pay for his, as well."
"I wills not be seeing Master Barty again?" asked Winky with tears in her eyes.
"I am sorry, Winky, but that is the way it must be," said Mr. Crouch. Taking off his left shoe, he pulls off the sock and hand it to the elf. "I give this sock to Winky, so that she may find a safer, happier home." Mr. Crouch then puts his shoe back on and walks away with the Aurors, who were dragging his son between two of them. Madam Bones looked around some more and found the wand that was used for the spell.
"Oh, hell, this wand belongs to the Bulgarian Minister's son! I better go and offer an apology or we'll never hear the end of this!" she said before hurrying off to the Bulgarian sector.
Winky looked at the sock in her hand and started to cry. Harry knelt down to her level and asked, "Winky, I know that you have lost someone very important to you, but I would like to ask if you would like to come work for me, both you and Dobby?" With a crack, Dobby appeared next to them.
"Did Dobby just hear that the great Harry Potter wants him to come work for him?" asked the house elf excitedly, all the while jumping up and down. The others in the group started to laugh at the elf's antics.
"Yes, Dobby, but there will be some ground rules. Let's go back to the TARDIS and talk them over," said Harry, getting up and leading the group back to the machine.
The two house elves looked at the interior of the TARDIS in wonder.
"Just how big is this place?" asked Dobby.
"Let's just say that I could hire every house elf in the world to clean this ship, and all of you would still only get 10% of it cleaned before you all died of magical exhaustion," said Harry. "But don't worry, the TARDIS cleans herself. You two will be at #12 Grimmauld Place until I move into a house of my own."
"What exactly does this ship do?" asked Winky.
"With the TARDIS, we can go anywhere in time and or space," replied Ron. The two house elves passed out at that information.
"Well, now that the initiation is over with," said Harry lightly, "let's go home." Harry entered the co-ordinates into the console, and the TARDIS disappeared with a grinding wheeze moments later.
"Harry, I know you use the hand brake to engage the TARDIS' travel, but why do you leave the parking brake on?" asked Hermione.
Harry just blinked. "I really should have read those schematics better. I didn't realize there were two brakes."
"How much you want to bet your cousin doesn't know about that either?" asked Ron.
"No bet. I keep track of him with the scanner, and his TARDIS still wheezes in and out of the time stream," said Harry.
"You gonna tell him?" asked Sirius.
"What are you, nuts?"
AN: Yay! I found a decent stopping point for this chapter. I have been fighting myself on writing this and the other fics to get even a decent paragraph! I am doing the best that I can, but my mind is not co-operating. I think a day in bed, away from everything, is in order here.