Harry Potter and the Quidditch Tournament

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Chapter 3

"What do you think about this shirt, Harry?" Hermione asked. She was holding up a dark, forest green shirt. "It will look really good on you. It's the same color as your eyes."

Harry nodded in agreement. He was glad to be getting new clothes but after being in this clothing store for nearly two hours he was ready to leave. He already had a large pile of clothes sitting on the counter waiting to be purchased and Hermione was still pulling more off the shelves and racks for him to try on.

"Hermione, don't you think that I picked out enough clothes yet? I have enough here to clothe all of the sixth year Gryffindor boys twice over." Harry said. "I guess you're right. I was getting a little carried away wasn't I? Why don't you go try those on and then we can sort through and decide what we want to keep." Hermione said and handed Harry a large pile of clothes.

After trying on the clothes he and Hermione started sorting through the considerable pile of clothes. They finally settled on three pairs of blue jeans, two pairs of khaki pants, eight different t-shirts, a pair of dress pants (Hermione insisted that he have a set of nice clothes), a dress shirt, assorted pairs of socks, and a pair of newnis nis shoes.
ce Hce Harry had paid foe cle clothes Remus shrank them and gave them back to Harry to put in his pocket. By the time they were finished at the clothing store it was nearly one o'clock and everyone was starting to get a little hungry. Harry heard his stomach growl. Hermione smirked at him, "Why don't we go back to the Leaky Cauldron to get something to eat?" she asked.

"Sounds good to me, I was getting kind of hungry, and we all can tell Harry is." Remus said. They walked back to the Leaky Cauldron and found a table to sit at. They looked at the menus and told Remus what they wanted and he went up and told Tom what they wanted. It was pretty packed and they hadn't been sitting down for five minutes before people recognized Harry and came up to ask him about what had happened at the Ministry at the end of last year.

"Mr. Potter, I believed you when you said that he-who-must-not-be-named was back. It was horrible the things that were printed about you in The Daily Prophet last year, simply dreadful," said a rather nervous looking witch.

"I'm from the Daily Prophet. How about an interview? Aren't you Hermione Granger? You were with Harry Potter at the Ministry we're you? What do you have to say about what happened?" said a wizard with a scroll and a green quick-quotes quill.

Hermione looked over and saw that Harry looked as though he was in an extreme at oft of pain being reminded of Sirius' death. It broke her heart to see Harry in so mucin. in. The people asking questions didn't even seem to notice the pain they were causing him. When one witch asked if he saw Sirius fall through the veil when he was hit by a fellow death-eater's curse, Hermione had had enough.

"That's it! I have had it! We are sitting here trying to enjoy a nice lunch which all of you insisted on interrupting. Well we answered all of the questions that we are going tswerswer at the end of last year. So if that is all I suggest that you all leave." Hermiyellyelled over the noise of the people that were questioning them. They all turned and stared as though they couldn't believe that such a loud demand could come out of such an innocent looking young-lady. The Daily Prophet reporter was writing furiously with his quill.

"Thanks Hermione, I don't know how much more of that I could have taken." Harry said when all of the onlookers had dispersed. "Although I think that now that there will be an article in the Prophet about how you snapped at being asked a few questions by some merely concerned citizens." He said the last sarcastically.

"I don't think that we'll be bothered anymore today so why don't we just order our lunch and get going?" Remus said. "I'm not really hungry any more. I just want to go back, if it's ok with you." Harry said looking intently at the table in front of him. He was afraid that if he looked up at Remus and Hermione he might start to cry. 'I have already cried enough. I don't need any more people telling me that they know what I'm going through.'

"Sure, I'll go cancel ord order and we can floo back to Mrs. Figg's house. Just wait here, I'll be right back." Remus got up and walked over to the bar to talk with Tom. Hermione turned and looked at Harry. Sensing that someone was looking at him he looked up. Hermione could see that Harry's bright green eyes were shiny with unshed tears. She reached over and pulled Harry into a hug.
n't n't you for one minute blame yourself for all of us getting hurt and Sirius dying. We all chose to go there, even Sirius; he wouldn't want you to be upset, he would want you to go on and keep living." Hermione said pulling back from the hug. "He died fighting for what was right. You parents would have been proud and you should be too."

"Thanks 'Moine, everyone's been saying that to me since we got back to school after it happened, but none of it really hit me until youd itd it. You always know exactly what to say to cheer me up." Harry said. He leaned over and was going to kiss Hermione on the cheek but just as he did she turned her head and they ended up kissing on the lips. Harry felt as though a jolt of electricity went through Bot Both teens jumped back and Harry turned red. "Sorry I didn't mean to do that." Harry stuttered out.

"Am I interrupting anything?" Asked Remus clearly amused at their embarrassment. He had walked up just ime tme to see Harry kiss Hermione. When he asked them about it they both turned even redder. "No, nothing at all," said Hermione trying to hide her embarrassment about the situation.

"Alright then, let's get going," Remus said. 'They remind me so much of James and Lily,' he thought to himself. He led both of the teens over to the fire place. Both were till extremely embarrassed and Hermione was so red she looked as though she might burst into flames any second. Hermione stepped into the fireplace and said "Mrs. Figg's House." Next Harry did the same and then Remus. As soon as they had dusted the ashes off of them Mrs. Figg led Remus into the other room to talk to him.

Harry and Hermione both sat on the living room couch, unsure of how to act. They were both still embarrassed over what had happened. After a few minutes of awkward silence Remus came back in the room with a sad look on his face. "Hermione," he said sitting down beside her. "There's been an attack. Death Eaters attacked your house. Luckily your parents hadn't left from work yet, but your house was completely destroyed. Dumbledore has put your parents into hiding, and is sending a letter to Harry's relatives. With all the spells that were put on it it's the safest place for you to be."

Harry put an arm around Hermione. She cried into his shoulder. 'This is all my fault. If Hermione wasn't my friend her house would never been attacked.' "I'm so sorry 'Mione. It's all my fault. If..." Harry started to say. "Harry, stop that this instant. What did I tell you about trying to blame yourself? It's no ones fault except Voldemort's. Harry I'm a muggle- born and I helped put some of his Death Eaters back in Azkaban. If he didn't like me because of the former he hates me even more because of the latter. My parents know that my speaking out against Voldemort is dangerous but they taught me to do the right thing and that's what I'm doing."

"I know that you're right but I just can't help it. I still feel really responsible." Harry said hugging Hermione tighter. "Tonks is at your house trying to see how much of your clothes weren't destroyed. She's going to bring them over to Harry's later. We need to get both of you over there. I need to come with you to talk to the Dursleys to tell them you're staying there." Harry walk out after Remus with his arm still around Hermione.

When they got to the door Dudley answered it. He scowled at Harry over the fact that he had his arm around a girl. When he noticed that Remus was standing witem hem he got very pale and ran into the kitchen. "Who was at the door Duddy-kins? Was it one of your lovely friends?" Aunt Petunia said wal ove over to the front door. "Why didn't you invite them in?" When she saw that is was just Harry and some of those "freaks" she paled. "Vernon it's some of those people. Just like the boy."

"I want you out of my house this instant! I won't mor more of his unnaturalness under this roof! You, Boy, up to your room this instant." Uncle Vernon said turning more and more purple. "Mr. Dursley, need I remind you of the warning you got from the order? I sure Dudley wouldn't like to have to get a pair of pig ears removed to match his tail." Remus said. He had his wand pointed at Dudley.

"Fine, come inside. I don't want the neighbors to find out about his abnormalities." Uncle Vernon said quickly ushering them inside and slamming the door behind them. He took a seat in a chair on the other side of the room. "Well, what is this about?"

"Hermione's house was attacked by Death Eaters, and her parents have gone into hiding. The safest place for her to be is here. Prof. Dumbledore has told me to inform you that she is going to be staying here with Harry until they are able to return to Hogwarts." Remus stated calmly. He made it sound more like an order than a request.

"What makes you think that we're goto tto take in another one of you people? I'm not exposing my son to even more of your freakish abilities, end of discussion" Vernon stated firmly.

"I guess you misunderstood me. This wasn't a request; we were merely informing you of what was going to happen. Hermione will be staying here and the same that goes for Harry goes for her. Harry, Hermione if they give you any trouble owl me and I'll come straighten them out. I have to go. They need all the Order members for a meeting. I'll see you later. Take care Harry."

After Remus left, Harry led Hermione up to his room. "I think I'm going to take a nap now. I kind of tired from shopping today. If you need anything just wake me up. The bathroom is the second door on the right. The first door is Dudley's and and the room at the end of the hall is my aunt and uncle's." Harry said as he took off his shoes.

"I'll be fine Harry; you look like you could use the rest. I'll just read a book until you wake up, then we can talk." Hermione said. If she said anything else Harry couldn't tell because as soon as his head hit the pillow he was asleep.