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Chapter 6: The Circus Freak show



"Hmff, she's so irritating! Look at those teeth!I mean they're dentures! No one's teeth are that perfect!"

"Yeah and look at what she's wearing! Why does she wear those summer dresses all the time... I know It's summer but still! And it rides up to her thigh! No decency whatsoever!"

"Such a slut, she stole him! Probably used that blasted veela charm on poor Harry!"

"No Harry has a strong mental will, he through the Imperius from both Crouch Jr. and Voldemort! And that was fourth year!Harry wouldn't fall for a stupid veela charm.... She must have used a love potion!"

"Yeah! I could check our rooms and see for traces! Maybe I could arrest her and send her skinny swaying ass back to France!"

"You're both pathetic you know that?" Ginny sighed from the corner "I've been crushing on Harry too but I'm not that jealous."

"Jealous, who's jealous?" Hermione asked in avoice.

"I don't know, Ginny must be losing it because Harry's taken. She can't comprehend the possibility that he is dating someone else, that's why she brought up jealousy." Tonks answered back. They both leaned against the window looking down at the couple sitting under a tree. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"Just look at her, offering her lap as apillow to his head, what's up with that?"

"Yeah, I agree, the thought of offering my Body for Harry's pleasure...." Tonks trailed off. She looked at Hermione with wide eyes.

Having enough of their stupidity, Ginny left her room and went outside to fly on her broom. Tonks and Hermione did not take the news of Harry dating Fleur well, and poured their frustration by criticizing everything the couple did, it stopped being funny the second day. The Weasleys took the news well, even Bill, and Ron congratulated him on dating Fleur.



Harry had been practicing the week leading to the duel by himself, separate from the auror drills Kingsley and Moody had him finish every day. He practiced with Fleur there to help him in reflex exercises and dueling partner. Fleur was good, graceful and has an amazing array of curses and jinxes in her repertoire. He also practiced dueling with wings unfurled, as it helped him adjust his dueling style to a more aggressive stance. Having wings that could deflect spells was indeed valuable, his lateral movement greatly increased by the aid of his wings. He could leap forward and, depending on the wind, could travel up to 30 yards. All this was impressive, but he still had an ace up his sleeve.

Harry discovered this ace a week back before he started dating Fleur, when he lost his wand from dueling Fleur's unconventional style. As his wand leaped from his hand being caught by a silent disarming curse, he tried to catch his wand but it was moving too fast. He tried to reach for it desperately with his hand, but it was now in some distance away, when suddenly he felt a tingling sensation in his right wing, similar when he first gripped his wand at Ollivander's. Taking a wild guess, He moved his wing alongside his hand and hand and shouted accio! The wand zoomed back into his right hand in an instant, and in a flash he had Fleur petrified.

From there Fleur helped him explore this new skill, and confirmed his assumption that his left could send of curses. On Fleur's suggestion, he tried to a various curses but only few worked. Surprisingly they were Force based spells, or spells that deal with power based magic rather than complexity based magics like transfiguration and charms. Now he only had for Force Spells, it was the summoning charm, the banishing charm, the blasting curse and the cutting curse.

Although limited in spells, these four were extremely helpful, and harry studied anyway they could be used in the Battlefield. The banishing charm, when his wing was pointed behind him, could propel him forwards at incredible speeds. The blasting curse allowed both his wings at targets and concentrates the fire to break shields; even the strongest standard shield could break under three simultaneous reductos. The cutting curse was also crucial, to injure an opponent and put him down better than a stunning curse. Harry grew easily tired the first few days, practicing the curses with his wings, but his stamina grew the more he practiced. Harry enjoyed flying now more than ever, as banishing charms in every direction allowed him more agility in flight than any quidditch could hope to achieve in a hundred lifetimes.



Whenever there was good news, bad news also followed, as Dumbledore informed him of his plans to announce to the press Harry's new condition. Harry scowled as he heard this. He was not some freak to be paraded around, to be announced on the news. But there was no counter against "The greater Good" card of Albus Dumbledore.



Harry opened his eyes, interrupted from his reflection when would lean down and tickle his nose or face with her hair. Hovering over his face was Fleur's and he raised his left hand to cup her cheek. She leaned against it then kissed the palm. "Let us go 'Arry, it ez time to eat" she said and tried to get up, only to fall back down when Harry burrowed his head further into her Lap. Fleur smiled and said "Do I smell zat good for you to mizz lunch?" "You do" Harry said in a muffled voice. He pressed his face further into her crotch and she flushed. "I do zmell good it zeems, for to refuze lunch?" Fleur said as she grinned. Finally Harry stood offered an arm to pull her up, and after she accepted, both walked back to the Burrow's kitchen holding hands.



Dumbledore, Minerva, Pomona, Filius and Severus were each nursing cups of teas as Harry and Fleur walked in. "Good Day, Harry, Ms. Delacour" greeted Albus. Harry nodded in greeting to him and to each of the heads, while Fleur said "Bon jour" to the Staff. As they all took seats, Hermione and Tonks went down to join them, their subject of spying gone out of view from their observation post at the window.



"Do you wish to inform us on something?"Minerva asked, her keen eyes immediately noticed their joined hands. Harry and Fleur shared a look, and Harry, feeling playful, gave s small upturning of his lips, that Fleur caught. She schooled her features to a serious face.

"Yes we do have something to announce" Harry spoke a he shared a smile with Fleur, and Fleur beamed her happiness to everyone and began to rub her tight hot belly.

"I'm Pregnant!" Fleur said loudly and Minerva went white as she dropped her tea, spilling it everywhere. Albus dipping his last stick of lemon drops on his tea dropped it, and he looked mournfully at it, contemplating if he should hook it with his finger or to magic the candy out. Severus eyes widened, the prospect new Potters literarily flying around Hogwarts made him nauseous. Pomona and Filius both gasped, scandalized at the blatant admission of sex.



Growls were heard as they all turned towards Tonks and Hermione, giving death glares to Harry and Fleur, their eyes looked like they could kill. "How could you!" Hermione Shrieked and Tonks just nodded dumbly, before resuming glaring at Fleur. She too wanted Green eyed cute Potter babies literarily flying at her home. Both Harry and Fleur cracked up at that moment and the others in the room sighed in relief, Minerva giving them 'the ass is mine' looks and Albus gave out a cough to hide his laugh. Severus, along with Tonks and Hermione looked the most relieved, No flying Potter babies yet. Everything seemed to settle down until Harry added"But we regularly have sex, but use protection, so don't worry"





Now the purposed of this exercise is to test all the skills I have drilled into you, and observe how you use them in a real time environment. I will be looking for ingenuity, resourcefulness, and cunning. You cannot go beyond ten feet, you got that lad? Moody asked and Harry nodded. The pitch was packed, close to 30 order members wanted to watch the fight, placing bets amongst themselves. Since most of her trustworthy aurors were also Order members, they inevitably discussed it in their offices, thinking that no one would spy inside the auror's offices. Unfortunately, Amelia had a network of Flesh colored stringed ears, extendable ears she paid handsomely to Fred and George to set up. And once she learned of the fight demanded that Albus let her watch.

The Weasleys were also present, except Percy, and Ron and the twins placing bets with Billy and Charlie behind their mother's eyes. The Hogwarts staff was on a bench, Madam Pohmpfrey joining them. Harry was standing still; he was wearing a black shirt with two 12 inch length cuts on the back, to allow his wings to burst forth whenever he wanted. As Harry stood already with wand in hand, Moody walked 20 feet across from him and then nodded indicating he too was ready. As Kingsley, who was refereeing this match to make sure Moody does not brutally injure the poor Boy. Waved his wand and red shot out, indicating the signal to start.



The two just stared at one another, and Harry decided to force Moody to act first. He faked a look at Fleur's direction, and that had been enough. Moody cast a string of curses, and harry moved to counter turning his body diagonally for quick dodging when needed. Harry blocked of the stunning curse with his shield, but it broke later as a few blasting curses were sent and he ducked slightly to the right. He returned fire, and a barrage of bright yellow 'banishing curses' headed towards Moody. They were surprised at the silent casting and quick wand work. The Kid had good basics, the watching aurors admitted.

Moody conjured a bright bronze shield, and held off the barrage, but it was beginning to crack, so he banished the bronze shield towards his opponent. But Harry must have thought the same thing, and his banishing curse seemed to get there first as it suddenly jerked forward and hit moody in the shoulder, sending him sprawling to the ground. The aurors jeered and Moody stood up, now that he knew the kids movements, he could finish this quickly. Suddenly he sent curses at Harry Faster than Harry anticipated, and Harry's shield crumbled and he ducked to the left. 'There Moody thought, guessing correctly where he would roll to and had already sent 5 curses , 2 stunning and 3 cutting curses. 'Got 'im' Moody smirked, but as Harry was to be hit, he brought out his wings and shielded himself. The Crowd drew breath, most of them have not seen his wing personally, and Amelia Bones was spooked shitless.

Harry pushed off and the wings sent back the curses at their owner, but not accurately. Moody jumped out of the way, expecting him to bring out his wings. He had the advantage though, he can't fly higher than ten feet, which meant he was easy an easy target for Moody.



Harry eyed Moody warily, he planned to outflank him, but he knew that magical eye of his could still see him. Deciding to create distractions, he conjured a dozen birds and sent them around moody, as he took a running leap and with his wings flapping once, he pushed off rushing past Moody and upon landing Pushed off again. Reaching behind Moody in two quick steps, he sent a silent reducto that sent the old auror flying a good twenty feet before landing in a heap. "That was new lad" Moody said as he eyed the dueling dragon robes, singed from the blast. It should have knocked him out, but the robes absorbed most of the damage.



Deciding on giving it his all, Moody conjured a dozen stone golems, surrounding Harry, and then he kept on firing off and banishing boulders to the boy. He knew the wings won't block off aphysical attack, unlike curses and hexes. Harry dodged the curses, sent opposing banishing charms to those sent his way and sent cutting curses and blasting curses to the golems. One by one they were destroyed, as the slow massive hulks kept on missing the little bugger. 'How'd he do that? It was impossible to cast a huge number of destructive spells in such a short amount of time!'Moody wondered as Harry suddenly moved fast for a few second, before completely changing directions in a blink of an eye.



Suddenly Harry appeared almost in front of him, he casted a powerful bronze shield again, but it suddenly broke as he felt several barrages of reductos turn it into scrap heap. 'Damn those Reductos again.' He thought. He casted another shield this, time, one that would get stronger as it absorbed more spells, perfect for Potter he mused. 'He needed to distract the boy and yelled "CONSTANT VIGIL...." A fist suddenly appeared and knocked Moody square in the jaw, Potter had not used any magic, and the shield allowed his fist to pass. Moody made mistake he realized, as the absorpo shield was to be used in long range engagements. He was not constant in his vigilance and Moody paid the price.



The audience watched in disbelief as Alastor Moody fell down to the ground, unconscious as a sixteen year old kid knocked him down muggle style. The bets were all about how long the boy would last against the auror. Harry Potter was only trained a month, and was able to defeat the famous Mad Eye Moody, legendary auror. Then shouts and groans swept across the Pitch. Ron happily collected his earnings from his brothers and some order members. Kingsley Shacklebolt headed to a surprised but happy Dumbledore, and held out his hand. "Pay up" Kingsley said, and a small sack was dropped to his palm. He looked at Dumbledore again and could see the calculating eyes playing out scenarios in his mind.

Harry walked towards Moody and woke him with aspell. Moody snapped his eyes and grinned at Harry, I'm not going to ask you about how you cast so many spells at such a short of time, that's your but well done." Harry smiled and shook the auror's hand and helped him to Madam Pomphfrey."Your training paid off Moody," Harry said as he watched Fleur walk towards him, a beaming smile on her face.

"Aye but the hard work was yours lad, and call me ALastor, you've got your bird waiting for you, go on" Moody said and pushed him slightly. Harry laughed and turned to the approaching figure. He folded back his wings and held his arms wide open. Fleur rushed and jumped into him, giving a big wet kiss on his lips. "'You were Magnifique!" Fleur exclaimed and started dragging him back to the Burrow. They started talking about the duel, and how to improve Harry's capabilities.



Harry headed down after a long hot shower with Fleur to grab a glass of water. Fleur slept early since she needed to accompany them to Hogwarts, along with aurors and a few Order Members, Since the confirmation of the return of Voldemort, order members were now deputized by the Ministry, though a few still prefer to have their Identities hidden. Others like, Minerva, Fleur, Tonks and Kingsley openly admitted as Agents for the Order of the Phoenix. As Harry arrived at the landing before the kitchen, he heard sniffling, taking a peak, he saw Hermione with red eyes, nursing a cup of tea. Taking a seat beside his best friend, he gently placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. She jumped surprised but calmed down seeing Harry.

"You scared me" she said softly before looking back into his eyes. She took a deep breath before and spoke again. "Are we drifting apart now Harry?"

"What?" Harry asked, surprised. "You'll always be my friend Hermione, nothing can change that" he continued. "Then why are we not spending as much time as we used to? You've always come to me for help... now you go to her" Hermione replied. Realizing the situation which surprised even him, Harry replied. "Things change Hermione, people grow up, and make choices."Harry thanked Fleur for their daily talks; he could really see what was happening now. Determined not to feel awkward, he continued.

"However, the one thing constant is our friendship, Hermione" he then smiled at her. Hermione, tears in her eyes, grabbed Harry and cried on his chest, her hands grabbing pieces of his shirt. "Why did you choose her then? I know I'm not pretty enough... I know I have no right..." Patting her on the back. He replied "You are pretty enough Hermione, more than pretty enough, and I thought Ron and you had a thing so I never considered the possibility of us dating" Hermione snorted at the mention of Ron. But kept on burying her face at Harry's chest.



Harry was confused; she did love Hermione, and once thought of her as a sister. But he was taken, and Fleur advised him that whenever this happened, he should make them speak to his mate. Wondering what that meant, he gently lifted her head with a hand under her chin, and forced Hermione to meet his eyes. "The only thing I can say is Talk to Fleur"he said, and thinking this was a kind move since he turned her down, chastely kissed her on the Lips, and trying to keep the mood light, said "Sweet Dreams, Hermy" before climbing back to the stairs, the Cold glass of water forgotten.





He was thinking what Fleur was planning, and why she made those that admitted to liking him talk to her. 'Maybe it's a sorority thing,'He really did not understand Girls, only how to please them, as Fleur taught him.



Dumbledore was happily savoring the taste a lemon drop, as he watched two of his staff argue about the Harry Potter. Severus Snape was concerned that his new found skill in Dueling might spurn him on like his Father and start hexing Slytherins on his whim. 'He would grow a big head just like his father no doubt' Severus thought he could see the Potter brat walking along the hallways, cursing left and right. Minerva on the other hand defended the boy; he was the epitome of a true Gryffindor. He has never started a fight, she argued unlike some Slytherins as she gave Severus a pointed look.



As the Headmaster and the two heads of house, argued, debated, or sucked on a lemon drop, the tiny charms master was lost deep in thought as he viewed the recent events on his mind. He knew those wings were significant. He just did not know where it came from, but somehow he felt he should have known this. Excusing himself from his colleagues, he walked along the quiet halls of Hogwarts. Reaching his private quarters, he looked at the massive book cases searching for an old tome he knew that might help solve apiece of this mystery. Finally spotting the worn leather bound book with brown leather lining, it was bound at the edge like the books of old by a rope made of unicorn horse tails. Opening the journal reverently, it was perhaps older than or as old as Hogwarts Castle.



Reading the first page, it showed:

"The Magical races, before the coming of Man."


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