Ner words in this chapter: 2,059
"English"
'Thinking'
„Slovak"
{Talking on the Floocall/through two-way-mirror/through Patronus}
—Parseltongue—
Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others
Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper
Time change/Date of time
Change of POV
Chapter XII
–Quidditch and De-Gnoming–
Tuesday, 2 September 1969
HK-P's POV
Harry was mid-workout when he felt stared at. He looked up and saw on the Great Hall's windows several students spying him.
Suddenly he realized how Viktor must have felt every time he worked out with all the fangirls running after him....
Rolling his eyes, he run into the Quidditch pitch to do his workout session in privacy. He completely ignored the whining that followed him all the way from the castle.
"Is it anything like you remember?" He heard a while later after he almost stomped a third of the grass growing with his running.
Harry stopped and stared back to see Voldemort arriving with the trio, the boys were running towards Harry at once. Harry made a show of looking at the tall grass and weeds all over the pitch and then at Voldemort with a raised eyebrows.
"Well... I could say it's an improvement from the literal fire it was on during my last time I was here." He agreed, remembering the battle against Voldemort. The Last Battle... the Battle to End All Battles... or so it used to be called... no one had been ready to what would come next...
To think that he now had to be on the opposite side... and all because of Muggles...
"I don't know if you are being rhetorical or not." Voldemort said unsure.
"On the day I defeated you Hogwarts was on literal fire." Harry shrugged and smiled at Jimmy at being handled a towel and a change of fresh clothes. "Thanks, Jimmy. Let's go see how the changing rooms are and if the hot waters are working."
"But I love to hear about Daddy's past story..." Ally whined.
"Daddy is all sweaty and needs to take a shower, Sweetie. Why don't you ask your Papa for your favourite fairy-tale story instead?" He argued as they entered the locker room and House-elves popped in to clean out the dust and spiderwebs. "It's Papa's favourite as well."
Jimmy and Ally turned towards Voldemort wide-eyed.
"It is?" They asked hopefully.
"I'm afraid you need to be more specific, Boys. I hardly know any Muggle fairy-tale. I preferred more mature books even when I was your age."
Ally approached Voldemort, who literally had to lower down so the boy would whisper to him. Harry looked at them from where he was undressing his sweaty clothes, letting them fall to the floor. Ally spoke with Voldemort but still refused to talk before the House-elves...
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