Lady Celestial Stars wonderful story

Part 82

Chapter 82: Ireland Vs. Bulgaria

Notes:

I don't own Harry Potter

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Chapter Text

Harry woke up the next morning unenthusiastically, he felt apprehensive about the days readings. He didn't want to think about last year, let alone go through it piece by piece. He groaned as he lifted his head from the pillow and ran his fingers through his hair.

"You up yet Harry?" said a voice coming from the sitting room.

"Coming Dr. Clark." said Harry tiredly.

He left the bedroom where he and Sirius shared and walked out to the sitting area.

"You slept in kiddo." said Dr. Clark as he read the London paper, courtesy of Dumbledore.

"What time is it?" asked Harry rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"About nine —thirty." said Dr. Clark.

"I'll bet I pissed off a few people." said Harry with a smirk.

"Lee Jordan wasn't too happy, but when Sirius said you weren't feeling good, he clammed up real tight." said Dr. Clark with a smile. "Dumbledore said that if you just wanted to rest, they can postpone the readings."

"What do you think?" asked Harry.

"It's not my decision, it's all up to you." said Dr. Clark. "But, one day just so you can sleep, won't hurt."

Harry sighed. "I guess we'd better get this over with."

"If you want to take a nap during it, no one will argue." said Dr. Clark throwing an arm around Harry's shoulders.

Harry smiled softly and walked down to the Great Hall with Dr. Clark.

Once he got down there, Remus, Sirius, Mrs. McFinn, Mrs. Weasley, Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey came up to them. Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George were held back by Charlie and Bill.

"Are you alright, dear?" asked Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. McFinn.

"You sure you're up for this cub?" asked Remus and Sirius.

"Severus can give you a sleeping potion if you just wish to sleep today." said Dumbledore.

"Where does it hurt, Potter?" asked Madam Pomfrey.

Harry took a step back, "Can I get a chance to breathe here?"

"Sorry." said Sirius and Remus taking a large step back. "Want some breakfast? The table is still here."

Dumbledore lightly ushered Harry over to the bowl, and when he sat down, he tossed the phoenix blanket on Harry's lap. Sirius and Remus brought him over a plate of omelets, sausages and toast.

"Eat as much as you can." said Remus.

"I'm not hungry." said Harry putting the plate over to the little table.

"Can you at least choke down a bit of toast?" said Sirius pleadingly.

Harry looked at the plate, and begrudgingly took a piece of toast.

"My turn to read!" shouted Lee loudly.

Harry curled up in the bowl chair and munched slowly on his piece of toast.

Lee grabbed the book that had been unveiled for a short while. "Eighth chapter."

"Least mom will see we won our bet." said Fred.