Chapter 19

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August 18th, 1994.

It was finally time for the Quidditch World Cup. We had arrived hours ago, and received glares from the Weasley's. I did the natural thing and discreetly cursed the guys with impotence and Ginny with sterility. What can I say? I was in a giving mood. My successes on my improvements of Black Manor and my studies had put me in a great mood. Half of the key wards would take an Archmage or better to break, at least with brute force.

I just almost fell on my ass!

"Watch where you're going Harry," Sirius said, preventing me from falling.

"Than-" I tried to say.

"Yes, it would be a shame for you to die in such a humiliating way..." A sarcastic, drawling voice said. I turned to face the speaker, and saw Draco Malfoy, flanked by his mother and step-father Lord Nott, and step-brother Theodore Nott. I began draining knowledge from Lord Nott's mind.

"Agreed, but such risks are common for those with complex minds and thoughts. Not that you would understand, being inbred, and magically and mentally enfeebled and all." I said, enjoying the idiots outrage. I noticed his mother Narcissa near him, being prevented from having a public outburst by her new husband, Lord Nott. "Oh, and congratulations Narcissa Nott, you somehow managed to marry someone even more unworthy of you."

"Go to hell, you damned half-blood!" Lord Nott spat. By this time, I had discovered his other reason for being here.

"Unlikely, but save me a seat just in case." I responded coolly. "You really did scrape the bottom of the barrel with this one, Narcissa. You could have come to me, I would have tended to your needs, and would have given you a child of more than near-squib magical power. Draco is an embarrassment to House Black's reputation, but what can we expect from him being part Malfoy? Anyway, have a fun night, and if you're unlucky, I'll see you later." I said, directly to Lord Nott, before rejoining Sirius.

"Nice, Harry, you pissed those idiots off good." Sirius said, with a huge smile.

"I try, fortunately pissing people off is one of my many gifts."

"Yeah, you refused a friendly offer to become an Unspeakable earlier. I thought Croaker was going to have a fit at how quickly he was rejected, and after he went to the trouble to list the working hours and denied you the ability to work from home." Sirius said.

"I was never going to say yes anyway. I have more important things to do."

We entered the Top Box moments later and saw my family, the Tonks, and Granger.

"What took you both so long?" Mom asked suspiciously. She was still paranoid about me sleeping around, and had cock-blocked me all day.

"I saw Draco Malfoy and he mouthed off to me. I had to put the little idiot in his place."

"I'm sure someone will put you in yours sometime soon, Potter." A familiar voice said, drawing my attention. I looked towards the direction it came from, and saw Cort Delacour. My family was glaring at him by this time. I also noticed an incredibly beautiful blond woman, with blue eyes and two miniature versions of her sitting near them.

"War Mage, Delacour. How nice to see you again, I presume this is your family." I said, before gently taking his wives hand and kissing the knuckle. "Mademoiselle," I said politely, which she was amused by. I noticed her husband was getting annoyed, so I continued and repeated the process on his eldest daughter, but I lingered with the kiss and winked at her. I repeated the process on the youngest, but far more chastely and without any flirtation.

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