King of the Street(A Harry Potter Fanfiction)

Getting on Practice

It was time.

Harry and Seamus both woke, showered, dressed and ate. They had spent the last week getting everything ready, starting with getting the Weasley twins their requested items which included the Slytherin password, those who succeed, work. They told the two princes about the secret tunnels that snaked out of Hogwarts. One lead to the basement of the sweets shop, Honeydukes. From there Seamus planned out where they would meet Mundungus and begin a stake out. Meanwhile, Harry was tasked with prepping any potions and learning any spells that may be useful. With only a week to prep most of the potions were basic and the spells were just as if not more. Most were used to distract and possibly knock out anyone they might come across.

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What was he up to? Where the hell has he been going with that Gryffindor for days on end. And HOW THE HELL WAS HE DOING SO WELL IN ALL THEIR CLASSES.

Daphne jumped to her feet and made a beeline to the girl's showers to try and calm herself down. the hot water felt nice on her tense muscles as she tried, and failed, to not think about Harry Potter. No matter how hard she tried, her thoughts continued to return to the green-eyed boy. She couldn't understand why she continued to think about him. Fine, let's make a list of reasons why Harry Potter is on the mind.

He is handsome, sure it's a little vain, but it is a reason.

He is smart. Not just book smart, but the way he talks and acts, it's obvious that he has life experience that others have not had.

He is witty. This can go with the smart thing, but this is a unique experience for Daphne. Other that her family, there has never been anyone who could trade barbs with her so easily. Sure, Draco would try but his only ammo was his family's social and financial status

He is nice. So far, Daphne has yet to hear a negative word said about Harry. Other than Draco, again, but that was because Harry didn't immediately fall into line behind Draco ad at the same time seemed to somehow be an acquaintance to the Malfoy Heir.

He's dangerous. It's not the rule breaking, it's the ease that which he does it and never get caught, no matter how obvious his actions are.

Daphne had finished her shower and was combing the knots out of her hair. Today was a non-shampoo day so there were extra snags to detangle from her blonde locks. Shaking her head of thoughts about Harry, and once again failing, she dressed in more casual robes and went to the library to meet Tracy for a study session. Daphne sighed as she realized that Tracy will probably want to talk about Harry and Seamus, both of which Tracy found delectable.

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"Would you shut up damnit." Whispered the voice of Harry. The two princes had found the secret tunnel behind the statue of the One-Eyed Witch and were at the entrance to the candy shop Honeydukes.

"Well hurry up then, this isn't exactly the first break in we've done. Or the most dangerous for that matter."

Harry just shook his head and pushed open the hatch that lead into the shop. Harry reached out with his senses and felt three people above them on the main floor. Harry climbed out with Seamus following and they cast their newly learned ward spell. Now, this spell wouldn't make them invisible in terms of actual sight, but it will stop them from setting off most common anti-invasion wards and similar protections. They climbed the stairs as quietly as they could, but it seemed that every step was vying to make the loudest creek. When it seemed like the whole thing was already bust, the boys made it to the door and once again Harry felt his way across the door. Now that they were closer, Harry could sense that two of the people were women and one was a man. The man was still on the main floor, but the two women were walking upstairs and outside of Harry's senses. Harry turned the door handle, but it was locked. He grabbed a small bag from his pocket. It was filled with lockpicks of varied sizes and shapes. Harry began to pick the lock but was becoming increasingly frustrated. He found the sweet spot, but for some reason, the lock did not want to budge. Harry then mentally slapped himself. Magic, duh. Taking a breath, Harry began to feel his magic and directed it into the lock picks. Sure enough, as soon as the magic hit, did the lock open. Letting out the breath he was holding, Harry opened the door and Seamus passed him, giving Harry a look of confusion. Harry just shook his head and motion that he would explain later. Seamus shrugged and lead the way into the shop. They crawled among the shelves, passing from shadow to shadow. There had yet to be any sounds of alarm, so they assumed that the spell was working.