Era of Potter (HARRY POTTER FanFiction)

Chapter Sixty-Eight-Prank, Quidditch Cup, and Finals

There was quite the commotion in the Great Hall, just two days after the group had decided on their nicknames. The clouds that had gather in the Great Hall turned out not to be the charmed ceiling, but actually clouds in the room. The rain started to pour down on everyone just after the food for lunch disappeared and everyone screeched at being caught off gain by the sudden downpour. What was more, though the rain had looked like it was just water, as soon as everyone got out of the Great Hall, they found that anywhere their hair was touched by the 'water', had turned bright read which just happened to match the Weasley's shade almost exactly.

When the Weasley twins were caught just outside of the Great Hall, they tried to argue that they weren't the ones that did this and McGonagall couldn't prove it was them because their hair was just as red as the rest of the schools. However, McGonagall was able to find out easily enough that they were the ones that had cast the charm for the downpour, not knowing that the two youngest Weasleys had also cast the spell, not to mention the three other students that had gotten the hair coloring potion in the clouds. She had also failed to noticed that the extra strength potion was made by the last person she would have expected.

After the Weasley twins gave their explanation … "We just fancied seeing what it was like to not have our hair stick out in the crowd" … they received two weeks worth of detention. Harry felt a little guilty about them getting into trouble for this alone but they didn't seem to mind. After all, they were the ones that were credited with the prank that everyone was now laughing about. This bit of knowledge only made Harry pout, having wanted some of the credit too, but he felt better about it once he got to Hagrid's cabin later that day and Sirius had congratulation him on an excellent prank.

The rest of the term went by rather quickly which didn't surprise Harry at all. After all it seemed to him that every minute he had was scheduled out for him (which naturally Hermione had give him a schedule like that). He still had his lessons with Remus learning to cast the Patronus, then there was his Animagus practices which had been going rather well after the potion but he still had several of transformation to do before he was able to actually transform and he had Quidditch practice three times a week. Hermione then would remind him about his studies that he had to do and reluctantly he would force himself to do them. He knew that neither Remus nor Sirius would accept that he got bad grades because he was too busy doing other things. Harry had been surprised when two weeks after his lost against Hufflepuff, there was a package on his bed. There was a note on top of it that said;

Don't lose or you won't get to keep this

Harry frowned at that and the paw print that was at the bottom of the note telling him that Sirius had sent it. His frown turned into a beaming smile followed quickly by hysterical laughter as he looked at the most amazing broom he ever laid eyes on … The Firebolt. His whole team gaped at the broom during the first practice and he let them all have a go on it after the practice. He gave his slightly damaged Nimbus 2000 to Ron, who after learning if he put his weight on the right side the broom didn't wander for him. It actually made him slightly quicker to get to all of the post as well, because if he waited at the center post, he was already facing inclining towards the right, but if the shot was to the left, the broom naturally moved quicker that way.

He had to stop both of his Patronus and Animagus practices the week of the Quidditch cup. Dumbledore had assured everyone that he would not let any more Dementors on the pitch for this game, but Harry was still worried about the fact that his Patronus didn't have a shape yet, though the indistinct shield he had was stronger than it was before. Harry pushed that thought out of his mind as he got ready for the game, because this was the game that decided it all. Three teams were in the running for the victory, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Slytherin, though Slytherin could not do anything to win the game themselves as the other two teams played each other. Gryffindor had to win by a hundred and eighty points (meaning that they had to be up by thirty points before the snitch was caught), Ravenclaw on the other hand only had to win by a hundred points. If neither team did this, Slytherin would be declared the winner. Harry was determined to win, he would not let his team down again, even if another dementor came to try to knock him off his broom, he'd catch the snitch before he fell.