Reposted: November 27, 2021
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Virtually nothing changed regarding the Death Eaters attacking, so I skipped to a few days later
Summary: the Quidditch World Cup ends on a sour note; Harry and Tom take a walk, then a shower; Harry messes up Tom's hair
SCENES OF TERROR AT THE QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP
"Ministry blunders... culprits not apprehended... lax security... Dark wizards running unchecked... national disgrace... brought to you by Rita Skeeter," Sirius said, tossing the newspapers onto the table.
"Who else would write such wonderful things about the Ministry?" Tom drawled. He was back to his normal self now, although that didn't stop Harry from calling him Cody or Something among his many other nicknames.
The day after the World Cup had begun in complete chaos. A group of masked wizards had marched through the tents, causing everyone to flee. Sirius and Remus had gone to help the Ministry, leaving Harry and Tom to run for the woods. They joined Pansy and Tracey, who had twisted her ankle after tripping in the darkness, and huddled together, waiting for the turmoil to cease.
An unknown man not far from them shot an image of a skull with a snake protruding from its mouth into the air. Despite the severity of the situation, Tom couldn't help but scoff inwardly at the design. Harry was right. His future self really was into aesthetics.
Unfortunately, the man escaped, leaving behind very unsettled Ministry workers. Yesterday, Tom had suggested sending their elves out to look for the man that had cast the Dark Mark. So far, they had found nothing.
"Well, they aren't exactly the most competent group, are they?" Harry said, opening the parcels containing his school supplies.
In the last parcel, Harry pulled out a set of dress robes that looked much like his school ones except they were deep emerald in color.
"What are these for?"
"They're on the school list," Remus told him.
"They're lovely," Harry said, carefully folding them and placing them in his trunk. "But you still didn't answer my question."
"I know."
"And you're not going to."
"Yep." Remus smiled cheekily, and Harry threw a napkin at him.
"Don't you have a moon to howl to?" he grumbled.
'Be nice to the wolf,' Azure said, patting the top of his head with her tail.
'Why are you defending him?'
'He didn't forget to feed me yesterday,' she hissed pointedly.
'You're the one who insisted on hunting for everything while you're here!' Harry protested.
"It is so weird hearing a full conversation in Parseltongue," Sirius said, shaking his head. "I never have any idea what you're saying. You could be insulting me for all I know."
Harry considered this, then turned to Tom. 'Sirius is an idiot.'
'And he reeks.'
'Eugh.'
"What was that about?" Sirius asked suspiciously, eyes narrowed.
"Just saying how beautiful your eyes are," Harry replied without missing a beat.
"Stunning," Tom added.
Sirius' eyes narrowed even more. "I don't believe you."
"They are pretty," Remus muttered. Because of Azkaban, Sirius' eyes had dulled to a stormy gray. Now they were back to their vibrant blue, and the idiot loved batting his eyes at Remus whenever possible.
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