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8

“Neat.” Cathy said.

“That’s your reaction?” Regulus asked.

“Well I can already fly so…” Cathy whispered.

“What the hell?” Peter watched in shock with everyone as they watched Cathy fly over the crowd.

Dumbledore raised his wand and a blue light shot out and hit Cathy knocking her down to the ground. The crowd of people moved aside and made a huge way for the Aurors ran over to her.

“Ooh that had to hurt.” James winced.

More Aurors came over and raised their wands and pointed in at Cathy.

“Catherine Potter you are under arrest for criminal assault, interfering with an investigation, breaking and entering, theft and tampering with the minds of an unknown number of individuals.”

Cathy picked herself up from the ground and dust herself off. “Ow!” She cursed. “That really hurt.”

“Put your hands on your head!’ Shacklebolt ordered. “Put your hands on your head right no--”

Cathy threw a red ball of energy and knock the Auror several feet away.

Cathy laughed a bit at that.

Immediate several Aurors casted spells at Cathy. A shield formed all around Cathy and deflected all the magic away. More spells followed but the shield just kept up.

“Wait! Stop!” James shouted.

Cathy sighed and shook her head. “I would like to just state for the record that what’s about to happen is purely just self-defense.”

“Oh, shits about to go down.” Cathy said.’

As the spells continued to hit her shield, Cathy spread out her arms and pushed her shield outward at an incredible pace which spread out and knocked all the Aurors off their feet and they hit the floor hard.

James and Peter were on the ground coughing and trying to breathe. Dumbledore raised his wand and blasted a blue streak of magic at Cathy.

Cathy caught the attack with her hand and pushed back. A red blast of magic replaced the blue and flew over the air and when it connected with Dumbledore’s wand it burst into red lightening and threw the headmaster away.

“Whoa!”

People were shocked at the sight of Cathy beating Dumbledore so easily.

“That’s impressive.” Lucius Malfoy said.

“Indeed.” Rastaban nodded.

James looked around and saw all the people that Cathy just incapacitated with ease. He looked up at his sister and saw her red eyes glowing and watching him back.

“Why?” James coughed out. “Why are you…doing this?”

“So dramatic.” Cathy rolled her eyes.

“Is she missing the point on purpose or is she just that clueless about things this serious?” Euphemia questioned.

“I know this seems bad but I’ll explain soon.” Cathy promised. Before anything else could happen. The sound of Aurors running made Cathy look up and immediately she flew over to the floo network and the green flames left nothing but smoke and ash.

The black smoke shifted and turned grey. The grey faded in with the shade of a ghost as the scene changed to show Nearly-headless Nick.

“Have you heard? Harry Potter's the new Gryffindor Seeker.” Nearly-Headless Nick told a ghost he was floating with as Harry, Ron and Ryan walked by below him. “I always knew he'd do well.”

“Off to nicer topics.” James said.

“Seeker? But first year never make the house teams.” Ron said in admiration. “You must be the youngest player in—"

“A century, McGonagall says.” Harry interrupted.

“Well done, Hazza.” Ryan congratulated.

“Yes, well done, Harry.” Fred said as he and his twin came up to the three boys as they continued to walk.

“Wood's just told us.” George informed them.

“Fred and George are on the team.” Ron told Ryan and Harry. “Beaters.”

“Our job is to make sure you don't get bloodied up too bad.” George joked.

“Can't make any promises. Rough game, Quidditch.” Fred mocked.

“But no one's died in years. “

“Someone vanishes occasionally.”

Harry, Ron and Ryan turned to the right to exit the corridor they were walking in as Hermione paced up and caught up to them. Fred and George kept to the corridor and separated from the first years.

“But they'll turn up in a month or two.” George shouted.

“Are they trying to scare him into quitting or something?” James asked.

Harry looked scared and anxious and Ryan and Ron caught sight of his expression.

“Go on, Hazza. Quidditch is great.” Ryan told him. “Best game there is, and you'll be great too.”

“I've never played quidditch.” Harry said. “What if I make a fool of myself?”

“You won't make a fool of yourself.” Hermione chipped in. “It's in your blood.”

Harry turned to Ron and Ryan. The two boys looked at each other and shrugged at Harry. The scene shifted time and location because the sky had darkened and the four students were seen walking toward a trophy display. They stopped in front of it and Hermione pointed to one of the trophies.

On the golden metal were engraved the words ‘CHASER. JAMES POTTER’

“Hey my trophy!” James exclaimed.

“Whoa.” Ron exclaimed. “Harry, you never told me your father was a chaser.”

Harry had an expression of happiness and pride. “I didn't know.”