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Goodbye Alice in Wonderland	By : windy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 21909 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Disclaimer: Harry Potter and properties are owned by JK Rowling. I don't make money from writing this fanfiction. The story contains spoiler of all Harry Potter books. This chapter is betaed by Danyealle. I want to say thanks for her help. Some part of the story I got from Wikipedia and some part contains direct dialogue and scene from the book Harry Potter Goblet of Fire. You've been warned. Thanks.

Goodbye Alice in Wonderland

Chapter XVII

It was still dark when Harry woke up. He went to bathroom first, to shower, then donned the clothes. A dark jeans and red shirt with jacket since it would be quite cold in the morning. When he came down to the dining room, Remus and Sirius were already seated there. Sirius was bouncing in his seat, clearly unable to wait for the World Cup. Usually the man wouldn't get up before ten in the morning. Next to Sirius, Remus sat, reading book.

"Good morning," he said cheerily.

"Hey, Harry!" Sirius waved at him. "Eat your breakfast! Then we can go to Quidditch World Cup!"

Smiling at his godfather's enthusiasm, Harry sat down and began fulfilling his bowl. Kreacher had made chicken porridge that morning.

"Not so fast, Padfoot." Remus commented. "We'll have to wait for the Tonks."

As if to prove Remus' statement, Kreacher came to announce that the Tonks had arrived. Harry had told Sirius to get ticket for the Tonks and Neville. Luna and her father already bought their tickets.

"Good morning, Sirius, Remus, Harry." Ted and Andromed Tonks greeted them.

"Wotcher guys," Nymphadora Tonks, preferred to be called by Tonks, greeted them cheerily. Her eyes lingered a bit on Remus.

"Good morning," they chorused back.

"Would you like a breakfast?" Harry offered.

The Tonks graciously refused since they had eaten at home.

So, now, they waited for Harry to finish his breakfast.

"Couldn't you eat faster?" Sirius asked, whining.

"Padfood!" Remus snapped at his best friend.

"Sorry," Sirius muttered but he didn't sound sorry at all.

Harry almost decided to eat slower than the usual but finally decided against it. He still had many chances to tease his godfather later.

"I'm finished," he announced a few moments later.

"Finally!" Sirius grumbled.

"You act like child Padfoot," Remus said, shaking his head.

After ensuring that everything was alright, the six of them apparated away with Harry side along with Sirius. They arrived in the huge field surrounded by trees. The fog was so thick that Harry couldn't make out the scene before them anymore than that.

"Over there," Ted said, pointing to two wizards standing next to the walking path. One wizard was holding a long parchment and the other was holding a clock.

They walked to the wizards.

"Good morning," Sirius said, "We want to know our location. It's listed under Arthur Weasley's name."

"Alright," the wizard with parchment looked at the list. "It's about four hundred meters from here. Your campsite manager is Mr. Roberts."

"Thank you," Sirius said.

They already walked about twenty minutes when they found small stone cottage next to campsite gate. Harry could see hundreds of tents there.

"Harry!" Someone shouted his name.

He turned to find Hermione, Neville and the Weasleys about fifty meters behind them. Neville had gone to the Weasley before so he could join them later. After much begging, Augusta Longbottom finally let her grandson to attend the match.

"Hermione, Ron, Neville!" he shouted, waving his hands madly.

The group finally reached them. Since the tents were booked using Mr. Weasley name, Harry and the other had promised to wait for the Weasleys in the gate. They chatted a bit while Mr. Weasley converse with Mr. Roberts. However this time, Harry had prepared the money so there was no need for Mr. Weasley to ask him about Muggle currency and therefore arousing Mr. Roberts's curiosity.

"Thank you," Harry said and steered them away.

There were hundred of tents in the campsite. Some of the tents looked normal but the others were obviously magical. The one attracting the most stare was an elaborate castle-like tent with albino peacocks tethered out the front. It belonged none other than the Malfoys. Harry had forbid Lucius to bring the peacocks to any Quidditch World Cup they attended in the future. And James helped to bring down any resistance Lucius might try to come up with when their oldest son tried to ride the peacocks.

Mr. Weasley insisted on erecting the tent without the use of magic, to avoid Muggles accidentally seeing magic used in the process. It took Harry, Hermione, Remus and Ted some time to get it ready, but they managed to figure out the stakes eventually and set it up. Mr. Weasley and Sirius ended up distracting them more than helping. Tonks meanwhile decided to entertain them by telling stories about her Auror training. Apparently, she was enjoying the Auror Academy and was best at Concealment and Disguise because she was a Metamorphmagus, and rubbish at Stealth and Tracking because she was dead clumsy.

After that, Mr. Weasley told Harry, Hermione, Ron and Neville to find water. It was obvious that the man was really excited at the prospect of Muggle camping. On their way, they met Oliver, Seamus and Dean. The next wizard they met was Archie, who wore a flowery female nightdress. A ministry official was there, trying to get him to change into a pair of pin-striped trousers but old Archie refused, insisting that he preferred a healthy breeze around his privates. Neville's face was red from holding laugh. He and Hermione finally couldn't stand it anymore. They vacated the area and only returned when Archie had left.

Back at the tent, they found out that Mr. Weasley was busy playing with the fire matchs. Sirius now replaced Tonks' role, entertaining the rest with his stories about Marauders glory days at Hogwarts. Fred and George paid great attention to his stories.

"Here, Mr. Weasley," Hermione showed him how to light the fire.

Bill, Charlie and Percy arrived exactly when the food was ready. The food was distributed and they started eating.

"So," Sirius began mischievously. "Anyone want to bet on the match?"

Remus groaned next to him. "Padfoot," he said warningly.

"What? A bet is always a part of a match," he replied innocently.

"Ten Galleon that Krum will catch the Snitch," Harry said suddenly.

"Now, that is my godson!" Sirius crowed happily.

"Harry!" Hermione frowned at her best friend.

Ignoring her, Sirius brightened considerably. "See, even Harry knows about that!"

Remus palmed his face, muttering about godfather's bad influence.

"What about you, Arthur?" Sirius asked. "Ted, Andromeda?"

Hermione wasn't the only one who frowned disapprovingly, Percy also did but alas, everyone ignored them.

"Hmm… how about one Galleon that Ireland wins the match." Mr. Weasley said.

Fred and George looked at each other.

"We want to bet too," Fred said. "Ireland will win the match but Krum catch the Snitch." He and George then collected their money and handed it to Sirius.

"Boys," Mr. Weasley said. "It's all of your saving. Your mother won't like it."

"Don't worry, Mr. Weasley," Harry interrupted, grinning. "Who knows? Fred and George may turn out to be the winners."

"Two Galleons that Ireland will catch the Snitch and win the match," Tonks said enthusiastically.

"Alright," Sirius said happily. "Are you sure you don't want to bet, Moony?"

Remus glared at him.

Bill and Charlie each bet one Galleon that Ireland will win. Neville refused to partake in the bet since he was afraid of his grandmother's wrath.

Mr. Weasley jumped suddenly, surprising them all. He had spotted Ludo Bagman. However since this time Sirius had asked them to bet, Ludo didn't manage to take their money.

"I'm looking for Barty," Ludo told them. "I don't understand a thing Bulgarian minister said. Barty will understand. He speaks one hundred and fifty languages."

"Mr. Crouch can speak two hundred languages," Percy said haughtily.

Lucius had told Harry that he had Imperiod Crouch Senior. The man would resign by the end of this year then spent his old time on vacation with his loyal house elf. He would miss Winky since the elf worked for him in the future.

Barty Crouch apparated next to them.

"Oh, Barty!" Ludo said. "Come, sit here." He said, patting the grass next to him.

"No, thank you Ludo." Crouch replied. "I'm looking for you. The Minister of Bulgaria wants us to add twelve seats on the main box."

The rest of the conversation was pretty much with previous time so Harry didn't pay much attention.

Soon, it was already dark. The atmosphere was full of excitement.

"I save all my summer allowance for this," Ron said as they bought souvenirs.

Sirius generously had decided to buy omnioculars for all of them. He also bought Bulgarian scarf with lions that could roar. "It is lions!" he said as explanation.

"Wow, thanks, Sirius," Ron said. Since he had used all his money there was no way he could afford to buy the omnioculars by himself.

The twins were also very grateful since they didn't have money left.

After buying souvenirs, Harry and the others walked towards the stadium with the other wizards and witches.

"The stadium took a Ministry of Magic task force a year to construct and can hold one hundred thousand spectators." Mr. Weasley explained.

They entered the stadium and looked for the top box. There were four rows of chairs inside it. Beside them, there was no one else. But, in the next half hour, the top box was full.

Mr. Weasley shook hands with many important wizards from the Ministry. Percy tried to present himself while Fred and George laughed at him in the background. When Fudge arrived, he greeted Harry and introduced him to the wizards in his left and right, including the Bulgarian Minister of Magic.

"Harry, meet Mr. Oblansk - Obalonsk here." He introduced them. "Mr. Obalonks, meet Harry Potter."

Mr. Obalonks merely stared at Harry blankly.

"He is Harry Potter you know." Fudge said and finally, Fudge gestured to Harry's scar. At that, Mr. Obalonsk began to talk rapidly in Bulgarian.

Fudge shook his head. "He doesn't understand English, you know."

Harry hid his smile, knowing that the Bulgarian Minister of Magic simply pretended because he found Fudge's antics very amusing.

Fudge also greeted Sirius since the Black after all, was one of the richest pureblood family in Britain.

The Malfoys showed up next.

Fudge wasted no time to greet his number one donator. "Lucius," he said friendlily.

"Fudge," Lucius drawled. "I don't think you ever meet Narcissa and our son, Draco?"

Fudge bowed to Narcissa and greeted Draco warmly as if the blond was his son then he turned to Lucius. "Lucius, let me introduce you to Mr. Obalonsk. He is Bulgarian Minister of Magic." Fudge looked around. "Well, you know Arthur Weasley, right? And Sirius Black, of course?"

"Hello, Cissa," Sirius spoke to his cousin for the first time after years.

"Cissy," Andromeda greeted his younger sister,

"Sirius, Andromeda," If Narcissa was surprised to see them both she managed to hide it well.

Fudge looked at three of them before exclaimed. "Ah yes, you're cousins, aren't you." He said to Sirius and Narcissa. "And sisters." He looked at Andromeda. Then his eyes fell to Harry. "And this is Harry Potter, obviously you knew him, Lucius."

"Certainly," Lucius drawled, looking at Harry as if he was the dirt under his shoes. Lucius was a good actor.

After the introduction, they all sat down, waiting for the match to be begun.

Ludo Bagman showed up. "Everyone ready?" he asked. "Minister?"

Fudge nodded. "We're all ready," he said.

Ludo took out his wand and pointed it to his neck. "Sonorus." He said. "Ladies and gentleman, welcome to 422nd of Quiddicth World Cup!"

A roar from spectator stand welcomed him.

The next was mascot parade. Leprechauns served as Ireland's mascot and Veela served as Bulgarian's. Unlike previous time, Harry didn't feel the pull from Veela allure at all. Ron needed a smack from Hermione to return to common sense.

The match finally began. Irish Chaser, Troy, scored the first goal of the match. After another two Irish goals, Ivanova registered Bulgaria's opening score. Then Ireland's Seeker Aidan Lynch was fooled by Viktor Krum's Wronski Feint. The man fell off of his broom with high speed but managed to continue play after the aid of some mediwizards.

Fifteen minutes later Ireland had stretched their lead to 130-10, when their Chaser Mullet was fouled by the Bulgarian Keeper, Zograf, and was awarded a penalty. This led to anarchy, with another penalty being awarded to Ireland and referee Hassan Mostafa being distracted by the Veela. It was quite funny to see that. Quigley sent a Bludger towards Krum which broke his nose. Lynch then spotted the Snitch, but was beaten in the race for it by Krum. Despite this, Ireland still ran out the victors. The final score was 170-160.

"Vell, ve fought bravely," the Bulgarian Minister of Magic spoke.

"You can speak English!" Fudge said angrily.

"It was very funny," Mr. Obalonsk said, shrugging his shoulder.

The Irish team performed a lap of honor before being presented with the Quidditch World Cup in the stadium's Top Box by fuming Fudge who was still angry at the whole fiasco with Mr. Obalonks. From the corner of his eye, Harry saw Fred and George standing in front of laughing Sirius with hand outstretched to collect their money.

After the match was over, the surrounding area was alight with excitement. The Irish fans were partying loudly, and everyone was enjoying the festivities. Instead of sleeping, Harry and his friends stayed up late into the night talking about the game.

"I can't believe Krum did that," Ron muttered for maybe the hundred time of the night. "He should catch the Snitch earlier, and then Bulgaria would win."

Bill shook his head. "Krum is great but the Bulgarian Chasers operated on a different level than the Irish ones. They would still lose in the end."

Fred and George were suspiciously absent. Harry was positive they were counting the winning and planning what to do with the said money.

Finally, after numerous recaps and Quidditch stories, when Ginny fell asleep at the table, Andromeda ordered everyone to bed.

Harry chose the same room as Sirius and Remus. This, of course, confused Ron at first since they usually roomed together. But since there was Neville, Ron didn't dwell much on the matter. Harry had told Sirius and Remus about his plan with Lucius. They objected vehemently but gave up at last. So, now, three of them sat in the chair with solemn face and wands drawn.

When Harry heard explosions and screams outside, he knew it had begun.

"Sirius! Remus! Harry!" Mr. Weasley shouted. "Wake up! Hurry!"

They got out of their room soon.

"Get out from here!" he yelled.

Harry, followed by the others, walked out of the tent.

It was chaos outside. A group of wizards in masks, the Death Eaters, walked slowly in the middle of the field. Above of them, floating in the air were Mr. Roberts, the campsite manager, with his wife and his two children.

"It's sick!" Ron said, disgusted at the scene.

Hermione's face was pale.

Neville were trembling.

"Andromeda!" Sirius barked suddenly. "Take the kids away. I'm going to stay and help."

Andromeda nodded and began pulling Ginny and the other away. "Come on!" she ordered.

Tonks stayed there to help. She was an Auror in training after all. Remus, Bill, Percy, Charlie and Mr. Weasley stayed to help as well.

Ministry officials came to help the Muggles but were unable to do anything since they were afraid of hurting them.

Andromeda led them away. Harry looked beside him. Neville's face was white. "It's going to be alright." He said.

Neville nodded shakily, didn't seem to be convinced.

There was huge explosion again. Andromeda swore and sped up her walk. "It isn't safe here," she said loudly. "Hold each other hand! Don't get separated!"

Harry turned back only to see that Mrs. Roberts was hung upside down so everyone could see her knickers. The Death Eater mob below her was laughing. The wind carried the laughter to Harry's easr. The two children looked like puppet with strings attached and from the face, looked ready to pass out.

Should he run away? Lucius had said to ignore it like the previous time. But how could he let that happen? Decision made, he gripped his wand tightly and ran back to the campsite.

Author's Note:

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