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The call of Justice	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4935 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter franchise, so obviously I'm broke since I don't make a dime. If I did, Ginny would have died instead of Fred. Since I don't, I'm going to have fun and write AU HP.

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Pairings: Implied parental pairings
Fandom: Harry Potter
Summary: Harry, his elder sister, his friends and his yearmates grew up with the reality of abuse. Some of them like Harry, Dudley Black-Tonks and Sally Smith were rescued from abusive situations; Harry and Sally from the Orphanage from hell and Dudley from his magic-phobic birth parents. Together these children grow up all the stronger for the bonds they share and set out to make themselves worthy of the world that their parents have forged.

Chapter 6

Classes were boring outside of Charms, Transfiguration and Potions...

No one liked Quirrell…

In fact they all went out of their way to avoid him if possible.

Millie detested him the most and she did not like how he looked at Harry.

She may not be close to Coraline or Harry but she did not like anyone who dared to bully someone she spent time with.

So when she found Marcus Flint a Sixth Year along with Fifth Year Cassius Warrington bothering Giselle, she saw read.

“Marcus please, I told you I have to get to the library.”

“Come on love give us smile.” Marcus drawled.

Giselle was clearly uncomfortable; she was practically trapped against a wall by the two huge Slytherin Quidditch players.

Millie growled, “Let her alone.” Then she cast a jinx.

It wasn’t a well-known spell; her father should have known better then to give her free rein in Alexandria’s reading room.

Both wizards let out screeches and brays respectively, having turned into the creature they had the most in common with; Flint was a parrot and Warrington a mule.

Giselle hurried towards her, “Millie! What have you done? They were just teasing me, it wasn’t serious. Flint’s not a bad guy just a flirt and Warrington is about as intelligent as Vince, it’s mean to do that to them and you know that Professor Snape will be disappointed in you.”

Millie scowled, “Just leave Giselle alone and I promise not to hex you again.”

They nodded, sheepish which looked quite hilarious on their creature faces.

Millie cast the counterspell and then led Giselle towards the library but not before glaring over her shoulder at the two miscreants.

XooooooX

Things were just starting to settle schoolwise when Harry, Draco, Theo, Vince, Millie, Daphne, Pansy, Tracey, Elaine and Blaise joined Dudley, Greg, Neville, Dean, Seamus and the rest of Gryffindor for the useless Flying lessons.

They; Harry and his friends had learned at Number Four after all, the Headmistress who was Greg’s mother had hired a teacher from the broom academy to teach them last year.

They lined up, Draco beside Harry, Dudley was between Greg and Vince, Blaise partnered with Theo using new Cleansweeps.

Draco’s father had replaced the used brooms this year with an inexpensive model when it was determined that the Flying Lessons would take place as scheduled.

Not that Draco or Harry minded, to everyone’s surprise flying was the one time Harry wasn’t visibly afraid.

They were slightly surprised when Hermione and Cora appeared to watch…

The Gryffindor-Slytherin flying class was clearly bored at Instructor Hooch began the unneeded lesson.

Neville who was nearly as unnerved by heights as Harry was of change pushed off too early and didn’t remember how to stop.

Draco sighed; likely their childhood friend no doubt hurt himself again.

Harry winced when Neville fell off his broom, likely fainting in fear and then there was a familiar crack. Neville was extraordinarily klutzy and well he hurt himself nearly as often as Zacharias and Ernie attempted to hurt him.

A panicked Instructor Hooch demanded they all stay as they were while Dean moved to carry his cousin for her.

Draco fully intended to do so…

“What is that thing?”

“Looks like some giant drowned rat…”

“That’s me Niall.”

The class spun around to find Zacharias and his shadows Ernie and Ron taunting Seamus.

Draco tried to get them to leave, but was ignored.

Then Ron stole Neville’s abandoned broom, pushing off and dragging Seamus’ poor giant puppy with him by its collar.

Harry pushed off before they could stop him.

Draco groaned, he just knew he’d be in trouble for this.

Cora gasped, running forward and whispering, “Please be okay!”

Hermione clutched at her hand.

Their friends watched anxiously…

“Ron! Stop you’re hurting him…” Harry called out.

“Why should I care? It’s a giant rat!”

“It’s a puppy you idiot!” Harry retorted.

“Don’t call me an idiot you selfish, arrogant brat!” Ron tossed back and ended up letting go of the puppy’s collar.

Seamus screamed, “Niall!”

Harry cursed, using language that both Lady Narcissa and dad would punish him for even as he dove straight down.

Seamus and the rest of them did not need to see the puppy smash into the ground even if it was grassy.

Harry caught Niall, with eight inches to spare and levelled out immediately as he pulled the puppy by the scruff of its neck onto his Cleansweep.

“Herodotus James Potter!”

The entire class spun at the voice.

Theo blinked, what was his mother’s cousin Irma doing out of the Library?

Harry had landed beside Seamus who hugged him tightly before being tackled by his familiar.

“Of all of the reckless,” Cousin Irma began and then smirked, “Come on.”

Ron started to snigger.

Then Irma’s eyes flashed, “Meet me after dinner, we have library tables to polish and rubbish cans to scrub Weasley.”

Ron glowered before he took off with Ernie and Zacharias.

The rest of the class looked on worried as Hogwarts’ librarian led Harry away.

XooooooX

Harry was surprised when ‘Aunt’ Irma led him through the castle to the third floor where she stuck her head into a Charms’ classroom and requested that Flint be released early.

Marcus Flint, the lead Chaser and Captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team exited the classroom and frowned at him before they were led off to the Headmaster’s tower.

Harry had never been there before and he was certain that made him in serious trouble…

His dads were going to be so upset with him for disobeying an adult…

The griffin door guard moved when the librarian spoke a spell, at least that’s what it sounded like anyway.

They rode a moving staircase and ended up in a blue and silver decorated study.

Sitting behind the desk was his dads’ friend Headmaster Filius who blinked owlishly at them before he set aside his book.

“Irma? What is this? Flint and Remus’ ward in my office?”

Irma smirked, “I know that you’re a former Ravenclaw but I think I just figured out how to end Minerva’s nauseating winning streak.”

Professor Filius grinned, “Do tell Irma dear.”

“I just saw out my window, young Harry dive fifty feet to save a falling puppy. Young Master Seamus’ puppy, I am sure that you remember his formidable grandfather.” Irma sniffed.

“Yes of course, you mean this boy caught a…oh my. That is talent…I am surprised at you Irma. Leaving the library is rare.”

Cousin Irma shrugged, “I want Minerva to be prevented from winning an eighth year is all. If he were in Ravenclaw I am sure that you would want him on the team…”

Flint coughed, “If he really is that good Miss Prince, I’d be honoured to have our Head of Slytherin’s ward on the team.”

“Of course you would, you’d be a fool not to especially after how Charlie Weasley continued his brother’s tradition of trouncing your team soundly.” Irma snorted.

Marcus flinched, “You have a point…”

Harry was utterly bewildered, why were they talking about him flying for Slytherin? He was only a first year…

To his shock, the Headmaster gave his permission provided that Irma convince the Board of Governors.

Harry was dragged into the floo a dozen times to vaguely familiar homes and was subject to his cousin the librarian’s arguments in his favour as well as Flint’s agreement.

At the end of the dizzy tour, he was congratulated for his success in being the first First Year in at least a hundred years…

Flint squeezed his shoulder, “I’ll see you in practice tomorrow.”

When that was all over, he was led to papa’s office by Uncle Lucius.

Papa seemed irritated when they arrived in his office during his grading time.

“Irma flooed me.” Uncle Lucius said smugly.

“So?” Severus deadpanned.

“Much to Lady Augusta’s irritation and Filius’ reluctant acquiesce, I’ve managed to find a Seeker that apparently rivals Cissy’s cousin Regulus.” Lucius smirked.

Irma coughed and then glared.

“Alright Irma found him first but after viewing her pensieve memory, it was voted that he be allowed to fly.” Lucius continued.

To his papa’s surprise Harry who peaked out from behind Uncle Lucius.

“I’m sorry papa…” Harry whispered.

“We’ll discuss this over dinner. Lucius, Irma and I are going to have an adult discussion. You may send an elf for your books and start your homework in the apartment.”

Harry hurried out of the office and into his family’s apartment, only to feel Severus cast a handful of privacy spells to keep Harry from hearing about his reaction to this news.

Harry always knew when papa was upset, wards went up to keep him from being frightened by loud voices.

Was this his fault? He was just trying to save Seamus’ puppy…

He didn’t mean to disobey Instructor Hooch…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

Anon - Keep in mind Dudley is Tonks' kid brother and Andromeda's son. That makes him way more preceptive than most and well he's sort of like a young Sirius but instead of being the bully, he bullies the bullies?
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