New And Improved Harry Potter

Harry's POV

"I did want to say sorry to you girls for not being able to escort you to the Ball," Harry said, looking at the girls at his side, and giving them his puppy-dog eyes. "I was looking forward to it. Who wouldn't want two beautiful women on his arms." He leaned over and kissed Hermione on the cheek, then turned the other way and kissed Luna on the head.

"It's alright, Harry, we understand that it's not your fault. Besides, the party we're going to throw this summer will more than make up for it," Luna said dreamily, snuggling further into his shoulder. She could see that Harry would do his best to make sure they got their dance with him.

"Will we, now? Well that takes a load off my mind. Then let me be a gentleman about this. Would you girls please let me escort you to a party I have not planned yet?" he asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"Oh, Harry," Hermione said, smacking him on the chest, but smiling all the while. "If you do plan such a party I will be more than happy to attend."

"I already know I'm going to be there, so yes," Luna added, burrowing in further.

"Hey, what about us?" Fred said loudly, pointing to the boys in the room.

"Yeah, we want an invite," George stated just as loudly, nodding his head.

"I wouldn't mind coming too," Neville added his two Knuts worth.

"I'll be chaperone," Sirius offered, only to be a bland look from all the teens, making him huff.

"Of course, you can all come, we just have to get the house first. Any ideas on to when that's going to be, Dogman?" Harry said first to the male teens and then to his godfather.

"Well, I'm waiting to hear from Waters, but we can start hunting in a few days," Sirius answered, looking very happy with the idea.

"Great, we'll have fun. It's coming up soon, the Ball I mean? Christmas is right around the corner, isn't it?" Harry asked, looking at all his friends, who are relaxed and happy.

"Yes, in about a week," Neville confirmed. He was content to be here amongst his friends. It was great to be included in things. It was something he had never experienced before; his childhood was not a happy one. He was quite miffed at McGonagall for sending Harry away. It was the dark-haired teen who drew him out of his shell and helped him become someone his gran would be proud of. He was still determined to bring his parents back and was well on his way to accomplishing that.

"Don't worry, Harry," George said with a Cheshire Cat grin.

"we've got the girls covered," Fred finished, with an identical grin. They too were happier than they ever had been in school. Sure, they were popular, Quidditch stars and had many friends, but most of them were always wary around them, bar Lee. There was always that fear that people close to them would be the victims of their next pranks. Silly people didn't know that those they liked rarely got pranked. The twins were ready and willing to teach their best friend, Lee, as soon as Harry gave the go ahead. The poor boy had been put out with them for the lack of friend time, but when he heard that he could be using new magic in the future, he understood.

"Really, what do you guys have planned?" our hero asked, hoping it was something that would piss that old battleaxe off. So, the other teens told him the night they had in mind, and he almost fell off the couch laughing. "Yeah, that'll work," he said, chuckling along with his godfather.

"Let's talk more on what you have for your prank so far," Sirius said, getting them back on track. "Between all of us, we should be able to think of something good. The whole school will know that there are Junior Marauders about. If we plan it right, you can do it on Christmas morning, just in time for the Ball." He rubbed his hands together and heard what they had so far. There was a lot of small easy pranks, with a few overdone ones, thrown back and forth.

"You guys are thinking too small. Remember, you have great magic at your fingertips. When we say the whole school, we mean the whole school. I want the teachers to spend weeks trying to undo what you do," Harry said after a few minutes of listening.

"I think I understand," Neville said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin in thought. There were ideas on what he could do with plants, be they real or not. "How about we do those things, and this…"

Harry and his friends sat around and hashed out the epic prank the students were going to play. The boy hero was a bit miffed that he'd miss it, but they said they'd get Colin to take pictures. The younger boy was still visibly upset that Harry was gone. They don't know if he was booted out of the Harry Potter Fan Club, and they were afraid to ask. That didn't stop them from teasing the hell out of the amnesiac for having a club in the first place. That was until Luna told the twins that their sister was Vice-President, which caused the rest of the group to laugh. Soon enough, it was time for everyone to leave. Giving the girls a kiss on the cheek and the boys a hardy grip on the shoulder, Harry bid them all goodnight.

That night, when Harry went to bed, he was called to the deck of the Enterprise. "What's up, Captain?" he asked as he sat in the chair he had left on the deck just for him.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, I felt it might be beneficial that you spar with Worf for the next two nights. It would help you in facing a warrior. Worf is our finest security officer. If anyone can teach you how to defend yourself, it would be he," Picard stated, sitting in his captain's chair, pressing a few buttons.

"Are you crazy, look at the size of him. He'll cream me," the teen shouted, pointing at the large Klingon, who merely smiled back at him. This did nothing to appease Harry. "Just how much do you think he can teach me in a few days?" he quickly asked, hoping that he could get out of this, and then wondering why he was arguing with his own mind.

"The Holodeck can warp time so that a week will pass for every night in there," Picard stated factually, taking a data pad from one of the red-shirts.

"It can?" the teen asked, sitting up straighter.

"It is your mind, you can do what you want," was the answer.

"So, why not years then?"

"We have debated this and feel that if you were to go more than a week it would damage your psyche. You would come out feeling disoriented, and you would have a hard time adjusting to normal time. That and with your memories now rerouting themselves back to where they belong, which they can't do when you're in the holodeck, you need some time to sort them," Jean-Luc stated, standing and tugging his shirt. He turned sharply and headed to the turbolift. "This time frame will do nothing to harm you, and while you may not learn a great deal, you should be able to hold your own. Number One, you have the bridge."

"Yes, Captain," Spock said, moving to the Captain's Chair.

"Wait, Worf is like three times my size, the goblin is twice as small as me, how is this going to help?" Harry asked, getting up reluctantly and following the captain, the Klingon right behind him towering over his smaller frame.

"Worf is going to be using practice dummies the same size as your opponent," was the logical answer. "In addition, like your godfather and his friend, he is going to teach you to fall."

"Fucking wonderful. Fine," the petulant teen said, dragging his feet as he continued to follow the man, who was supposed to receive orders not give them. However, he really couldn't argue with the plan.

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