Chapter 198 : Surprising Revelations

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"How did you get these?" James asked, looking at the ticket in his son's hand; Harry's name was printed clearly on the pass with a flourish. "There where only forty printed!" The Potter patriarch continued. Severus smirked; these passes were saved for the most honored guests and them alone, and ensured free entrance to any of the games played during the tournament. Everybody wanted one but only a few were printed each time.

"Well, there would be thirty nine technically." He turned at Harry. "Fudge said he wanted to send you one from the get go, you being the creator of the broomstick every team is using, but couldn't print passes for your whole family. Once I said that I was going to accompany you, he almost hugged me." He made a show of shuddering at the thought as the twins laughed. "He would do anything for some publicity, that man."

"And how come you get one too?" Sirius asked, practically drooling at the tickets.

"I did discover the cure for lycanthropy, thank you very much." The potions master stated and shrugged. "And I own major stock in a couple of Quidditch teams around the world, so…"

"You what?" James, Sirius and Ron -who immediately turned bright red and then deathly pale at his dare- exclaimed in one voice.

"Good to know your lungs work, gentlemen." Severus commented drily after wincing at the cacophony.

"Severus owns part of the Hollyhead Harpies, the Heidelberg Harriers…"

"Hoping for another seven days long match…" Severus offered, citing the world famous week long game between the two teams.

"… and the Vratsa Vultures." Harry concluded.

"The Vratsa Vultures?" Adrian asked dumbfounded.

"Victor Kram's team?" Ron muttered next to him, his face feverish.

"The one and only." Severus stated, ignoring the slack jawed adults and smiling slightly at Remus who was chuckling in the corner.

"You have been busy, Severus." Albus offered looking at his school potions master carefully.

"I'm always busy." He turned to Lily with a small smile. "You will trust me with Harry for the matches, right?" Lily answered his question with her own bright-as-the-sun smile.

"I think I can." Harry laughed once triumphantly. "As long as he finishes his schoolwork in time…"

"I have already finished my schoolwork." Harry clarified as Severus chuckled.

"Come on, Lils!" He exclaimed, cocking one eyebrow. "I'm a professor at Hogwarts, remember?" She smiled as Dumbledore coughed slightly to get everyone's attention.

"Speaking of Harry's schoolwork, Professor Vector approached me today. I believe you can guess why, Harry." The boy smiled bashfully and nodded. He had expected this would happen at some point.

"Isn't Professor Vector your Arithmancy teacher, Harry?"James asked. "Is there something wrong?" Harry smiled widely.

"Nothing is wrong, James." Albus assured him. "Just another pleasant surprise." Severus smiled at Harry who winked back.

"Last March, Professor Vector asked me if I wanted to take her Advanced Atithmancy Studies class in my fourth year. I accepted but I'll have to pass a test come September to actually get in." Harry explained.

"But that class is for fifth year students and above." Hermione muttered weakly and then blushed when Harry smiled at her.

"Professor Vector said as much." He agreed. "But she thinks I'm getting bored in her class. And I am, a little; you'd be surprised at how much Arithmancy helps in broomstick designing." And that wasn't even a lie. Dumbledore nodded, his mustache trembling with a hidden smile.

"So what will that mean, taking an advanced class this early?" Lily asked.

"I'll take my OWL in Arithmancy this year and my NEWT on my sixth year. Quite simple actually." Harry stated with a mischievous smirk as he turned to ask Severus something about the first match of the Cup; it was not to be.

"Simple?" Adrian asked. "You'll be taking an OWL exam a year early and you call it simple?"

"It's not like it's unheard of!" Harry protested. "Professor Dumbledore did the same with his Ancient Runes exam, didn't you professor?" Albus nodded.

"I did." He agreed.

"Oh!" The green eyed boy exclaimed, remembering something. "Since you're here professor, and if you don't mind, could you inform professor McGonagall that I'll be taking Ancient Studies this year too?" Harry asked. "I can always send a letter but…"

"No, it's okay, my boy." The Headmaster stated, patting Harry on the shoulder. "I'll inform her myself; I dare say she'll be delighted. Not many Gryffindors select that class."

"It's just one hour a week, Mom." Harry explained before his mother could object.

"And Harry will tell you all about it, I'm sure." Albus stated, rising from his chair. "Now, if you don't mind, may I borrow Severus for a second?" The potions master nodded as he and Harry tried to stifle a slight pang of fear. "There are some school related issues we'd better talk about; I have already informed the rest of the staff." An inward sigh of relief later, Severus rose from his chair too and followed Albus out, conveying to Harry -who was explaining what Ancient Studies were- that he would tell him everything later.

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