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Category: Mary Sue Challenge (2009-3) Characters:None Genres: Comedy Warnings: None Story is Complete Rating: G Reviews: 9 Summary: A look after the Final Battle. Extremely silly, you have been warned. Hitcount: Story Total: 3461 Disclaimer: Harry Potter Publishing Rights © J.K.R. Note the opinions in this story are my own and in no way represent the owners of this site. This story subject to copyright law under transformative use. No compensation is made for this work. Author's Notes: Just reiterating the disclaimer. I receive no money or other compensation of any kind for this. I must admit, if I were a talented enough writer to make a living at it, I wouldn't be writing on the internet for free. No matter how lovely a group of people you all are. This is my first real foray into fanfic or any other kind of writing so review, if you please. Any constructive criticism would be appreciated. Thank you. |
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Springtime For Riddle By Mistress of Potions Harry was tired. It had been an extremely busy year since he’d defeated Voldemort and he needed nothing now so much as a good, long rest. He came of age just before setting out on the Horcrux hunt with Ron & Hermione, but did not receive notice of his inheritance until after the Final Battle, since Gringotts did not want to run the risk of any Voldemort’s supporters getting their hands on any of Harry’s assets. The Goblins hated Voldemort even more than Harry did. After all, war was bad for business. The list of things which now belonged to him was incredible, and it had taken most of the year since the defeat of tall, dark, & ugly to visit just the most important of the properties. Sirius had once told Harry that the Potters were an old Wizarding family, but just how old Harry had no idea, until the visit from Griphook. There was a reason that all the Pharaohs of Egypt had emerald green eyes, it seems that a Potter ancestor had been rather busy during his Grand Tour. From them had come the Library of Alexandria, which hadn’t been destroyed, just hidden from Muggle eyes forever. Harry was grateful for the Egyptian connection, especially since it allowed him to bring Sirius back from the Land of the Dead, along with Remus, Tonks, & Fred Weasley. Of course being the Heir of Merlin, all four Founders of Hogwarts, and Albus Dumbledore had given him an almost obscene amount of power so he was able to do quite easily what no one else could even hope to attempt, except tame his hair. Fixing his eyes had been quite easy. He was a little disappointed that he couldn’t bring his parents back, but they had been on the other side too long and their souls would not survive the trip back to the Land of the Living. The other big surprises in his inheritance were the Grand Canyon in the States, a temple with most unusual carvings at Khajuraho, India and the entirety of Machu Pichu, Peru. The Indian temple carvings definitely interested him, and he hoped he and Ginny would be able to examine them at the earliest opportunity. A very thorough examination, in great detail. Harry smiled, thinking about his love. She was the most amazing witch he’d ever met and he was not at all surprised when she began exhibiting signs of incredible power after the defeat of the Dork Lord. It seems Riddle’s possession during the Chamber incident in her first year had put a dampener on her magic, which was broken when Harry defeated him. Ginny wasn’t just a force of nature, she was nature. Well, a natural elemental anyway, and it made perfect sense to him. After all, he’d always thought the infamous Weasley temper was a force of nature and he was right, about Ginny’s temper in particular. It was no surprise to anyone that she was skipped a year ahead and able to join the others. The other two parts of the Golden Trio were changed by the experiences they’d undergone as well. Hermione started to do some of the girly things she never had time for when she was busy helping Ron and him fight Voldemort, and everyone found she was an astonishingly gorgeous woman. It was a good thing that Ron had kept a little of the Darkness they had encountered or he would have been completely unable to resist her. It meant this way he could be with Hermione, but maintained the strength to not let his appreciation of her beauty virtually castrate him. Their favorite nemesis, Draco Malfoy, was no longer a threat since he had started sporting leather trousers and singing show tunes, his favorite being “Springtime for Riddle”, from a play by Bellatrix Lestrange. The Quintessential Quartet (the Trio + Ginny) had many a laugh when they thought about the way Harry had finally defeated Tom Riddle. It seems Voldemort never read the Evil Overlord’s list and made a number of critical errors. My Legions of Terror will have helmets with clear Plexiglas visors, not face-concealing ones. (Stupid Death Eater masks) I will not wear long, heavy cloaks. While they certainly make a bold fashion statement, they have an annoying tendency to get caught in doors or tripped over during an escape. (Stupid Death Eater robes) I will not gloat over my enemies' predicament before killing them. (Stupid monloguing) The deformed mutants and odd-ball psychotics will have their place in my Legions of Terror. However before I send them out on important covert missions that require tact and subtlety, I will first see if there is anyone else equally qualified who would attract less attention. (Stupid Death Eaters and Crazy Bellatrix) My undercover agents will not have tattoos identifying them as members of my organization, nor will they be required to wear military boots or adhere to any other dress codes. (After all, how effective can an Evil Overlord’s forces be if their people are so easily identified? Stupid Dark Marks) It was child’s play to find and eliminate Voldy’s inner circle, with all the ways they were broadcasting their presence and affiliation to the Dark Bore. The only thing that gave them any trouble was Nagini, until Hermione (naturally) had the brilliant idea for Harry to conjure a giant mongoose to take the snake out. Harry had already burned the Horcrux out of himself so the last thing was to lure Voldemort into a meeting place of Harry’s choice, which was the abandoned Azkaban prison. They were going to use Hogwarts until Ron had a brilliant Dark idea of his own and suggested laying several hundred anti-personnel mines all around the island. This would not only blow Voldemort into several billion pieces, but would also rid the world of a place that violated every human (and non-human) right in both Wizarding and Muggle societies. Sirius was very vocal in support of this idea, as was his girlfriend. Menos Anat Renenet Yemana Sarama Uzume Erigone (Mary Sue, for short) was an American that Sirius had met when on the run after escaping Azkaban. An exceptionally attractive woman, with waist-length, rich brown hair, deep brown eyes, and athletic curves that just begged to be touched (but only with permission) Mary Sue also had a genius intellect, an excellent sense of humor, unparalleled martial arts skills, gave the best massages in the world, was a Mistress of Potions, and a better cook than anyone, even Mrs. Weasley. She did have the unnerving habit of singing American Muggle songs from the 80’s, but even she wasn’t perfect. They were catchy tunes so no one blamed her, though. It was kind of funny to hear Ginny singing a song by a band called A Flock of Seagulls. “Sovran, Sovran so far away”, sang Ginny the one time, only to be told by Mary Sue that the lyrics were “I ran, I ran so far away.” There was a lot of work to be done after Voldymary’s fall, rebuilding Wizarding society, routing the last of the Dork Bore’s supporters from the Ministry, obliviating Muggles who had seen too much, that they had an emergency Wizengamot meeting and decided to appoint Kingsley Shacklebolt as Minister of Magic. There was a fair amount of protest at this. “A black Minister!” to which Kingsley replied “Why not? It worked in Blazing Saddles.” The crowd agreed and so Kingsley took up his post. There were some new appointments to the staff at Hogwarts as well. Frau Bluecher (a horse whinnies) was appointed Muggle Studies professor, Sirius took the D.A.D.A. post, and Mary Sue became the Potions professor. The QQ had a marvelous time exploring all of Harry’s properties, except the temple in India. For some reason, each couple wanted to go there by themselves. Both couples did agree that they were highly educational trips, and each managed to forbear pressing the other for details of the separate India excursions. Harry thought about how everything had turned out and said “It’s good to be the Chosen One.” |
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