The Real Harry Potter

"Good afternoon Mr Potter," Harry's lawyer said as the two met in a private room in the three broomsticks. Harry's lawyer was a rather kind looking man with brown hair, he looked fairly young as well when compared to most of the lawyers that Harry had seen, he was also dressed in a muggle suit. If Harry had to guess then he would put the man in "I hope you're doing well."

"I'm doing great, and please just call me Harry." Harry replied. "So how is the case going?"

"Quite well actually," The man grinned. "firstly you are in the right seeing as Malfoy not only used your name in a negative way but also did it without your permission and had indeed profited from it. With the amount of badges that he has sold he's likely made a lot of money, however it's also a point against him as it makes it easier to get your hands on one. Matter of fact I already have," He paused to pull put one of the badges. "I brought it off a Ravenclaw outside. This is lovely evidence that we can use, this way even if Malfoy somehow manages to convince everyone in the school to get rid of their badges then we still at least have one for evidence. Do you think he is still selling them or has he stopped?"

"I'm not sure, the smart thing would be to stop but then again Malfoy is an idiot. However I do know that less people are wearing them now, apparently my success in the first task means I am suddenly popular again."

"Well that's good isn't it?"

"In a way, but on the other hand I can't help but think of them like people who simply are not worth my time. I mean I would have figured that a few years of school with me would have been what was important for them but apparently my success in a tournament is the deciding factor."

"I understand that I suppose." He sighed. "The Malfoy's have offered a small sum for you to drop the case."

"Small?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Not as much as you would make in court but still a lot less effort." He shrugged. "It's entirely your decision if you want to accept it or not." He said as he slid a note with the amount they offered towards Harry.

"Do you enjoy working for me?" Harry asked, leaning back in his chair, not even looking at the note.

"I don't hate it if that's what you're asking."

"Are you saying you don't enjoy it?"

"No, merely saying that I'd prefer to be at home with my wife rather than work at all."

"And here I thought all lawyers loved to tell lies."

"Only the ones that need to."

"Well, seeing as you have nothing beyond the standard objections of the working man, I'd say I would like to go through with this. This isn't just about money..."

"But you would like as much money as possible right?"

"Of course I would like as much money as possible," Harry said without missing a beat as he ripped up the note. "I'm not the sort of idiot who would refuse money, but it's not about money. It's about making things difficult for the Malfoys. I don't care if you have to waste an entire day just to get another galleon from them, I want to make them suffer. I want them to lose as much money as we can take and I want them to be embarrassed and pissed off that all of this between the lost money and bad publicity is because their son thought he was smart by getting someone to make him badges."

"You think someone made it for him? Do you have proof?"

"No but I just think that he is too much of a dumbass to make them on his own." Harry confessed. "But like I was saying, I want the Malfoys to suffer, that's why I chose you as my lawyer after all."

"Huh?"

"Well you are a muggleborn aren't you?"

"Wow, never thought that Harry Potter would discriminate against muggleborns."

"In this case it is positive discrimination, it would make things so much better for me if the Malfoy's, haters of 'mudbloods' as they would say, suffered thanks to none other than the boy-who-lived and his trusty muggleborn lawyer."

"I suppose I can see the appeal." He grinned. The two spent the next hour or so talking about the case before Harry decided it was time to go.

"Alright, thanks again." Harry said as they stood up and shook each others hands.

"No problem Harry, just send a letter if you ever need me and I'll come as soon as I can."

"I'll remember that, thank you. See ya Mr Tonks." Harry said as he walked out of the room.

On the day of the Yule Ball Harry was stood outside with the other champions. Cedric Diggory had managed to get Cho Chang as his date, and because of that he had earned a little bit of Harry's respect, Cho was no slouch in the looks department. Krum had, for one reason or another, gone with Hermione Granger.

Harry did not know or cared to know how or why that happened. Speaking of Hermione, the girl had made sure to look her best as she was wearing a rather expensive looking dress and had finally managed to fix her hair.

Harry was also positive that she was using enlargement charms in certain areas. One reason for his belief was the fact that he had spent time with her for quite a while, the second was the fact that the girl barely ate as she always preferred to read at her table despite the fact that many considered it rude to do so, plus the fact that the girl's only real form of exercise was moving books from point A to point B.

As for Harry, people still were slightly disbelieving that he had come to the ball with Fleur Delacour of all people. She currently had her hair done up in a bun and was wearing a beautiful backless silver dress that clung to her like second skin, it also happened to have a lovely slit so her right leg was far more visible. Not that Harry would complain, in fact he loved it if anything.

As for Harry he had chosen to go with a simple black muggle suit, naturally he had gotten Fleur's approval before as she was his date after all, she had taken one look at him in a suit and decided that she liked it enough to be willing to take more looks.

In Harry's opinion the suit, combined with his hair and no longer wearing glasses, made him look nice. If Fleur's eyes were any indication then she also agreed.

"Alright line up," Professor McGonagall said as she arrived in front of the champions and their dates. "in a moment you will all be called inside where you will do the opening dance. Mr Potter, what are you wearing?"

"Clothes professor." Harry answered, earning an eyeroll from Fleur and Hermione, although both for different reasons.

"I can see that Mr Potter," She said, frowning at his sarcasm. "but I'd like to know why you are not wearing robes?"

"Why aren't you wearing robes?" Harry shrugged.

"Mr Potter I asked you first."

"Miss McGonagall I asked you second." Harry shrugged again.

"Mr Potter...you should be wearing robes."

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