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Chapter 153: Bitch!

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"True. Don't worry, Harry. We'll take care of him. You don't need to train. Enjoy your school life, pup. Leave this to us." Padfoot smiled reassuringly.

Harry shook his head. "We never know when or where he might pop up. I won't always have an opportunity to flee. I must know some magic to defend myself."

A moment of silence ensued after that.

Sirius at last sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Fine. I'll train you. But not for another year; Next summer when you are over fourteen, I'll take you to the Caribbean, where my new home is, where I'll show you all that can be learned. Until then, relax and enjoy your childhood. You're too young to worry about the Dark Lord."

"I'm with Sirius on this. Come this time next year and we'll teach you." Uncle Remus agreed with his friend, clearly not in favour of spoiling his childhood.

"What about you, aunty Alice? Are you postponing it too?" Harry groaned, looking at her pleadingly. Somehow he had thought that they would easily agree to his demand.

Once again, he had been too optimistic. How stupid of him.

"Aw, the puppy eyes. You always know what my weakness is, dear. Fine, I'll train you. And unlike these dogs, I'll do it sooner. You might be happy and surprised to know that I'm your new Defence teacher this year at Hogwarts. I wouldn't mind giving you extra lessons."

That announcement brought everyone's attention to her.

"Really?" Lily asked, hearing about it for the first time.

"Really. Apparently, someone exposed Lockhart as a fraud. So, now the blonde ponce is in jail and Hogwarts needs another teacher. Since I was bored, I signed up." She shrugged.

"But isn't Transfiguration your subject?" Harry interrupted curiously.

This prompted an exasperated smirk to bloom on her face. "Yes. So what? You think I don't know enough DADA to teach you little brats?"

"Oh, okay. You can train me throughout the year then." Harry smiled excitedly, figuring out how great this situation was for him.

She grinned back. "Yes. Although don't tell this to anyone. I want to keep this a secret and surprise my Neville on the first of September."

"Fine. I'll keep mum so you can give Nev a heart attack." promised Harry, rolling his eyes.

"As for me, come to Greengrass Manor tomorrow at noon. I have one month with you before you have to go to Hogwarts. By then, I hope to see you master the basics."

Harry turned to Aunt Proserpina with wide eyes, astonished by her offer. She was the one in whom he had the least confidence for accepting his plea. She always seemed so busy with the Wizengamot and family business, that he thought she would straight up decline him.

But here she was, being the quickest to take him under her wing.

"Thank you, aunty. I'm so happy. I can almost kiss you." Harry breathed in relief.

She chuckled softly, her eyes gleaming. "No need to be surprised, Harry. I can surely spare a couple of hours daily to teach you."

Before Harry could thank her again, Alice groaned and glowered at the blonde. "You just did it to spite me. Didn't you, Proserpina? You just had to one up me."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Alice. My motivation to impart knowledge to dear Harry is totally altruistic." She smiled blankly, briefly glancing at the black-haired woman with a haughty look.

"Bitch! I can see it in your eyes." Alice spat.

"Mind your language, you filthy fatballs carrying whore!" Proserpina cussed, her mouth twisting into a sneer.

Harry looked on dubiously as the two adults bickered with each other like street dogs. Sirius was cackling madly and yelling 'Fight, fight, fight' while Remus was trying to stop their verbal spar.

At least now he knew where Astoria got her filthy mouth from. It was genetic, he was sure as he heard such words coming out of Aunt Proserpina's mouth that he wouldn't even dare repeat.

Although he dearly hoped that Daphne wasn't similar to them. Otherwise, his image of her calm serene beauty would quickly crumble into ashes.

"Enough! I'll kick both of you out if you don't stop this nonsense right now!" His mother yelled finally, standing up and planting her fists on her wide hips.

Both the women continued to grumble rebelliously but heeded her warning.

"Harry dear, you can go to your sister and friends. I think you got what you wanted from these morons." She nodded at him with a strained smile.

"Uhm… yes. I'll just go upstairs." Harry coughed, slipping out of the room.

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After the party ended, everyone readily went home, tired and content. Sleep calling to their weary bodies and minds.

Not Tracey though. She could have just stayed at Harry's if it wasn't impolite.

She stepped out of the fireplace in her house.

"I'm home." She called loudly.

"How I wish you were not." Her mother's annoyed reply came from the other room.

Tracey rolled her eyes at her bitchy mother. "Tell me something I don't know, mother."

"Just shut up and fuck off to your room, girl. I don't want to see your ill-omened face." The scathing response came again.

If she wasn't used to it, Tracey might have felt hurt.

But, she again rolled her eyes and climbed the staircase.

"Goodnight." She whispered to no one.

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Following a relaxing bath, Iris put on light nightwear; A loose blue t-shirt and shorts.

She climbed into the bed and turned off the night lamp, sprawling on her back and staring at the ceiling sullenly.

It had been her birthday. And while the entire duration of the party was fun, she didn't get any alone time with Harry. Which was a required element for a Happy birthday. 

Their mother had stood true to her words and hadn't let them be alone with each other for more than a couple of minutes. As if fearing they might start rutting like horny dogs. Which might or might not have been true.

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