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New And Improved Harry Potter

When a wonky potion wipes Harry's memory, he turns into a sly and clever dude. Forget his old self – now he's all about outsmarting everyone and shaking things up. With his wits sharp, he's not playing by the rules anymore. Harry's newfound attitude shakes up the school as he refuses to be controlled. Expect plenty of foul language, a touch of character criticism, and loads of sci-fi nods. Harry's not just any wizard—he's a bit of a jerk. Get ready for a wild ride as Harry spins his own story, outthinking folks left and right.

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Wardrobes

Now it was the weekend and Hermione and Luna were taking him shopping. He really needed new clothes. The stuff he shrunk and repaired were okay, but they didn't fit the new him. The clothes in his trunk were truly horrid, and they once again made him wonder about his childhood. Still newer things would be nice, so he put himself into their hands, and then flinched at the wicked smiles that played on their faces.

Saturday came bright and early, albeit chilly, and our group was in the Great Hall eating breakfast.

"So, Harry, you're going to let two girls pick out your wardrobe, good on you," Katie said with an amused smile as she patted his back. This caused many of the females around her to giggle, while the male population gave him sympathetic looks.

"Well, I really don't know fashion, so why not?" he answered as he took a sip of juice.

"I've got your back, Harry," Neville said with a shake of his head at the poor boy, who didn't seem to understand just what he had gotten into. The sandy-haired teen had been dragged into shopping with his gran, who was a strict person, but she did love to dress him up. Neville hated those days.

"Ummm, thanks?" Harry said questioningly as he finished off his eggs.

The two girls were bouncing in their seats, raring to go. "How much of a budget are we looking at?" Hermione asked with a gleam in her eyes.

"Well, I have about two thousand Galleons on me," our foolish hero said without care, and then cringed when the girls squealed loudly as they clapped their hands and jiggled in their seats, making the whole table look their way, especially the males. "I take it that'll be enough?" was his innocent question.

"We could do three wardrobes with that kind of money," Luna confirmed, going over in her head the things she wanted to make him try on. "Don't forget you need dress robes, if you didn't bring one already," she added with a vague air.

"Why?" he asked, turning back to his sausage. He thought back and remembered there was a set of dark green dress robes in his trunk, but they were a bit posh for his taste.

"I really don't know, but I would say there is going to be a dance of some sort," she predicted logically.

"Oh, if there is, do you two lovely ladies want to be my dates? As friends, mind you," he asked his two female friends.

"Don't you want to ask Cho?" the little blonde asked, knowing that the old Harry had a crush on her.

"Who's Cho?" he asked, looking at his favorite blonde.

Luna pointed to a girl of Chinese descent and Harry roamed his eyes over her face and what he could see of her body. While she was a looker, he didn't like the superior attitude she seemed to exude, as if she was head of the pack of girls she was talking to. He then shrugged and turned back to his two girls. "I'm not impressed," he said. "So, shall we?"

"I'm not sure if you can have two dates," Hermione said thoughtfully as she beamed a smile at him for not leaving her out.

Harry just shrugged and said, "I don't see why not. The female population slightly outweighs the male. So, I don't think it will be a problem."

"Well, if it is okay, then I, for one, would be happy to," she said.

"Oh, I don't think it will be an issue, like Harry said," the little blonde said as she too gave her acceptance.

"Great, we'll get formal wear that matches today. On me," Harry said, and then winced when they squealed again.

"Harry, what about the dresses we brought? I mean, isn't this a bit frivolous?" Hermione asked, biting her lip. The dress she had brought was pretty, and while she was more than happy to have two, she just didn't like wasting money, but then again…

"Don't worry, I'm loaded. I think I can spring for one or two dress robes," he said, waving her away.

"Flaunting your money again, Potter? Is that the only way you can get a date?" Ron sneered from behind the dark-haired teen, who cursed himself for not making the boy part of his proximity ward.

'Shields up. Add this person to the alert, Mr. Data,' Picard said in his mind. And the Yellow Alert blared. 'Yeah, thanks, Captain,' Harry thought snidely as he lowered the loud noise in his head. He was really going to have to scare this boy away somehow. 'Oh, maybe I can have Worf appear in his head… nay that's too much like playing with someone's mind. But, I could do a hologram of the Klingon to scare him, hmmm,' he thought, going over the ramifications as Spock and Data debated them in his brain.

"Someone, please, explain to the fool behind me, that he can't talk to me," he said aloud as he bit into a piece of toast.

"Ron, Harry has a restraining order against you coming within thirty feet of him, except in class, and even then, you have to be ten feet away," Hermione explained carefully. "Not that Harry attends class," she grumbled under her breath.

She was still conflicted about the whole thing. She just couldn't wrap her mind around the fact that her friend would steal from her other friend. Nothing Ron ever did indicated that he could, but the twins were very adamant in saying that he told them that he was going to keep the stuff he was holding if Harry never returned. She was just thankful that Harry said he would not dictate who she hung around with, though she stayed away from Ron for now.

"Shut it, Granger, you're a traitor and have no say in anything," Ron snarled with a look of loathing and betrayal. Yeah, he was hurt that she took Potter's side. He thought for sure that she would remain neutral, like she always did. But now he couldn't stand to look at her.

Hermione hung her head and tears formed in her eyes. Luna patted her back and glared at the youngest Weasley boy. Neville stood to push Ron away. Harry just ate his breakfast, all the while thinking that Ron would look good as a skunk.

Suddenly there was a great deal of chaos as the whole student body ran from the Great Hall when the smell of said animal radiated from the redhead. His skin, and hair, took on a black hue with a great white streak down his back. The poor kid passed out as the odor overwhelmed him and Poppy, in a Bubblehead Charm, ran to see if he was okay.

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