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Harry was glad to see the staff so happy to have Garret back. Even the newer employees had heard such great things about him that they welcomed him with open arms. Harry was amused that everyone was in such a great mood when they had not even announced the new salaries yet. Most of the staff had arrived by dinner time and Garret gave a small speech and introduced everyone to his wife Christine and his two small boys Taylor and Clayton. Harry just sat back and let Garret and Mike explain all the changes that were going to take place.

When he went to sleep that night he felt like he had really accomplished something great. He had made the lives of these people better and happier and was giving them security for the future. Oliver had been moved almost to tears when it was announced that the Farm would pay for any employees' further education expenses and provide a permanent portkey to allow for safe and quick travel. The news that employees could bring their families to live with them was the best of the night. Ash and Otto were the most grateful and the others, though still single, were still glad of the change.

Mike and Garret would handle all the interviews for the open positions, although they hoped to be able to rehire a few who had been let go by Quiggly and then see where they had openings. They had also received word that 5 students who were related to the aurors who arrested Quiggly would be attending the camp tomorrow.

"Do I want to know how expensive this camp is for kids if even the children of Aurors can't afford to come?" Harry asked Mitch and Oliver as they ate dinner.

"Well let's put it in perspective shall we?" Oliver asked with a sour look on his face. "The average tuition for a Hogwarts student is approximately $500 galleons per year or roughly $12 galleons per week. The cost of this camp per camper for one week is $150 galleons."

"That's a tad bit pricey don't you think?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow. "I mean really the majority of the income comes from the pro teams using the facility throughout the year. The camps are not supposed to be a major money maker but more of a way to give back. Sure we want to make some money on them so as to be able to pay all of you but to gouge parents so their kids can go to summer camp for a week is ridiculous."

"Well said Mr. Potter," Mike said from behind them and Harry realized many of the staff had been listening to their conversation. "I was going to bring that point up before you left. Any idea on what you would like to set the cost at?"

"Well, how much does it cost the Farm for each camper? How much in food, equipment, laundry, etc. and then add on the cost of the counselors and the pro's who volunteer their time for reduced training rates. Let's figure what it costs us and then we can go from there. I say if it costs us $50 per camper then we charge them between $55 and $75 galleons. $75 for 1st time campers, and say $60 for returning campers and then the rest could be used to sponsor campers who can't afford to come." Harry said and didn't realize how much more respect he earned in the eyes of his employees that night.

"I believe it costs us around $40 per camper Mr. Potter," Ilma Hooch told him with a smile. "I say we keep the rates you mentioned and include a free t-shirt in their squad color to each camper as well as allow them to keep their practice uniform at the end of the week."

"Sounds good," Harry said with a grin. "Let's see if we can't get those T-shirts printed for this week's camp. We'll have to talk with our uniform supplier about making larger and more frequent purchases. I was also thinking we could offer points to the gift shop for different things throughout the week. For example, 10 points for winning a game, 1 point if your counselor sees you helping another camper, that sort of thing. Each point would be worth say 1 sickle in value or we can just assign point values to the merchandise in the gift shop."

From there dinner pretty much turned into a huge brainstorming session on how they could make the camps more fun for the kids, get them more involved and be a positive experience. Harry was feeling very good about attending the next day. He couldn't wait to see the changes in action. Besides how could Quidditch camp not be fun?

Harry had a bit of a lie in the next morning, knowing his cot in the bunkhouse would not be nearly as comfortable as his king size bed here in the family suite. He had thanked Miko for packing all of things back into his trunk for him and told him he could return to his normal duties. Harry would call for him only if needed.

He leisurely made his way to the front lawn where the campers were arriving by portkey and being directed to the registration tent. He walked over to registration desk and smiled at one of the counselors he had not met yet. "Harry Potter," he said with a grin after she asked for his name.

"Here you go Mr. Potter it looks like you are all set and have selected all your workshops already. You can change your schedule at anytime just speak with your counselor. Here is your complete list of camp rules and I see you already have your map and schedules. You will be in green section, just follow the green flags out of the building and you are in Emerald Bunkhouse, the 2nd on your right once you reach green section. Enjoy your camp experience." She told him, sounding nervous to be talking to him.

"Thank you Maggie," He told her reading her nametag before heading out the door to follow the green flags. He thought the idea of the flags was neat so that it was easier for the campers to know their way around without getting lost. It also made visiting friends in other sections easier as well. It didn't take him long to get to green section and he laughed at the names of the other bunk houses: Forest, Lime, Sea Foam, Olive and Grass. He wondered if the other areas were named after crayons as well. He made his way into Emerald and saw that he was not the first one there. Two other boys looked up from unpacking at Harry's entrance.

"Welcome to Emerald Bunk, I'm Sam your counselor. You can take any one of the unmade beds. The door on that side is the bathroom and the one over here is my room. Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything. You'll be required clean up after yourself. The bag hanging on the wall beside your bunk is for your laundry. Every day your clean laundry will be returned to your bunk. If it's not it in the bag it won't get washed. Don't mess with other people stuff as it is a bootable offense. Be courteous to the other campers and follow the rules in your packet." He paused as if trying to remember if there were more to his speech, and then grinned. "That's it, I think, any questions?"

Harry laughed shook his head, "Nope, not right now but if I think of anything, I'll let you know." Then he resized his trunk and placed it at the end of one of the unmade bunks.

"Oh yeah, I remember what I forgot!" Sam said with a grin. "I'm supposed to get your name and introduce you to the rest of the bunk. Seeing as how there are only 3 of you so far, why don't you all just introduce yourselves?"

"I'm Harry," he said with a wave to the other two boys. "This is my first time here at camp. I'm from England. I go to Hogwarts and play seeker on my house team."

"I'm Patrick," Said the taller of the other two. He was tall and dark haired but built. He looked like an American football player. "I'm from Arkansas here in the US and I go to Windwalker in New Mexico and am a beater."

"I'm Tony and I'm from Italy." The other boy said. He was shorter than Harry and Patrick and had brown hair and blue eyes. "I go to The Italian Institute of Magic in Rome and am a chaser."

Harry pulled out his schedule. "So what team are you on?" He asked them and they determined they were all on the same team with the very original name of Team 3. "So either of you been here before?"

"I came to the kid's camp about 5 years ago. It was a lot of fun as none of us were any good. It focused more on learning to fly and catch as well as learning the rules. My parents refused to send me back until I made my team; which I finally did last year." Patrick told them. "I had to wait for our teams two beaters to graduate before there was an open spot. I was a reserve since 2nd year and had to wait till 4th year to make the team."

"I'm going to be a 7th year and hopefully captain of my team and was able to get my parents to spring for the money to come." Tony said with a chuckle. "I've been on the team since 3rd year."

"I'll be a 6th year and have played since 1st year." Harry said and the other two looked shocked he was so young when he made the team. "I had some problems last year with a professor who banned me from Quidditch as punishment so I only played one game last year is all. I can't wait to get back in the action."

They were interrupted by another camper joining them. After Sam gave his spiel and they all introduced themselves the new kid looked less nervous. "I'm Jesse and I'm from Arizona and go to a local day school. I don't get to play much Quidditch since we don't have a formal team; I'm a keeper though. My dad helped out with some business here yesterday and they let me come for free, so here I am."

Harry grinned at the happy look on Jesse's face and was glad that he had made the offer to the aurors. "So what year are you Jesse?" Harry asked to get the conversation started again.

"Oh, I'll be a 5th year. It's going to be a rough year with OWLs and everything so it's nice to have a break before then. We go to school basically year round but my 5th year starts next month. We have the rest of this month off and then we start back up." Jesse told them and the 4 boys began discussing the pros and cons of their different schools.

They were joined over the next hour by 6 other campers to fill out their bunk. There were twins from Spain who were chasers. He couldn't tell them apart yet but they were Fernando and Gilberto and Harry laughed at their shirts with an F and G on them and had to explain about the Weasley twins to everyone. The other campers were Lothar from Germany who was their team's other beater, Ben from New York City who was a keeper, Jacob from Ontario Canada who was a beater, and Bran from Ireland who was a chaser.

By 10 am all the campers were supposed to have arrived and Sam led them all to the dining hall to hear the start of camp notices and the kick off speech. Each section and bunk had their own table but after the first day they could sit wherever. Harry smiled as Garret stood up to address the anxious crowd in the room.

"Welcome to The Farm and our Youth Quidditch Camp. I'm Garret Erb the Director here. I have a few announcements before letting you go to your activities. You may have noticed on your way to your cabins that there are bulletin boards set up in each section. You should try and look at them at some point each day. Workshop schedules, additional activities, the day's program and the squad stats will all be found there. Additionally we have started a point system here. Points will be awarded for good deeds and extemporary performance throughout the week. Points can be redeemed for merchandise in the Gift Shop. The dining hall will be open all day until 9pm every evening and snacks and beverages will be available between meals. There are two different mailboxes on the back wall one for owl delivery within the US the other for Gringotts drop to your respective countries. Mail will be handed out each morning through your counselor. Curfew is 10 pm, lights out at 11 pm. PT starts at 6am for those who wish to participate; breakfast is at 8am, lunch at noon dinner at 6 pm. Please remember if you spot one of our professional players they are volunteering their time and are not here to give autographs or be hounded for pictures. There will be two meet and greets over the next week where these folk will be willing to sign and have their pictures taken. I expect them and our camp staff to be treated with kindness and respect. Thanks everyone and let's have a great week together!"

The noise volume in the building rose dramatically as the boys and girls all seemed to start talking at once, excited for the start of camp. Harry's schedule pointed him towards the green section pitch for his first team practice. He gathered Tony, Patrick and Lothar and they headed to the pitch to meet the rest of Team 3. He was shocked when he recognized one if his new team mates.

"Anna!" He shouted to get her attention and his new friend he had met just the week before turned around and squealed to see him.

"Harry!" She said and rushed to give him a hug. "This place is great! My mum had this all planned out as a surprise for finishing OWLs! Wow I can't believe we get to play together!"

Harry smiled, glad to have at least one friend around who wouldn't freak out once everyone found out he was The Harry Potter and even worse if they realized he was the owner. He knew Anna played keeper so he assumed the boy and girl she had been talking to were their other chasers. They turned out to be twins as well from the state of Iowa and were going into their 7th year. After they had all introduced themselves to each other they were joined by Ilma Hooch and Sam their bunk's counselor. Sam would be their team's coach but they would be joined by others from time to time as well as each position would get some time with one of the trainers for that position.

Hooch detailed how the game schedule would be over the next few days and how they determined the all star team. She told them that she was available if they ever needed anything and wished them all luck before leaving them with Sam for practice. They started out with laps around the pitch, after everyone got over the fact that Harry had a Firebolt that is. After laps they started with basic drills. Harry was impressed with his team as he had no idea what to expect to start with. Anna was doing well even though she was the only one of them that didn't play on an actual team. They only practiced an hour before they each headed off to their different workshops until lunch. Harry had a secession in game tactics and strategies and headed off to the building indicated on his map.

The class was taught by Avery Graham the Quidditch Strategy Expert on staff. Avery nodded to Harry in acknowledgement but thankfully didn't show he knew him. Harry thought the class was great and kept thinking how Ron would have enjoyed it before remembering that Ron was a git. He made his way to the dinning hall with a few of the other campers he had met in his workshop. He sat with Anna, the rest of his team and the twins from Spain who were in his bunk. Lunch was a quick and healthy affair that reenergized them without weighing them down where they couldn't play. Harry decided he liked the food at the farm better than at Hogwarts as it wasn't as thick. After lunch they had a scrimmage with Team 2 from Yellow section. It was a way to allow both teams to get familiar with playing with each other without a competitive game setting.

The scrimmage would last and hour and if the snitch was caught they would just release it and start again. Harry was playing against a younger looking boy who was luckily not following the standard Hogwarts tactic of watching Harry but was actively looking for the snitch himself. Harry had a lot of fun being in a semi-competitive setting again. He was able to trick the other boy with two different feints and caught the snitch 3 times in the hour scrimmage. Ree Woo who was the Yellow squad's coach was the referee and awarded Harry 2 points for each catch and 1 point for each feint earning him 8 points on the first day! Anna had earned 2 points for spectacular saves and Tony had earned one for a great goal. Overall the team was quite happy with their performance and felt confidant they would win their 1st match tomorrow.

They would have 2 matches per day for the next 3 days to play the other 3 green squad teams twice each. The all star team would be announced after the last match Thursday and play 3 matches for the cup on Friday. Each game was timed and would only last 2 hours. If the snitch was not caught in that time then the team with the most points would win. The team with the most points at the end of the week for each section would receive a special trophy and points for the Gift Shop.

Harry skipped his shower and headed directly to his trick flying workshop. He thought it would be fun to try some new moves. He had seen some trick flyers at the World Cup and was excited to see and try some new moves. The instructor for the class was one of the Flying trainers named Ashley Price who wowed them with some of her stunts before beginning the class.

Harry was one of the few who were able to successfully accomplish any of the tricks she had demonstrated after their 2 hour workshop. He assumed it was because he was so at ease on his broom and trusted it to be where he needed it to be. It might also have to do with the fact that he was fearless in the air or as other people would say crazy. The reason most of the moves were considered tricks rather than maneuvers was because they involved letting go of the broom with both hands and either completely leaving the broom for a moment or standing on it or dangling.

Harry had performed the 'Surfing' move flawlessly where he stood on the handle while flying and had to tell everyone that he had used it in a game before. When asked how high off the ground he had been he told them it was only about 2 feet and that was why he had needed to do it as he was chasing the snitch and it was too close to the ground. Ashley had performed the stunt 10 feet off the ground but Harry hadn't gone higher than 5 feet as instructed so they wouldn't get hurt too badly. By the end of the session the rest of the campers who were in it were calling him the 'Crazy Seeker' which he found amusing since Hermione had once called him something similar.

They had practice again after his session and somehow Sam had already heard about his success in trick flying as well as his new nickname. Anna had found it all very funny and decided to check and see if there was another trick flying session as it sounded fun. They practiced until dinner time with suggestions and comments from Sam. He was very knowledgeable and helped some of the others refine their techniques. As he headed towards the dining hall after his shower Harry couldn't remember ever having such a fun day before and it wasn't even over as the dueling tournament started after dinner.

During dinner they talked about their different hobbies and things and somehow the discussion got turned to pranks. When Harry commented that he knew the owners of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes he was bombarded with questions and requests for products. He finally calmed everyone by promising to write a letter requesting catalogues for everyone. He would send it through Ragnok and ask him to send a goblin to deliver the letter along with purchasing a large supply of pranks and having them portkeyed to him here.

Dessert was an interesting affair because instead of the customary puddings and such a mound of different wizarding and muggle sweets appeared. Supposedly it was a camp tradition to have a late night snack feast in the bunks the first night so they all filled their knapsacks with sweets. All of the sweets were American candy and Harry had never heard of some of them and decided to have the twins include a big selection from Honeydukes in the care package as well to share with his new friends.

The dueling tournament would be held every night after dinner. It was a double elimination tournament. Two duels would be held at a time, one on either side of the dining hall on raised dueling platforms that were shielded to contain stray spells. All the pairings were random and it didn't matter which year the camper was in as it was just one big tournament. The rules were simple: there could be no spells that caused lasting damage, nothing illegal, and the person who disarmed the other first won. They were following the international standard dueling rules and Harry felt good about his chances after his performance on his OWL.

Ken Philips was running the tournament as Oliver had said with the help of several other staff members. It seemed that most of the campers would participate in the competition and most stayed to watch. Anna was the first of those he knew to duel and he knew she hadn't taken the exam in it. She was quickly relieved of her wand by someone from blue section. "Well I knew I didn't have much of a chance but decided to give it a shot anyway," she told them with a laugh as she sat back down.

Harry realized that he would not be able to keep his identity hidden much longer as Ken was calling out the names of the participants to alert them it was time to duel. Sure enough when he called out "Harry Potter," everyone stopped talking and looked around trying to spot him. As he stood and made his way to the platform, leaving everyone at his table except for Anna staring at him in shock, one of the kids from his trick flying workshop yelled out, "Hey he's that crazy seeker from trick flying!"

Ken was chuckling at him by the time he reached the side of the room. His opponent was looking at him in fear, making Ken chuckle even more. "Do… Do… Do I really have to… to... duel the… the Boy-who lived?" The kid asked Ken, stuttering in his nervousness. As the room was still quiet from the declaration of his name everyone heard the kid and was wondering the same thing.

"Dude," Harry said knowing his voice would carry to everyone in the room. "I'm just a kid too. I had never been in a fair duel until my Dueling OWL exam which was just last week. I don't know why you're scared of me, I'm just Harry."

"But… But… you killed you-know-who when you were just a baby!" The kid exclaimed like that made all the difference in the world.

"Nope," Harry said. "That was all my mum. She used some ancient magic and then sacrificed her life for mine. That's why Old Moldie Short's curse backfired. It didn't kill him though; it just destroyed his body. He's got a new body now. Trust me; I'm nobody special I just have this very bad habit of attracting trouble or adventure."

"Ok we can duel I guess but I'm just going into 4th year so I don't know too much." The boy told him and then they bowed to Ken who was their judge and then to each other before Harry let him get off at least one spell. The boy cast a disarming spell and Harry was easily able to block it with Protego. He sent a disarming spell back at the kid and he was able to dodge it and send a very weak stunner towards Harry who just sidestepped the red beam. Harry decided he had given the kid enough of a chance and sent a tickling charm followed by a disarming spell. The boy was able to block the tickling charm but was hit with the other and his wand went sailing into Harry's outstretched hand.

"Nice job," Harry told him after he gave him his wand back. "You should try and work on the power of your stunner spell. Its one of those spells that needs intent to work better. If you really want to knock out your opponent it will be stronger than just saying the incantation with the correct wand movement."

"Thanks," the kid said with a smile and hurried over to his table to no doubt tell them everything Harry had said to him.

Harry made his way back to his table, knowing he would have to answer a lot of questions on why he never told them who he was. He grinned at Anna who was giggling at the other's apparent outrage. "Why didn't you tell us you were Harry Potter?" Patrick asked, obviously having been appointed spokesman by the rest.

"It never came up. It's not like I know any of your last names well other than Anna here since I knew her before." Harry said and they all calmed slightly. "Besides, would you have treated me like a normal person if you had known my last name or like that kid I had to duel did?" He asked them and they seemed to realize that they would have probably made a big deal out of it.

"Ok, fine," Patrick said, "but you have to sign an autograph so my parents and sister believe me."

"Oh lets take a team photo and then you can sign that!" Anna said with a giggle causing Harry to glare at her as they had discussed how much he hated being a celebrity.

They all headed off towards their own bunks around 9 pm after the 1st round of the dueling tournament was over. Curfew wasn't until 10 pm but they all wanted to get back and eat their candy and just relax. Harry placed the letter to Ragnok and the twins in his Gringotts box and then went into the bathroom to call for Miko. He wanted to let the elf know to expect a large box and to have it delivered to the bunk either when everyone was gone or asleep or when it was just him or Sam inside. He didn't want everyone knowing he could call on the Farm elves or that may arise the question of how.

Miko woke Harry up sometime after 4 am with a gigantic box from the twins. "Why didn't they shrink it?" He asked the elf, still mostly asleep.

"This is shrinked Master Harry," the elf told him and they shrunk his trunk and placed the box at the end of his bed where there was room for it. Harry thanked Miko and told him he would call for him tomorrow if he needed anything else.

Harry fell back asleep after setting his alarm charm for 5:30 am so he could look over the stuff before PT at 6.

Harry grumbled when the alarm woke him but as sleepy as he was he was very curious to see just what the twins sent him. There was a letter stuck to the top of the box that he opened first.

To our dearest investor,

Glad to hear you slipped the net. We have been trying to think of a good way to contact you all summer and came up empty as the Order knows our owl and is watching your house. We haven't heard any panic that you have left your Aunt's so congratulations on pulling the wool over their eyes! We are including our stock of pretty much everything we had on hand in the backroom. Price lists are included as well as a very large stack of catalogues and order forms. Your very high ranking friend Ragnok has set us up with a way to ship to different Gringotts locations and then owl from there so the shipping costs are included, but are much more reasonable and have a faster delivery time.

We are very envious that you're at The Farm. We applied to the amateur camp for the 1st week of August but were turned down. Something about being a disruptive influence or some other rot from the Director in charge. Charlie was going to come with us and got denied as well. I think the place has a thing against red-heads. If you could work your magic and get us accepted for the camp we would be eternally grateful. We finally have the money to be able to go and the prat that runs it won't let us in! We're enclosing a copy of all 3 of our applications as well as the nasty refusal letter from a Mr. John Quiggly who reminds us of our dear brother Percy. If he refuses again please feel free to set up a portable swamp in his office.

We would like to talk to you before you head back to school if at all possible, just the 3 of us. There are some things going on that concern our youngest siblings that make us uneasy. Definitely not stuff for a letter so better a face-to-face. If you can slip the Order stop by the shop, otherwise let us know some other way. Hope you have a great time at The Farm and that you make us richer by selling all our stuff. Just send the money through your Gringotts box and your friend will make sure it gets to us.

Happy Pranking,

Gred and Forge

Harry smiled at the letter as it answered the question on if the twins could be trusted or not. He would make sure that they and Charlie were signed up for the amateur camp as it was the same time as his Advance Seeker camp and they could talk in private. He carefully opened the huge box and was shocked to see the contents. Most of the items were shrunk down except for a few that had bad reactions to shrinking charms like the portable swamps. There was a huge supply of their fireworks and at least a few of everything else they made for the general public. They had also included the large Honeydukes candy selection he requested.

"What is all that?" A sleepy Sam asked him as he walked into the room to start rousing the rest of the boys.

"Stuff from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes," Harry told him with a mischievous grin. "Guaranteed to make camp much more interesting."

"You couldn't possibly need all that to cause mayhem at camp," Sam said through a yawn as he looked through one of the catalogues. "These extendable ears would be handy." He commented, not really seeming to mind the massive box of pranks sitting next to him.

Harry pulled out a shrunken box and after resizing it handed Sam a pair. "On the house," Harry said with a grin. "Besides it'll be a lot busier in here this week once the other campers hear I'm selling WWW stuff and they don't have to pay shipping."

"How'd you talk the owners into giving you all this?" Sam asked curiously.

"I was their principal investor until recently. I gave them the start-up capital so they know I won't screw them out of their money." Harry told him with a shrug. "Besides, who would want to be on the bad side of the guys that created all of this? You'd constantly be looking over your shoulder!" Sam just laughed as he got the other guys up.

News spread fast that Harry Potter had a huge crate of WWW stuff he was selling for the owners. By the end of PT he was followed back to his bunk by at least 10 extra campers and in the hour before breakfast he had done quite a good business. The kids from outside of Europe were excited to see new pranks and most took a catalogue and order form for later. A few of the kids said they would write home for more money so they could stock up for the new school year.

Harry had pulled all the new items out of the rest of the stock and wanted to do test demonstrations in the dining hall over the next week to debut them. He was definitely looking forward to the "Ferret Fudge" which according to the box was inspired by "The Amazing Bouncing Ferret" who he knew to be Malfoy. There were also biting toilet seats, the twins' version of the biting tea cup from Zonkos. The other new products were a potion to add to a person's shampoo that would make their hair a crazy color with each wash. The bottles claimed that all colors were random and included hot pink, purple, orange, blue, fire engine red, neon yellow and bright white. They had labeled it "Tonks' Hair Tonic" after their favorite metamorphmagus. There was also an invisible powder called "Funny Face Powder" that you could sprinkle on a towel or napkin that would, when pressed to the person's face, turn their face into full make-up and if a scourfy charm was used to try and remove it then it turned into full clown make-up. It would wash off with regular soap and water but would stay on the towel you put it on until it was washed so the person could be caught in a vicious cycle if they didn't know it was on their towel! The last product was called "Tap Dancing Trainers" and were insoles you could insert into a person's shoes that would make them burst out dancing at a random interval of at least once every hour.

Harry grinned as Tony's shoes were lying next to his bed while he was showering before breakfast. Harry carefully slid a pair of the "Tap Dancing Trainers" inside each shoe and grinned as they became practically invisible. The rest of the guys knew he was up to something but were willing to wait for the punch line. All 10 of them walked to breakfast together. It was about half-way through their meal that Tony got the urge to dance. He stood from the table and began to do the Chicken Dance. It was hilarious watching him do the entire dance, without the music and with no idea of why he was doing it!

The others at the table were howling with laughter as they realized that Harry had just pranked Tony. They wondered what he had used and if it was for sale as well. Harry looked around to make sure that the majority of the dining hall had seen Tony's impromptu dance. After the confused boy stopped and was able to sit down again, Harry climbed onto the bench to address the campers.

"Thank you Tony for that lovely display. That ladies and gentlemen was one of the latest products from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. This new item is called "Tap Dancing Trainers" and you have just witnessed one of its effects. I have these and other WWW products available for purchase in my bunk. Catalogues and order forms are also available for you to so you can order once you go home." He told everyone and was met with applause.

The team had a 30 minute planning session followed by a 30 minute warm-up before their 1st 2-hour match. They each received their t-shirt and robes in their team colors. The robes were light weight and neat as they were reversible. One way they were green with white lettering and the other way they were white with green lettering. That way they only needed one robe and could play against the other green teams without a problem. Harry was number 37 as the seeker for each team was #7 and they were team 3 so he became 37 while the rest of their team were 31- 36. Potter was written above his number much like his Hogwarts uniform. Harry laughed as Sam handed him his Green Section t-shirt. It had his #37 on the back along with his name and "Crazy Seeker" written under Potter.

Sam pulled him aside before they headed out for their warm-up to tell him that the house elves had insisted on personalizing every camper's uniform and T-shirt. It seems they were much happier with their personalized uniforms and wanted the campers to feel happy as well. Harry told Sam it was a great idea and he wanted to follow through and have it done for every camp. If the elves could do the work it shouldn't cost them much more at all. Sam just grinned and promised to pass the word on to Mike.

"I need to talk to Mike or Garret sometime. Three of my friends' applications to the amateur camp were denied and I want them reconsidered. I think Quiggly was worried they would find out this was Potter property and inform me." Harry told him and Sam promised that Mike would be at dinner and he was sure Harry could sneak out quickly to talk to him.

"Now hurry out there and get warmed up, I expect this team to win the most matches!" Sam shouted and Harry saluted before rushing out to the pitch for a few warm-up exercises.

The game was against Team 1 of green section. Harry saw that the twins from his bunk were on the team but he didn't really know any of the others by name although he had seen them around. Harry saw that a few of the other staff were watching the game and assumed they were there to take stats or to scout for the all star team. One of the red section counselors was the referee.

The game was interesting to say the least. Harry and his team were in green and their opponent in white. Harry saw the snitch almost immediately but realized they would never win in the point total if he won the game in under 5 minutes. The other seeker had not seen the snitch and seemed to be bored. She was a girl Anna had pointed out as one of her bunk mates but he couldn't remember her name. Harry was flying his usual pattern above the pitch looking for the snitch while the girl seemed to be just sitting in one spot hoping the snitch would come to her.

Anna was having a good day and had already made 3 saves at the 30 min mark. The score was 40 – 10 in their favor. After having scanned the pitch again to make sure the snitch was not in sight he decided to try and mess with the other seeker. He was hovering near his own goal posts and had slowly been lowering himself to the other players' heights. He then took off across the field, weaving between the other players who were in his way. The other seeker saw his movement and took off after him assuming he had seen the snitch. Once Harry had gotten across the pitch he stopped and grinned at the other team's keeper before returning to his usual hovering height. He had to hold in a laugh as he heard the keeper muttering about "crazy seekers."

It was an hour into the game and his team was ahead 110 to 50 when he saw the snitch again. It was dead center of the pitch and hovering. He was only slightly above it and closer to his own goals whereas the other seeker was slightly closer but on her side of the pitch. He raced toward the winged ball and unfortunately the other seeker saw it as well but not before Harry had closed the distance and had the advantage. He was almost there when the snitch lurched and dropped about 3 feet straight down. He knew that the girl had the better advantage now and there was only one option if he wanted the win. He let go of the broom with both hands and swung down, dangling by his crossed feet on the handle. It was just the extra he needed and was able to grab the snitch seconds before the other seeker got there.

The referee whistled for the end of the game and his team cheered at his daring catch. Harry was having a difficult time getting back on his broom. "Hey guys, help a guy up would ya!" He yelled to his celebrating team mates who finally noticed his predicament and helped him back safely onto his broom.

"Well you definitely lived up to your nickname with that catch!" Anna said with a grin. "I can't believe you didn't fall off."

They each received 10 points for their victory and then Harry got another 5 points for his daring save and 5 for his unique feint tactic of weaving down the field. Harry was glad that his team had done so well. The final score was 260 – 50 and would definitely look good up on the stats board.

Harry bid his team mates goodbye, telling them he would catch up to them at lunch. He headed over to the barn to see if Ash was available. He decided if there was time before lunch he would visit Ash's sanctuary otherwise he would just try his hand at horseback riding.

"Hey Ash!" Harry said with a wave as he saw the tall man grooming a horse. "I have an hour before lunch and thought I'd come see you."

"We can visit the research center and the sanctuary then," Ash told him and led him deeper into the barn to a hidden door panel. "Only the other staff knows any of this is here." He explained. Behind the door was the research center. It was a stark contrast to the dark woods of the barn with its pristine white walls and stainless steel surfaces. It looked like a cross between a doctor's office and a chemistry lab. "This is where we research the reasons our animals are not breeding properly. We also research different potions and food sources for them. Many of the reasons we have found that they are no longer breeding is that their natural habitat or food supply is gone."

Ash led him out of the research center and to a large glass domed building. "This is the aviary, where we house all the birds and the smaller species that can live harmoniously with them. There are no carnivores in here, only herbivores." He explained and proceeded to point out many different species of both muggle and magical creature and bird alike. To Harry it was like being at an exotic zoo where you'd only heard of a few of the animals before.

"Oh my," Harry said as a tiny yellow bird whizzed by him. "Is that a Golden Snidget?" He asked in awe. The birds were supposedly extinct as original Quidditch players had killed them off when using them as the original snitches.

"Yes, we have over 100 with us now. They were the very first specimen we had. Your grandfather found three pair of them someplace and brought them here for treatment as they were sick and it began this entire research and recovery endeavor. They are an amazing species. There are actually 5 different colors of Snidget we have discovered so far. It seems that only the Golden ones were native to Europe but other color birds exist on other parts of the globe." Ash told him and Harry listened as he explained all it had taken to get the snitches to breed.

Harry turned when he head voices from the underbrush. "Hurry, hide the eggsssss!" A hissing type voice said in a panic. "The bad man is coming!"

Harry knelt down and moved some leaves aside to see what looked like a miniature dragon rolling an egg into a deeper patch of leaves. "Hello," Harry said to them. "My name is Harry; may I ask what kind of creature you are?"

"A speaker!" Another tiny dragon said flying into view. Each tiny dragon was only about a foot tall and the one that was flying was only a few inches off the ground. "We are Dragonettes master speaker," the dragon told him. "Please don't take our young again."

Harry turned to Ash who was looking in awe at him. "They are afraid you will take their eggs." He told Ash who shook his head sadly.

"One of the other lizard species got out of it's closed in area and trampled their nest. I tried to save the remaining eggs but it was too late. Such a shame too as they would have been the first Dragonettes to hatch in decades." Ash told him sadly. "I envy your ability to speak with them so."

Harry relayed what Ash had said back to the two tiny dragons and they relaxed some. Ash also had him tell them that they had added sides to their pen so that no other creatures could get in other than the birds. Harry bid a fond farewell to the amazing little creatures and decided that he would continue to fund Ash's restoration and research himself in the future if The Farm could not afford it.

After lunch Harry had his seeker's special session that all the seekers at the camp attended. The workshop was run by the two seeker trainers and focused on special seeker moves and different game strategies. The two trainers demonstrated many of the most important moves such as feints. They spent over 20 minutes in an intense discussion on if a seeker should watch for the snitch or watch the other seeker. It was a lively debate that Harry was happy to participate in. There were many who used both tactics depending on who they were playing and others that used only one or the other.

"I'm not saying to ignore the other seeker entirely," Harry tried to explain his reasoning. "I am saying that if you actively look for the snitch you have a much better chance of catching it. If you only watch the other seeker hoping they see it, then you have to hope you can outmaneuver them and get to it first. When you find it first you have a much higher chance of catching it and winning the game."

"I still say that if you are up against a more experienced or talented seeker it is better to watch them than to search for the snitch," one of the yellow squad seekers said.

"What advantage does that give you? If they are better and more experienced then your only hope for winning is to spot it before they do and get a head start!" Harry said exasperated. "How many times has your method been successful for you?" He asked the kid and just sighed in frustration as the kid blushed and said it hadn't worked yet.

The rest of the workshop was spent doing different drills. Harry was convinced that the trainers were scouting for the all star team or for the upcoming Seeker Camp that would be held the same week of the Announcer Camp and the Amateur Camp the twins would now be attending. As he was leaving the area of the session to head toward his pre-game meeting and warm-up for their afternoon game he was pulled aside by David one of the seeker trainers.

"You planning on coming back for the Seeker Camp next month?" He asked.

"I did plan on it. I have 3 friends coming to the amateur camp and am hoping to convince another friend to attend the announcer camp." Harry told him with a shrug. "You've still got room for me right?"

"Yeah I just wanted to make sure you would be there. You have great form and I think stand a good chance of being recruited by one of the league teams." He told him with a smile. "I look forward to working with you there!"

Their afternoon game was against Team 2 which had the rest of his bunk mates on it that he had not played yet. The game was closer than their morning one had been since Jesse, his bunkmate and the keeper for Team 2 was very skilled. He reminded Harry of a young Oliver Wood. He remembered that Jesse was one of the Aurors' kids and was glad he was given the opportunity to play. Harry thought he might get invited to attend the Keeper Camp as well.

The seeker for Team 2 was one of the kids Harry had been arguing with in the seeker workshop. The kid kept tailing him instead of looking for the snitch himself. Harry was intensely reminded of Malfoy when speaking to and playing against the kid even though they looked nothing alike and the kid was obviously American. Harry put the brat through his paces with feints, loops, frantic races across the pitch and anything else he could do to both shake the kid off and prove that his theory was crap.

It was almost to the 2 hour time limit when Harry saw the snitch. It was fluttering above the heads of the spectators. He grinned and shot off towards the winged ball, knowing he was far enough ahead of the other boy that unless the kid could apparate on a broom then he would catch it. Two of the female staff who was watching shrieked as Harry barreled towards them at top speed. The seeker trainer grinned and was the first to start clapping when he saw Harry close his hand around the still struggling ball.

The final score was 240 – 120 and Harry and his team each received their 10 points for their victory. Jesse received 20 points for his spectacular saves throughout the game and even Anna went over to congratulate him on his wonderful performance. Harry and his team had free time for the rest of the day until dinner as teams 1 and 4 still had to play their afternoon game.

Harry headed over to the archery range to see if he could join the archery class that was scheduled for that afternoon. He thought that it would be something neat to learn in addition to the combat techniques the goblins had shown him and the martial arts he was learning. He turned out to be very accurate with his shots once he got the hang of it.

Once he was done shooting targets he headed over to the broom obstacle course to try his hand at it. Each day they would announce the camper with the fastest time at dinner. Harry thought he did quite well. He also thought it was much harder and more enjoyable than the one they had set up for his Flying exam. He hurried back to his bunk to change before dinner and see if he could sell any more WWW products.

There were 5 campers milling about outside his bunk when he arrived and all were anxious to make their WWW purchases. Harry quickly took care of them and took a shower so he wouldn't be smelly to sit next to. He would have to duel again that night to continue on in the tournament but it wouldn't be until after dinner. There was a scavenger hunt after dinner that he was going to skip as it was to find/earn more points to use in the gift shop. He thought everyone at dinner sounded more excited about the scavenger hunt than about the next round of duels.

Harry won his next duel easily again. He was trying to figure out why so many of them were so timid and frightened before he remembered that over half the students who took the Dueling OWL were too afraid to cast a spell. He wondered if the reason stemmed from the stigma of light and dark magic. He also figured that these were Quidditch enthusiasts and were here for a summer sports camp, not a dueling tournament.

After most of the campers left the dining hall for the scavenger hunt Harry was able to speak with Mike about Charlie and the twins applications. He explained how he figured Quiggly was afraid they would find out he owned it and would break the news to him. Mike assured him they still had space remaining and would be able to accommodate all three Weasley boys. Harry made sure to mention that at least Fred and George needed to be on the same team as they worked as a pair both on and off the field. He also said if there were any other concerns that Oliver knew them and played with them at Hogwarts so he should be able to vouch for them as well.

"You're the owner Harry," Mike said with a smile. "If you want you friends to attend the camp then they get to, even if they are the infamous prankster Weasley twins. I'll send out a confirmation of their acceptance along with a 10 discount off the newly lowered admission fee. Any other friends you plan on bringing with you?"

"I was actually thinking of trying to talk my friend Neville into attending the Announcer Camp. Hogwarts will need a new announcer this coming year and I think he could do it, he just lacks the confidence at the moment." Harry told him with a shrug. "I'll be paying for his fee anyway so you might as well put him down too. It's Neville Longbottom and I'll make sure to take a whole information packet back with me for him to fill out what activities and such he wants."

"Ok, I'll make sure the two of you are set up in the same tent then. We group all the youngsters into one section and then the amateurs into the other three. As there are only about 30 kids per special session all 60 fit into a single area. Or at least they do at the moment, with all your changes hopefully that will change for next year." Mike told him with a smile before wishing him luck in the rest of his games and heading back toward the staff area for the night.

Harry had the advanced broom design workshop first thing that morning as his first game wasn't until before lunch. He hadn't expected the turnout to be so small. "Why so few campers?" He asked Ken Phillips when he walked in.

"This is the advanced class Harry," Ken explained with a grin. "You have to show promise in broom design before taking this workshop, otherwise you're placed in the general broom design workshop."

A minute or so later a tall balding man walked into the room followed by three of the Farm elves with trunks. "Good morning everyone," the man said with a smile. "My name is Garvin Ott and I am the lead broom designer for Nimbus." He told them and Harry immediately realized why this class was only for advanced campers. They wouldn't want to waste the money to bring in an expert for those who never planned on using their skills after camp. "I am very glad to see you all. It was here at the Farm that I discovered my love and skill for broom design and construction. Now how many of you brought your broom design sketches with you?" He asked and seemed delighted when everyone raised their hand. Ken was impressed that Harry had raised his hand as well since they had no idea if he was qualified for the class or not, but he was the owner so it didn't really matter.

"Have any of you successfully crafted a broom from your own design?" Garvin asked and all the hands went down except for Harry's. Ken smirked to himself thinking that once again Harry would stand out from the crowd. "Wonderful, did you bring the broom with you?" Garvin asked with excitement.

"It's in my trunk," Harry said and gave Ken a significant look before snapping his fingers behind his back to summon Miko. It only took the elf a moment to arrive and Harry was glad he remained silent and did not give away that it was actually Harry that summoned him.

"This is Harry Potter from Emerald bunk," Ken said having understood the look from Harry once the elf arrived. "He needs the broom he designed from his trunk. Please retrieve it quickly." Miko nodded and popped out before momentarily returning with Harry's newly designed broom.

"I call it the Crimson Flood," Harry told Garvin before handing him his creation.

The broom expert took his time examining the broom with a critical eye for detail. "This is magnificent craftsmanship," He complimented Harry pointing out to the rest of them the things that distinguished the broom as superiorly constructed. "May I ask what type of polish you used on the handle? It is smooth and seems to be naturally water resistant."

"That is muggle polyurethane deck sealer," Harry told him with a grin. "I thought it would provide superior protection for the spellwork along with keeping a better sheen to the wood so it did not need polishing as often." The idea that he used a muggle product on his highly magical broom had the room buzzing with questions on its reliability and long term affects on the magic.

"The spellwork is very unique," Garvin said after taking another detailed look at the broom. "The main spells resemble wards more than the typical charms."

"They are still charms except I weaved them together like you do when creating wards to provide a more stable spell base." Harry told him and then explained how he placed individual spells on each twig in the tail for greater stability and decreased drag.

The rest of the session was spent discussing the finer points of broom mechanics and design as well as the legal spells allowed on a Quidditch broom versus a family broom. Harry had a great time and learned even more about design than he had known. Garvin gave him his business card to contact him if he ever felt like selling his designs in the future. Harry had even earned himself 15 points for his design and craftsmanship of his broom.

Harry's team played team 4 before lunch. It was a short game only lasting about 45 min as Harry had to catch the snitch since the other seeker had already seen it. The final score was 190-30 in favor of Harry's team. His team was concerned with the potential point loss by not having played the entire 2 hours and headed back to check the bulletin board for the team stats. It turned out they didn't have anything to worry about as it was averaging that 50 of the games ended at the 2 hour mark without the snitch being caught. The extra 150 points for catching the snitch each time had them in 1st place for total camp points not to mention put them over 125 points ahead of all the other green squads as they had beaten all of them now.

The team had to play again directly after lunch. It was a rematch against team 2 and they knew that the other team would be looking for payback for their previous loss. Harry knew that it would be up to the rest of his team to put in a good performance. Jesse was the keeper for team 2 and was very talented and although Anna was good, she just didn't have the same skill level. The chasers were going to have to work a lot harder to score against Jesse than they did in the morning's game. The seeker for team 2 was not going to be a problem for Harry as the kid was still stuck on his theory of marking Harry rather than looking for the snitch himself.

Harry amused himself during the game seeing how many different feints he could do and have the other seeker follow. He decided the game was more like follow the leader than Quidditch. The kid had finally stopped falling for his feints when Harry actually saw the snitch. He was over half way across the pitch before the other seeker realized. The game ended with 25 min to go with a score of 220 – 120 and was the closest Harry's team had come to another yet. As expected the scoring was down and without his snitch catch they may have lost.

After showering Harry headed off to his team building workshop. The manager trainer was teaching the course as it focused on building a strong team both physically and mentally. They talked and discussed the ways to work through different weaknesses of team mates as well as how to pick successful teams. They discussed coaching methods and how to engender respect from those you captain or coach.

Harry thought a lot of what was presented was interesting and he would be able to use some of it if he continued the DA and if he was somehow named his team's captain. He was glad that he had signed up for some of the more fun workshops though as if they had all been as intense as that one he would not have found them that fun. He did realize that all the people in the class either were or planned on being their team captains for their school team.

He joined a few of the others from the workshop in a game of soccer. He was a fairly fast runner and after a few practice shots was able to aim his kicks quite well. Harry decided that he liked soccer or football for those back home the most out of any of the muggle sports he had played. He also enjoyed playing with people who didn't hate or fear him like all the other kids had done in primary school thanks to Dudley. He thought he may even try and talk Dean Thomas into starting a football league when they got back to Hogwarts. He thought having another sport other than Quidditch might help relieve some of the tension in the school. Besides the soccer teams are larger and you not only need more subs but you actually use them.

Another shower later he was off to the dining hall for dinner and another round of dueling. His opponent this time was an Asian girl with lightning fast reflexes. He recognized her from the seeker session and wondered how well her team was doing. She was able to dodge many of Harry's spells as well as send back her own. Harry was much more powerful than she was though and none of her spells were able to penetrate his shields. It took him almost 15 minutes to bring her down by finally landing a stunner spell.

There were two rounds of duels held that night and since he won his round he had to duel again. This time he duels a huge kid that seemed like he was part giant. Harry figured he might have up to 25 giant blood. Now giants are not known for their dodging abilities but when upset or angered their skin was able to deflect most curses. Harry knew that Hagrid had some of that ability and could subconsciously block minor curses when angry but he didn't know if his opponent would possess this ability. The duel took longer than his previous ones because the guy was well versed in defensive magic and could block and deflect most of Harry's spells. Harry wasn't getting hit but he wasn't connecting on the other guy either.

Finally after a half hour duel Harry was beginning to tire and realized he needed to try something different against this kid. He decided to try the same tactic he had used against the Dueling examiner and cast his patronus at the other boy. He quickly cast a stunning spell to follow his stag and it worked as the boy was unable to see the incoming spell as it was hidden behind Prongs. Ken came up and awarded both of them 10 points for such a well fought duel. He then introduced the boy to Harry.

"Harry this is Copi Tower the reigning American Junior Dueling Champion," he told him with a mischievous grin. "He had not lost a duel in 2 years until tonight!"

"I am sorry to break your record," Harry offered to the other boy who was just starting at him as if measuring him up. "You duel very well and there were many times there where you almost had me. I was beginning to tire so I am sure if my last tactic there had not worked you would have been the victor."

"It was an honor to duel with you. I have heard the story of the Boy-Who-Lived before and I believe that as long as you permit me to refer to you by that title my fellow duelers in the competitive circuit will not begrudge me my loss." Copi told him with a shrug. "I would love to spar against you again if you have time before we leave."

"That sounds fun," Harry said with a smile. He was glad the other teen was taking his defeat so well. "I should be free after PT in the morning the next two days."

"Great, hopefully you can teach me how to form a corporeal patronus as well. That is a great surprise tactic and I hope you allow me to use it in future competitions." Copi said before heading back towards his table of friends.

Harry realized his table had left already and remembered that they were planning on going horseback riding if the tournament didn't last too long. He hurried to the stables hoping to catch them and smiled when he saw Ash had already saddled up a horse for him and the others were just mounting their steeds. They rode slowly at first to give those new to riding a chance to get comfortable before trotting down the different trails. The sun was just beginning to set as they turned back from the mountain trail they had been following. It was almost curfew by the time they got back to the stables and the others all raced off to the bunk house afraid of getting into trouble. Harry offered to assist Ash putting the gear away and told them not to worry about him that he would sneak in before lights out.

After helping Ash get everything cleaned up he headed back towards his bunkhouse. One of the security guards waved at him as he passed and Harry had to hold in a smile at the thought of what his team mates would say if they knew he wouldn't get in any trouble for being out after curfew. Of course he had to remind himself that he would have to tell them he was the owner if any of them caught on.

He was able to sneak into the bunk fairly easily and he realized that Sam must have deliberately stayed in his room until he heard Harry return. As soon as he was sitting down on his bunk Sam came out to do bed check. His bunk mates all told him how lucky he was and he just nodded and made a mental note to thank Sam later. He was excited about the next day of games. They would announce the all star teams for each section at dinner and the playoffs for camp champion would be Friday. He was hoping to make the all star team but would be content to watch the matches as well.

Harry woke early for PT and then spared with Copi for a half hour until breakfast. Copi was a beater on team 2 of red section. Harry was confidant that his team would do well in their final two games that day. He had figured that with their point lead as long as they didn't let the other teams catch the snitch they would win overall for Green section even if they lost both of that day's games.

They played team 1 first that day and Harry was glad that they were so far ahead in points as the snitch did not show up in the entire 2 hour period. He didn't even glimpse it at all for the game. He asked the other seeker if she had seen it and she hadn't either which made him feel better. The final score at the 2 hour time limit was 120-100 in their favor and although it was a victory it only helped to bring team 1 into 2nd place in the standings.

After lunch Harry wandered over to the arts and crafts building to see what classes they were offering during his off period before his afternoon match. He was interested in a few of the things they had going on. He learned how to make candles, and made quite a few to take home with him in different color combinations. There were a few girls braiding thread into friendship bracelets and they taught him a few of the different knots they used. He liked the thick thread they used and they informed him that it was embroidery floss and not normal thread and that was why it was thicker and better for the bracelets. He made a few bracelets and even bought some additional floss from one of the girls to make more later for his other friends. He was going to see if he could add any charms to them to make them functional as well as creative.

The most interesting thing he found in the arts and crafts area was a Native American loom that one of the counselors was teaching campers to weave on. Harry had not had any luck with sewing in the ROR but he was able to weave simple patterns into the loom. By the end of the class he had a rather interesting looking pot holder that he knew Dobby would love since it was hand made by him. He thanked both the councilor and the girls for their instruction and made his way back to his bunk to dump his creations before his next match.

The game against team 4 was startlingly quick. Harry saw the snitch 12 minutes into the game. He decided that it would be more beneficial to his team's point score to get the 150 points for catching the snitch. He took off across the pitch and the other seeker took a moment to long to realize what was happening as Harry had the winged ball in his hand seconds later. His team celebrated madly as this win cemented their undefeated record for Green section and ensured they would be the section winners.

They laughed as they changed out of their uniforms that they got a lot of extra free time before dinner. Harry offered to buy them all Butterbeers if they wanted to accompany him to the gift shop. They all agreed as they wanted to check out what they could buy with their points. Each of them had a minimum of 85 points as they got 10 for each win and 25 for being section champs. Harry had 43 extra points he had earned so far, making his current point total at 128 points.

After buying his team mates their Butterbeers they all looked around the very large gift shop. They had pretty much any Quidditch thing you could imagine as well other camp items and keepsakes. They also operated as a small general store it seemed with a little bit of everything else and food and sweets for the campers. He and Anna walked around trying to decide what they wanted to buy, what they could afford (in Anna's case) as well as what they wanted to get for their friends.

"I like this," Anna commented as she picked up a very soft sweatshirt with the Camp logo on it. It was a pale green which was nice as they were in green section. "Oh, it's only 2 Galleons and 9 sickles!" She told him happily as she had 6 galleons to spend with her current points at 102. She also bought her dad a Winnipeg Wolves T-shirt. As Harry knew her dad was a werewolf he thought it was quite fitting and they laughed about it. She just told the others that for some reason her dad liked the team. The T-shirt was 1 Galleon 8 sickles leaving her with 2 more Galleons to spend.

"You can keep your points," Harry told her. "You may earn more before camp lets out and maybe you'll be invited to attend the Keeper session."

"That would be amazing but my parents could barely afford to send me to this camp so I won't be able to afford another one." She told him with a sad shrug.

"Don't tell anyone but I heard they are lowering the camp costs for next year to like $50 galleons is all. I also heard that they were going to let anyone invited to the special camps come for free since they had already paid full price for this session." Harry told her, pretending he had overheard some of the staff talking.

"Great! Maybe I will keep my points," Anna said and they continued browsing through the more expensive things. There were full Quidditch sets, racing brooms, and lots of autographed things from pro players. Harry was pleasantly surprised with the selection and decided he would take a better look either after the camp was over and before he headed home or when he came back with the twins.

The two of them were stopped on their way back to their section by Oliver. "How's it going Olie?" Harry asked with a grin, watching Anna's eye get wide that Harry seemed to know one of the keeper trainers personally.

"Good Harry and congrats to both of you on your win. I should have expected it though Harry. I mean now that you don't get injured every game how can your team not win with how fast you can catch a snitch. So is this better than the house cup?" Oliver asked him.

"Nah, I like playing with these guys but we are just a thrown together team. There's nothing better than winning the cup for Gryffindor! Besides, nothing I did here made McGonagall cry so it can't beat winning the cup!" Harry said with a laugh and the two explained how they had played together to Anna.

"I actually waved you two over to talk to Anna here," Oliver said with a grin. "You show a lot of promise as a keeper." He told her and Harry grinned at how shy she became while a pro player was praising her. "We want to invite you back for the Keeper Camp in August. Do you think you will be able to make it?"

"I would love to and I could get away," Anna told him with a frown. "But I'm sorry to say that I can't afford the camp fees."

"Opps," Oliver said smacking himself on the forehead. "I was supposed to tell you that since you have already paid for this camp that you will be extended a full scholarship to the Keeper camp. So if money is your only concern I hope to see you there!"

"Sure!" Anna squealed, happy that Harry had been right with what he overheard.

"Excellent! Well I will see you two later and good luck on making the all star team." Oliver said and waved to them before heading off toward the staff area.

"I guess we both get to go to camp again," Harry told her with a smirk and waited until she realized he made the seeker camp. She hugged him happily and the two headed back towards Green section to see what everyone was up to. They still had a few hours until dinner and debating if they wanted to play a mix-up game or just all hang out.

The last rounds of the dueling tournament would be held after dinner but most of the excitement in the room came from the fact that the all star teams would be announced. Everyone was on the edge of their seat when Mike stood up to address them after the meal was ended.

"Thank you all for your hard work and dedication to your squad teams this week," he told them all with a fond smile. "We were very pleased by how well you all played. Before I announce the all star teams I want to congratulate our winning teams for each section. For Blue section we have team 4, for Red section we have team 2, for Yellow section we have team 1 and for Green section we have team 3. Let's have a round of applause for each of these four teams." He said and the teams had to stand up so the other campers could clap for them.

"Now on to the reason you are all so well behaved tonight," He said with a laugh. "I will start with the Green Section All-Star team. For Keeper we have Jesse, Beaters are Patrick and Lothar, Chasers are Tony, Fernando and Gilberto and finally for Seeker we have Harry!" Mike announced and everyone cheered for those that made the team. Harry was glad that he had made the squad and felt bad that Anna had not but Jesse was probably the best keeper at the camp. He did find it interesting that all 7 of them were in the same bunk. It would be Harry's first time playing on a team of all guys. Mike went on to announce the other three section's all-star teams as well before the dueling tournament started again.

The last rounds of the tournament would take place that night. Harry's first opponent was a very tall thin blonde girl that had almost elfin features. She was very nimble and light on her feet. The two dueled for over 20 minutes before Harry was able to startle her by conjuring a flock of doves and then he disarmed her while she was waving off the birds. His next round was for the semi-finals and he was shocked that he had made it that far. He kept reminding himself that he was at Quidditch camp and not a real dueling tournament. He was paired up with Ben from his bunk who was a keeper. Ben had good defense but was weak in offense. It took a lot of more powerful spells to finally break down his shields but after 15 minutes Harry was able to get a few spells through. His shields had been holding against Ben's and he assumed the other boy had won the other rounds just because his shield lasted longer. Harry stunned him shortly after his shield collapsed and won the round, moving him into the finals.

The whole Green section was cheering him on against the other finalist from Red squad. The boy was named Max and was medium build and had shaggy brown hair. He had the look of a "skater boy" and seemed almost bored. Harry realized it was all an act to throw him off his game and wasn't going to let his guard down. It took only two thrown curses from Max for Harry to realize the other boy had much more dueling experience than he did and was most likely from Durmstrang with his accent. Harry had seen how well Victor Krum did in the tri-wizard tournament and knew that Durmstrang taught a lot of the more offensive magic. He was actually enjoying the duel as they were well matched. Max was of average power but he had a larger spell arsenal where Harry had more power and was faster on his feet but still needed to work on increasing his number of castable spells.

After 40 minutes of dueling both of them were starting to tire and Harry decided that he would try a spell that he didn't usually cast and threw the Bat-Bogey hex. He grinned as the spell connected and he followed it up with a quick stunner and a disarming hex. Max was able to block the stunner but not the disarming hex and Harry emerged victorious.

"That was a very well fought championship!" Ken exclaimed to everyone after the applause died down. "That will be 20 points for Max for such a great duel and 30 points for Harry for a great duel and for winning the tournament!" Ken then handed Max a second place trophy and Harry a small gold 1st place trophy. Harry just grinned at the applause of Green squad. He was very happy and it was his first ever trophy that he could keep. Sure he had held trophies before but this one was his and wouldn't be holed up in a trophy room in Hogwarts.

The boys in Harry's bunk all decided to stay in the dining hall for that night's movie. They didn't want to go to bed just yet and decided to just hang out with anyone else who wanted to watch a movie. Harry just did as the rest wanted; he was in too good of a mood to sleep and couldn't wait for the next day's games to see if they could win the camp championship.

Harry and his newly formed Green Squad team made their way towards their pitch for their planning session at 7 am on Friday. Since they played 3 games that day their only opportunity to meet was before breakfast. Each game would be timed like the others had been except they had 3 hours to find the snitch. The team with the highest score after the round robin tournament would be the camp champs. They had their first match against Red Squad at 9 am and then they played Yellow Squad at 1:30 pm. There was a special Barbeque dinner starting at 4:30 pm until their last game against Blue Squad at 6 pm. They then had an all camp dance after the last match as the final camp activity.

Harry decided he liked his newly formed team and after the planning session with Sam and the girls Green squad counselor Lani they were all set for their three matches. They figured they had lunch and dinner to change their strategies after the each game if needed. They were all wearing their camp Quidditch robes with the green side showing and even posed for a team photo. Harry knew he would be spending some of his earned points on buying copies of both his team photos and other photos that had been taken throughout the week.

45 minutes into the game Harry was thankful they had Jesse as their keeper. He had blocked 6 goals already and only let 2 in that were impossible to block. Their chasers were doing well, the twins from his bunk worked as well together as Fred and George and he wondered if it was a sort of identical twin magic. They were already ahead 70 to 20 and they hadn't even been playing an hour! Harry was using all his best moves knowing that the other two teams were competing on another pitch and couldn't be spying. He was in his element and having a blast. He decided that he loved the feeling of a Quidditch game more than any other feeling he had experienced.

Right at the 2 hour mark Harry saw the snitch. He was glad they had extended the all star games as he had not seen it until then. He raced across the pitch followed closely by the other team's seeker. The snitch didn't seem to want to be caught because it was avoiding them spectacularly. It finally dove down to almost skimming the grass. Harry was in hot pursuit but his opposing seeker was more cautions and stayed around 4 feet from the ground. Harry decided to try his move from his 1st ever match and assumed a surfing position on his broom which was still at full speed following the snitch. There was thunderous applause as he grabbed hold of the snitch and was able to just lightly step off his broom without falling. He looked over to the stands to notice they were almost full of the remaining Red and Green squad campers and probably over half the staff.

The final score of the game was 290 to 60 with a victory for the Green Squad team. They all celebrated as they headed for the showers and then lunch. They wanted to eat early to give themselves time to digest before their game at 1:30 pm. The other match between Yellow and Blue lasted the entire 3 hours and was fairly low scoring at 100 to 80 with a victory for Blue squad.

They played Yellow squad after lunch and he was surprised to see even more fans in the stands. It seemed that the staff had turned out in force to watch their employer play. The game was much faster pace than the last one had been. It seemed that Yellow did not take too favorably to loosing to Blue and were determined to win the match. They were so determined to win though that they were making stupid mistakes and committing obvious fouls. An hour into the game Harry's team had scored 30 points just on penalty shots and were leading 70 to 40.

Harry saw the snitch during another penalty shot and knew he had to wait until play resumed before flying after it. He kept a close eye on the Yellow seeker but was happy to see he was busy yelling at his keeper and not watching for the snitch. As soon as the referee signaled for play to begin again Harry zoomed off down the pitch after the snitch. The little winged ball didn't put up near the fight as it had the previous game and he was able to catch it fairly quickly. He had just held up his fist victoriously when he heard the bludgers zooming towards him. He instinctively performed a sloth-grip roll and was flying upside down to see both bludgers collide inches from where his head had been seconds before.

The applause for his quick reflexes of avoiding the bludgers was fierce and his team mates were all just relieved that he was not injured and would be able to continue playing for the next match. The final score was 240 to 60 with a victory for Green. They had finished the game in just under 2 hours and had plenty of time to relax and change before the big barbeque and their last match. Blue squad had beaten Red squad 100 to 80 with neither team catching the snitch. Harry was told that the snitch had been spotted twice durring the game but the beaters did a great job of distracting the seekers into loosing the ball.

The barbeque dinner was great. There were picnic tables and blankets set out around a big fire pit as well as tables just laden down with food. Harry had a barbeque pork sandwich, coleslaw, fruit salad and a huge glass of pink lemonade. He was having a great time lounging around with the friends he had made that week. They were all just laying on different blankets and talking trying to rest up before their last game. It was nice to have so many people to talk to that didn't seem to care too much that he was a celebrity. He had promised most of them he would sign team photos the next day between breakfast and the pro player meet and greet that was scheduled before check-out. He hadn't recognized any pro players but a few had been pointed out to him. He realized that he knew names of players and their position much better than what they looked like.

Since both Green and Blue squad were undefeated going into the final match it was assumed that whichever team won, would win the camp championship. Blue Squad's seeker was the Asian girl he had dueled two nights ago. He knew she had quick reflexes and was looking forward to some good competition for the snitch. The game was much slower paced than the other two and Harry couldn't tell if that was from everyone having eaten too much and already played 2 other games that day or if it was because the beaters seemed to be having a vicious competition.

Harry glimpsed the snitch 30 minutes into the game but had to duck a bludger the next second and lost it before he had even begun to chase it. He had adopted a much higher cruising altitude at that point and had to keep half his attention focused on the bludgers rather than all of it on finding the snitch. Finally with only about 20 minutes left in the match he saw the snitch. It was hovering around the center goal post on the Blue side.

He grinned evilly and made a direct dive toward the blue keeper. He smiled at the screams of outrage from the stands and the scared look on the keepers face as he flew closer and closer to him. The keeper dodged out of the way of Harry and he had a clear shot to the snitch. He tucked closer to the handle of his broom and shot through the goal post and grabbed the snitch. He realized that the other seeker had not followed him and guessed she assumed he was just trying to mess with the keeper.

It took a few seconds for the crowd of spectators, the largest yet, to realize that he had caught the snitch and soon the applause was almost deafening. He grinned at his team mates as he held up the snitch for the third time that day. He had gone undefeated for camp by never loosing a snitch to another seeker! The final score was 250 to 60 with the victory for Green squad. They hadn't heard the score of the other game but knew that with three wins and catching the snitch all three times there was almost no chance that they didn't win the camp championship.

The stands cleared out quickly as all the campers hurried back to their bunks to get ready for that nights dance. Harry was glad it was just an informal dance and he never wanted to go through anything like the Yule Ball ever again. He had promised Anna and a few other friends that they could teach him to dance tonight and was determined to enjoy himself. He figured he could just stand there and move his head to the beat of the music if all else failed. Here at the Farm he didn't have to worry about embarrassing himself and he decided he wouldn't care what others thought about him when he returned to school either!

Harry showered and opened his trunk trying to decide what exactly to wear to the dance. He had been using his "school" compartment of the trunk making it seem like an ordinary trunk to the other guys and realized he hadn't placed any of his nicer clothes in that compartment. While the other guys were arguing over who got the shower next he shrunk the trunk and knocked on Sam's door.

"Can I borrow some space in your room for a second?" He asked him and motioned to his trunk in his hand.

"Sure," Sam offered and closed the door behind them. "I take it that is not an ordinary trunk then?"

"Nope," Harry said with a grin before resizing it. "This is a very versatile one of a kind trunk that I had made specially this summer." He explained to Sam about the different compartments as he expanded the wardrobe and tried to decide what to wear. He must have looked lost because Sam just chuckled and then moved him aside before picking out an outfit for Harry to wear. It was a pair of Dockers with a brown belt, his Doc Martins and the emerald green button down shirt that matched his eyes perfectly.

"This will work for the dance. I'd put a t-shirt under the button down just in case you get hot. This will make the girls realize you took the time to look nice but still be causal enough the guys won't give you a hard time." Sam told him with a smirk. "Now get back out there!"

Harry thanked him and shrunk his trunk back down before heading back into the mess that was quickly becoming his bunk house. It seemed the other boys were just as confused as him what to wear. Once Harry was dressed he noticed Tony looking at him with a smile. "Hey boys!" He called out to the other guys in the room. "Harry here is all spiffed up; I think we should follow his lead!" The rest of them turned to see what Harry was wearing and he had to hold in a howl of laughter that anyone would ever turn to him for fashion advice.

Soon enough all of them were ready and making their way toward the dining hall for the dance. They were all in about the same type of outfit with either slacks or nice jeans with a button down shirt over a t-shirt and dressier shoes or boots. They were also all received well from the girls when they arrived. The girls had gone all out for the dance. Some were in sundresses and others in nice outfits, there were very few who you would have guessed were at a sports camp with how nice and feminine they looked.

Anna grabbed Harry right away and dragged him to the dance floor. She was wearing a light blue gingham sundress with her hair in a braid. She didn't seem to care that he didn't know what he was doing and soon enough he realized that this type of dancing didn't require any kind of practice or steps you just moved however you felt to the music. After he realized there were no set moves he was able to loosen up and enjoy himself. It seemed that every girl at the camp wanted to dance with him and he indulged most of them, sometimes dancing with a group of girls at a time.

By the end of the night Harry was sure that he would never get the memory of dancing with so many girls out of his mind. He decided that dances were not so bad and that if Dumbles was stupid enough to hold another one he would happily go and show off his newfound skills. He wondered how many of the girls at Hogwarts would want to dance with him. He headed back to the bunk with his friends when the dance ended; they had stayed the entire time. They were all exhausted after a day full of games and then the dance and fell asleep easily.

The next morning when they woke up they all said their good-byes in case they didn't get a chance later. There were awards to be handed out after breakfast and then they had an hour free before the Professional players meet and greet. They all had to be packed and checked out by 2 pm. Harry was planning on staying and talking with the staff but just told them all that he had a 2 pm portkey so they didn't wonder why he was the last to leave.

Breakfast was an interesting affair as everyone was running around the hall getting addresses of their new friends so they could floo or owl them. Harry had already written out his owl address on a bunch of bits of paper and was handing them out to his friends that were not in his bunk as they asked.

Mike stood up after breakfast was over to announce the different awards. There were a bunch of silly awards like Cleanest, Messiest, Funniest and the like where the camper got 10 points and a printed certificate. Everyone laughed as Harry won the award for Craziest! They then went into the individual position awards. Each position had 2 awards for example the seekers had Best New Seeker and Best Veteran Seeker. The veteran players were those who had played for 3 or more years on an organized team and the new players were those who had played 2 or fewer years or were not on an actual team. Harry won the Best Veteran Seeker award while the Asian girl he had played on Blue squad won the Best New Seeker. Jesse won Best New Keeper and Tony won Best Veteran Chaser, the rest were from the other sections.

The last award was the announcement of the winning team for Camp Champions. As they had suspected Harry and his Green Squad All Star Team were the Camp Champs. He had never felt so happy before and figured he could cast a spectacular patronus with that memory. He got 30 points for being Camp Champ, plus the 10 he got for each victory the day before. He also received 3 points for his diving catch at the Blue team keeper, 10 points for his "Craziest" award and 20 points for being Best Veteran Seeker. All told he now had 221 points to spend in the Gift Shop which is the equivalent of $13 galleons.

A bunch of them headed over to the gift shop after breakfast to spend their points. Harry wanted to get a poster with pictures of both his teams so they could all sign it and he could hang it up at school. He had sent a request for it the day before to the Gift Shop Manager hoping she could have one created for him. When they got there they noticed the new section of photos and posters of the campers and he grinned to himself. Not only had she made his request but she also had examples of the other sections as well.

He bought the poster that had a large photo of his Team 1 and the Green All-Star team. It was a large poster 2 foot by 3 foot and there was plenty of room for his team mates to sign their names using the color change photo markers he had bought. The poster was $2 Galleons and the markers were $1 Galleon. He also got photos of both teams and one of him and all his bunk mates with Sam, each photo was $12 Sickles. He then bought almost every individual photo they had of him. There was one of his Keeper Dive catch, his surfing move, his dangling catch, a Wronski feint, him dueling Copi, his being named dueling champ and one of him and Anna. Each of the individual photos was $5 sickles each. He then bought a new photo album for all his Quidditch photos. It was dark green leather and had the Farm logo embossed on the cover and was $3 Galleons 8 Sickles. He also purchased a green sweatshirt with the camp logo for $2 Galleons 9 sickles and an Oliver Wood action figure that he thought Professor McGonagall would like for $1 Galleon 6 sickles. Overall he spent $14 Galleons 9 Sickles but only had to pay $1 Galleon 9 sickles out of his own pocket after using his $13 Galleons worth of points.

Anna laughed at his large purchase. She had $2 Galleons of points left to spend and only bought a team photo and 2 photos of her keeping so she still had $12 Sickles left for Keeper camp. The rest of his bunk mates used all their points and then some on different gifts and they all had to head back to pack their things before the Pro meet and greet. Harry didn't want to show off that he had enough money to buy out the entire gift shop and decided he would just use his points and a few extra galleons and keep his fortune a secret for now.

The pro player meet and greet was quite boring for Harry. He had never appreciated his own celebrity and thought how some of the pro players strutted around was ludicrous. He also thought it was amusing how the campers all acted like star struck little kids and almost bounced from one pro to another getting autographs.

"Not into the whole thing huh?" Oliver asked him with a grimace as he watched the pro's try to out do each other with their fake smiles.

"Definitely not," Harry told him. "I hate it when people fawn over me because of the whole Boy-who-Lived thing but these people are all acting like Lockhart. It's quite disturbing but at least I understand now why my farmhouse was turned into a luxury hotel. I assume it's for posers like these."

Oliver just laughed and headed over to break up an argument between two girl campers. They seemed to be arguing over which one of them some American chaser thought was prettier. Harry just shook his head and was about to head back to his bunk to make sure he was packed when he was surrounded by some of the campers from other sections.

"We heard you were signing autographs for your bunkmates. Can you sign some for us?" A boy from yellow section asked him and held up an individual photo of Harry doing one of his crazy moves.

"Sure, I guess." Harry said realizing they wouldn't let him have any peace until he signed them. "I left my markers in my bunk let me ask one of the counselors to have a house elf get them." He wandered over to Oliver and told him what was going on. Once he was done laughing at Harry he summoned Miko to get Harry's new markers and even conjured a table and chair for him to sit at. As much as he hated the celebrity he wasn't going to let the other campers down, especially if they all bought photos of him at the gift shop.

The camp staff could be seen trying to hold in their laughter as the rumor of Harry Potter signing autographs spread through the campers. Soon Harry's table was surrounded with his fellow campers and the pro players were looking shocked. The staff at the farm thought it was hilarious that the pro players were being ignored in favor of a 15 year old boy. The gift shop was barely keeping up with demand for Harry Potter pictures and had to bring in extra house elves to help make copies of the photos.

Finally, what seemed like an eternity later, Harry was done signing autographs for the campers. When the last one hurried back to their bunk to finish packing he breathed a sign of relief and rubbed his sore wrist. That was worse than taking notes! He looked up and realized the pro players were starting at him and had realized who he was. He even had to sign a few autographs for some of the pro players. He did notice Oliver howling with laughter in the background as he signed an autograph for one of the pros.

Harry was able to say goodbye to all of his new friends before heading over to the staff area. He wanted to see what the staff had thought of the changes and if there was anything else they wanted to change before next weeks chaser and beater camps. Miko had already sent his trunk to the main house for whenever he planned on returning so he could either leave later that day or even the next.

"So how'd you like camp Harry?" Garret was the first to ask him when he walked into the mess hall and realized they must have been having a post-camp meeting.

"It was great!" Harry told them with a grin. "I think everyone else enjoyed themselves as well. The points were a big hit."

"I thought they really helped keep everything more relaxed," Ilma Hooch stated. "In previous camps those that thought they were better than others or the current point leaders were very cocky and not very nice to the other campers."

"I think they gave the kids something to work towards even if they were not in the running for one of the all star spots," Sam told them all. "It made everyone seem included for the whole week regardless of their actual Quidditch talent."

"The poster idea with the team photos was great," Mike told Harry. "I believe it will become our biggest seller. Well that along with all our exclusive Harry Potter camp photos." He said with a smirk. "Did you know that we averaged 2 photos of you sold per camper? I think there were only 2 campers who didn't buy at least one." Harry just groaned and rubbed his still sore wrist.

"So other than the beaters and chasers who else is here next week?" Harry asked curiously.

"Coaches and referees," Mike told him. The chasers and beaters take up two sections and then we split the coaches and referees into their own sections to avoid any personality clashes."

"Sounds like fun," Harry said with a smirk just imagining the arguments that could break out between coaches and referees.

He spent the rest of the afternoon talking with the staff and went to visit the sanctuary with Ash again before heading back to England. He wanted to see how Dudley was holding up. He was worried that his aunt and uncle would get too mouthy and Dud would punch one of them.