Proving Yourself (HP next generation story about Hugo Weasley)

Hope y'all like it. I have been working on for awhile, then forgot about it, then found it again, cleaned it up, and then finally decided to post it.

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Hugo Weasley was not just another boy. People would never just pass him in the street completely indifferent. No, he was Hugo Weasley. Which meant that people had to stop and stare everytime they saw him, and - more importantly - his family that stood next to him.

A name wasn't just a name in the wizarding world, espically after a war. Even though it had been roughly 25 years since the war had concluded, everyone still seemed wound up about. Which meant everytime a Weasley or Potter left the house, reporters from the Daily Prophet had to follow them around constantly, leaving them no privacy. When Bill and Fleur took their first daughter, Victoire - who was the oldest of the Weasley family - to get her first wand and school supplies, the newspapers filled their stories with the Weasley name: "Victoire Weasley Begins Her Hogwarts Adventure", "The First of the Weasley Family Buys Her First Wand", and "Bill and Fleur Weasley's Daughter Buys her Hogwarts Supplies - A Promise that this Year at Hogwarts will be an Interesting One." And when Victoire got engaged to Teddy, well, the reporters practically stalked the couple - and still are to this day.

Hugo Weasley thought, while some of the stories were rather pointless and stupid, that the attention was not as bad as all the other family members complained it was. He actually liked the attention that the reporters showered him with - it made him feel like that he wasn't as seperated from the family as he felt he was.

Why would he ever feel that he was seperated from his family, you ask? Well, it has to do with the fact that he was a Hufflepuff. It wasn't that he was the only Hufflepuff of the family - Teddy Lupin and Molly Weasley had both been in the house - but he had always felt that him being in that house was different. Both Teddy and Molly had parents that were in Hufflepuff - both of it being their mothers in that house - but Hugo didn't have any parents that were in Hufflepuff. His parents were both in Gryffindor.

His parents continued to tell him that it didn't make any difference, that they still loved him the same as before. While Hugo wanted to believe them, he knew that he couldn't. How could they possibly be proud of him? He has done nothing for the family name. Rose, his older sister of 2 years, sure has, though. She was sorted into Gryffindor - and, according to Albus, the hat had barely touched her head before it shouted out the house - which made their parents beam with pride enough as it is. But then she went on to please them. She got top marks in her classes, beating Malfoy out so that she was impressing father; she was made a prefect, to the happiness of both their parents as they were both prefects in their schooling years; she was made quidditch captain, making father proud; and just this year she was made Head Girl, which made mother smile so widely.

And what has Hugo done? Nothing. He tried out for quidditch, and didn't even make the bloody team in second year. His grades were barely passing as it was, and that was with his genius sister's help! He believed that there was no way that his parents could possibly be proud of him when he had all of his family members to be compared to.

With Rose, Victoire, and Molly getting top grades; with James, Fred, Roxanne, and Dominique pulling the most legendary pranks that will most likely be remembered for years to come in Hogwarts history; with Lily, Louis, and Lucy being perfectly happy about everything; even with Albus being the only Slytherin in the family and best friends with Scorpius Malfoy, he is still noticed and loved more than Hugo is and ever will be!

Yes, Hugo did like the attention that the Prophet reporters gave him. It made him feel wanted and loved.

Right now though, Hugo was sad that he the attention that he treasured every summer from the reporters was coming to end. It was his first day back from Hogwarts and he already felt invisible. It didn't help that none of his family members were no longer in house, since Molly graduated last year. All Hugo had left of his family members were Lily and Rose in Gryffindor, and Albus in Slytherin.

Hugo only felt more alone at the thought.

"Hugo!" That was the voice of Hugo's best friend, Nicole Fosnot, calling his name from down the corridor to get his attention. When Hugo didn't respond, Nicole rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation of her best friend, and then caved in and ran after him. "Hugo, when the hell did you get so fvcking fast?"

"When I'd rather be alone." His voice sounded hollow and empty, but it didn't worry Nicole. Hugo was usually like this after the summer and holiday breaks from school. She figured that this meant their newly made tradition must be into effect to help cheer him up.

"Come on," she said, grabbing his hand and dragging him in a different direction than his dorm room.

"But I-" he tried to protest, but Nicole would have none of it.

"I am not going to let you go to dorm room just to sulk like you always do the first day we get back from a holiday break!"

Hugo just looked at her in shock that she knew that.

Nicole rolled her eyes at his surprise. "Oh please, Hugo, I'm your best friend. Of course I'm going to notice when you are depressed - if even for a day - and learn to put two and two together. Just because your family hasn't picked up on it yet doesn't mean that I am just as ignorant."

Hugo didn't know what to say, so he just closed his mouth and let her drag him to wherever she was planning to take him.

"The kitchens? Really?" He asked amused as Nicole let go of his hand to tickle the pear and open the door.

"Yes, really. I know that there is no way I will be able to convince you to go to the Great Hall, so I am not going to let you starve to death all alone in your room."

"I do not-" Nicole cut him off with a pointed, and Hugo just closed his mouth and looked down at the ground - suddenly finding that they carpet was rather interesting.

"Miss Fosnot!" The elves squeaked out, "you have come again!"

"Again?" Hugo asked amused once again.

"I come here sometimes, just to relax and hang out..." Sometimes cry my eyes out, she thought, but did not dare to speak it out loud. "Anyways, what do you want to eat?"

"I don't know... I'm fine really... not really hungry right now."

Nicole rolled her eyes. "Why do I even bother asking you anymore? I swear, I know you better than you do! Blinky," she said, signally the small elf that stood before her with wide eyes, "get us some bacon please."

"Of course Miss Fosnot! So kind Miss Fosnot is! Blinky will sure get Miss Fosnot some bacon, as quickly as Blinky can!" The elf squealed as it raced back into the kitchens.

Hugo smirked, "Well, she was sure... enthusiastic?"

"Yeah... Blinky is one of the more 'enthusiastic' elves as you put it, but she is one of the most caring and comforting elves as well. And, anyways, being enthusiastic isn't necessarily a bad thing..." Nicole's voice trailed off.

Hugo sighed, this was a losing battle. "So where do we sit?"

Nicole smiled and grabbed his hand again, leading him over to the chairs that were somewhat hidden in a corner, "Come on."

Hugo took the empty seat across from Nicole and waited patiently for the bacon to come. "Do they usually act like this?" he asked Nicole, since the elves were moving around so quickly and food ingrediants seemed to litterally be flying through the air. Hugo even swore that he saw 2 elves fighting over a ham to make into bacon.

"Yeah. I know that it seems a little crazy at first, but you get used to it after a while. I find it rather cute now," Nicole said with a sigh.

"Blinky has the bacon Miss Fosnot ask for!" Blinky squeaked out as he placed a plate of bacon that held nearly 3 feet high of bacon.

"Holy shit..." Hugo breathed while Nicole told the elves her thanks. Hugo didn't wait two more seconds before he started scarfing down the bacon by handfuls.

"That can't be healthy," Nicole told him with a kind smile, "or human." He just scowled at her while he continued to devour the bacon at incredible speed.

Nicole couldn't help but linger on his features while he was momentarily distracted. His fiery red hair always drew the eye to him in a crowd, even though his hair had slight brown tints to them. He had light blue eyes that looked almost clear, and a long nose. And even though she was the same age as him, he towered over her in height, being very lanky in his build. Freckles lined his face, and Nicole had been able to count 26 before Hugo looked away from his bacon and caught her staring. A pink tinge colored over her cheeks and she grabbed a piece of bacon from the table to look occupied and not as embarassed as she felt.

Hugo couldn't help bit notice the blush rush over her cheeks, even though she tried her best to cover it up with her blonde bangs. Her green eyes were focused on a piece of bacon in her hand, but it didn't seem that she was intent on eating it at the moment.

They both just ate together in silence for the rest of the time. To Nicole it was an awkward silence, but Hugo couldn't understand why she was being so quiet all of a sudden. Nicole couldn't help but feel that it was completely obvious, but yet Hugo was entirely oblivious. He couldn't see what was so plainly right in front of his face.


"Oh my God! You guys totally missed it!" Hugo and Nicole's fellow Hufflepuff friend, Henry Swanson, told them as they entered the common room together.

"Missed what?" Nicole asked as she at on the common room couch. The Hufflpuff common room was round, earthy and low-ceilinged, welcoming, warm and sunny place. There were tons of plants decorated around the room, making the common room very popular since it smelled so nice. There were lots of yellow hangings, burnished copper, and overstuffed sofas and armchairs upholstered in yellow and black - one of which that Nicole was currently sitting on and trying to do her Charms homework on. With OWLS coming up this year, she was beyond frustrated with her difficult school work.

"At dinner! Oh my God, Headmistress McGonnagal made the most important announcement ever!"

"And that announcement was...?" Hugo said, in an attempt to get the answer out of Henry quicker.

No such luck it appeared, as Henry just smirked and crossed his arms over his chest. "Gosh, I am feeling tired" (insert totally fake yawn here) "you know, I will just tell you guys tomorrow."

"Henry!" Nicole whined, "dude, come on, stop being so dramatic! Just get on with it and tell us what the goddam announcement was."

"Touchy," Henry teased.

"Dude, come on," Hugo pleaded with his best friend.

"Maybe if you get on your knees and beg to me; maybe then I will consider it." Henry's smirk was huge now. Nicole threw a yellow pillow with a black badger sewn onto it at him. It hit him square in the face causing him to stumble back slightly in shock. "Now what was that for?"

"Oh don't even try your innocent act and tell us what we missed already," Nicole said, her eyes never leaving the parchment on her lap as she scribbled on it quickly.

"Well, I guess I will start with the bad news first then," Henry then faced Hugo, "Quidditch is canceled this year."

"What! No!" Hugo fell onto the yellow plush couch and groaned. This was the second time (his second year being the first time) that Hugo was going to try out for the Quidditch team, since half the team had graduated the year before and the captain must be desperate for team members - the chances of Hugo actually getting on the team was as high as it was ever going to be. "Well that just ruined my day."

"Don't be too sure of that yet Hugo. If he is starting out with the bad news, obviously there has to be good news to follow it up," Nicole said, still focused upon her homework. She sighed right afterwards though, and stuffed the parchment back into her bag, planning on waiting until the last minute to accomplish it like she usually did.

"Thanks for taking all the fun out of watching him suffer, oh wise one," Henry said flatly while Hugo was the one to thrown a pillow at him.

"So what's the good news then?" Hugo asked.

"Well, I'm guessing that your parents have told you about the Triwizard Tournament, right?" Henry looked excited now.

"The what?" Nicole asked, while Hugo nodded enthusiastically.

"Well, we are not hosting the Triwizard tournament this year-"

"Then why did you even bring it up?" Hugo interupted. Nicole still looked confused.

"You didn't let me finish. What I was saying was that we are no hosting the Triwizard Tournament this year, but we are hosting the QuaWizard Tournament."

"Quawizard? God, if I didn't know better I would say that you two are making up words," Nicole mumbled under her breath.

"Quawizard? As in like, 4 wizards instead of just 3?" Hugo asked Henry, not paying attention to whatever Nicole was mumbling.

"Yes! And instead of the competitors coming from different schools, each contestant will be picked from each house!"

"Why do you look like you are going to burst into pieces from happiness? What, do you plan on putting your name in the goblet?"

"Even if I wanted to I couldn't, the age restriction is for students 17 and up, and I rather like staying alive thank you very much."

"Hey! Guys! Yeah, remember me? Nicole? You know, the girl who has been your best friend since first year? Yeah, that girl. Well she is a muggleborn and has absolutely no idea what a Triwizard or Quawizard Tournament and would really like to figure it out!" Nicole's patience wore thin quickly.

Hugo sighed, and looked up at Henry with pleading eyes. "You want to take this one?"

Henry smirked. "Nah, I think you would do a better job explaining it then I ever could." With that, he walked down the tunnel to his dormitory, leaving Hugo the difficult task of explaining to Nicole yet another wizarding custom. He made a note to himself that, when he saw Henry later, he would kill him.


"Well it sure does sound... intriguing..."

"Intriguing?" Hugo asked.

"Well, I mean, it just sounds so... so..." Nicole eyes lit up dangerously, "rewarding."


"Etneral glory, and fame, and gosh so much galleons, and-"

"Death? Pain? Don't forget about how dangerous this competition is, Nicole. The last thing I need is for you to find a way to trick the goblet and get yourself killed in the competition!"

"Please, I could never find a way to trick the goblet." Nicole dismissed the idea.

"Really? Really? That's the only reason that you won't enter the competition, the only reason! No, not because it is incredibly dangerous, or because people get killed in the tournament all the time, but because you can't trick the goblet into letting you get in."

"Stop thinking so negatively about it! Yeah, sure, its dangerous, but what about everything else? What about if you could win? Wouldn't you want the fame?"

"People already know who I am - reporters make sure of that."

"What about the galleons?"

"There are other people who have a better use for it than me."

"What about etneral glory?"

"I'm always going to be a Weasley, people will always know me for the great deeds my parents did."

A smile crept onto Nicole's lips. "What about proving that you are indeed your parent's children? What about proving that you truly are a Weasley, and can do just as great things as your mother, and father, and sister. What about the glory of proving yourself to everyone."

Hugo would have been lying if he told Nicole that it the idea wasn't tempting, so he decided that it was best if he just did not speak. He just shook his head at his friend, and briefly wondered how she became a Hufflepuff when she sounded so much like a Slytherin at the moment. "You're crazy," he said eventually, "to want to die for power; that is just insane."

Nicole sighed. It was pointless to try and explain this to him. "Yeah, sure, I guess you're right. Well, I'm going to bed, I'm tired. See you tomorrow."

Hugo watched her leave, contemplating her words that she had just spoken. 'Etneral glory... fame... galleons... the glory of proving yourself to everyone.'

Yeah, Hugo loved to be in the spotlight, and loved the flash of the camera as a reporter took a photo of him to give him just that - the chance to be in the spotlight and noticed. Hugo thought that no one really paid attention to him much in his family, since he had never done anything big enough to be noticed above all the other Weasley-Potter children. So to Hugo, the thought of being known as the winner of the Quawizard Cup sounded... amazing.

Hugo quickly shook off all of his crazy thoughts. Nicole must really be rubbing off on me too much, he thought briefly before retreating to his own dorm room to go to bed. Entering the competition is impossible... and stupid. I don't want to die because I was obessed with getting power - that's how Voldemort died of all people! Well, at least, it will be fun to watch I guess.

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