This story just would not leave my head!

I read a story like this a while back but I forgot what it was called, so if anyone thinks they know it, could you please tell me, I didn't get to read all the chapters! Apart from that Enjoy

The noise was deafening even in the top box James Potter had to cover his hears

"Bulgaria are definitely going to win" said Annie, "they have Victor Krum as seeker and Roman Pollius as chaser, no way will they lose" she told her brother

At the mention of Roman Pollius James instinctively glanced at his wife.

The Potters where currently at the quidditch world cup finals, Bulgaria against Ireland, it was because of this world cup that James and Lily had seen the picture of the seventeen year old Roman, surprisingly he looked exactly like James had when he was seventeen, the big difference being the eyes, Roman had Lily's emerald green eyes.

"Ireland flattened Peru, in the semi-finals" retorted Alexander hotly

Alex and Annie Potter had been arguing about the subject for weeks, and it was really starting to get old.

"Yeah, but Krum and Pollius both play for the Vratsa Vultures and they won the European cup" said Ron Weasley joining in the conversation

James wasn't sure how he had done it, but Arthur Weasley had gotten his children seats in the top box.

Suddenly the minister for magic Cornelius Fudge and the Bulgarian minister entered the box

Noticing them, Fudge started walking over, waving his arms around like a lunatic

"Mr Oblansk" Said Fudge very slowly, "may I introduce you to the Potters" he said gesturing to the family of four, "Lily Potter here is our head of department of magical law enforcement and James Potter is one of our best aurors" he said gesturing to Lily and then James, " and these two" he said pointing to Alex and Annie, "are there children, Alexander here is fifteen and dear Annie is thirteen" Fudge said obviously proud that he remembered the children's names and ages, " and of course you know about Harry Potter, you know the boy that rid us of you-know-who" he said and then seeing the looks on Lily and James' face, hastily added, "it was tragic of course what happened to him, poor boy, suddenly going missing like that, I'm sure he's in a better place now"

James would have loved to have seen the expression on Fudge's face if he had told him that Harry was currently getting ready for the big match and that he believed Harry was really Roman Pollius.

Fudge quickly walked off, introducing the minister to the Malfoys

Ludo Bagman suddenly walked in with Sirius and Remus right behind him

"You're late" said Annie, sitting next to Ginny Weasley

"Oh contraire my dear" said Sirius ruffling her blond hair, which she had inherited form James's mother, "the match hasn't even started yet, so were actually early" he said

Bagman's voice suddenly filled the large stadium; he had used a spell to amplify his voice

"Welcome one and all" he said as the stadium quieted down and everyone took their seats, "it's time for the final match of this year's quidditch world cup, between Bulgaria and Ireland-"

James drowned him out as he started at the stadium, the possibility that he would be seeing his son for the first time in sixteen years was too much for him, of course Roman Pollius might not be Harry but their were tests that could prove it and James was convinced that he could get the boy to take one, there were far too many similarities to ignore, Roman not only looked like James and Lily but he was the exact same age as Harry would have been and it was a known fact that Roman was adopted.

When Harry had gone missing the night of the attack, everyone had believed he had died but there was no evidence to back that claim up, there was every chance that Harry could have been found by the Pollius's and adopted

"Talk about the luck of the Irish" Bagman said as gold coins suddenly rained down on everyone, James realised that he had completely missed the mascots.

"And now for our teams" Bagman roared, "here come the Irish" he yelled excitedly, players clad in green zoomed around the pitch to deafening roars

The big screen lit up, showing the individual players as they flew around

"What chance do you think they have?" Sirius asked

"Not sure" James said excitedly, "Pollius and Krum together, are very difficult to beat but the Irish are a strong team "he replied

"Here come the Bulgarians" Bagman roared as players clad in red zipped around the field, this time James paid attention when the screen showed the individual players, finally Romans face was shown flying around the pitch behind Krum, windswept raven black hair and determined emerald green eyes filled the screen.

James felt a burst of pride; his boy was in quidditch world cup final, and at only seventeen.

"Come on Bulgaria" Yelled Annie, one of the few Bulgarian supporters in the box

The ref blew his whistle and the match was underway

James stared at the pitch, this was by far one of the dirties matches he had ever seen, Bulgaria and Ireland seemed more determined to hurt each other then score any points and to make it worse the ref seemed to be blind.

"Pollius has the Quaffle, passes it to Ivanova, back to Pollius, now Levski, a reverse pass to Pollius, oh no watch out!" yelled Bagman as a Bludger headed to Pollius, "what talent" yelled Bagman as Pollius hanged upside down off his broom with the Quaffle in one hand, "the sloth grip roll, haven't seen that in a long while" he said as Pollius righted himself,

"Pollius-Levski-Ivanova-Pollius-GOAL, POLLIUS SCORES" Yelled Bagman, excitedly as Krum and Pollius high fived

"I don't believe it" said Bagman as Pollius and Levski flew either side of the Irish player with the Quaffle and Ivanova flew below the player

One hundred thousand witches and wizards gasped as Pollius and Levski brutally slammed into Mullet, trying to get her to drop the Quaffle

"What a bunch of cheaters" roared Alex

"You weren't saying that when Moran pulled on Pollius's broom" retorted Annie hotly

"And Mullet has lost the Quaffle" Bagman groaned as Ivanova caught the Quaffle, "wake up, ref"

"Uh oh" said Bagman, James followed his eye sight and saw two Bludgers headed straight for Roman

"Watch out" Yelled Bagman but to no avail, both Bludgers slammed into Pollius, causing him to fall off his broom

The Bulgarian fans stood up in outrage

"Foul" cried Bagman

"Foul" echoed Mr Weasley, "how dare they hurt the boy like that, they should know better"

"Dad, he's one of the best Chaser on that pitch, its just common sense to hurt him" said George

Before he could collide with the ground, Krum caught him and landed safely on the ground as Volkov saved Pollius's broom and landed next to Krum.

The ref noticing that three of the players weren't flying any more blew the whistle and ran towards the injured boy.

"I'm sure he's alright" yelled Bagman, to the angry crowd in red

"Got to hurt" commented Fred

"Wouldn't want to be him" said Charlie

"It looks like the Bulgarians are yelling at the ref" yelled Bagman, as James looked closer, he realised that the entire Bulgarian team were surrounding the ref, all obviously yelling.

"He deserves it" commented Ron, "even I can ref this game better then he can"

"He's getting up" yelled Annie excitedly

Roman Pollius was indeed getting up, to loud cheers from the fans clad in red

"He's alright folks" yelled Bagman as Pollius stood up holding his stomach, Krum said a few words and Pollius nodded and got back on his broom

The match was back underway with the scores tied at one hundred and thirty when Victor Krum suddenly flew across the pitch like a madman

"And Krums spotted the snitch" yelled Bagman

Annie jumped to her feet, "faster, faster" she yelled at Krum, who had Lynch the Irish seeker on his tail, Lynch seemed to be pulling on Krum's broom but before the ref could do anything Pollius slammed into him causing Lynch to fall off his broom, and slam into the ground at full speed

The fans clad in green roared outraged, surely a foul, the leprechaun mascots rose into the air in anger.

"Ouch!" said Remus

"Somebody slap the referee" yelled Bagman when he called no foul

Krum seemed to have lost the snitch

After fifteen more fast and furious minuets, Ireland had pulled ahead; one hundred and fifty to Bulgaria's one hundred and thirty

"levski-Moran-Troy-Mullet-Troy-Pollius- POLLIUS SCORES" roared Bagman to the delight of the fans in red.

Play now reached a level of ferocity beyond anything they had yet seen, every player on that pitch played the dirties game of their life, there was absolutely no mercy

"WHAT'S POLLIUS DOING" roared Bagman, Pollius had a club and mercilessly swung a Bludger straight at Troy, the Bludger hit him square in the chest and knocked him off his broom

"FOUL" roared the Irish supporters as one, all standing up in a wave of green

"Foul!" echoed Bagman's magically magnified voice, "Pollius purposely aimed the Bludger at Troy, and he's not even a beater-what a joke, no foul-come on ref" roared Bagman

The game resumed, dirtier then ever, now Levski had the Quaffle, now Pollius-the Irish beater Quigley swung heavily at a passing Bludger, and hit it as hard as possible at Pollius, who ducked quickly enough, but the same could not be said for Krum, who was flying right next to Pollius, it him hard in the face.

There was a deafening groan from the crowd, Krum's nose looked broken, there was blood everywhere, but the ref again didn't blow the whistle.

"Time out" roared Bagman but to no avail

The game resumed and Pollius was merciless, zipping and zooming across the pitch, scoring goal after goal

"And Bulgaria have caught up" roared Bagman, as the Bulgarian supporters started chanting 'POLLIUS'

"For a seventeen year old, this kid can fly, even if he is a big cheat" yelled Bagman excitedly as Pollius's face filled the big screen.

"What are those two doing?" question Bagman,a short while later, Krum and Pollius were talking high above the rest of the players, "better get back in the match boy's, this is no time for a conversation!" Ludo yelled

"Have they gone mad?" roared Alex, "the game is below you, look down" he yelled

"I'm sure they know what their doing" said Lily calmly and just as she said it, Krum and Pollius plummeted through the pitch, as if their brooms were on fire.

"The snitch" bellowed Bagman, "they've seen the snitch", as one the entire crowd focused on Krum and Pollius, Lynch on their tails,

"but what's Pollius doing" questioned Bagman, "has he forgotten that he's a chaser", just as Lynch reached the end of Krum's broom, the question was answered, Pollius pulled back suddenly and jumped off of his broom and on to Lynch's

The whole crowd gasped in shock as Lynch and Pollius hurled towards the ground, seemingly wrestling on Lynch's broom

"There going to crash" Alex roared

"No their not" Ginny yelled on her feet

"Lynch is!" Screamed Annie excitedly and she was right just as the broom was going to smash into the ground, Krum showed up alongside it, with Pollius's broom in one hand and the golden snitch in the other, Pollius jumped off of Lynch and onto his own broom, as Lynch crashed into the ground.

"HE'S CAUGHT THE SNITCH" roared Bagman, "VICTOR KRUM HAS CAUGHT THE GOLDEN SNITCH-WHICH MEANS THAT BULGARIA WINS" the crowd erupted, a sea of red shouting and roaring, screams of delight tore the sky apart

The scoreboard was flashing BULGARIA: THREE HUNDRED AND TWENTY, IRELAND: ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY, across the crowd.

"What a cheat" mumbled Ron, dejected that Ireland had lost

"Told you Bulgaria were going to win" Annie chimed happily, over all the noise, applauding loudly

The big screen suddenly lit up, showing the celebrating Bulgarian team, Krum had an arm over Pollius's shoulder, both cheering loudly, whilst the rest of the team surrounded them, celebrating wildly, Levski cracked open what looked like firewhisky and poured it over Krum and Pollius, drenching them, neither seemed to mind, as they continued jumping around in celebration.

The Veelas were jumping around wildly

"Vonderful, just vonderful" roared the Bulgarian minister for magic

"You can speak English" said Fudge, sounding outraged. "And you've been letting me mime everything all day"

"vell, it vos very funny" said the Bulgarian minister, shrugging

"And as the Bulgarian team perform a lap of honour, flanked by their mascots; the quidditch world cup itself is brought into the top box" Roared Bagman

"lets have a really loud hand, for the gallant loser's, Ireland" roared Bagman, and up the stairs into the box came the seven defeated Irish players, Aidan Lynch was being supported by Moran and Connolly, but he grinned as his name was called and he shook hands with Fudge and the Bulgarian minister and then sat down with the rest of his team.

Then came the Bulgarian team, James's heart beat faster as Roman Pollius entered the box with an ear splitting grin, and when his name was called, the whole stadium gave him a resounding, ear-splitting roar, although some boo's could be heard

"well, done" said Fudge as he shook his hand, Roman nodded and then shook hands with his own minister who said something in a foreign language, Roman replied excitedly in the same language, and then went to stand with his team

Ivanova shook her head in a no manner when the world cup was presented to her and pointed to Krum and Pollius, both looked at her shocked but walked towards the world cup; together they lifted the cup, to the roaring of thousands and thousands of witches and wizards.

"Do you think he'll give me an autograph" asked Alex as the Bulgarian team left to do another victory lap

"Thought you didn't like him?" asked Annie smugly, hands crossed over her chest,

"I don't" Alex said pulling at his red hair, "but he's a decent player", even if he is a cheat"

It was hours later that James and Lily made their way over to the Bulgarian team camp

"Do you think this is a good idea" Lily asked, as they stood outside the team camp, even this late they could hear the celebration going on in the camp

"What?" James asked "don't you want to know the truth?"

"Of course I do, but he's just won the world cup, isn't it a bit much, if we say, hi, we think your our long lost son" Lily said

"Is there ever a good time to say such a thing, and he goes home tomorrow, Lily" James said, "this is our only chance, do you doubt that he is not Harry"

Lily thought about the question and deep down she believed that this Roman was her little Harry, she shook her head.

"then lets do it" James said, they entered the Bulgarian camp and tried to manoeuvre there way past the celebrating team members and the crazy Veelas, finally they found Roman, who was sitting in a chair across from Krum, laughing with a butter beer in one hand and the golden snitch in the other, when they saw Lily and James they stopped taking

"Mr Pollius, may we talk to you?" asked Lily, "outside"

Roman looked warily at Krum

"I'm an auror" James added, hoping that would appease him

Roman slowly stood up and followed them out of the tent

"vat iz ziz about?" Roman asked in a foreign accent, when they were far enough from the tent not to be ears dropped on but in clear visual of everyone

James had no idea what to say, so he took out a picture of himself when he was seventeen and handed it to Roman

Roman looked baffled as he stared at the picture

"That's me, when I was your age" James said

"Sixteen years ago" lily said, "our son Harry went missing and...we believe you are him" she said quickly

" 'ave you gone mad?" asked Roman taking a step back from them,

"You're adopted!" James said hurriedly, "and Harry would have been your age-"

"And you look just like James did when he was seventeen" Lily said quickly, "Harry-"

"I know about your zon 'arry" Roman said exasperated, "everybody, knowz about 'arry Potter and i azzure you I am not 'im" he said quickly

"But there are tests we could do to prove that you may or may not be him" said Lily

"No" said Roman, his accent more pronounced, "zere vill be no tests, I am zorry, but I am Roman Pollius, not 'arry Potter" and with that he stomped off

THIS STORY WOULD NOT LEAVE MY MIND, SO WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THE ACCENTS SHOULD I KEEP THEM OR DO THEY JUST SOUND STUPID!