3 Gen-To the Future

7th, September, 2015

Somewhere over England

Elisabeth Duvoir was sitting in the Beauxbatons carriage next to her littler sister Camille. She was going to be spending her 5th year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, due to the upcoming Tri-Wizard Tournament, it hadn't taken place in over twenty years due to the complete disaster of the last games. These games were to signify the start of a new global bonding between all the magical communities.

If she was being completely honest she wasn't looking forward to spending a whole year away from her family, all these strangers and all the pressure of winning the tournament, that's if the responsibility fell to her. She'd been hand picked as part of twenty student to be a possible Tri-Wizard Champion. Her professors and fellow pupils all believed she was the most likely choice as she was the brightest witch of her age, her theoretical magic was only second to her skill in practical magic. The only thing that was going to make this year possible was her little sister who'd she been able to bring along with her thanks to her parents influence over the headmistress and her understanding nature of course.

Her little sister was currently talking twenty to the mile about the prospect of meeting James Potter the future heir to the Potter legacy and one of the most eligible and handsome bachelors in all the wizarding world. She smiled at her little sisters' ramblings as she continued how she was going to marry him one day, she had to admit he was quite handsome and if it wasn't for the fact she was in a relationship with Marc, she would have a go at the future lord herself.

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Sophia Williamson was currently sitting on the Hogwarts express, she was heading to spend her last year of school at Hogwarts so she could hopefully take part in the Tri-Wizard Tournament which hadn't been held in over twenty years. She was also heading to a new future out from under her families fall from grace, her farther had been imprisoned for his illegal business dealings and dabbling in dark magic, she was hoping that she could bag a future noble lord before her family vaults ran out of money. She had her eyes on one future lord in-particular Mr. James Sirius Potter, he was two years her junior but from what she had read about him in the papers he was going somewhere, most of the men she had been with were either too immature or had no real ambition beyond small businesses or quidditch and neither of them were financially viable for the kind lifestyle she lived. Potter was going somewhere he wanted to change the world and was to inherit quite a fortune when his father eventually died. He was quite delicious and according to rumors had a strong magical core which would do for future children. "mmmm…" she moaned aloud forgetting she had company, "mmmm, what" her sister asked her.

Olivia was entering her fourth year and was spending it with her sister at Hogwarts thanks to her sister's insistence to the head master, she too planned on marrying well and getting out from the family name.

"Nothing" replied Soph, "well I was thinking about James Potter, he'd make a good husband"

Liv scoffed, "you reckon you could bag him sis"

"No man can say no to all this" she said gesturing to her own body, "you might do well with one off the Potter sisters you swing that way don't you Liv"

"mmmm, maybe, unless I get James first"

"yeah you wish" she laughed out "what could you offer James Potter, you have a bigger rack than me sis but I have experience" she finished with a smirk.

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As both the Ilvermorny and Beauxbatons students entered the great hall after the Headmistress they were met with a smug looking wizard sitting in the headmistress' chair. He had jet black hair with streak' s and strands of Weasley red in it, he had one emerald eye and one golden brown eye. He wore a black Hogwarts blazer with Gryffindor red trim, with tailored trousers, shirt and slim-style stripped Gryffindor tie. The boy oozed confidence as he smirked and gave a cheeky wink to the headmistress.

"James Sirius Potter, you will vacate my seat and return to your house table, after the feast you will accompany to my office where you will explain your absence for the past week" McGonagall scorned the young man in her chair, secretly she was smirking on the inside for his confidence. She already knew where he'd been, but she was headmistress and couldn't show favoritism.

"Of course, Professor, please continue" James got up and hopped over the table, he continued to Gryffindor table, looking back over his shoulder at the teachers he saw his grandfather and uncle Padfoot attempting to control their laughter whilst his grandmother glared at him.

He winked at her and she instantly smirked, who was lily kidding she could never stay mad at James for long even at her maddest, he had everyone wrapped around his little finger and he knew it.

As Sophia entered the great hall she recognized James Potter straight away, she watched him with curiosity as he made his way over to one of the tables only to see him stop and drop down next to a Beauxbatons girl.

"Hello I'm James, you're from Beauxbatons right"

Elisabeth couldn't believe it James Potter was talking to her "err, yes I'm Elisabeth, Elisabeth Duvoir it's nice to meet you James" she smiled at him.

"I knew there was a smile under their, you speak very good English" he noticed only a slight accent.

"my father spent a lot of time in England when I was younger, so I picked it up quite quick"

If you'd asked James, her voice was like music to his ears "you're a Veela aren't you"

"yes"

"I've never met a Veela with red hair"

"well I'm the first in over a century, I notice you aren't being affected by my abilities like these other boys" she was curious as to why he wasn't affected

"well I've slept with succubi and spent a lot of time with Veela, so your pheromones and abilities won't affect me like some of the boys who are staring at you, no offence" he completed with a smile, he thought it better to just get the fact he'd shagged succubi, out of the way, rip the band aid off as his grandmother would say.

She was shocked that he'd just admitted that he'd slept with a succubus and a bit offended that her charms had no affect on him "you've had sex with a succubus"

"well multiple succubi actually, it was fun whilst it lasted but there was no real relationship, I know that was a bit blunt but I was once told that if I got that part of my life out of the way it'd make having any sort of relationship with a woman easier"

She thought about his last comment for a moment "I guess you're right, I know what you're a player…"she jested him, "…you probably have girls throwing themselves at you" at this point Marc cleared his throat. Unknown to her he was annoyed that this freak had decided to sit next to his Girlfriend and flirt.

"oh, I'm sorry James this is my Boyfriend Marc, Marc Lavoie" she gestured to Marc

"nice to meet you Marc I'm James, so what year are you two in" he said swiftly, being caught off guard

"well I'm in fifth year and Marc is in Sixth year…" she felt a kick under the table and saw her sister glaring at her "… oh and this is my little sister Camille she's third year"

James reached across the table and kissed the back of Camille's hand as a gesture of greeting like he'd seen his farther do many a time, he took pleasure as the little girl blushed "hi Camille, you're not taking part in this competition are you"

"no" she giggled out in a thick French accent

"what year are you in James" Elisa asked

"fifth year like you, are you two going to put your names into the goblet of fire"

"yes" she answered for both her and her brooding boyfriend

James noticed he hadn't started eating yet "god I'm hungry, I am competing, my dad is part of the reason they started the competition up again" James continued as they all started to eat "so what do your parents do"

"my papa works in international relations for the French Ministry, he used to be the Minister of Magic but he stepped down when I was born so he could spend more time at home, and my mama does a lot of charity work to help orphaned magical children."

"my fathzer works as a judge for z Ministry" Marc added for the first time "and my muza works for the zame charity as Elisa's muza does" he said with contempt.

James could read Marc 's mind and it was beading obvious he hated everything about him from his money to his black and red hair, he probably thought he was strange (well most people did). James smirked at some of the comments he skimmed off the top of Marc's thoughts.

"so, James what do your parents do"

"well my dad's head auror at the ministry…"

"sorry what iz an auror, some zort of fortune teller" Marc scoffed

"…no, it's a dark wizard catcher, he's head auror actually and my mum is an international quidditch reporter, she used to play professionally for the HollyHead Harpies and she was part of the England squads that won the 2004, 2008 and 2012 Quidditch World cups, she also does some charity work with the Marauders Half-way house" he replied with another grin

"what does this Half-way house do?" she inquired

"well it was set up by my Family, basically we take in Magical children off the street, teach them magic and useful skills, the younger kids we try to find a home for and the older ones we help them find jobs and somewhere to live, we also help people who have lost their way and feel they're not worthy, it's called the Moony Foundation, we mainly help werewolves"

"wow, that sounds great, aren't werewolves a little dangerous?"

Just as he was about to answer her question he was stopped by McGonagall, who proceeded to tell the students the rules of the tournament and that no one below fifth year could take part, she then handed over to James's farther who introduced himself then went on to introduce the goblet of fire and make pupils aware of the judges and finally re-iterate the rules once more.

When he finished the Goblet was opened and the Students were dismissed to bed. Once James turned around he noticed that Marc was no longer with him, by the looks of it he'd gone to talk to some friends.

"so that's your dad James"

"yeah" he said getting up to leave

"I'm sorry if Marc was rude of if he seemed less than friendly, he can be over protective of me sometimes", she stood up with him

"it's alright honestly, I can tell when someone hates me"

"he doesn't hate you" she snapped at James. He looked her up and down, internally laughing as she stood up, she was only 5ft4 and the top of her head only just came to the bottom of his chin. She was cute when she was annoyed, she had curves in all the right place's, which were only accentuated by her snug fitting uniform which consisted of a blue blouse, blazer, skirt which finished about mid-thigh and blue shoes. He'd seen bigger breasts but he preferred them smaller, easier to fit in his mouth. He snapped out of his perving before she noticed he'd been staring.

"why would anyone hate you?"

"because everyone who doesn't know me, hates me, they think I'm a freak with my black and ginger hair, green and brown eyes, the fact that I'm handsome as I've been told and I'm heir to perhaps one of the largest fortunes in the wizarding world, doesn't help either. A lot of bloke's, especially, hate me on principal."

At this she was shocked at his own in-dept insight to how people viewed him. He was right though he was cocky, a bit arrogant, really powerful, she could feel the magic radiating of him and it was intoxicating, he was heir to the fortune and he was under-selling himself when it came to his looks. He was around 6ft2, his uniform was fitted and showed off his muscular form incredibly, his hair was short around the side, but the top of his hair stood up in all directions and he had a light tan. "I guess you're right…" she said pushing thoughts of his body out of her head, "…he may be jealous of you, but he doesn't hate you" she defended.

James smirked it was good she was defending him "he's your boyfriend, you know him better than me, if you say he doesn't hate me then it must be the truth" he finished with his signature Potter smile. "if you'll excuse me Elisabeth, I have to go get shouted at by my headmistress for being so late this school term" with that he gave a quick curtsey and kissed her on the back of the hand before leaving towards the hall entrance.

James made his way to leave the hall he was going up to the head's office to give a full report to both his farther and the headmistress on how his recon mission went, when he bumped into a blond-haired girl, who was only slightly taller than him due to her high-heels, "I'm sorry I didn't see you there"

"dam right you should be sorry I could've broken a heel, I thought you brits were supposed to have good manners" Sophia finished mock glaring at James.

He realized the look she was giving him instantly, he could tell buy her accent she was probably from New York, he decided to put on his own fake accent "I'm sorry ma'am for my stupidity" he gave her a very zealous bow.

"that's ok as long as it doesn't happen again" she giggled at his mock accent "my names Sophia, Sophia Williamson, and you are …"

"you know exactly who I am you were here when my headmistress shouted it out" James countered, he could see from just the top couple of thoughts that she wanted him and she thought he was cute, urgh how he hated the word cute, he knew there would never be a real relationship but if she wanted to play he'd go along with it. "I'm James and you're a seventh year from Ilvermorny and this girl next to you must be you sister, you do look alike" he grinned at both girls shocked faces, he turned to the brown-haired girl standing next to Sophia "don't tell me anything about yourself" he began he was going have a bit of fun with them first, he put on a concentrated face "your name is Olivia and you're a fourth year"

"how did you know that" asked Olivia in a slightly higher octave than usual, she was shocked and a little scared that he knew all that.

"insider secret's" he replied tapping the side of his nose. "know if you beautiful ladies will excuse me there is somewhere I need to be" with that James turned on his heel and proceeded to leave the great hall leaving to very shocked and highly impressed girl's.

When he got outside the hall he was stopped for a second time by Marc and what looked like seventh year Beauxbatons boy's "oh hi Marc what can I do for you" it was obvious what they were here to do, he could already here Marc's speech coming of the top of his head, this is when two lads grabbed him by the arms "oh, goody the part of the evening where I get threatened then beaten up" he mocked.

"I don't care who you are, you'll do good to stay away from Elisabeth or I will pummel you into the ground, ok, James" Marc finished in a mocking tone.

"oh, you will care" James countered releasing some electricity to crackle the air around him, almost immediately the boy's holding him let go. "is there a problem her Mr. Potter" at this moment Minnie had walked out of the great hall with his farther behind her, both adults were looking at the boy's in front of them with mild curiosity.

"of course, not headmistress, myself and Mr. Lavoie were having a nice conversation about relationships" Lavoie looked worried at the presence of the adults, but James just laughed it off and winked at him.

McGonagall dismissed the tension in the air and quickly moved on, "very well, Mr. Lavoie if you'll excuse me, James you will accompany me to my office please"

"yes ma'am", with that James left Lavoie outside the great hall with his friends and accompanied Minnie to her office along with his farther, who couldn't help but smile at his son and how he'd handled the Beauxbatons boy.