A No-Trouble Fourth Year

Hazel Potter was GLAD she employed Dobby for her Fourth Year after wising up to troubles she had to deal with every school year and suspected she'll get in trouble with the Tri-Wizard Tournament too. So while in private, she called Dobby.

'Dobby!' she called out one night in the Astronomy Tower.

'Yes, Hazel Potter call for Dobby?' Dobby, the ever-eager pleaser appeared.

'Dobby, you've done me a great help back in the summer.' said Hazel as Dobby beamed.

Since the Quidditch World Cup, Krum's Wronski Feint awakened in her the desire to do thrill stunts, but due to a frail body no thanks to her relatives, she employed Dobby to steal for her Potions that makes bones healthy and strong, and any other potion related to curing malnutrition and sneak it to her, as well as skin and hair-care products, the best in the market. Due to that, nobody's the wiser that under her oversized clothes, she's actually growing into a beautiful young lady. Well, what she could get with the best her genes can give her at least. She also sent these Potions to Sirius and Remus, and until called for, Dobby will be the one to feed them healthy until they're no longer gaunt-looking, and made them do exercises too in their hiding places. Everything stolen of course.

Then she does workouts instead of spending her summer lazing about, doing as many push-ups, sit-ups, crunches and squats as much as she could, and stretching exercises that got the Weasleys puzzled, but Hermione approves very much and joined her.

'Muggles do workouts like these to stay in shape.' she told them. 'This is due to the fact they live busy, fast and demanding lives being physically fit is a must.'

'Oh, really? I should try it then!' said Arthur Weasley enthusiastically, being a muggle enthusiast.

'Its hard at first, but hey, if you want something, you'd have to put up with trouble before getting it.' Hazel would say. 'But after at least the minimum of two months, it'll be all worth it. The longer you last, the more workouts you can do until you're a physically-fit person. Oh, and wearing robes is NOT practical, just casual clothes will do.'

Well, the younger Weasley brood found these exercises weird and 'wacko' while Bill and Charlie Weasley, due to the nature of their jobs also took to working out, copying the girls. But in their case, they got weights, as they're boys.

Thus by keeping up her routine every free time she has that she does her Homework in advance, she's getting better.

'Honestly Hazel, if working out makes you do homework faster for the sake of workout free time, I approve!' said Hermione, beaming. 'This way you won't cram like you used to these past two years!'

'I don't see the point.' Ron grumbled. Because of Hazel's desire for Workout Time, she does Homework in advance. Too advanced in his opinion...

'Well Ronald, we live in a busy side of society being fit is necessary.' said Hermione. 'The two of us live in the muggle world where everything is done the physical hard way unlike you who grew up with a wand wave and you can get what you want even if its near you in a table.' she snorted. 'You have it easy unlike us and you're still complaining!'

'We should be complaining.' said Hazel dryly. 'No magic in the summer but loads of stuff to do.'

Nobody thus noticed the changes in Hazel Potter, the girl-who-lived in regards to physical shape.

But when the announcement of the Tri-Wizard Tournament came...and it happens on Halloween no less and given her track record with Halloween...

Hazel thought, 'Oh hell no,' and made a reminder to call Dobby on Champion-Choosing night.

'Dobby, as you know by dinnertime, loads of seventeen years old kids will put their names in the Goblet of Fire tonight but I have a bad feeling.' said Hazel to the elf grimly. 'Make sure my name will NOT be put in that stupid goblet. Someone definitely will, so steal that parchment no matter the cost and get rid of it, but be subtle and use magic if you have to. Stay invisible and keep guard until its safe, OK? Never leave the side of the goblet until the three champions are chosen. But if some dumbass came to sneak my name in, capture and beat them black and blue, throw them in a holding cell and dump this person in the Head of the DMLE's Office with a letter saying he or she tried to put my name in the Goblet of Fire, signed 'a House Elf who cares'.' she instructed as she gave Dobby a letter. 'Give this letter to Sirius and be back here for your job. Eat an early dinner at around four so you can last the night without leaving the Goblet. However, once you dump this guy at DMLE, stay by his side to make sure nobody frees the bastard or bitch if the culprit is female. Be brutal if you have to so they can't do a thing and rob the culprits of their wands.'

'Yes, Hazel Potter!' and Dobby took the letter from her and he's gone to do as told.

And the next day...that early morning...

DIRECTOR OF DMLE CALLS FOR EMERGENCY TRIAL AT NOON!
A CRIMINAL LONG-THOUGHT DEAD, NOT REALLY DEAD!
WHO ELSE FAKED THEIR DEATHS?

"And so, it begins." Hazel smirked as the Great Hall was abuzz.

However, their Defense Teacher was a no-show that morning...

And when noon came however, an Auror came.

'Excuse me, but we need Ms. Potter, Ms. Granger and Mr. Ronald Weasley as witness.' he stated professionally as the trio exchanged looks.

'Witness?' Professor McGonagall asked.

'Yes. They have something to do with a cold case last year that the Minister didn't tell anyone about that got exposed.' said the Auror rather gripingly. 'Boss isn't too happy.'

At this, the trio realized what's going on and quickly went to the Auror to leave and speak as witnesses in court as apparently, Barty Crouch Jr. is working with another man long-thought to be dead: Peter Pettigrew in caring for the Dark Lord who revived himself with a rudimentary body made out of dark magic. So Pettigrew and the vulnerable Dark Lord got caught by a squadron of Hit-Wizards.

Peter Pettigrew was tried beforehand, and needed their testimonies to cement his guilt...and while Ron and Hermione has no clue where Sirius is...Hazel does, but pretended she has no idea.

With events of the Third Year exposed...Minister Fudge found himself enduring the stink-eye of other Wizengamot Members...and the Verdict was delivered.

The Dark Lord in all his vulnerability is sentenced to the veil. Peter Pettigrew has a Life Sentence full of magical suppressors and a high-security prison...and for the crime of bailing out a dangerous Death Eater and switching with a dying person, both Crouches are also in High-Security Prison in Azkaban, and Sirius was exonerated for his 13 years of wrong prison stint and compensated.

And Augusta Longbottom had an idea.

'Since our Minister tried to sweep this under the rug last year,' she said rather coolly, her mood already foul by the presence of one of her son's torturers in court, 'He too, will pay 50% of reparations to Lord Black while Bartemius Crouch Sr. will pay the other 50% for failing to follow standard procedure. I find it odd that other criminals got a trial yet Lord Black didn't...?'

The compensation fee was 100000 Galleons, Sickles and Knuts each. While Crouch had no problem paying it, Fudge was sweating buckets because that's a huge amount of money...not only that, he had to deal with an inquiry for his part last year, forcing children to act to do the right thing as they have seen that if they can't rely on the Minister of all people for justice, they clearly no longer trusted anyone in the Ministry to do their jobs, and their image was tarnished by his actions...that security is upped, and they had to improve so that this does not happen again.

Barty Crouch Sr. was the Head of the DMLE when the war ended, and was taken over by Amelia Bones, a no-nonsense woman and she now has the duty of Impartial, Unbiased work with which, she called all her employees over, and made to swear oaths in front of the whole Wizengamot.

This was in the Evening Prophet by dinnertime.

'Well, we finally got justice from last year.' said Ron darkly.

'No kidding, its several months late when in the muggle world, you get results instantly after at least a minimum of a month of investigations since we don't have Veritaserum over there but at least the Judiciary System acts quick.' Hermione huffed. 'Justice here is based on how much one pays you or convenient for you that it stinks. I'm just glad that Bones lady took over. She clearly means business since when she made her employees swear oaths, I don't see loopholes at all. Too bad there's some moles...it was chaos.'

'Well, we can finally count on a division at least. The DMLE isn't the whole Ministry you know.' Hazel snarked. 'And its the division against crooks, law upholding and illegal trade, thankfully.'

She was also thankful she got out of her yearly-halloween mess, and no Voldemort year.

However, their real Defense Teacher who was locked up in his own trunk had to be rescued and had to recover before resuming his job...and he was more paranoid and harsher than 'fake Moody'...he basically gave even First Years the Auror Boot Camp, Grade One...Moody Style. After Remus Lupin, his class was by far, high standards they learned more spells for both offense and defense everybody spoke highly of the real Moody.

And when weekend came, Sirius paid a visit to her in Hogsmeade.

'Hey there cub.' said Sirius as he hugged his goddaughter. 'So, are you up for shopping?'

'Yeah. I'm just glad I get to live with you from now on.' said Hazel excitedly. 'No more Dursleys!' she exclaimed joyfully.

'You'll never see Petunia and her two pet pigs ever again if I can help it.' Sirius snorted. 'You can now get rid of those things you sadly had to call clothes by that horse-faced bint and I can get you clothes that actually suit you and fix your eyesight at St. Mungo's. C'mon kiddo, to London we go!' and they disappeared by side-apparition, unaware their conversation snippets were witnessed by a certain bug.

By nighttime, many eyebrows were raised at this.

HOME LIFE OF THE GIRL-WHO-LIVED,
QUESTIONABLE! WHAT HAPPENED THESE
PAST FEW YEARS?

It appears that all is not well for the girl-who-lived,
Hazel Potter unknown to us all. We presumed and
assumed she's well-taken-care of, had a good life,
etc, but what is this I witnessed? She and her god-
father Sirius Black happily met each other on a
Hogsmeade Weekend and I heard this:

'Hey there cub.' said Mr. Black as he hugged
his goddaughter. 'So, are you up for shopping?'

'Yeah. I'm just glad I get to live with you
from now on.' said Hazel Potter excitedly.
'No more Dursleys!' she was really happy about it
too! Who are these Dursleys? She clearly wasn't
too happy about these people and she had to
live with them for the past over-13 years of her
life.

'You'll never see Petunia and her two pet pigs ever
again if I can help it.' said Mr. Black. 'You can now
get rid of those things you sadly had to call clothes
by that horse-faced bint and I can get you clothes
that actually suit you and fix your eyesight
at St. Mungo's. C'mon kiddo, to London we go!'
and they left by apparating to muggle london for
their shopping. With this, I began asking students
in Hogsmeade what they think of Ms. Potter.
They request to be anonymous of course.

Mr. Ravenclaw Fourth Year Muggleborn: Potter? She's shy and
stick to only Weasley and Granger for friends. But for a girl,
why wear boys' things that look like way too big for her
when she's really so skinny? Its like those are her clothes
all her life. What're her folks thinking?

Ms. Gryffindor Fourth Year Half-Blood: Potter huh? She's
a really private person, a really early riser...really, she's
up at early morning, still dark. What kid wakes up at that
ungodly hour? That was in our first year...she said she
always had to wake up at that hour at her relatives' place,
but she wouldn't say why. Showers first, and when she
eats, she couldn't stomach much food without looking sick.
Its only recently last month she can actually finish her plate.
Eating disorders I think?

If it was, this writer thought, how come the school matron hadn't
picked up on that? However, judging by the clothes I myself saw,
this reporter feels its no disorder but something far worse. And why
does Ms. Potter awake at wee hours of the morning, when any
teenager her age would rather sleep in if all possible, and why was
she accustomed to it by her relatives?

Ms. Slytherin Fourth Year Pureblood: Her? She's like, ignorant of
everything! She has no idea what our world is like at all! I thought
she has a good upbringing but apparently not! Whoever raised
her this way should be held liable! She's Lady Potter of the Most
Ancient Noble House of Potter for Merlin's sake! She's clearly
clueless when we were taught at home since age six! Its clearly
the fault of whoever claimed Magical Guardianship years ago.
She probably has no clue about her holdings, properties and finances,
much less manage it!

Then I approached one of her friends, one of the Weasley twins
since Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger won't talk since
they're afraid of what will happen if they talked without Ms.
Potter's 'go sign' because Ms. Potter really values her privacy.

They said they 'have an idea' but its not their place to say, but
hinted they weren't happy about it.

Weasley Twin 1: We can't say unless she's OK with it. She'll be
pissed!

Weasley Twin 2: Getting her angry sooo ain't worth it! Sure she's
got a long patience but when she blows, she blows. If she does,
one will wish to be far, faaaar away and NOT the cause unless
they're masochists! We still remember she sent Malfoy flying once
with just a punch last year...we saw it but whatever he did to
set her off he clearly deserved it.

Weasley Twin 1: Yeah, if she can do that, she can clearly take on
Crabbe and Goyle too and that's without magic sooo yeah, we'd rather
keep our handsome face, thanks. If Hazel herself talks, fine.

OOOK? It seems all is not as it seems with our local celebrity who
was more than happy that her godfather is finally exonerated, and
'no more Dursleys'. Mr. Black also has a rather low opinion of
'Petunia and her pet pigs'. What's truly going on here? The Weasleys
clearly know of her situation but unable to do a thing. We should
investigate, people!

At Hogwarts, this started a cacophony of whispers...

'Fred! George!' Ron wheeled at his older brothers. 'I don't remember that incident at all!'

'You wouldn't because she happens to be alone at the time, just a corner away from the Hospital Wing.' said Fred. 'Malfoy must have really pissed her off I never knew she's that strong for such a tiny wee thing last year.'

'Yep, we resolved not to be her target.' George grinned. 'Ahhh, if only we could make Patronuses!' he then leaned conspiratorily to Ron. 'Or maybe Malfoy pissed her off so bad and she's on her monthlies.'

'What's a monthlies?'

'Ask Hermione.'

And when Ron asked, Hermione went beet red and got whacked on the head with a book and stormed off.

And Hazel was unaware of this as she was still in London, shopping and having fun...