Basically, the story is just my version of "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire". I've adapted some lines from the film and some ideas from the book. But of course, I've added a little twist of my own and my own OC, though she's not going to have a MAJOR role in this story. And girls, don't worry, she won't be marrying Harry. If you've read Deathly Hallows, you know how it ends, and I won't be changing that.
I'm going to apologise again for the bad use of the tenses in this story.
Now, start reading!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the characters or ideas in this story, they all belong to the great J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 1 – The Hogwarts Express
It was the first day of the new Hogwarts school year. When Harry woke up, a gloomy end-of-the-vacation atmosphere hung over the Burrow. To make things even worse, rain-drops spattered against the windows.
Everyone went downstairs for breakfast. Mrs Weasley had prepared a delicous meal: toasts, bacon, eggs and much more. Hermione and Ginny were already eating. Harry's stomach rumbled and as he sat down, Mrs Weasley slid two pieces of fresh roasted toast on his plate.
"G'morning Mum," George said, yawning. "Goodmorning dear," his mother replied as she gave him, Fred and Ron their pieces of toast. "So how is everyone feeling? Excited?" she asked. "No' weally... Why?" "Ronald! Do not speak with your mouth full!" Mrs Weasley shouted agitated.
Hermione smiled at Ron while he swallowed his food. "Anyway," Mrs Weasley continued, "I think you'll enjoy yourselves at Hogwarts this year!" "How so?" Fred and George asked immediately. Mrs Weasley smiled enigmatic and replied: "You'll find out soon enough. But hurry up now, we're about to go to the station."
After an hour or so, Harry, Hermoine and the Weasleys arrived at Kings Cross Station in London. Meanwhile, Harry already figured out how to get on platform 9¾ . You just had to walk towards the wall, without decreasing speed. The first time, it was pretty scary, but Harry got used to it.
Hermione went first, pushing her cart, followed by Ginny. Then, Harry and Ron followed and finally the twins and Mrs Weasley.
After a split second, Harry left Kings Cross and landed on Platform 9¾. He looked around; a huge sign with "Platform 9¾" was erected on the wall where Harry just appeared. The flaming red Hogwarts Express was already prepared. Dense steam filled the whole platform, by which the many Hogwarts students en their parents were vague silhouettes.
One by one, they hauled their trunks onto the train. Mrs Weasley waited outside as everyone searched for a compartment. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat, like always, together. Ginny sat with her friends and Fred and George went looking for a compartment themselves.
It wasn't time for the train to leave, so the trio decided to chat with Mrs Weasley for a while. As they got off the train, he twins were already there.
"…want to know!" George shouted irritated. Fred nodded consentingly and crossed his arms. Mrs Weasley smiled and replied: "Dumbledore will tell you very soon." "If you don't want to give away the 'big secret', don't talk about it then!" Fred said angrily. "Let's go Fred, I think Lee found some rare animal. Bye Mum." The twins said goodbye to their mother and boarded the train.
Mrs Weasley turned to Harry, Ron and Hermione. "Be careful, Harry!" she said worried while hugging and kissing him. "I will, Mrs Weasley," Harry replied. He patted her on her back en when they let go of each other, she turned to Ron. As she hugged him, she said: "And the same goes for you! And for you!" Now it was Hermione's turn. She smiled at Mrs Weasley, but turned around when the sound of a whistle echoed through the platform.
"We'd better go," Hermione said. "Have a safe trip!" Mrs Weasley shouted as she waved when everybody walked to the Hogwarts Express.
But someone blocked the entrance to the train. It was a girl with an East-Asian appearence. She was a bit smaller than Harry, petite, had long black hair and brown, almond-shaped eyes with glasses in front of them. Harry thought she kind of looked like Cho Chang, the prettiest girl at Hogwarts (that was Harry's opinion, though almost every boy at Hogwarts liked Cho).
The girl tried to lift her trunk onto the train, but apparantly, it was too heavy for her. "Go help her," Hermione said, adressing Ron while poking him with her elbow. But Ron didn't respond; he just stared at the girl. Harry felt weird; he wanted to roll up his sleeves and show his muscles. He was already stroking his arms, when Hermione waved her hand in front of Ron and Harry's eyes. "Hello? Earth to Ron and Harry!" No reaction. "Fine, I'll help her!" Hermione said snappy. She walked to the girl and smiled cordial. "Do you need any help?"
The girl smiled back and exposed a row of white, straight teeth. "Yes, I do. I'm not able to get this thing onto the train on my own, it's really really heavy." Hermione seized one side while the girl grabbed the other side. Together, they hauled the trunk up the stairs, while Ron and Harry just stared.
"Thanks," the girl said, smiling again. "Well, I'll just leave you, I guess." She grabbed her trunk and turned left.
Hermione turned around and shouted irritated: "Hurry up! The train'll leave without you!" Harry and Ron woke up from their daydream with a start. Colour flooded Ron's pale face again. Harry shook his head, grabbed Ron by his wrist and pulled him towards the train. "What was that?" he asked bewildered. "Dunno," his friend replied. Hermione crossed her arms and said: "Let's go to our compartment."
She led the way, followed by Harry and a dumbfounded Ron. When the boys sat down in their compartment, Ron finally squeaked: "V-v-veela!" "Don't be so silly!" Hermoine said angrily, her hands on her hips. "Veela's have blonde hair and blue eyes! She had black hair and brown eyes!" "What are Veela's?" Harry asked, still a bit mesmerized by the girl.
"Veela's are beautiful women with the ability to enchant men. But they aren't as 'sweet' as they look like," Hermoine explained impatiently. "When you upset them, they turn into bird-like... creatures, for lack of a better word." "Oh." Harry nodded slightly.
Ron sighed and stared out of the window. "I swear, Hermione, that was no ordinary girl..." Harry laughed at this, but stopped at once when he saw Hermione's angry look.
A few minutes passed without talking. They all had something to do; Hermione was reading the Daily Prophet, Harry was feeding Hedwig and Ron, who was acting normal again, tried to guess why his mother acted so mysteriously. "What does she know that we don't know?" he asked himself out loud.
Suddenly, the door slid open and Fred and George entered. They sat down next to Hermione. "Lee was lying; he didn't find a rare animal," said Fred. "Yeah, it was just a rat with three eyes." George added casually, as if they saw that every day. "So, we thought, let's visit little Won Won." Fred said with an enchanting smile. "Oh shut up!" Ron snarled. "Want to play a game of Gobstones?" George asked Harry. "Sure." George just reached out for his backpack, when the door slid open again.
The girl Hermione helped earlier, stood at the door. She was still carrying her trunk. "I'm sorry to disturb you again, but-" she said apologetically, before Ron interrupted her. "N-not a problem!" Fred and George were also a bit pale and stared at the girl with large eyes. Hermione put her paper down on her lap and replied: "Never mind. Are you looking for someone?"
"Yes," she said. "Does anyone know where I can find Draco Malfoy?" Hermione raised her eyebrows and answered: "No, and we'd like to keep it that way!" The girl frowned. "And why is that?" Apparently, Ron was pulled out of his daydream by the words 'Draco Malfoy', and said: "Because he's a little nasty piece of w-"
"D'you really want to finish that sentence, Weasley?" an icy voice said. "Well well, speak of the devil..." Fred muttered as Draco Malfoy appeared next to the girl. He was taller than her, had blonde hair and a pointed, pale face with grey eyes. Behind him stood Crabbe and Goyle, two sturdy boys and Malfoy's loyal accomplices.
"Come on Weasley, don't be such a weasel!" Malfoy sneered with a grin. "Well, there you are!" the girl said angrily. "Next time, don't leave me alone with my 100 pound trunk!" Malfoy rolled his eyes and replied: "Stop complaining, Diana. You should be happy you have one, those Weasleys can't even afford a new one."
Ron, Fred and George turned red and stared enraged at Malfoy while Crabbe and Goye snickered. Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but Harry was faster. "Go back to your compartment full of Death Eather sons, Malfoy." Malfoy sqeezed his eyes slightly and persisted: "Well well well, if it isn't the 'famous' Harry Potter. D'you-"
"Stop it!" shouted the girl whose name was Diana. "Just leave them alone, Draco." Then, she turned to Malfoy's accomplices. "Crabbe, Goyle, take my trunk to your compartment," she commanded. The two boys looked at their leader with inquiring looks on their faces. While rolling his eyes, he said: "Yeah yeah." Crabbe and Goyle seized the trunk and dragged it away.
"Well, blood traitors, Mud Bloods and Half-Bloods, have fun together!" Malfoy sneered. He turned around and waited until Diana would follow him. She did, but not before she cast Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George an apologetically smile.
"What was that?" Hermione asked angrily. She crossed her arms and legs and grabbed the Daily Prophet again, that she had hurled on the ground when Malfoy entered. George shook his head and took the Gobstones out of his backpack. "Ron, are you joining in or not?" Fred asked as he rubbed his hands together. But his brother didn't reply; he was staring out of the window with an expressionless gaze in his eyes. "Err, are you okay?" Harry asked worried. Hermione sighed, rolled up her Daily Prophet and smacked it on Ron's head. "Oi!" he shouted, apparently pulled out of his dream. "Oh, snap out of it Ron!" Hermione got up and walked towards the door. "I'm going to find Neville." Then she left.
Noon came around, and so did the lunch trolley. "Aaaanything from the trolley, boys?" the lunch lady asked. "Let's see," Ron said, sensing his money-bag. "Two Chocolate Frogs, please…" The lady pushed Ron's order in his hands and took his money from him. Harry's stomach was rumbling, so he decided to buy something as well. "You guys want something?" he asked the twins, who were enjoying a game of Gobstones. Fred shook his head as a Gobstone spat a foul smelling liquid in his face. Harry turned to the lunch lady, when suddenly Cho Chang appeared.
Harry gasped for breath. He was in love with Cho, a 15 year old girl from Ravenclaw, for almost a year now. She had long black hair and was smaller than Harry, but she still looked really pretty. "Hi," Cho said, smiling. Harry felt butterflies flutter around in his stomach, and replied: "H-hi Cho." Cho paid for two Pumpkin Pasties, and left with her friends. "You need something, m'dear?" the lunch lady asked patiently. Harry shook his head and entered the compartment again.
"We should be leaving," George said while putting the Gobstones back in his rucksack. "See you later, and keep an eye on little Won Won." Fred winked, and the twins left. Harry turned to Ron, who was eating his Chocolate Frogs.
Suddenly, Ron said: "I really don't get Hermione." Harry raised an eyebrow. "Why not?" Ron opened his mouth to reply, but then, Hermione entered again.
"Recovered yourself?" she asked nettled while sitting down opposite Harry and Ron. "Yeah yeah," Ron replied as he gave her an irritated look. Hermione pretended like she didn't hear that and turned to Harry. "I just saw Cho." "Cho?" Hermione nodded. "I just walked by her compartment and heard her mentioning your name." "Oh… That's… great." Harry said with a lot of effort. He felt his face turning red and decided to stare at his feet. But at the same time, his stomach flipped of excitement: Cho was talking about him!
Then, breaking the silence, Hermione said while rummaging in her trunk: "Let's get dressed, we're almost there."
So, this is the first chapter of my own version of GoF. Hope you guys liked it! Review please, and suggestions are always welcome.
