A/N This is my first Harry Potter FanFic. I'm nervous as I had always wanted to create one since the very first movie but i never had the confidence for it. I know i still have UN-finished Fanfics still to complete but i was trying to sleep and this Idea would not leave my mind so I had to write it down.

I haven't had time to Research the character's: Mostly Igor Karkaroff who is going to be the father of my OC. I can't remember if Krum was his son as well but in this FanFic he will be his son. It's going to center around my character and Draco but everything will Harry Potter will still be the same but with changes as my character will mostly be presence. (One thing; Igor is i remember was Russian and I have no clue of Russian name's. For now her name is Isabella but if you don't mind send me some Russian name's for her please)

A/N I remember you had to be 17 or 18 to enter the game so Draco is going to be older than Harry, Ron and Hermione and is the oldest in the fourth year, Cause i think his father being who he is would have him home school for a couple of years before sending him to Hogwarts and Dumbledore doe's not make any exceptions for anyone and so Draco still had to start at first year's, always being the oldest.

Throught's

Spells

Daughter of Igor Karkaroff.

Chapter 1. Introduction.

In a dark foggy graveyard was a small cottage and further up the hill was an old abandoned castle. A Light flickered on in the cottage before a shadow of a figure passed it. An old man lit up the hob before placing a kettle over it, moving over toward the sink which had a window above it looking towards the empty castle as he grabbed a teabag to place into a small teapot.

Staring out into the darkness, the man prepared to move back towards his hot water when a small flicker of a light shown from the castle's top window. With a growl he throw his teabag onto the table before storming out of his cottage muttering.

"Bloody Kids." Grabbing a set of three keys that hung near his door before picking up a torch. Keeping the path in sight as he climbed up the rocky hill ignoring the sounds of dogs barking, bird twitting, it was the same sound each night. The caretaker just wanted a peaceful night where he could sit down and have a cup of tea, not chase out some bloody kids out of the castle.

Shining the light onto the outside of the building trying to remember which floor the light had come from as he headed towards the front door. It gave a streak as he pushed it open , causing a shiver to work its way down his back as his hand that was holding the torch flickering around the room as quickly as he could.

Passing an old grandfather clock before the torch landed on some stairs, clicking his tongue as he placed both his hands against the railing as he took a step at a time. The only sound was silent grunt as his tired legs moved him forward. The sound of muttering as he worked further up annoyed him greatly as the torch cast shadows around him.

"How fastidious you've become, Wormtail." A dark voice reaching the old man's ears as he reached the near top of the stairs. Turning the torch off as he paused on the step as he cast worried glances towards where the voices were coming from.

"As i recall, you once called the nearest gutter pipe home." The same voice seemed to echo around the old castle. What worried the old man was it sounded nothing like a kid, he was an old man and there was not much he could actually do if they were adult's, he had no strength.

"Could it be that the task of nursing me had become wearisome for you?" Finally the man could see the room as the door was half-open but all he could see was the side of an old chair and with the bright light he could see nothing except black sitting on the chair.

Taking the last step as he slowly sneaked forward but a loud creak sounded from where his foot had landed, his whole body frozen in fear as he stood very still as he bit his bottom lip with worry that he was heard but release a sign when no one headed towards him.

Heading forward with a sign of relief that there were no more stairs as his old bones moaned from the movement when an old man moved into the light, he was scruffy and dirty as if he hadn't had a bath in years. The caretaker watched with weary eyes as the man in the room wavered from side to side and nibbled on thin air. It was hard to see but he could see that the dirty boy was talking towards the chair.

I would rather have bloody kids then a crazy man.

"Oh, no. No, no, my Lord Voldemort." The shouting of the boy's voice caused the caretaker to wince. "I only meant...perhaps if we were to do it without the boy." Moving closer, the caretaker was able to see some movements from the chairs but nothing else.

"No! The boy is everything!" The unknown voice shouted as the scruffy boy whimpered, he moved slightly back. The caretaker quickly moved backwards as a young boy moved into the light before kneeling next to the chair.

"It cannot be done without him. and it will be done." He declared as he placed one hand on the arm-chair.

"Exactly as i said."

"I will not disappoint you, my lord."

"Good."

The caretaker listened trying to figure out what they were up to that a large snake gathered behind him, unknown to him.

"First, gather our old comrades." He watched as both the young boy and the scruffy git nodded. The snake slivered across the floor and around the caretakers legs before it moved silently into the room.

"Send them a sign" The caretaker felt a slightly tug before he looked towards the ground to see a large snakes body passing. Flinching back as his hands tightened around the torch before he turned to watched as the snake moved towards the chair. Slivering over it as it stared at the young boy in front of him.

"Nagini tells me the old muggle caretaker..." The snake turned it's head in the caretakers direction as he tried to pear closer. "is standing just outside the door"

His mind slow to catch up as two sets of head turned towards him before the scruffy bloke stood in the doorway staring at him. Now the caretaker could see whiskers appearing on the blokes face.

Moving back as he straightened his body ready to demand they leave his castle when the voice from the chair interrupted.

"Step aside, Wormtail, so i can give our guest a proper greeting." Wormtail gave the caretaker a large grin which shown of his to large dirty front teeth before he stood aside.

Raising his hands with the torch to show he was unarmed, but he had no time.

"Avada Kedavra!" A bright green light shot towards the caretaker. Leaving nothing but a corpse as the kettle in his house boiled.

Harry Potter, the boy who lived was worried as he sat in a cart with his to best friends. Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. After everything with the game and the sign of you-know-who appearing, everyone was worried but the Ministry where trying to keep it on lock down.

His mind seemed to flutter away as he quickly wrote a letter to Sirius black. They finally reached Hogwarts and wandering through the halls as they quietly spoke about the sign that was conjured during the game when the sounds of horses reached their ears.

Rushing towards the large gaps as they watched a cart that was attached to flying horses fly pasted them. Hagrid was on the ground wavering two pads towards the horses as they flew closer and closer towards him, not slowing down at all.

Turning his back on them quickly shouting towards everyone.

"Clear the runway!" Turning around his eyes widen before he started to quickly wave the pads towards the horses that were heading straight for him, the horses quickly moved out the way before giving a loud Neil screech towards him.

Hagrid had to jump to the ground as the carriage slammed right into the spot he had stood as everyone watching, roared with laughter.

"Well, there's something you don't see every day." George, one of the Weasley twins spoke causing even more laughter around him. Their gazes turned towards a small outlook that was floating in the water, curiosity looks staring at the single persons that stood looking through a telescope.

It was seconds before it was lifted up and a large ship appear, water running down the sides as it slammed against the waves as they dropped their sheets revealed their symbol.

"Well, now we're all settled in and sorted, I'd like to make an announcement. this castle will not only be your home this year...but home to some very special guests as well" Albus Dumbledore declared before their caretaker, Filch jogged forward as he placed a hand over his heart.

"You see, Hogwarts had been chosen..." He paused as Filch appeared at his side.

"Yes, What is it?" Filch was panting as he patted his heart lightly before he started to mutter silently towards Dumbledore.

"Tell them to wait. Tell them to wait. Wait" Dumbledore demanded before Filch gave a sharp nodded and jogged back towards the doors.

"So Hogwarts had been chosen to host a legendary event: The Triwizard Tournament. for those of you who do not know...the Triwizard Tournament brings together three schools... for a series of magical contests. From each school, a single student is selected to compete. Now let me be clear. If chosen, you stand alone. and trust me when i say... These contests are not for the faint-hearted. But more of that later. For now, please join me in welcoming... The lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic... and their headmistress Madame Maxime." Dumbledore's voice rose as the doors opened to reveal ladies in a blue dress with a small blue hat.

They marched in with their head held up, taking a couple of steps closer before giving a "Ahhhh" as they turned their heads to the right giving the students smiles before repeating the posses again but to the left leaving Ron in shock.

"Bloody Hell" He muttered as his eye's never strayed away from the female's. Running forward before they pushed their chest forward as butterflies fluttered from their fingers before they split up, half going to the left as the other half turn to the right to reveal Madame Maxime.

"Blimey. That's one big woman." One of the students mutter to Ron as they watched the mistress heading towards Dumbledore.

Every male stood up clapping as a few of the females joined in before silent took over. Dumbledore kissed her hand before he jogged towards where his owl post stood.

"And now our friends from the north. Please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang... and their high master, Igor Karkaroff with his Daughter, Isabella Karkaroff." Dumbledore roared as silently took over once the doors opened.

A/N Not much here but I only wanted to Introduction her first. Already got the second chapter started. It will be longer. Don't forget to review Please.

I apologize for any mistake's. Looking for a beta. Pm me.