This is a HROM, Olympe Maxime and Rubeus Hagrid. I said in my bio that i'd write, one so here it is!
Sort of like a condensed version of GoF, Hagrid and Maximes point of view. Please review, Thanx!
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Disclaimer: There are a couple of lines from GoF but that's all.I own nothing!
Different Differences
Chapter Two
Hogwarts.
Olympe Maxime leant back in her chair and sighed. It had been a long six months.Six months! Had it really been this long since Albus Dumbledore had had the idea of reinstating the legendary Triwizard Tournament? It felt longer to her.
She grabbed her desk as the carriage encountered a bit of turbulence. The carriage was something she wouldn't miss traveling in. The powder-blue coach had been specially enlarged so that she could fit in, though at first she hadn't even wanted to go inside it, let alone fly in it, but in the end she had agreed to use it , if only to uphold the honour and tradition of the Beauxbatons Academy.
She wanted desperately to win, for her school, for her pupils, for her country! She wanted to prove to Durmstrang that Dark Magic and evil purposes wouldn't win and as for Hogwarts, she just wanted to prove that even Albus Dumbledore was only human.
But Olympe knew the real purpose of the Triwaizard Tournament, and it was that she wanted to do as well.
The Triwizard Tournament was to establish bonds between the schools, pupils, the teachers, and even the countries. That was Dumbledores real reason, she knew that, even if Karkaroff didn't.
Karkaroff. That ignorant, conceited, follower of Dark Arts, whose only thought was to teach his students the Dark Arts and stay out of Azkaban.
How an idiot like him got to be Headteacher, she didn't know.He thought that Dumbledore just wanted to beat Durmstrang and glorify himself and Hogwarts.
Olympe snorted, as if!
She stood up to talk to the driver about stopping at Dijon, she was tired.
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Hagrid was exhausted,and that was saying something, it took alot to tire Hagrid. He had waited for the Skrewts to hatch all last night, and then during the the he'd had to go about his gamekeeper duties as normal.
As Hagrid pulled on a pair of canary yellow bedsocks his thoughts turned to the Triwizard Tournament. He'd never thought that he would ever see the Tournament played at Hogwarts again. The Headmisstress of the french school was rumoured to be...different, in what way he didn't know. As for Karkaroff, from what he knew, he had been a Death Eater, and had bought his way out of Azkaban. Piece of filth. Hagrid hated the thought of poor Sirius Black, condemmed to spend thirteen years in that place, while pieces of dragondung like Malfoy and Karkaroff had got off scot free. Filth. That's them.
Hagrid's hands shook, and he missed his cup of hot chocolate and spilt the water on his table.
As Hagrid, having given up on making hot chocolate, climbed into bed, he once again thought of the Tournament. This would be a year to remember indeed.
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Olympe watched as Hogwarts came into view, she could see what looked like the whole school assembled outside. She could see some of them pointing and shrieking. She smiled, at least the carriage had worked, they had certaily made a grand entrance.
The door swung open and as she regally descended into the crisp British air someone started clapping and quickly the whole of Hogwarts school started to applause as well.She relaxed and smiled, and walked over to Dumbledore.
"Dumbl-Dorr, I 'ope I find you well?"
"On excellent form, thank-you."
Olympe suddenly remembered her students, she quickly introduced them, " My students."
"Ah yes, we had better make introductions inside the Great Hall."
" 'As Karkaroff arrived yet?"
"He should be here any moment," Dumbledore answered, " would you care to wait for him, or warm up a trifle?"
Same old manners, thought Olympe, "Warm up I think." like she would ever wait for that git! "But ze 'orses-"
Our Care of Magical Creatures professor will be delighted to take care of them" said Dumbledore, "the moment he has returned from dealing with a slight situation with some of his other-er-charges."
What charges?, Olympe wondered, but quickly put it out of her mind.
"My steeds require-er- forceful handling." It wasn't that she doubted this professor, but the horses were rather big."Zey are very strong."
"I assure you, Hagrid will be well up to the job." said Dumbledore, smiling.
Ah well, she'd just have to take his word for it."Very well, will you please inform zis 'Agrid zat ze 'orses drink only single malt whiskey?"
"It will be attended to."
Good.Olympe turned and to her students and beckoned, "Come."
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Hagrid liked the Skrewts, make no mistake, but he couldn't help feeling resentful when they made him miss the arrival of the schools.
It was something Hagrid had really wanted to see. Everyone knew that when different magical communities got together it always tended to be rather spectacular.
He finished bandaging his and and set off for the school, though how he was supposed to eat with his fingers the size of Arkan maggots, he didn't know.
He sidled into the room giving Harry, Ron and Hermione a quick smile and settled down at the staff table. It looked like everyone had been eating for a while, though there were a number of strange exotic dishes dotted around the the table.
He was just reaching for the toad-in-the-hole when a beautiful deep voice asked him," could you please pass me ze boullabaisse?"
Hagrid looked up and saw the the most beautiful and...different woman he had ever laid eyes on. She had a handsome, olive-skinned face and large, dark, liquid looking eyes. And she was tall. The same height as him.
A number of things jumped about inside him until he managed to strangle out," O' cors'." before looking hurriedly away again.
Many times Hagrid looked round to see her turning quickly away. He soon learned that she was Olympe Maxime, Headmisstress of Beauxbatons Academy. Well, the reports had been somewhat correct, she was different...
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He looked away so quickly! Well so had she, but to think that in Hogwarts of all places, that there would be one of them!
She found out that he was Rubeus Hagrid, Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts and Care of Magical Creatures Professor and that he'd been working at Hogwarts for around fifty years.
They were around the same age then. As Ludo Bagman once again tried to engage her in speech again she thought to herself that she really nust make his aquaintance.
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Well there we are! short but necessary. Please review or flame if want, whatever , I want to know what you thought.
There'll be more original parts soonish. Also, I think this is going to be long so updates may be slow.
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Jen.