This is the first time I have written Harry Potter even though I grew up with it, so WOO! Just to claerify, Harry and his siblings are sixteen, this is Hermione's 6th year so Ginny's 5th. Enjoy!
Parseltounge
Chapter 1:
The Great Hall had been sitting in their seats for about an hour now, waiting. A fourth name had come out of the Goblet of Fire, from some one who was not from one of the three schools nor even as some heard in the same country. Harry Potter.
"Look at it this way girls," Ginny Weasley muttered to her friends. "At least it isn't us this time."
"Don't be so sure." Muttered Susan Bones. "The year's only just begun."
Luna smiled serenely. "Don't worry." She said in her usual dreamy voice.
Tracy Davis, the one Slytherin in their group, groaned. "Somehow that's not comforting."
The girls laughed. They had been together since the events of their first year, while, Ginny and Luna's first year, Susan, Hermione, and Tracey's second. The five were the best of friends, something that can happen when you meet in a train to school for the first time and later end up getting dragged into the Chamber of Secrets. But more on that later.
Suddenly the doors burst open. Three shapes flew into the room, circled once, and landed in the middle of the Great Hall. To almost everyone, the three people looked as if they were floating on air, but a few could see the leathery black winged horses that restlessly pawed the ground.
They dismounted, and some of the girls gave squeals. A few boys drooled. The girl tossed her hair over her shoulder and grinned. "I counted seven."
"Eight." Said one of the boys smugly.
"Damn." She replied with a grin.
"You're going to give them a bad impression." The other boy rolled his eyes and looked up at the shocked staff table. "My name is Harry Potter-Serpentine. I hear my name came out of the Goblet of Fire?"
Well. That was a surprise. The girl rolled her eyes and stroked something in mid-air, murmuring under her breath. Dumbledore seemed shocked as well, and the group of five Hogwarts girls grinned. "Through that door then Harry." Dumbledore said finally, gesturing towards the door on the side. Harry grinned at his siblings and headed to the door. Those setting up the tournament followed, and McGonagall stood. "To your dormitories everyone!"
The flood of students slowly left the hall, some lingering to gaze at the two gorgeous students who had entered with the Boy-Who-Lived. The two ignored them for the most part, the woman talking to the skeletal horses while the boy survived the students, finally settling on the tall man who was approaching them rapidly. If he wasn't half-giant, he'd eat his shoes.
"Where did ya find such a beautiful group of thestrals?" He said with a broad grin partly concealed by his huge beard.
"There's a large herd in the forest near school." The smaller boy extended his hand and the half-giant shook it eagerly. "Lusca here loves them. I'm Logan Serpentine. And you?"
"Rubeus Hagrid, grounds keeper and Care of Magical Creatures teacher." He said proudly. "There's a herd here to! Wonderful beasties aren't they?" He stretched out a hand and rubbed one of the nearby thestrals. "Aren't ye a beauty?"
"That's Hela." Lusca said with a sharp grin, pulling raw meat from her pocket and giving some to Hela. "This is Charon and Skull. My babies." Lusca had taken to wandering the forests when she was still getting used to the school, and become very attached to the thestrals. These three she had helped when they were injured, and now they took her flying. Her brothers had honestly been rather impressed with the amount of death-related names she had thought up for the large herd.
Harry walked into the small room and raised his eyebrows, slightly impressed. I knew there were a lot of Veela in France, apparently there's some in the school to. He thought, looking at the Beauxbatons champion. He walked forward and inclined his head, a hand over his heart.
"Serpent."
Surprise showed in her face before she mimicked the motion. "Veela. What kind?"
"I'd rather not say. You understand of course?"
She smiled. "Of course." It was a customary greeting that dated back to the time wizards were more accepting of their fellow magical creatures. Wizards had long since lost it, but among their kind it was still fully in use, sort of a nod of recognition in a world that was rarely accepting. For him to say serpent was a category, acknowledging her but wanting to keep his nature under wraps. As a Veela, she likely would have said bird.
Harry survived the other champions, a surly looking Bulgarian with dark hair ans a hooked nose, and a red-head with freckles who was glaring at Harry, who simply raised an eyebrow.
"Well this is most unusual." Dumbledore said, eyes twinkling as he entered with the other adults.
"Tell me about it." Harry said, folding his arms and frowning at the school heads. "I wasn't even in the same country, I haven't been for years, and out of the blue I hear that my name has been entered in a tournament with a magical binding contract." His frown shifted to a deep scowl. "I'd love to know how that happened."
"So would we Mister Potter." Ludo Bagman said cheerfully. "But we don't know! Now listen up. The first test is to test your daring; as such you will not be told what it is." He went on to tell them the date and remind them that their teachers may not aid them. Harry was not the only one rolling his eyes there. When he was finished Dumbledore spoke up.
"Harry, if you could perhaps follow Mr. Weasley to the Gryffindor common room we could get you settled in…"
"Professor," Harry interrupted smoothly. "I do not go to your school, as such it would be rude of my siblings and I to impede on them. My guardians arranged for guest rooms for us, we will be staying there."
"And who are your guardians Harry, if I may be so bold? No one has seen you in years." Dumbledore was persistent, and this was unwanted. Allowing steel to enter his voice and eyes Harry replied.
"My guardians are family, and I have been at school in Ireland, so I wouldn't expect anyone to have seen me."
"Ireland?" Ludo Bagman frowned. "But the only school in Ireland is the School of Beings and Rare Magics."
"Exactly." Harry grinned at their gob struck faces. "And I didn't attend for the latter. Now if you'll excuse me, I am tired and I would like to go to bed." When no one spoke he left.
Lusca and Logan were talking to the large man he had glimpsed at the table when he arrived, though Lusca was watching a pretty girl with curly brown hair and a book bag slung over her shoulder from the corner of her eyes. A cute librarian, certainly Lusca agrees. He thought with a smile as he approached the group.
"Hagrid this is Harry. My brother." Logan said cheerfully as Harry approached. The big man shook Harry's hand with a grin as Lusca sent the thresals away. "Hagrid said they could stay in the forest if they wanted." She said in reply to his raised eyebrow. That was a relief, they'd been worried about where the three could stay.
"I'm Hermione Granger." The cute librarian introduced herself, shaking their hands. "I'm supposed to take you to the guest rooms?"
"I believe so." Logan said with a charming grin that made most ladies swoon. "This lovely lady here is Lusca, and this handsome man is Harry. I'm Logan, the charming one." The girl smiled slightly at his words. "We're the Serpentine triplets."
Hermione nodded and began to lead them up the stairs. "Were did that name come from?" She asked curiously.
Lusca laughed, a cheerful, contagious sound. "We're flexible."
"Really?" The witch asked skeptically. The other three smirked.
"We are what your government refers to as creatures." Harry said smoothly. "We are kin to serpents, so Serpentine. We are not blood related, though it matters little." The smile they shared this time was warm. "Though Lusca's words are true." Hermione clearly saw the touch of suggestion in that statement as she blushed lightly.
"Well these are the guest rooms." she said hurriedly, stopping outside an oak door.
"Our thanks." Logan said smoothly kissing her hand. Harry rolled his eyes jestingly at his brother's back. The three entered their room, Lusca turning to Hermione.
"Sleep well." She grinned at the other girl's blush before closing the door. Smirking at her brothers she laughed. "I like making people blush." Outside thoughts were frantically running through Hermione's head, they main one being were they both flirting with me?! Shaking her head to clear it she hurried back to the Gryffindor rooms.
Harry pulled a small snake out of his pocket and enlarged it. The water moccasin slid to the ground, hissing in protest. Must we have flown?
Would you have preferred to take the Floo? Lusca replied dryly. Mona gave an effective shudder and began to explore the rooms. True to her word, Rita Skeeter had gifted the three children with a pet snake, and they had chosen a water moccasin and a beautiful rainbow boa. Said boa, Lana, was curled around Logan's arm as if it were a tree branch.
I'll make a pool for you in the morning… Harry trailed off as a door opened on its own, revealing a bathing room with a tub that easily could have been a small pool. Mona slithered over to it, hissing happily. When Harry, curiously, asked if they could have some branches for the arboreal snake to use, warm stone projections emerged from one wall floor to ceiling, well crafted and mimicking the branches of trees. Lana slid from Logan's arm to them, similarly content.
"I think the castle like us." Lusca remarked. Aspasia, as their school was affectionately called, was similar.
The three shared a look. They had discussed their plans while flying, but their worry was still present. As one, headed to one room and went to sleep in a bed that adjusted to their size. It was a habit they had never grown out of, unless one of them had other company for the night. Drifting off to sleep, their last thoughts were of home.
