Harry Potter and the World Wizardry Tournament

Summary: Seventh Year. Harry thought it was over at the end of the fourth year, he thought there would be no more tournaments, no more tasks. Little did he know that by winning the Triwizard Tournament he was automatically entered into the World Tournament. Now, seven winners of a similar Triwizard Tournament, come to Hogwarts, from all over the world, to compete. H/G to start, but will it last?

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. JK Rowling does.

Author's note: I am basing this off Half Blood Prince, but not totally. Dumbledore is not dead. Snape or Draco is not a Death Eater (that we know of anyway…), and Harry and Ginny are still dating, even though I do not agree with this ship. I still think it came out of no where. And, since Ron and Hermione have not told their feelings to each other (if they even have them), they are not dating.

"Oh my god!" Girls from all houses giggled, laughed, and nudged each other when they watched the male competitors walk into the Great Hall, or when they glanced their way. The guys were quite the same way, only they didn't giggle, when one of the female competitors walked by. Natasha, Celeste, Alexander, and Xiaolang, were receiving the most.

"You know, even if the female attention is a good thing," Alexander grinned at Christine and Draco as they walked up to the Great Hall. "God it's annoying!"

Christine giggled, and rolled her eyes. She and Alexander were now wearing the Hogwarts school uniform, and it was in Slytherin's colors. Both felt a little weird wearing a different school's uniform, but they were getting used to it.

"Yeah, but I bet you like the fact you got a hot chick as your partner, don't you?" Draco grinned at Alexander.

"You mean Celeste?" Alexander rolled his eyes. "She may be hot, but damn, she's a complete airhead. I talked to her for like two minutes yesterday, and I already can't stand her."

Christine laughed. "You're screwed then. You're stuck with her for a whole year!" Draco laughed.

"Alexander!"

"Shit. Speak of the devil." They turned to see Celeste running up to them, in the Hufflepuff uniform.

"We'll talk to you later Alexander." Christine elbowed him in the side, with a grin on her face, and then she and Draco went into the Great Hall. Alexander glared at them as they left.

Christine and Draco walked into the Great Hall, and headed to the Slytherin table, and then just a couple minutes later, Alexander joined them. He put his head in his hands, after he sat down.

"I have no clue how I'm going to survive being that chick's partner." The Slytherins around him laughed.

"Aw. . . Muffin, did little tiny Celeste scare big strong Alexander?" Christine grinned.

"Sod off." The Slytherins laughed again.

"Speaking of partners…" Pansy Parkinson, who was sitting beside Alexander, looked up at the Gryffindor table. Christine looked up as well.

"Ah. Perfect." She stood up. "I'll be right back."

"So, Harry. . ." Ron grinned. "Where are you and Christine going to meet?"

Ginny looked up, and glared at Ron. Hermione looked up, interested as well. Harry looked up at him, but didn't say. They sat down at the Gryffindor table. Before they could ask again, they heard a female voice calling out to one of the four.

"Harry!"

Harry turned around, and came face to face with Christine. "Hey Christine." Ginny glared at her.

Christine was about to say something, when Ginny caught her attention. She raised her eyebrow at her. "Holy shit man. Take a chill pill; I'm only talking to him." Ginny stood up and took her wand out.

"Ginny! Sit down!" Harry snapped at her. Ginny opened her mouth to say something, but Harry glared at her, making her shut her mouth, and slowly sit down.

Harry stood up, and took something out of his pocket and handed it to Christine. She opened it, read it, and looked up at Harry. "See you then." She grinned, winked at him, and turned and walked back to the Slytherin table.

"Harry! I want to know where you're going to be meeting!" Ginny demanded as soon as Christine sat back down at the Slytherin table. "And I want to be there."

"Ginny no, you can't be there." Harry sighed, as he started to dish some food out for himself.

"Why not?" Ginny glared at her boyfriend. "I'm your girlfriend, and who knows what she might try when I'm not there!"

"Ginny, SHUT UP." Harry snapped. Ron and Hermione, who were ignoring the two when they were arguing, looked over at Harry in surprise. Ron looked ready to yell at Harry for getting mad at his sister. "It's not my fricking fault. I did not ask for this!" Harry stood up, and totally ignoring his breakfast, left the Great Hall.

After watching Harry leave the Hall, Hermione sighed. "Ginny, sometimes you are as bad as Ron."

"Hey!"

"And what is that supposed to mean Hermione?" Ginny glared at her.

"You two are so insensitive." Hermione sighed again. "Couldn't you see that yesterday, Harry was upset about having to do this tournament? He's probably feeling guilty because it should be Cedric up there." Ginny's and Ron's eyes widened. They had forgotten about Cedric. "You guys better head to class, you don't want to be late on the first day." The two Weasley siblings nodded, and got up without a word said. A few minutes later, Hermione sighed and got up to go look for Harry. She had an idea where he might be.

"Harry?"

Harry looked up in surprise. He was sitting in the Room of Requirement, just thinking. He had a free block first class, so he wasn't worried about being late for a class. He hadn't heard anyone come in the room, and didn't see them, because he was sitting against the wall, with his head in his hands.

"Harry? Are you alright?"

Harry looked up at the speaker. "Hermione, don't you have a class?"

"No, I have a free block, like you." She knelt down beside him, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Harry, you can talk to me."

Harry looked into her eyes. "Hermione, I'm fine."

"No you're not. Look at you! If something wasn't wrong, you wouldn't be here."

Silence sat between the two for a moment. Then Harry bit his lip, and whispered, "Hermione, it shouldn't be me competing in this tournament. It… it… shh.. shoou…" His voice shook. Next thing he knew, and he would deny it later if anyone accused him of it, Hermione had wrapped her arms around him, and then he just cried it out.

Harry and Hermione reappeared among students a half an hour later. With out much said, they headed up to their separate classes. Hermione had Ancient Ruins, while Harry had Charms. He was surprised that after he, and several students sat down, in came three of the other seven competitors, separately, including Christine. When she came in, she smiled brightly, and sat down beside him. "Hey Harry, you seem surprised."

"Hey Christine. I didn't think we would have a class together."

Christine laughed. "I'm taking Charms, Defense against the Dark Arts, Potions, Transfiguration, and…. I think that's it."

"We have all the same classes."

"I know. When Professor Snape was handing out schedules, I asked him to give me the same as you." Christine smirked. "He didn't seem happy to do it."

"Snape hates me." Harry laughed. "Why did you want the same classes?"

"To make your girlfriend jealous." Harry raised an eyebrow. Christine winked. "Nah, these are great NEWT classes, perfect for preparing for the Tournament."

Harry nodded. They sat in silence for a moment. After a moment, Christine put her arm on the table, and stared at Harry, without blinking. "What?"

"You're a terrible Occlumens." She cocked her head to the side.

"What? You were reading my mind?" Harry whispered outraged.

"Not really, just probing. You couldn't tell?"

"No." Harry looked away. "I've had a bad experience with Occlumency."

"I could tell, you mind looked like it had been attacked over and over." She smirked. "We need to work on that. I think this is what we'll practice. It can be extremely handy, so we can talk in each others minds during tasks."

"Is that even legal?"

"I don't know. I doubt it." Christine grinned at Harry. Professor Flitwick walked in, and they stopped talking.

"Hermione, thanks. . . You know. . . about earlier." He and Hermione were heading up to the Gryffindor common room, after finishing dinner early. Ginny and Ron had some Prefect duties (patrolling) after dinner, so they stayed down in the Great Hall. Hermione, since she was Head Girl, didn't have to patrol with the Gryffindors. When they walked into the common room, they found it was basically disserted.

She smiled up at him, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. "You don't have to thank me Harry. I was just being a good friend."

"Yeah, but you wouldn't see me crying my eyes out on Ron's shoulder," Harry grinned slightly, "Heck, or even Ginny's."

Hermione shook her head in an amused way. "So, where are you going to meet your partner?"

"I told her to meet me in the Entrance Hall, at eight, and I'll take her up to the Room of Requirement afterwards." Harry sighed, and ran his hand through his, already unruly, raven colored hair. "I don't know how to tell Ginny. She'll be extremely upset."

"She's just being petty." Hermione smiled as she patted his arm. "Don't worry about her."

"Hey! What's going on here?"

Harry's and Hermione's heads snapped over to look at the voice, and Hermione quickly dropped her arm, and stepped away from Harry.

"Well?"

Hermione sighed. "Ginny, aren't I allowed to talk to my friend?" She sat down at a table, and placed her bag on it. "Aren't you supposed to be patrolling?"

"He's my boyfriend!" Ginny ignored the second part.

"Ginny, I've been friends with Hermione longer then I've dated, or even known you." Harry rolled his eyes as he sat down in one of the comfy chairs in front of the fire.

"So what? She gets seniority over me?" Ginny put her hands on her hips, and glared at the two of them.

"Frankly, yes!" Ginny's jaw dropped open, and Hermione's head snapped over to Harry, with a small smile forming on her face. "Well the hell has been with you, Ginny? You've been extremely jealous over the stupidest things!" He sat forward and looked her straight in the eye. "You're even jealous over the fact that I'm partners with a Slytherin girl! Where is the trust we're supposed to have Ginny?"

Ginny closed her mouth, and tears welled up in her eyes. Harry was watching her, not saying or doing anything. Hermione had taken out some book, and was ignoring the two. "Harry. . ." She took a deep breath. "I know that I've been jealous. . ."

"You've been more the just jealous lately! You've been excessively jealous!"

"Can you blame me! Look how famous you are! Everyone wants you!"

"Is that why you want me?"

Ginny opened her mouth to reply, but she couldn't think what to say. "I. . ."

"I've always wondered. I knew you had a hero crush on me."

"I did not!"

"Ginny don't even try to deny that." Harry and Ginny looked over at Hermione in surprise. "You know it, and almost everyone knows it!"

Harry looked at his watch. "As much as I want to continue this conversation," he sarcastically rolled his eyes. "I have to meet Christine."

"You're still meeting her?" Ginny sharply looked at her boyfriend.

"Of course I am. Ginny, I'm still in this tournament, and Christine is my partner, if you like it or not." He took out an old piece of paper from his book bag.

"I want to know where you're going to be!"

Harry looked up at Ginny. "I'm not going to tell you. And you're not going to follow me." He waved the paper around. "And if you do… I'll know." He got up, and left the common room.

"Holy shit Harry! This room is amazing!" Christine walked into the Room of Requirement, and looked around in amazement. The floor had a soft cushion like feel to it; the walls had the same feel to it. A couch sat against the fall wall, with, what looked like a cooler, full of bottles of butter beer. There was a book self of books for self defense, and attack spells. There was a cabinet beside it with remedies for curses, spells, and jinxes. "It's perfect!"

Harry grinned; glad he was able to impress his partner. "Yeah it is. It's very private too, very few students know about it."

Christine smiled at Harry in awe and abruptly then sat on the floor. "Sit."

"But, there's a couch. . ."

"I know. Sit." Harry sat down across from Christine.

"Now, clear your mind."

"This isn't going to work. Last time I tried, I could never clear my mind."

"Let me guess, you kept having thoughts like 'this is stupid', and shit like that?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"Well, maybe think of a brick wall, and try to push me out of your mind." Christine raised her eyebrow. "That's what works for me. But, it's different for every witch or wizard."

"Alright. . ."

"Or, maybe try concentrating on memories you don't want me to see. That will bring the memory forward in your mind, making it easier for me to read them. You will protect that memory better then others, and you'll force me out of your mind." Christine shrugged. "It's a good way to learn." She looked him straight in the eye. "Don't do that, unless you trust me." She took a deep breath. "Ready?"

Harry took a deep breath. "Yeah…"

"On three. . . One. . . Two. . Legilimens!"

Well, that's it for Chapter two! For those that asked, there should be 8-10 tasks. I have a couple figured out, but I'm going to need help on others. Give me some suggestions! You'll get credit, and If you even wanted to write some ofit.. justtell me!Hahaha… Please Review!