Harry's wishes for a quit year were looking more and more like dreams. During his last week at the Dursley's, the twins had broken him out with a flying car. He was offered to stay at the burrow for the remaining few days, and he was also invited to accompany them to the Quidditch World Cup. He had happily agreed and had watched to match with them. It was here that he first saw Viktor Krum, the famous Bulgarian Seeker. However it was at this World Cup that he once again crossed paths with dead. A couple of Death Eaters had attacked the camping and had conjured the dark mark in the air. Luckily, there were no wounded and he accompanied Ron and Hermoine back to Hogwarts.

He was now sitting in the train, with Ron beside him and Hermoine on the opposite end. He wasn't really paying attention to what they were saying and by the sound of it they were once again in a heated discussion. He was staring out of the window, thinking how Sirius was doing. He figured that it was hard for him to live like a wanted criminal and wondered when he would see his godfather again.

"Harry, we're here." Hermoine said, snapping him out of his train of thoughts. When he turned to look at her.

"Sorry, I was lost in thought." He apologized with a weak smile, she smiled back and left the carriage, he followed her. During the ride to the castle he was once again silent, this time more focusing on all his courses and praying to whatever deity there was that this would be a calm year.

After settling in the dormitories and witnessing the sorting of the first years, they had dinner in the great hall. This time he asked how Hermoine's and Ron's summer had been and was happy to hear them ramble about all the things they had done. Apparently, Hermoine went on holiday to Spain, and Ron talked about the plans his twin brothers had about opening a shop on their own. Ron was probably going to ask him what he did during the summer but Dumbledore ushered everyone to be silent.

"First of all, I want to welcome the first years and wish every single one of you good luck in this new school year." He started in a gentle tone. "The teacher for Defense Against the Dark Arts will be Professor Moody." He announced the new teacher who took one step forwards. He had a wooden leg and an artificial eye. He occasionally sipped from a metal flask. He's probably not drinking water. Harry mused, thinking that the new professor was kind of weird. "I would also like to announce that the Triwizard Championship will be held again, at our school. The students from Durmstrang and Beauxbaton will arrive here next week. The tournament itself will start in October, the winner will receive thousand galleons worth of price money. More information will follow soon at the start of the Championship, thank you for your attention." He finished, murmurs erupted throughout the hall.

"Are you going to compete, Harry?" Ron asked beside him.

"No, I am not, Ron, I want a quit year for once." He answered and saw the questioning look on Ron"s face.

"Oh, well, I am going to compete, thousand galleons is a lot of money." He said, probably already thinking what he could do with all that money.

"The Tournament is dangerous, Ron. People have died while participating in it." Hermoine scolded him. "Why do you think it was cancelled for so long?" She asked him rhetorically. He just shrugged in response and both he and Hermoine shook their heads at their friends antics.

This will be an interesting year. Harry thought. I hope I can stay and watch from the sidelines for once. He laughed when he saw Hermoine hit Ron on the head, probably because he said something stupid again.

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Her mother had not been lying when she said the reactions from her fellow students would be worse once she had matured. She still couldn't control her allure so every male that saw her seemed to lose all brain functions and would just stare at her like a piece of meat. The women were even worse, calling her all sorts of names, most likely out of jealousy. She was already tired of school and it had only just started. She hoped that Gabrielle's day had been better. Gabrielle attended the same school but was in her fifth year. even though she is almost 15, she has to go through the same hell as me. She sighed while sitting on her bed. If she could she would spare her little sister all the pain and the loneliness she had to endure when she was that age. They had at least each other.

On a more positive note, Madame Maxime had announced that the Triwizard Championship would be held at Hogwarts at the end of October and that she would only take the best of the best. She had also said that over the next month, several tests would be held to determine who would go. This motivated her because if she could participate in this Tournament she could finally show everyone that she was a smart Witch and not just the creature many of her fellow students saw her as. With new found determination she stood back to collect her books to begin to study for the tests until someone knocked on her door. Her mother had asked Madame Maxime for a private bedroom instead of sharing it with other girls, given her circumstances and the way said girls treated her. Madame Maxime had been very understanding and promised that at the start of next year, Gabrielle would get a private room too. She opened the door, not really knowing who to expect. A smile appeared on her face when she opened the door and saw her little sister standing there. Her Smile was almost gone instantly though as she saw that she had been crying.

She quickly hugged her little sister and brought her inside, making her sit on the bed and kneeling down in front of her, rubbing her hands along her arms in a comforting manner. "What's wrong?" she asked in a soft voice. Her sister was the most important person in her life and she would do anything to protect her and make her happy. Seeing her like this broke her heart.

"They were laughing at me again." Gabrielle answered in a low and fragile voice, burying her head in her heads to hide her tears from her sister. She didn't want her big sister to see her like this but she had nowhere else to go, and she could use someone to talk too. Someone who would understand. She dared to look up and meet her sister's eyes and saw nothing but love and compassion in them. She knows how it feels, she had to went through the same things and she had no one to rely on. She reminded herself and after a few seconds launched herself at her sister, embracing her in a hug once more.

Fleur had to stop herself to go the fifth year's dormitories and rip those girls a new one. How dare they hurt her sister like that, she didn't deserve this. She didn't know anything to say that would make it better. She couldn't say that it would be okay once she grew older because to opposite was true, she wouldn't lie to her sister like that so she hugged her and poured all her love into it. Letting her little sister know that she had someone she could count on, no matter what happened.

Gabrielle pried herself lose and sat back down on Fleur's bed. "How did you deal with it all?" She asked, she wanted to hear her sister talk about it. Fleur sat beside her, one arm around her shoulder, hugging her sideways.

"I know it isn't always easy but I tried to ignore them." She answered, recalling all the times she had cried herself to sleep.

"I am sorry you had to deal with that on your own, Fleur, I wish I could've done something." She said, snuggling in her sisters side, hoping that she could support her older sister too by showing that she was there for her.

"You have nothing to apologize for, Gabrielle. Maman helped me, I am afraid it is part of being Veela." She said truthfully, she didn't want her sister to feel sorry.

"Maman said that it doesn't get better once I mature." She inquired

"She gave you 'the talk'?" Fleur asked, looking at her sister with a small smile. Gabrielle's groan was enough of an answer, making her lightly chuckle.

"yeah, at the beginning of Summer." She scoffed, a light smile appearing on her face too. "It was somewhat useful though, I didn't know we could transform after we matured."

"yeah, didn't know that one either, never saw Maman do it." She truly had never seen her mother angry enough to transform into her bird form. "But to answer your question, I am afraid it doesn't get better." She answered honestly, and the sadness that spread across her little sister's face broke her heart again. "You'll always have me, Gabrielle, never forget that." She continued, hoping she could lift her sister's spirit again. Gabrielle looked up at her again and hugged her again.

"Thank you." Gabrielle said. She really didn't know what she would do without Fleur. They stayed like that for a couple of minutes, letting the other know they were there for each other. "I guess I need to go back to the dormitories." She said as she leaned back from the hug.

"No, Madame Maxime said you could have your private bedroom next year but I am moving it to this year. You'll be staying here with me." She offered, she had enough of seeing her sister sad. The smile on Gabrielle's face caused her to smile too.

"Really? Thank you!" She exclaimed, tackling her sister in yet another hug, making them both fall back onto the back. They were both laughing like crazy.

"I think it is bedtime, I have one of those tests tomorrow." Fleur said, she was happy her sister was in a better mood, but she would really need her sleep if she were to pass those tests?

"You are trying to participate In the Triwizard Championship?" Gabrielle asked.

"Yeah, trying to prove to the world I have brains too and not just beaty." She said smugly, inciting another shared round of laughter between the two of them. "I will try to conjure a bed for you or something." She said after their laughter had died down. But her sister stopped her when she grabbed her wand.

"You can do that another time, I don't mind." She really didn't. They both didn't have any friends to they relied on each other, creating a very close sister bond. Fleur shrugged and told her that she could go first in the little bathroom to prepare for bed.

After fifteen minutes they were both ready and crawled underneath the sheets. Of course, both on their respective sides.

"Thank you Fleur, for everything. I don't know what I'd do without you." She stated, letting her big sister know she appreciated everything she had done for her.

"Anytime, Gabrielle, You'll always have me. I love you." Fleur answered.

"I love you too, Fleur, you can always count on me too, I hope you know that." She told her sister, letting her know that she wouldn't need to face her problems alone ever again.

"I know, Thank you, Gabrielle, good night." Fleur finally closed her eyes and smiled to herself. They both didn't have friends and were shunned by their fellow students, but they had each other. And to Fleur, that was the most important part.

"Good night." Came her short reply. Knowing that they had each other's back, both sisters drifted off to sleep.

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Yuri was currently being hold in the claws of a giant crow and he still chuckled if he remembered how he had met the strange bird.

He had discovered that the Undead Asylum was placed high on a mountain, and that he had no way of going down. When he had approached the side a giant crow showed up and took him between its claws and flew of. Naturally, at first he had struggled, trying to break free from the giant bird but he had stopped his antics when the crow actually spoke to him. It had only spoken a few words, not even able to construct sentences but it had offered him a ride to a place called Hogwarts. He had never heard of the place but it was apparently located in Scotland and he was intended to keep his word to Oscar and check if his quest would truly end there.

Remembering that his supplies in his bag had all but run out he decided to ask the big bird another question.

"Do you where I can get some supplies that would aid and Undead?" He asked nicely.

"I know place. Abandoned village. Lot of Undead supplies." The voice brushed against his mind. "I take you there." It offered.

"Thank you, how long do you think it would take us to reach this Hogwarts? I'll try to collect the supplies as fast as I can." He asked so he could prepare himself, he wasn't exactly sure what to expect once he reached Scotland.

"Late noon, early evening." Came it short reply. He could live with that. He didn't know what the future would bring, or what he would to about the Chosen Undead prophecy that Oscar had threw around. He had been called that before, in the first 3 years after he awoke as an Undead but he didn't even knew what it had meant back then. And after more than 15 years rotting in the Asylum he didn't even feel like he had a goal anymore. He didn't know his purpose and he at least hoped that he would find just that in Hogwarts.

A/N: This Chapter was mostly filler with some Fleur and Gabrielle bonding and of course introducing the latter to the story! I know that she is far younger in canon but I made her older to fit the story better. I don't have any brothers or sisters so I have no idea how a sibling bond looks or feel like so I hope I did good with their little bonding time, They deserve it after everything they have to endure just because they are Veela… Anyway, thank you for reading and please leave a review if you want. Thank you, have a nice day!