A/N: So, here is the third installment. Pairings still have yet to be decided, so PLEASE LET ME KNOW! Thanks!

Sorry about how long it took to get this chapter out!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor do I make any money from the writing of this fic. No copyright infringement is intended.

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Chapter 3

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The ship was finally rising after a day at sea. Hadrian had spent most of that time reading his new books and exploring the dungeons of his trunk, which he had not really had time to do since he bought it.

As Hadrian watched the ship rise from the deep, dark depths of the ocean, reminding him all too much of the inky blackness of night that he tried so hard to escape, he thought about what this tournament might entail.

Hadrian saw the large, ancient castle as his porthole finally broke the surface, and Hadrian escaped his nightmarish mindset. It is a nice castle, he thought. Old, big. Not as big as mine though.

As the ship crossed the wardline, Hadrian felt the wards tingle around him. To his great surprise, considering the professed "Lightness" of Hogwarts, he felt the distinct tingle of Dark magic as the wards settled around him and the ship.

As they neared the docks, Hadrian noticed a large crowd of completely uncultured swine (rowdy students). He noticed the professors standing around the group, and one particularly old man dressed ostentatiously. Dumbledore, Hadrian though, disgust coloring his thoughts.

The ship settled in the docks and the ropes magically wound themselves around the posts, securing the ship for its ten month stay in the harbor. Hadrian locked and shrunk his trunk, then proceeded to leave his dorm and file in with the other Durmstrang students as they began to disembark from the ship.

As Hadrian finally got off, he noticed that the crowds had disappeared from earlier, presumably to go eat dinner, as it was nearing that time.

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Sinon was having a bad day. First, he'd run out of his latest supply of chocolates from Honeyduke's. Next, he had not been allowed his usual Monday lay-in. If that wasn't bad enough, the reason he'd been woken was because he was being thrown out of his personal dormitories!

Ugh, now I have to bunk with the rest of my Gryffindor yearmates, he thought as he moved his stuff by hand ("Magic is not allowed in the halls, Potter!" Professor McGonagall had shouted at him). And then, after he'd fire-called his parents to have them fix it, they had said they couldn't! What was the point of being the Boy Who Lived if you couldn't get special treatment?!

As he moped about due to his reduction to almost-normal status, he had missed the arrival of the other three schools for the Triwizard Tournament. And so now he sat at dinner, barely listening to Dumbles drone on about what an honor it was to host the tournament, and how lucky they were to have these schools competing with them.

The only thing that got his attention was when the Great Hall's doors burst open, revealing the ladies arriving from Beauxbatons. Their show was somewhat impressive, but Sinon found himself more attracted to the girls than interested in the magicks they performed.

Sinon stared dreamily as one particularly beautiful girl came through the doors...and right beside her stood someone who could only be described as a half-giant's dream, and a horror to anyone else. Which explained Hagrid's dreamy expression.

Sinon was snapped out of his lustful staring at the Beauxbatons seventh year only as a harmonious thump of several staffs hitting the ground echoed through Hogwarts from the entrance hall. THUMP...THUMP...THUMP...THUMP it went. And then, bursts of light accompanying the thumps could be seen in the hallway, as though a thunderstorm had decided the walk through the castle.

A group of people entered the Great Hall, each one carrying a staff, except for three in the back. The group walked up to the Head Table, turned, and continued on to the Slytherin table. As the end of the group approached, one of them dropped his staff and split from the group, crouching in front of the Head Table, and conjuring a fiery dragon from his wand, that rose up and spun around the room, driving scared shrieks from several students and singeing Dumbledore's beard.

Sinon was quite a bit shaken, looking at the three who stood in the back of the group. There was an older man in the middle, looking the epitome of a Bulgarian, and who was presumably the Headmaster of whatever mediocre school was to be one of the two competing with Hogwarts. To the man's right stood one of Sinon's personal heroes, ever since his father had introduced him to the wonderful world of Quidditch. To the right of the Headmaster stood Viktor Krum, the world-famous Bulgarian seeker.

However, it was the teen who stood to the left of the Headmaster (was it Karkaroff that Dumbledore had called him?) that unnerved Sinon the most. The boy looked eerily similar to Sinon's father, and yet had the eyes of his mother. He also seemed familiar to Sinon, though he could not place the teen's face.

It was then that the teen's eyes landed on Sinon. Shit, he must've noticed my staring, Sinon thought with a flush decorating his neck. Sinon was then taken aback by the amount of pure hatred in the teen's eyes as he finally recognized Sinon. How can he hate me? I SAVED his puny arse! Sinon thought with no small amount of anger.

This is going to be a long fuckin' year.

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Here it comes, Hadrian thought as he made his way through the doors of the Great Hall, standing aside Headmaster Karkaroff and Viktor Krum.

Immediately as he entered, he felt eyes on his person. Looking around the hall, he finally found the person who was staring at him. It took him a moment, but eventually he recognized the curved scar on his forehead. Sinon. Apt name for the brat, Hadrian thought venomously.

Looking around the hall once again, after Sinon had averted his gaze, Hadrian found it curious that the people who he had expected stares from were, in fact, distinctly avoiding looking at him. And Hadrian was fine with that.

Dumbledore stood once again, to shake the Headmaster's hand, and Hadrian caught the old codger's brief glance, and noticed the infamous twinkle of his eyes.

Hadrian averted his gaze quickly, knowing that Dumbles was a world-class Legilimens. Damn! he thought, hoping that Dumbledore had not recognized him.

This is going to be a long fuckin' year.

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A/N: Another one down, and so many more to go!

Hopefully the next one will be out soon, but I write as I go and I cannot guarantee when it will be out.

I need opinions!

1) Who will Hadrian end up with?

2) Who will Severus, Sirius, Remus, and Lily end up with (choose your favorite pairing(s))?

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