Hey! Thanks for all the reviews and questions! They're always super helpful. So now Aries is arriving at Hogwarts, and things are about to get interesting. Will the Potters discover his secret? Keep reading to find out! BTW, the stuff in italicsis supposed to be Greek and the stuff in italic underlined is German. Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. My life just isn't that good. *frowns*

Eleven years later…

Aries Kalgarias stared out of the window of the Beauxbaton carriage. The sky was beautiful and blue, similar to the first time he had been on an airplane with his mother. He tried not to think of that now. He was going to Hogwarts to win the Triwizard Tournament. He couldn't get distracted. Too many things depended on this.

"Aries?" a voice said gently. Aries turned to see his best friend, Gabrielle Delacour, looking at him with concern. "Are you okay?" she asked gently. Aries cursed himself mentally. His emotions must've been showing on his face. He couldn't let that happen at Hogwarts. They would figure out his secret. Aries had to keep his emotions, his hate, locked down while in England.

"I'm fine," he answered curtly, turning back to the window. Gabrielle pursed her lips but said nothing. After almost ten years of friendship, she had learned when to push Aries and when not to, something that became particularly hard after Zana died. It broke her heart to see Aries change into the guy he was now. The smiling dreamer she had befriended as a girl became hard and cynical, rarely letting people see what lied in his heart. But Gabrielle remembered, and she knew, and she wouldn't forget. She knew his secrets.

Aries pulled out some parchment and a quill and began writing a letter to Athena. His favorite cousin had made him promise to send her a letter the minute he stepped foot in England, and he didn't want to face her wrath. He also began a letter to his little sister, who was staying with family friends back in France while he was in England. Lena had been very upset when he told her he was going to compete in the tournament, but he managed to get a smile out of her when he told her she might be able to come watch the tasks if she was a good girl. Lena was the most important thing in Aries's life, and he hated seeing her sad. It definitely didn't help that she looked so much like their mother.

The time seemed to fly as Aries finished his letters and sent them off with his trusty owl, Zeus. Zeus was a spotted owl who had been an eleventh birthday gift from his mother. Zeus nipped at his fingers before leaving. He looked out the window and saw that they were starting to land. Aries gently shook the shoulder of a sleeping Gabrielle. "We're here," he whispered in perfect French. Aries was a master of languages due to the gypsy life he and his mother lead up until he was eight. Whatever new place they moved to, Aries quickly mastered to language.

"Already?" another voice asked. Aries turned around to see Jacques Duparc starting to wake up. Other than Gabrielle, Jacques was probably his best friend. Aries was very popular amongst the students, but he was close to few. Those few he trusted immensely. It was hard for him to trust anyone outside his family.

Aries laughed when he saw how his friend's hair was sticking up. Jacques noticed Aries's laughter and grabbed a mirror, groaning at the bedhead he was now sporting. Gabrielle joined in the teasing, and Jacques glared at them. "We all can't have Veela genes," he complained to Gabrielle, who stopped laughing and stuck out her tongue at him. "Or freakishly good Greek genes," he added, looking over at Aries. He simply shrugged. It was well known that everyone in his family was good looking. Fortunately, Kalgariases only ever married for love so Aries didn't need to worry about his yia yia trying to marry him off.

The carriage landed, and Aries took a deep breath. You can do this, he told himself mentally. You are strong. You are whole. He repeated Henri's mantras to himself, remembering the day he had started training with Henri.

Eleven years ago…

Henri stared at the little boy Zana had brought to him. He was small, too small for his age, but that was nothing nutrition potions couldn't fix. He had numerous scars all over his face and body. The ones on his face went in a zig-zag pattern starting down at his cheek and going all the way up to his forehead. The ones on his body looked more like a web than anything else. The boy had been beaten and bruised, but Henri wasn't worried about the scars. No, the scars could be covered with glamours. What he was worried about was the boy's spirit, his soul. He had been beaten and broken, and that was what Henri needed to fix. He needed to show this boy that he was worth something, that he could stand up and face his monsters.

"Stand up," he instructed in German. The boy quickly got up. Henri observed how the boy stood, with his shoulders hunched down like he was waiting for someone to strike him. He put a hand on the boy's shoulders. Aries, Henri now remembered his name, flinched slightly but stood his ground. Good, Henri mentally praised. He wasn't completely broken. Something, some kind of light, flickered inside of him. "When you stand," he stated, "stand with pride. Put your chin up and your shoulders back, and stand like you're worth it." Aries copied the stance Henri described. The change was remarkable. Thought the stance wasn't confident yet, Henri knew it would be in time. "Lesson number one: Always carry yourself with pride because you're worth it. Never let anyone tell you different."

Henri stopped, letting his words sink in. This was an important lesson. Aries needed to know this, needed to know he was worth something. After a few minutes, the boy looked up at him, meeting his eyes, and smiled. "Yes, sir," he responded. Henri had to laugh. This was going to be interesting.

Lily Potter sighed as she looked out into the lake. The Triwizard Tournament was about to happen, and she couldn't muster up any kind of excitement for it. All she could was that if Harry were here, he would be old enough to enter. At the beginning of every school year, the only thing Lily could think about was Harry. Ever since he went missing from the Dursleys, she waited for his eleventh birthday when he would get a Hogwarts letter and come back to her. Sadly, this day never came. She looked for him every year but with little success. After the Sorting feast, she would go to her chamber and cry for the son she had lost.

Other than the loss of their eldest son, life had been relatively good for the Potters over the last eleven years. Lily had taken the job of Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts, and James had been promoted to Head of the Auror Department three years ago. Drew was now a fourth year and a prankster, constantly getting into trouble. Their daughter, Rose, had just started her first year at Hogwarts.

She looked at all of the students gathering by the door. Everyone was eager to see the foreign students. Lily spotted Drew and his friends whispering about something, probably a prank. She saw Rose standing over with a bunch of her new friends. Lily knew James and Sirius were coming as security, but she didn't see them yet.

Suddenly, there were gasps everywhere. Three large carriages pulled by giant horses landed on the grass. A lady that could rival Hagrid's size stepped out of the first one. She was dressed elegantly and walked with sophistication towards Dumbledore. She extended her hand, which the headmaster kissed, and asked if he was well in accented English. Dumbledore welcomed her graciously and invited her into the castle. The Beauxbaton students followed. The guys were drooling at the gorgeous girls while the girls were fixated on the attractive guys. The last two to exit the carriages were a boy and the girl. The girl was possibly the prettiest of all the girls with long platinum blonde hair that seemed to shine and large sapphire eyes. She walked with a grace that seemed inhumane. The boy was no slouch either. He was tall, probably about 6'2, with broad shoulders and decent muscles. His face was roguishly handsome. His hair was a slightly wavy black-brown, and his Mediterranean coloring and strong features gave away his nationality. His eyes, a light green, seemed familiar to Lily, though she couldn't place how. Then he smiled, and she realized something. That was Zana's smile. That boy must be Zana's son.

Aries looked around the school his mother had loved so much with curiosity. This was the castle his mother had loved so much? This was the place he had heard countless stories about as a kid, clamoring onto every word? Frankly, he was disappointed. He had expected something grander, more charming. Beaxbatons was a much prettier castle. Then again, he also knew that appearances were deceiving.

The Beauxbatons students waited along with the Hogwarts students for Durmstrang. Aries concealed his excitement masterfully, but Gabrielle and Jacques could still tell he was jittery. It was a best friend sense the two possessed. He couldn't wait to see his cousin, Iris. She had been sent to Durmstrang to the mutual disappointment of the cousins. They were still as close as they were when they first met, and Aries hadn't seen her since July.

The Durmstrang ship landed, and Kargroff walked out. Aries made a quick face undetected by anyone. From what Iris told him, the man merely strutted around the castle while the teachers and students kept it running. He watched as Karkaroff greeted Dumbledore. The Durmstrang students quickly followed. Aries spotted Iris and smiled. She saw him, and her face broke out into a grin. Breaking from her line, she ran over to where he was standing with Gabrielle and Jacques. Iris gave him a huge hug. Aries hugged her back and only scowled slightly when she reached up and ruffled his hair.

The other students watched with interest as the two foreigners interacted with each other. Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were no more linked than any other school, and yet these two interacted with remarkable ease. It didn't take Lily long to realize they must be related. The girl had similar coloring and features to the boy. Probably a cousin, Lily decided. Zana had a lot of family.

Iris began talking rapidly in Greek. "How have you been? How's Lena? We didn't get to see much of you two this summer. You were only home for two weeks, and then you went God knows where," she rambled on.

Aries laughed at his cousin. "Slow down, Ris. Take deep breaths," he teased.

Iris slapped his arm. "Don't tease me, Aries Kalgarias, or I'll tell Yia Yia how you accidentally set her stove on fire and blamed it on Nia."

Aries glared at his cousin. "You wouldn't," he accused.

Iris smirked. "Watch me," she challenged. Aries rolled his eyes but said nothing. He quickly changed the subject.

"How's Papou?" the handsome young man asked. Iris frowned.

"He's been better," she responded. "Yia Yia is worried about his heart."

"Don't worry," Aries reassured. "He's a Kalgarias. We're made of harsh stuff."

Finally, Gabrielle got tired of not knowing what Aries and Iris were saying. "Guys," she said in accented English, "either talk in French or English please."

Aries smirked and mocked bowed. "As you wish, my lady," he teased.

Gabrielle rolled her eyes, turning to Iris. "How in the world do you put up with him?" she questioned.

Iris shrugged. "He's blood," she simply stated. Aries, Gabrielle, Iris, and Jacques started to make their way inside along with the rest of the students. What Aries didn't know was that he was being studied by both Lily and his mother's former fiancé, Sirius Black. Both these people knew one thing. This mystery boy was certainly Zana's son, and there was also no way he could be.