AN:This is Chapter 4, thanks to Ember-Nickel for beta-reading it, I don't own anything but the new characters, football was invented a long time ago so I'm left with just the characters.

Hope you like it :)

Daniel looked again, almost trying to convince himself it couldn't be real. He just couldn't believe his wonderful eyes. After all this time, it couldn't be, right?...Or perhaps finally the Heavens had looked at his misery and decided to give him a reward, a reward for hanging around all these untalented, airheaded "students" at the Trickster as they liked to call
themselves. He didn't know why: he didn't even think they had ever opened a book that didn't have images on it. Yet there she was, standing so close to them and looking so different. Her sandy blonde hair hanging from her head, the head that sustained possibly the most gorgeous face he had ever seen (after his own reflection in the mirror of course), her beautiful hypnotizing brown eyes apparently looking for someone. But didn't she realize he was sitting just a few feet away from her?!

"Katie," he heard someone call. His muse turned from his sight and walked towards a little midget with dark hair and glasses, very ancient glasses if you asked him, older than his grandpa (who was also one of the richest men around, Daniel couldn't help saying this every time he spoke of him, neither did he wanted to stop saying it). Forget it, his grandpa was definitely younger than those glasses. Daniel thought he must have been one of the "Hogwarts" students invited to the Tournament, but seriously, didn't they teach these kids a bit of style?

He didn't have time to stop Katie as his mate Roger ran to him. He saw Roger's angular face coming closer to him with his blue eyes sparkling. Roger approached him with excitement. "Oh Daniel! You're not gonna believe this, they're here, the Hogwarts girls are here and let me tell you my friend, they're definitely worth the wait!" he exclaimed with a quite kinky look. "If you know what I mean!"

"Of course I know what you mean, I just saw my next girlfriend and your next sister-in-law, her name is Katie."

"Katie? I hope you're not talking of Katie Bell, rumours all around that she is already taken or about to be, by this monster Oliver Woody," Roger said quietly as if not wanting other people to hear.

"Oh yeah?" Daniel said with a cocky smirk in his lips. "It's a shame for this Oliver then, 'cause Miss Bell will be wrapped around my finger before this Tournament ends," he finished and both mates roared with laughter.

A shadow appeared next to the bench Daniel had been sitting and spoke, revealing his brown eyes and spiked short hair. Ryan Sears said, "Well if you're here! Daniel, Roger it's already 4 and everyone is asking for both of you, specially since Daniel you are our dear captain."

Daniel rolled his eyes and Roger patted Ryan on the back. "Relax good old Ryan, we were just about to turn our handsome asses and run back to the pitch!"

"Easy there Roggie, you don't want me to give you a lesson like the other day, do you?" Ryan said, his eyes piercing Roger, who looked back at him with rage in his own.

Daniel took a deep breath and grabbed Roger's neck before he could do something he might regret. "Come on!" he urged him, and Roger followed without taking his eyes off Ryan's, who just smirked and followed.

"I can't believe I'm on the same team as them," he murmured under his breath, hiding a giggle.

Oliver stood up but sat quickly, he then stood again and again sat. He was so nervous about all this. Quidditch never made him nervous, well, maybe at the beginning but he always knew he could do it! It wasn't the same with football, or soccer or whatever names that "sport" had, kicking a ball for 90 minutes and not being able to fly just a bit was plain evil!

He had always liked to fly, he had always been good at it and somehow he found peace in the air, running around following a ball didn't give him peace at all! It gave him the worst headache and he hadn't even begun practicing, just watching it on TB(another "fabulous" muggle invent he still couldn't figure out completely) made him nauseous, he didn't know if it was because of the running or because usually one player would lose his shorts and Oliver would end up watching a man's bare ass , a situation that really disgusted him.

He finally stopped when he spotted Angelina and Alicia coming with Fred and George, all giggling. Didn't they realize the gravity of the situation?! They were going to be deprived from glorious Quidditch practice to play football! Behind the giggling couples came Katie alongside Harry, he just expected The-Boy-Who-Lived would survive football.

They were formed in line by a woman in shorts wearing a bandage on her head. It was all blue and they were forced to remember Ravenclaw. McGonnagall was standing close to them.

"Hi," Katie mumbled in Oliver's ear, and he shuddered without being able to help it. He turned to her and smiled, just the sight of those chocolate brown eyes could erase any fear from him. She smiled back and her cheeks went pink, fabulous pink for Oliver, everything in her was beautiful for him.

Katie regained her composure and looked at him happily. "It's a good school, everyone seems friendly, don't worry Oliver, we'll do good", she said and was about to hold his hand and lean closer to him when the sound of a whistle startled them and they looked up. All the people in the pitch looked up: students, teachers, total strangers.

"We now begin with the Welcome Ceremony for the Hogwarts School of -", the voice stopped abruptly and gave a quick cough.

Harry grinned, diverted, and thought about how they would "translate" Witchcraft and Wizardry for Muggles to hear. Meanwhile he looked around and saw that they were surrounded by four other teams. He knew that because each team had a poster above them with their names written on it. He could distinguish two of them, one read Sharks and the other one read Free Elfs. He couldn't help but laugh his brains out at the irony, he knew elfs were everything but free. He took a good glance at the Sharks, six boys and five girls, all were pretty tall except a few which were quite average height. Between them he saw two boys chatting and glancing at Katie. They seemed to be talking about her a lot, and when the shorter one looked away for a second the tall, blonde guy would drool in Katie's direction.

The voice spoke again : "-um, I'm sorry, I have it right now, for the Hogwarts School of Wisdom and Wit!"

Cheers were heard and Harry looked in surprise at how many people were witnessing the ceremony, Fred and George bowed mockingly and Angelina, Alicia and Katie giggled. He wondered if Katie had already seen all the drooling that if continued, Harry thought, would ultimately reach her.

"Yes, very well, we are extremely glad to welcome you," a man with a funny black hat and a microphone said. He was sitting in a table with four other people: a young woman in a purple dress, an older man who resolved between listening or finally falling asleep, another woman wearing a brown coat and-

"Oh dear is that Stephane?" Oliver groaned and the twins grinned, Stephane was already a good friend and he didn't even know.

"I think it's him," Harry answered.

"Great, he's gonna bug us more!" Oliver exclaimed but shut himself seeing the woman with shorts and a bandage glared at him.

The man with the funny hat passed the microphone to the young woman and she spoke in a voice that was sweet and gentle.

"Thank you, Headmaster Watson, I'm sure this Tournament will be pleasing for all the teams and of course for both schools."

The public cheered again and the woman kept speaking: "I will now proceed to name all the teams that honor us with their presence, from Hogwarts we have: Hufflepuff! With Cedric Diggory as their captain!"

The audience and the Hufflepuffs cheered once more and Cedric Diggory, the captain, walked up to the platform and greeted the Headmaster, both women and gave a pat on the back to the sleepy man. However, when Stephane walked shaking his hips and holding his arms up in the air to approach him, Cedric ran as fast as he could to the other side, standing safely next to Sheila, the woman speaking.

"Next we have Slytherin! Marcus Flint is the captain!" Sheila said and Oliver saw with a grunt how Flint and his horribly oversized teeth made their way to the platform. He was so enjoying all the attention, he didn't greet anyone and just stood next to Diggory, smirking.

"We also have Gryffindor! With Oliver Wood as the dear captain!"

Oliver took a deep breath and walked up to the platform, Diggory smiled at him and Flint wouldn't erase that smirk off his face for anything. Oliver greeted everyone, barely shook Stephane's hand and then ran from his embrace, the dude smelled like women's perfume for Merlin's pants! Oliver saw Flint trying unsuccessfully to make him trip, and he stood next to Cedric.

"And lastly for Hogwarts, we have Ravenclaw! With Roger Davies as the captain!"

Harry's heart gave a leap as he saw Cho cheering along with the other Ravenclaws. Roger Davies walked to the platform, greeted everyone, even Stephane who left him smelling of flowers and stood next to Flint.

"Very well, and now we will present you to our teams, first come the Free Elfs! Nicholas Fenning is their captain!"

A group of six boys and five women cheered together and yelled "NICK, NICK!" Most of them looked strong and Katie thought she had never seen more muscular women than the ones cheering and yelling in that team. Nicholas Fenning, a tall, brown haired and green eyed young boy jogged to the platform, his face was round and his body quite slim for someone with those biceps. He greeted everyone at the table and stood next to Davies.

Sheila smiled and continued "Also meet Sharks! Daniel Ryder is their captain!"

As the Sharks yelled and waved around, Daniel shook hands with his best friend Roger and walked to the platform as cockily as he could. He was in his ambiance, the cheering and screaming and clapping, all for him of course. He shook everyone's hands and stood next to Nicholas, who along Oliver, Cedric and Davies looked at him as if he was utterly insane.

"There's also the Eagles! With Logan Rowlin as captain!"

A tall handsome boy stepped out, his messy black hair matched his deep black eyes and pale skin, his fine and delicate face smiled dreamily, and he let go of the girl he had been holding. She looked girly and had brown hair and green sparkling eyes. Her freckles were distinguishable and her smile too. Logan walked and greeted everyone, not taking his eyes off that unusual girl and stood next to Nicholas, who mumbled something about Daniel to him. Then they burst out laughing.

"And finally let us meet The Slutties and the Dragons!" Sheila said with unease. "Brad Lee is their captain!"

When Oliver looked at them he could see why they were called The Slutties:five girls wearing possibly the shortest skirts anyone could have worn or seen. They were all good looking but he quickly swept away any inappropriate thoughts because he saw Katie looking at him quite fiercely.

Brad Lee walked to the platform, his dirty blond hair combed to the back and his green eyes watching everyone closely. He knew their name was a little suggestive but they were Dragons too! He greeted everyone and stood next to Daniel.

Several speeches took place and of course no one listened to them, to amuse himself Daniel watched Katie very closely from his place, but she was chatting lively with Angelina and Alicia. Someone was watching Daniel too, someone with big blue eyes, even bigger than his, she was blonde too and she had a thin body. She looked at him sadly and then at Katie with a bit of fire in her eyes.

"Well, thank you very much for coming, there's dinner waiting for all of you at the Dining Room, it's big so everyone can stay," Sheila said and the audience quickly made their way to the Dining Room. As they were leaving, Oliver could have sworn that Daniel guy had just winked at Katie, his Katie, but he shook his head thinking it was impossible and marched towards his team

AN: Nobody will keep me from saying Merlin's pants from now on mwahahaha!

Anyway, please review, DH was sad but a good book . Next chapter I promise we'll finally see Oliver kicking that ball at practice, and no , I don't mean Daniel, lol.

BTW Daniel and Roger aren't brothers, they're just best friends who care for eachother like brothers.