Stranger

An Artemis Fowl & Harry Potter Crossover


Part 2 of Chapter 7

Chapter - 7) Dates & Champions: Part 2

Summary: The most unlikely-est champions are selected and friendships are broken due to some reasons: mainly, Ron asks Sam to go out to Hogsmeade on a date with him. Hermione and Killian get offended and team up against Ron and Sam. Harry and Artemis are stuck in between the firefight, each having problems of their own to face too!


Hermione looked over to Screaming Shack, her heart broken and tears welling up in her eyes. Her world was spiraling downwards. She was surprised that a small question on Ron's part would so completely and entirely destroy her sanity. She hadn't seen that coming.

In a few minutes the crunching of snow behind her stopped and Harry slung his arm comfortingly around her. She was glad: She was shivering-not because of the cold, but because of grief- and buried her face in his shoulder as the tears started flowing freely. Killian came up to them and put his hand hesitatingly around her. It was amazing that just the day before they had agreed to a duel. The question had done the part and they had already been rent apart, without even a small fight, let alone a quarrel.

Sam took another sip of her Butterbeer and set her mug down, rubbing her forearms. "Any idea where we might find them?" Artemis asked Ron who was sitting across the table from Sam and Artemis. "No" Ron mumbled, his head low. He couldn't believe that Harry had sided with Hermione. "We've gotta find them and apologize, well you should apologize, you realize that?" Artemis asked urgently. "Killian went behind them but who knows whether they left him behind, he must be wandering, lost, anywhere!" Artemis continued. Ron nodded numbly. He wasn't paying attention to what Artemis was saying. However he caught the worry in his voice: Artemis was worried about his friend, with right cause.

Sam looked worried as Artemis paid the bartender for their Butterbeers and turned to face Ron. "Ron, we have to find them! Where do Hermione, or Harry, go when they feel sad, when they want to be alone?" Sam asked urgently.

Flashes of Harry finding out that his godfather was Sirius Black; a hurried escape from Minerva's lounge; invisible footsteps ...


"Hermione, why are you crying? I don't understand" Harry said. The three of them, Hermione, Harry and Killian were sitting in a booth in Honeydukes. Harry had insisted that something sweet would help revive Hermione's spirits. She nodded, rubbing her eyes and trying to smile. "It doesn't make sense for you to cry" Killian said. "I know" Hermione replied. She gave a wan smile and got up, pushing back her glass of cider as she got up, unsteadily.

"What do you wanna do now?" Harry asked. "I don't know, we still have the whole day left" Hermione replied. "They're gonna announce the Champions today" Killian observed. "Oh so?" Harry asked. It had slipped his mind. "Well, then we better be getting back to the castle. The Weasley twins are gonna try and get their names in. I wanna see what happens" Harry snickered. Killian nodded and they set off towards the castle just as Artemis, Sam and Ron got back to the Three Broomsticks after visiting the shack, not having seen the other trio there.


"And now watch as we drink these Ageing drops which will age us by exactly four months and seventeen days" the Weasley twins cried out to the huge audience gathered around the Goblet of Fire.

"Go Weasleys" someone cried from the crowd. Fred gave a roughish grin towards the general direction of the crowd, from where the voice had cried out and turned to George. "Let's do it, Twin" George said, in a tone that suggested advancement into the war-field rather than Ageing.

In one go and a gulp they downed the contents of their tiny vials. For one moment, nothing happened. It looked as if the Twins had really succeeded this time. A murmur of awed comments went up around the crowd. Then, as suddenly as the rain comes down in torrents in the countryside, the two boys were blasted backwards and out of the Age Line guarding the ancient Goblet. As the two got up to a sitting position they caught sight of each other and fell on the floor laughing. Each had sprouted a magnificent beard, a gorgeous mustache and each's hair was white. Each's face was also lined with wrinkles.

"I appreciate your sporty attitude. Others started wailing and refused to come out of the washrooms" said a laughing Dumbledore as he helped the two boys to their feet. "Come, let's get poor Madame Pomfrey to fix this" he said with twinkling eyes. "Oh no, if you don't mind, Professor, we'd like it to stay this way for a few days" the two boys replied with a mischievous look in their eyes.

With another hearty laugh, Dumbledore mildly reprimanded the twins and walked away to his office .

"Fred, George" Hermione cried out. Killian, Artemis and Hermione were rushing towards the two, Harry with an amused expression on his face, Killian with a wary one as if the beards would stretch out and strangle him and Hermione with a scowling expression.

"Uh, oh. Dumbledore I can take, McGonagall I can take, but THIS I can't, Twin" Fred said in a barely audible whisper as Hermione rushed towards them. The Twins silently turned and were walking away when Hermione caught up with them. "Oh my gosh ! You guys, your in for real trouble this time, with the professors. McGonagall is gonna be mad at you. Do you even realize that you purposely were trying to break school rules, ready to risk House Points by doing so ? I have a good intention of letting slip to Prof. McGonagall that it wouldn't hurt if you spent more time in detention rather than in plot-making. I cannot believe you guys were ready to risk such a huge ... " Hermione went on.

"Hermione, give them a break" Harry said, exasperated even as he tried not to let the bubble of laughter escape from his mouth at the sight of the twins' mustaches and beards. "Cut it out, girl" Killian whispered.


"Welcome, I have great pleasure in welcoming all of you to tonight's splendid festivities. It is with great pleasure I call upon, Professor Karkaroff, Headmaster of Durmstrang, and Madame Olympe the lovely Headmistress of Beauxbatons." Dumbledore said, extending is hands to the principals of the two other biggest schools of magic in Europe. "It is my pleasure to guide you through this evening's events, which, for ages, have been known as the Coronation of Champions." he continued, as the two principals took a place behind him on the High Table.

"The Triwizard Championship has always been a way of promoting inter-continental, inter-school ties. Not only has it brought new generations of magic together, it has also provided us the opportunity to learn. The learning is never over. Most of you, in your seventh-years, might realize that once you pass out of the safe boundaries of school, into the barbarous outer world. Learning is a continuous process. Even today as Professor Karkaroff, Madame Olympe and I, take humble pride in announcing the judges, we realize that, at this age, we too have something to learn, from you, the younger generation. You are capable of so much" Dumbledore spoke with passion, inciting in each student the will to do something more and make a name in the world.

"To get back to the Triwizard Championship" he continued with a smile ,seeing that many, including the Weasley twins, had started squirming uncomfortably in their seats. "As is the tradition, on the eve of Hallowe'en the Goblet of Fire chooses three Champions, one from each school who compete against each other in three highly dangerous, magical tasks. Let us begin the Ceremony. Let the Goblet be brought in" said Dumbledore in a grand voice . "When it has announced a Champion the respective student shall walk through this door behind here"he continued pointing at a small, indiscreet door behind him .

The crowd was 'ooh'ing and 'aah'ing as the Goblet was brought in. Blue fire blazed from the open rim of the magnificent cup as two small goblins set it on a wooden crate . Suddenly the fire turned a bright orange and then blended into a fiery red and the fire spit out a piece of paper . Dumbledore stretched out a hand as the paper fluttered downwards . After reading it for a couple of moments he raised his head and declared "The first Champion for Drumstrangs is Evanor Allythe" The Drumstrang-ians burst into applause as a tough looking guy got out of the Slytherin table and made his way to the door. Once the door was closed behind his back Dumbledore once more turned to the Goblet . The second paper fluttered right into the Headmaster's outstretched hands as he called out "The second Champion for Drumstrangs is Viktor Krum" The Great Hall burst into applause as the reputed Quidditch player made his way through the door . The fire had spit out a fan shaped paper . "The first Champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour"Dumbledore shouted . "Ron , the Veela" Harry shouted at the redhead over the applause. Ron just gave a lopsided grin. At seeing the grin Hermoine turned away from the latter. "The second Champion for Beauxbatons is Vivienne Myrawes"said Dumbledore over the din .

The students quietened down now . It was Hogwart's chance next . The fire spit out the first name. "The first Champion for Hogwarts is Cedric Diggory" The Hufflepuff table burst into loud and racous applause as a handsome boy walked through the door . The Hall quietened down once more. "The second Champion for Hogwarts is Artemis Fowl" The last two words were spoken in a whisper . "Artemis Fowl !" Dumbledore shouted. A shaky Artemis stood up as he walked through the door . Dumbledore was just getting ready to follow the Champions as the fire turned a blazing red again. Everyone gasped. "A third Champion ?" everyone was whispering. Dumbledore caught the fluttering paper and as he read it his eyes widened and his face paled .

"Harry Potter"


So there. The Part two of the chapter is up too.

OK Since Ive found out that I need to claim my Disclaimer "somewhere" in my story ... So here goes

Disclaimer : I do no- ...

Ginny : Hey you promised we could do your disclaimers !

Malfoy : Yeah ... Im doing the disclaimering today !

Me : *sighs* Fine go ahead Malfoy ...

Malfoy : Yayy ! Ok this talented author doesn't own any of the characters in this story except Evanor and Vivienne (And she'd like to give credit to her friend amantebandido for Sam and Killian) though she wished she could own me cuz of my other-worldly heavenly angelic and cherubic face and my overall handsome appearance ! xD

Me : *Mutters* Thanks a lot for THAT Malfoy ...