Title: Harry Snape And The Goblet Of Fire
Rating: K
Summary: This is the sequel to Harry Snape And The Prisoner of Azkaban. Harry Snape enters his fourth year with the school hosting a grand tournament and Harry finds danger around every corner.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters but I do like to play with them.
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Chapter 9: The Dark Mark
"Well look what we have here," Ron Weasley said, grinning, "Putting your hands on my girl."
"Leave me alone, Ron, I'm not your girl."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Ron asked her, "All of a sudden Potter is more important then me."
"Why can't you leave Harry alone," Hermione asked him, "He's done nothing wrong to you."
Ron went red, "He's done plenty wrong to me," Ron said, "He acts like he's the most important thing in the world. He doesn't care anything about you."
Harry hissed at him, showing fang and both Ron and Hermione were shocked.
"Why don't you leave us alone, mortal, before I break wizard law and make your life a living hell."
Ron bolted.
"Harry, are you alright?" Hermione asked him.
"I'm fine," Harry said and then Hermione let out a horrible scream and pointed.
Harry looked up to see a strange mark in the sky.
"It's the Dark Mark," Hermione told him. "We need to get out of here…now."
"Stay here," Harry told her.
"Harry, what's-."
"I don't have time to explain, please let me handle this."
Hermione nodded and Harry hurried away, his weapons drawn.
People were running away and Harry had to use his vampire speed to keep from being knocked over. Suddenly he saw people wearing hoods and masks and they were floating muggles above.
"Just great," Harry muttered.
He loaded his bow and shot an arrow at one Death Eater, he went down for the count and someone tripped over that person. He shot another arrow and another hooded person went down.
"Get them," yelled people and suddenly the rest disappeared causing the muggles to fall. Thankfully those that had gone to save them managed to float them down without them getting hurt.
The next day wasn't pleasant as Sirius and James packed their things up and they headed back to his home on Privet Drive. Sirius had promised to come around and check on Harry and while he had his dose of potion he asked them about the dead wizards.
"I don't know what happened but they just died," James said, "Though I'm glad. One of the wizards that just keeled over and died was Nott's dad. Theodore wants nothing to do with the burying of the body."
"I can imagine," Harry said, "Though I'm glad that the muggles weren't hurt."
"They were shaken but the Ministry modified their memories so they won't remember it happening but the Wizarding world will."
"Well I hope that I have a nice boring term," Harry told him, "Last term was too freaky for me."
"That I'll agree with," James said. "Oh your Hogwarts letter arrived and I was hoping that Hermione would have stayed behind so that we all could of gone shopping."
"Well you know how Hermione is, probably wants to go and read a book that she hasn't read."
James laughed, "Yeah, you're probably right."
"So when are we going?" Harry asked him.
"I was thinking about going tomorrow," James said.
"Great, as long as Weasley isn't there," Harry said and then he headed upstairs.
The next day Harry and James headed to Diagon Alley. Harry was glad to be back in shops that he could actually use his money. He passed by a girl that was with Professor McGonagall and they stopped.
"Hello Mr. Snape," McGonagall said.
"Hello," Harry said, "How has your summer been?"
"Better then yours it seems," McGonagall told him, "Oh I would like for you to meet Stacy Dursley, a distant relation of yours. She got her Hogwarts letter and Dumbledore wants me to take her around."
Harry couldn't believe that the Dursley's had at least one magical person.
"Is your parents okay with this?" Harry asked her.
"My father was shocked, he's Vernon's brother," Stacy told Harry.
"They don't talk much," McGonagall said, "But her father believes that she'll be in good hands and so allowed her to attend."
"That's great, I can't wait to see you at Hogwarts," Harry told her and they parted ways. "Can you believe it?"
"Strange but magic pops in the most unexpected places," James said, "I'm sure that she'll do just fine."
"I hope so," Harry said.
After they had gotten some money they went to get Harry's books, get his ink, quill, and parchment, and re-fill on his potion supplies. He had used a lot during last term and he was really low on Banshee blood. After they were paid for they headed back, Harry notices the Weasley's. Mrs. Weasley gave them a dirty look but Harry ignored her. If she wanted to have an attitude problem then let her he didn't do anything wrong.
"So do you know who the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is going to be?" Harry asked when they had gotten back.
"I'm afraid that I don't know," James said, "Though I heard that Sirius might be taking a crack at it."
"I bet Malfoy will love that," Harry said, grinning at the image of Malfoy getting mad. "I know how much he's wanted the job."
"I doubt that Dumbledore will give it to him."
"I figure that you might be right on that one," Harry said.
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"I'm worried about Harry, Albus," the ghost of Severus Snape said.
Dumbledore was once again using the Resurrection Stone, though Severus didn't mind.
"I agree," Dumbledore said, "We only have a few of Tom's soul fragments destroyed and there are still plenty more."
"A fair few," Lily said, "I also don't like this tournament that's going on."
"I agree, Lily flower, people have died in this tournament," Severus said to Dumbledore.
"I'll try my best to protect him," Dumbledore promised.
"You better or we'll haunt you," Severus snapped and Dumbledore believed that.
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A/N: I just had to make one of the Dursley's magical and I'm not talking about Aunt Petunia, though we know she is.
