From this point until I decide not to, the POV will change between Harry's and Katherine's.

Chapter Ten

Katherine followed her new adoptive parents to the Minister's Box at the Quidditch World Cup. She saw a row of red haired people. She smiled when she saw the messy jet black haired and curly brown haired people.

"Ah, Lucius, there you are." Minister Fudge said. Lucius -he wanted her to call him dad, but she wasn't ready for that- extended his hand and the Minister shook it.

"Minister, I do not believe you know my wife, Narcissa." Lucius said. Naricissa extended her hand and Fudge kissed it. "This is my son, Draco. And our new daughter, Katherine."

Katherine tried to look past Harry's face which was a mix of loathing, disgust, and shock. The papers had in fact been signed that morning.

"Enchanted." Fudge said. "We're just waiting for Ludo Bagman. I believe Barty is going to join us since his house-elf is saving him a seat."

A female house-elf sat in the chair behind Harry. She had her face in her hands and slightly whimpering.

The Malfoys and Katherine took their seats away from the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione. The Diggorys were sitting in the seats next to Katherine. Cedric smiled and switched seats with his father so that he was next to her.

"Hey, how's your summer?" Cedric asked.

"Pretty good. Yours?" Katherine replied.

"Fine. Can't wait to watch the game." Cedric smiled excitedly.

"I know. Krum should be amazing." Katherine said.

"Should be? He is. Youngest Seeker in the league. I heard he's still in school."

"Where?"

"Durmstrang."

"Durmstrang! I love Russia!"

"What makes you think it's in Russia? No one knows where it is."

"Their outfits, their accents. I believe it is Siberia."

"Next question; why do you love Russia?"

"Well, the Russians have cool words like Tsarevich." Katherine said rolling the r.

Cedric laughed. The mascots for the Bulgarians came out onto the field. A group of beautiful women that sang a song that seemed to entrance every male in the stadium. Cedric looked at Katherine and smiled.

"They're not as beautiful as you." Cedric whispered showing that he was unaffected by the women.

"Veelas." Narcissa explained sitting on Katherine's other side. "They are like sirens. They make males do stupid things."

Narcissa smirked and Katherine followed her look to see Harry with one leg over the side of the box. Hermione had grabbed him and thrown him into his seat. The veelas stopped singing and it was Ireland's turn. They brought out leprechauns who rained gold upon the spectators.

Ludo Bagman arrived and pointed his wand at his throat. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Four Hundred and Twenty-Second Quidditch World Cup! Our referee has released the Bludgers and the Snitch. He throws up the Quaffle and the game begins!"

Troy, Irish Chaser, grabbed the Quaffle and was at the goal posts in a blink of an eye. Ireland's Firebolts were helping them big time. Troy scored. Ireland scored two more times, before Ivanova, Bulgarian Chaser, scored.

Suddenly, Krum raced down from the sky. Lynch, the Irish Seeker, was right on his tail.

"Look's like Viktor Krum has seen the Snitch." Ludo Bagman commentated.

A foot from the ground, Krum pulled up. Lynch smashed into the ground. The Irish roared foul, but Krum's move was legal. A timeout was called.

"Wronski Feint." Cedric whispered smiling. "I bet you could show Krum how it's really done."

"No way." Katherine admitted. "Any time I do it, I almost lose control of my broom. Krum's broom didn't even wobble."

Mediwizards fixed up Lynch, but he looked out of it. Game play resumed. In fifteen minutes, the score was 130-10 Ireland. The veelas started to get angry. They attacked the referee and he awarded Ireland a penalty along with the foul Zograf committed against Mullet.

Krum got hit in the face with Bludger. But he didn't stop. He streaked after something gold with Lynch right behind him. Krum outstretched his hand and caught the Snitch. The crowd sat stunned, and then the Irish fans yelled in joy.

"I don't believe it." Ludo said, still acting as commentator. "Krum catches the Snitch, but Ireland wins 170-160!"

The Irish took a victory lap before landing in the Minister's Box to receive the Cup.

Later in the tent, Harry was reliving the game with the Weasleys and Hermione. But when Ginny fell asleep at the table, Mr. Weasley told them to all go to bed. Harry lied on his bed dreaming about playing in the Quidditch World Cup.

Harry imagined himself winning the game and raised the Cup. Katherine was beaming and clapping enthusiastically. Harry bent down towards her . . .

"Harry, get up! Hurry!" Mr. Weasley shook him awake.

"Whatsthematter?" Harry said.

"There's been an attack." Mr. Weasley explained. Harry and Ron raced out of the tent. Bill, Charlie, and Percy had their wands out and were running in the direction of the screaming.

"We're going to help the Ministry." Mr. Weasley said. "Fred, George, Ginny is your responsibility. Now, run!"

Harry, Hermione, and Ron got separated from the others. They were on the outskirts of the wood when they heard a drawling voice.

"Funny, isn't it?" Malfoy said as he watched three Muggles getting tortured by masked figures.

"Are your parents the ones out there?" Harry asked.

"Why would I tell you that, Potter?" Malfoy smirked.

"Tell me something, Malfoy. Does your mother always look like there's something disgusting by her or just when you're around?" It was Harry's turn to smirk. Malfoy's face turned angry.

"Don't you dare talk about my mother like that, Potter!" A female voice said at the same time as Malfoy. Katherine appeared at Malfoy's side, looking just as furious as the white blond haired boy.

"Anyways, you might want to get her out of here." Malfoy recovered his sneer as he jerked his head towards Hermione.

"Why?" Ron said.

"Weasley, they're after Mudbloods." Malfoy said. "Mind you, they'll probably smell her."

"Enough, Draco." Katherine warned.

"Better get hiding." Malfoy sneered and strutted away.

"I'm sorry about . . . him." Katherine said quietly.

"Wands out." Hermione said as she, Ron, and Katherine pulled out their wands. Harry searched his pockets.

"I don't believe it." Harry muttered. "I've lost my wand."

"What?" Katherine asked looking around the forest for the black and brown wand.

"It was in my pocket." Harry said exasperated.

"Maybe you left it in the tent." Ron suggested.

"Maybe." Harry shrugged.

"Harry, you can look for it later, but we need to go." Katherine said looking at the masked people. They went quickly away from the screaming. They stopped when they could hear no more.

"Morsmorde!" A deep voice cried. A giant face with a serpent tongue appeared in the sky. Everything was silent. Then people screamed like victims of the Spanish Inquisition. Katherine heard a twig snap. She twisted and pulled the three others down.

"Stupefy!" Twenty voices rang as red bolts barely missed the four.

"Stop! Stop! That's my son!" Mr. Weasley ran forward as the attack ceased. Katherine detangled herself from Harry.

"Which one of you did it?" Barty Crouch came forward sticking his wand in Katherine's nose. She knocked it out of her way.

"We didn't do it." She said.

"Barty, they're just kids." Mr. Weasley whispered.

"Who did it?" Barty asked in the same fanatical voice.

"A man. He had a deep voice. It came from over there." Hermione pointed to some bushes.

"Our Stunners went straight through there. They might have hit him." Amos Diggory said. He went to go search the bushes.

"Nah, looks like they Apparated- oh, no." Amos said. He came out from the bush with Crouch's house elf who was stunned and carrying a wand.

"Hey! That's my wand!" Harry said. "I lost it."

"Lost it? Or dropped it after you said the spell?" Barty asked fanatically.

"Barty, Harry Potter conjure the Dark Mark? Think about what you're saying." Mr. Weasley said.

"Right? Must have lost my head." Barty muttered before he went to go search the bushes again. Amos gave Harry back his wand, Barty dismissed his house-elf, and they all left.

"Katherine, do you need me to walk you to your tent?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"No. I'll be fine. Besides, they all ran off when they saw the Dark Mark." Katherine said grimly. She left her friends and went to the Malfoys' tent.

"There you are!" Narcissa threw her arms around Katherine. "I was so worried."

"I didn't want to be associated with Death Eaters." Katherine said. Narcissa dropped her arms.

"Honey," Narcissa started to say, but Katherine brushed past her.

"Proud of yourself, aren't you?" Katherine said as Lucius took off his mask. "Torturing helpless Muggles."

"Katherine, they are vermin. They must be eliminated like flies." Lucius said calmly.

Katherine was sitting with Draco at the Welcoming Feast. She wanted to sit with Harry, but Lucius forbid it. He thought she was being tainted by her Gryffindor friends.

Harry turned and saw Katherine sitting with Malfoy. She had a frown on her face like she'd rather be sitting next to an Acromantula. He waved, she smiled, he felt his stomach leave, and she tried to wave back, but Malfoy stopped her. Her frown returned.

"Now, that everyone has stuffed their faces, it's time for a speech." Professor Dumbledore said at his podium. "This year is a great year at Hogwarts. Hogwarts will host a legendary event: The Triwizard Tournament!"

The Hall started to murmur. Draco sat back smugly. Lucius had told him during the summer. Lucius offered to tell Katherine, but she said that she would rather be surprised. She was glad she waited.

Dumbledore waited for the murmurs to stop before continuing. "On October thirtieth, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will arrive. The Triwizard Tournament is a competition between the three wizarding schools of Europe.

"Once the others arrive, an impartial judge will select the three champions, one from each school. However, the Tournament is extremely dangerous. In order to make it safer, the Ministry has decided upon an age limit; you must be of age to participate."

The Hall erupted in angry shouts. Fred and George Weasley started shouting "Rubbish! That's rubbish!"

"Enough!" Dumbledore commanded. "Now, all of you off to bed and get ready for your lessons tomorrow."

Classes were let out early on October 30th. Harry had to go stand in a line outside the castle with the rest of the Gryffindors. Katherine was standing right next to him. His heart started to beat so loudly he was afraid she would hear. He felt a magical eye on him. He turned around to see Professor Mad-Eye Moody wink at him. Harry turned back around and smiled slyly.

"Cedric's thinking about trying out for the Tournament." Katherine said looking at the lake.

Cedric? She wanted to talk about Cedric Pretty Boy Diggory? What was Harry then? Chopped liver?

"Hmm." Harry grunted. Katherine seemed displeased with his response because she went to go stand with the Hufflepuffs and Diggory.

Darn it! Harry hit himself in the forehead. Hermione gave him a look. She was about to open her mouth, but a giant carriage flew down from the sky. The giant winged horses touched down with the upmost grace. A giant woman got out of the carriage, who Dumbledore addressed as Madame Maxine, and a trail of students in light blue followed her into the castle.

The Durmstrang students arrived by boat. They were led by a man with a goatee, Dumbledore called him Igor Karkaroff. At Karkaroff's side was Viktor Krum. Ron almost turned into a fan-girl.

"There are your Russians." Harry heard Diggory tell Katherine from behind him. Katherine giggled. Harry's face twisted. Everyone went back into the castle and into the Great Hall. The Durmstrang students and Krum sat with the Slytherins, much to Ron's annoyance. The Beauxbatons students sat at the Ravenclaw table. Katherine sat with Diggory, much to Harry's annoyance.

"What does she see in him?" He muttered under his breath, but Hermione heard him. She followed his glare and nodded in understanding.

"Well, he is handsome." Hermione said. Harry glared at her, even Ron turned away from his desperate attempts to get Viktor Krum to come sit next to him to look at Hermione.

"Handsome? I suppose if you like strong and silent." Ron scoffed.

"Well, his hair flows lovingly from his head." Hermione said smiling.

"What?" Harry said.

"That's what Katherine said." Hermione said. Harry started grumbling.

"Attention please." Dumbledore said as Filch brought out a case. "Allow me to introduce our impartial judge."

He waved his wand and the case revealed a giant goblet.

"The Goblet of Fire!" Dumbledore said. "If you wish to participate in the tournament, simply write your name on a piece of parchment and toss it into the Goblet. Tomorrow at dinner, the champions will be chosen. Good night."

Cedric grabbed Katherine's hand and they hid in a passageway until everyone cleared out of the Great Hall. He smiled and squeezed her hand before he pulled her back into the Hall. They were alone. Cedric quickly wrote his name on a piece of parchment.

"Your friends are going to be annoyed when they realize they don't get to watch this historic moment." Katherine smiled. Cedric smiled mischievously. He pulled her close as if put his name in the Goblet of Fire. He kissed her nose.

"But none of them are my good luck charm." He said before . . .