Chapter One first day after the summer holidays.
While walking through the halls of Ilvermorny school of witchcraft and wizardy, two students were talking to each other.
"Don't be so glum Hazel if we are lucky we will be picked for the group going to Hogwarts. You would be walking on your native soil again." Said a tall Native American boy to the girl beside him.
Said girl looked like she was in a sour mood replied.
"I have my reasons for not wanting to go John and you know that."
"don't be such a party pooper Hazel. Think about the fame you could get."
"fame is overrated." Was the cold reply
John threw his hands in the air.
"For once could you be enthusiastic about what is going to happen. We have the chance to be selected to visit another magical school,"
Giving the boy a glare Hazel increased her pace and walked into the classroom.
When they entered the classroom both saw their friend Delilah who waved them over.
John grinned and greeted Delilah when he seated himself beside her.
"Hey Delilah your awake."
Delilah rolled her eyes and replied.
"An obvious observation Sherlock."
"At least you are cheerier than McGrumpy beside me." He said
Delilah looked at her other friend and asked.
"It's about the tournament isn't?"
Hazel nodded.
"I don't mind the tournament but the location is another thing."
Delilah nodded.
`Well we will hear this afternoon who are selected to represent the school." Gushed John.
The clearing of a throat at the front of the class alerted the students that the class was in session.
"Good morning class. I am happy to see that you are all in attendance and not late or sunbathing." Said their teacher a man who had greying hair. who was standing in front of the class." Delilah bristled at the last comment. " We will be starting on the basics of the theory behind conjuring this fine day. So pay attention."
The sound of supplies being taken out filled the classroom for a moment after that the teacher held most of the attention of his students.
That afternoon there was an assembly for all the students from fourth to seventh year in the great hall.
When everyone had seated themselves. The Headmaster of the school casted a sonorous spell and began to speak.
"Good afternoon everyone. As you all have been informed last evening. The teachers and I have selected the group of students that will accompany our six and seventh years that will try to be selected as champion for our school in the four wizards tournament.
Beside the main tournament there is also a quidditch and duelling tournament. Let's begin with our quidditich team." The man stepped back to let the flying instructor step forward who unfold a piece of parchment.
"Ok ladies and gentlemen. After a long discussion with the house coaches the following people have been selected.
We have chosen the following keepers: Mark Smith and Delilah Wyvern as our reserve keeper.
Loud cheers rang through the halls when the sound ebbed away the woman continued.
Our choices for the beaters are.
Pandora and Cassandra O'Malley and as reserve Peter Mast.
Another round of cheers filled the hall.
For our chasers we have selected.
Theresa Oak, Anna Peterson and Kim Wu and as reserve player Hazel Bishop.
And for the final position we have chosen.
Christian Lebeau and as our reserve seeker is Wendy McCoy.
When their flying instructor returned to her seat another woman stood up.
This was their dada instructor who unfolded her own piece of parchment.
"I have selected four students from the fifth and fourth year students who will be competing in the under sixteen duelling tournament for our school.
Maria Shoot, Pablo Martinez, Forrest Gamble and John Stormcrow.
The wall became filled with the sounds of cheering, congratulating and angry shouting and some crying. After a few minutes and a few loud bangs made by the headmaster everyone had calmed down.
"I like to congratulate every one of you that is chosen to represent our school. I know that you will do our school teachings proud. To all of you the best of luck."
After this the headmaster send the students on their way. After a few moments the hall was empty except for one student that was staring to the ground being deep in thought.
Standing up she seemed to have made her decision as she walked out of the hall.
Xavier institute of higher learning Bayville.
Lucas Bishop was looking in frustration at the chessboard in front of him. his opponent was watching with an amused smile.
"Lucas you know you are beaten just admit it." Sage said to the man.
After a moment the man nodded and started to set the board again. Looking to the woman at the other side of the board he asked.
"Another game?"
Sage shook her head.
"No I have promised the professor I would check cerebro with Forge tomorrow morning. I am going to call it a night."
"OK. Good night Sage." Bishop said who started to put the pieces back into the box.
"Night Bishop." Was her reply
After he was done with cleaning up Bishop decided to take a late night walk.
When the mirror in his pocket vibrated he just pulled it out.
"Hi dad."
Lucas Bishop smiled when he heard those words from his adoptive daughter he never get bored hearing them.
"Hazel?"
"I have been selected as a reserve chaser for the team. I have to thread my native soil again." Said the girl with a voice void of emotion
"I see. It does not make you happy."
"It does. Rather it is the location. Scotland is the destination."
"I see. Well it is chilly around there."
The weak laugh his adoptive daughter gave warmed his hearth
"I am just afraid I will meet them again."
"One step at a time baby girl . One step at a time."
New York city
Delilah was happy she had gotten the portkey a flight from school would have taken too much time. She loved her aunt to bits but not informing her mothers had always consequences. Now if she could let the both of them act like rational beings in the same room this talk would be going much better.
Landing in front of the manor one of them called home she made the short walk to the front door and rang the bell.
"Yes."
"Hello elder it is Delilah" The young gargoyle said
When the door opened Delilah was surprised by the hug she got.
"Hello Delilah are you alright? You seem smaller"` The red haired gargoyle said while holding the smaller gargoyle.
"Deaging potion I am a teen now." Said the younger one,
"I can see that. What brings you here?" Demona replied while giving the smaller gargoyle a smile.
"I need parental permission for something,"
For what exactly Delilah?" Demona asked.
"An international tournament. I am one of the reserve players for one of the school teams."
"I see. Why did you not go to Detective Maza." Demona asked..
Delilah her face took on a sour expression.
"She never has time for me and I am registered as Delilah Wyvern not Delilah Maza."
"So you have to talk to Goliath?"
The smaller of the pair of gargoyles nodded. You are listed as a member of said clan. And you are one of my mother's"
Demona wanted to laugh aloud before pulling the girl inside she said.
"Unfortunate I am not the clan leader or second in command youngling."
The words the younger of the pair used were followed by a reprimand of the older one.
Ilvermorny P.O.V.
Delilah rushed to the office of the headmaster.. Why she had been summoned she did not understand. Arriving at the desk of the headmasters secretary she was told to get in by the secretary.
When she stepped inside the room she was surprised to see the two woman and the leader and elder of her clan.
"Good evening miss Wyvern." Said her headmaster.
"Headmaster." She replied while folding her wings.
"Hello Delilah." Rumbled Goliath behind him stood Hudson and her mothers.
"Can I go?" She asked excitedly.
Hudson laughed loudly.
"your teacher has explained about the tournament and both I and Hudson are
Inclined to let you go and I had a chat with Beth about it. You are a hard worker."
A few weeks later at Hogwarts.
Belle Potter stood between her friends waiting for the other schools to arrive.
Both the French and the Eastern Europe school had already arrived.
"When do you think those colonials will arrive?" Asked Ron Weasley.
"Honestly Ronald they have been independent since 1783." Said Hermione Granger.
Belle giggled at the antics of her two friends.
"I know that Hermione and they probably be Slytherin to the core knowing who their founder was a descendent of ."
"And is that a bad thing Ronald?" said a female voice from beside Ron.
"Millicent I did not mean it like that." Sputtered Ron.
"Liar." Said a smiling Millicent Bulstrode to her boyfriend. "You only see Malfoy and his ilk as Slytherin. So what are Tracey, Marcus and I then?"
"The best examples of your house." Said Ron quickly,
Millicent gave the boy a one sided hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"Good answer." Beside her Belle, Hermione and Tracy Davis smirked.
"Smooth Ronnikins." Said Tracey beside her the boys twin brothers laughed.
The other girls chuckled while Ron blushed
"Is that what I think it is." Yelled a first year Ravenclaw, pointing to something in the sky.
Around him his fellow schoolmates turned to where he pointed,
"Is that what I think it is?" asked Hermione.
"I think so girl." Said Tracey "A flying school bus."
Beside the French carriage had landed a school bus
"Well it seems Ilvermorny has finally arrived." Said headmaster Dumbledore
From the bus stepped a greying gentleman. Behind him students of his school formed lines,
Belle looking at the two straight rows felt herself drawn to a certain girl.
"Hazel." She whispered. Said girl saw Belle watch her and nodded.
"Well she is cute. And I love to do it with twins."
Before Tracy could react Belle had hexed the other girl.
"tjeeze Potter didn't know you were such a prude." Said the Slytherin girl with a smirk on her face,
Following their fellow students inside they found the American students at the Gryffindor table
Seating herself opposite of a white haired girl she offered her hand.
"Belle."
"Delilah. Do you mind creatures?" The girl asked
"I don't ." Replied Belle beside Delilah Hazel smiled. Belle smiled back while cursing her parents and Dumbledore.
"Great. I heard some bad things about Britain " When the celling showed the sun going down Delilah stood up, With a large roar the people in the great hall saw the girl change into a gargoyle before their eyes.
"A gargoyle, They are quite rare." Gushed Hermione from beside Belle.
"Down girl. She is a person." Said Ron.
"I know that Ronald. But it is said that they are quite rare and prefer their own company these days.. That one off them was allowed to come shows great trust"
Folding her wings Delilah seated herself while smiling at Hermione.
"Well if the dorks could not get any lower." Said a sneering voice from another table "letting a beast like that in" the reaction he hoped for did not come instead of an angry Potter and Weasley he saw every student of Ilvermory turn towards him while standing up and pulling their wands while pointing them at him.
"You were saying." Said a tall native American boy while raising an eyebrow.
"Ten point from Slytherin for showing such a disgusting attitude" Came from the head table. To the surprise of the students and teachers it was professor Sprout who deducted the points.
"Fifteen points to Slytherin for recognising a dark creature." Said the silky voice of the potion master and head of Slytherin house,
The words made many eyebrows rise among the visiting schools. At the Ravenclaw a girl started to grow feathers,
"Fleur calm down. Don't let the bigoted Brits make a point." Said Anna in French while grabbing her friend her hand
"I know Anna but his attitude is disgusting." Replied the blond Veela. In the same language.
"I know but burning him to a crisp doesn't make the right point" Hissed Anna.
From the teachers table sounded the voice of the headmaster of Hogwarts.
"Ten points from Slytherin and a week of detentions with mister Filch for being a bad host mister Malfoy. And your father will hear about your actions from me.."
"But." sputtered The Malfoy heir.
"No buts mister Malfoy. I think mister Filch will enjoy the extra hands helping him."
"Headmaster professor Sprout already punished mister Malfoy." Argued professor Snape.
"And you rewarded him. Calling a guest a dark creature does not endear us to our guests." Said the headmaster of Hogwarts "unless you want said guests to show their displeasure Severus?"
Professor Snape saw the glares from some of the American teachers and various students pointing their wands at him.
`Now apologise Severus.` Demanded Dumbledore.
Looking like he had swallowed a lemon the man mumbled an apology.
From the Gryffindor table came some crass words which made professor McGonagall scowl
"Young lady Gaelic should not be used for that kind of language."
Said white hared girl replied with some words which made the woman frown even more.
"Miss Wyvern if you don't stop I will wash your mouth out with soap. Now you will apologise to the professor." Said her DADA instructor
Delilah eyes were still shining .
"My apologies professor." She said while glaring at the Slytherin table. Or rather a certain boy
"No you can't tear his limbs off Delilah." Said Belle and Hazel at the same time while both placed a comforting hand on the other girl her arms
To the surprise of many the white haired girl started to speak in another language and was hit by a spell of one off the Beauxbatons professors.
"utilisation de la langue. (language.)" Said the elderly man.
Spitting out soap said girl glared at the man.
"Miss Wyvern mind your use of language." Her DADA Instructor said
Said young woman stood up and conjured a rock in her hand while looking at Draco who started to laugh.
"what are you going to do? Throw it at me?" he asked between laughing.
With a clasping of her hand Delilah crushed the rock.
"Your balls." She said simply.
Around the great hall most men. Crossed their legs in response.
Draco gulped when he saw the remains of said rock fall to the ground .
"Miss Wyvern no castrating of our hosts. And no abuse of foreign languages either." Her headmaster said reprimanding her.
A low growl and shining eyes were the answer.
in a swift move Hazel kissed the other girl on her cheek.
"Calm down for me. Please he isn't worth it." she said
"Gross. Now I know why people were sent to the colonies. Let me guess your clan thinks that you are a disgrace too." Said a shrill girl's voice from the Slytherin table.
"Miss Parkinson. Mister Malfoy apologise right this instant." Said a voice that made everyone in the great hall shiver. To many students of Hogwarts it was a surprise that it came from the most cheery professor they knew. His glare had become unrelenting and while he might be the smallest person in the room he looked like a giant compared to all the other people in the room.
Both Draco and Pansy looked fearfully at the small man.
"Now. The both of you. And Severus if you open your mouth I silence you myself and make you eat your own nuts ."
"My apologies." Stuttered Draco looking fearfully at the small man.
I should not have said those things. My apologies." Said Pansy unlike the boy beside her she sounded sincere.
"you both will serve detention with me and my guest. Lady Kirch. I think a couple of lessons in manners and etiquette are in need to be reviewed."
Both Draco and Pansy shivered at his words remembering said woman her lessons in manner and decorum.
Beside the small man their head of house fought to keep his laughter back.
Never say Filius Flitwick wasn't creative. Narcissa probably would get a kick out of said punishment or either join said lessons.
Slytherin dorms.
"How could they let that small halfbreed act like that?" Yelled Draco Malfoy in the snakes their common room, "And letting other creatures in here. It is an insult to our greatness. First the oaf and that midget and then a gargoyle."
"From a corner of the room were a couple of girls were doing each other their nails sounded laughter.
"Give it up Draco!" Yelled Millicent while painting Tracey her toenails.
"Yes." Added Tracey. " I don't think any of your boys want their bollocks crushed."
"How dare you they should not have brought the beast just like French should not have brought that Veela." Yelled Draco.
"Well they are here now. Live with it! And above all no incidents. No harassing and forcing me to get your testicles out of a sling." Ordered a silky voice from the shadow
The entire room chorused even a reluctant Malfoy "Yes professor."