I don't own Harry Potter in any format, this is a fanfiction only.
Harry walked to the side of the room where his fellow teachers were standing, they each looked at where their students were seated, the place was the table for the Ravenclaw students.
Harry didn't like the fact that several of them tried to flirt with Fleur, but she was doing her very best to make it known to these boys that she was not interested as she turned around and blew Harry a kiss.
This made a few of the witches in Ravenclaw start giggling and some of the wizard students to glare daggers at Harry, but once they realized they were glaring at a teacher they soon stopped doing that, no real reason to cause their house to lose points or cause an incident.
Dumbledore was all smile as he looked at the students and visiting schools. "Another wonderful year here at Hogwarts, before we get distracted I have a few things to announce. As you might have noticed we have the honor of hosting the tri-wizard tournament, and as such two other schools have joined us briefly."
"Beauxbatons and Drumstrang have come to also participate in this tournament, I am hoping that we all remember that this tournament's main goal is to foster friendship and goodwill between our three schools and the rest of the magical world. Today the Goblet of Fire shall be brought and all those fourth years or higher will be allowed to enter their names into the Goblet."
"An age line shall be drawn to prevent younger students from entering, this is to protect them, don't let the silly notion of the prize blind you to the danger, for once entering your name and selected you must participate no matter who you are or the danger you will face."
Harry looked at his own students and they all nodded their heads as they realized their teacher had indeed given them an appropriate warning. "I would also like to welcome back to this castle someone who needs no introduction, could you please come up here Harry."
Harry looked at Madame Maxime and she just nodded her head telling he better go and do as Dumbledore asked. As Harry walked up to the place where Dumbledore was standing he saw the Potions Master of Hogwarts glaring daggers at him. He had more important trouble than the glares of a teacher who was so easily angered.
"Class it is my sheer honor and pleasure to introduce to you Mr. Harry Potter, or otherwise known as the Boy Who Lived. Harry mind explaining to the students and the rest of the staff why you are not wearing student robes."
He didn't want to expose himself, especially since in his own words he was in enemy territory. "I am not wearing student robes because I am not a student, I am honored to say that I am a professor of the illustrious Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. My own students are seated among you, I am also proud to say I am a professor in the Dark Arts."
Dumbledore looked at him almost with a look of concern showing on his face, "Don't you mean Defense Against The Dark Arts Harry?" Harry cleared his throat and smiled at Dumbledore and the other teachers present. Some of them had this look of fright on their faces.
"No Headmaster, when I say I am a professor on the subject of Dark Arts, I mean I teach that subject, I for one would not waste time on something like defense against the dark arts, as much as my fellow professors in Drumstrang are more than likely will say, there can be no proper defense against something you have no knowledge of."
The Drumstrang students and teachers got up off their seats and began to cheer as Harry mentioned this. This was a clear sign that they indeed supported his statement. Harry decided to also make something very clear.
"I also happen to be happily married to the love of my life, future mother of our daughter, Fleur Delacour. In interests of evading future problems, I will make this clear, if you threaten her or try to use a potion to get her to do something against her will, I will know, and when that happens, I will hunt you down, and devour your soul."
Harry's eyes changed without him noticing and they men in the hall were getting a death stare from a being they thought was a myth, a panther known to be the most feared Panther in all of Hell.
Seeing that the message got through he waited for Dumbledore to let him go back to where his fellow teachers were seated. They each looked at him with a mixture of awe, respect, and fear.
"I will sit with my fellow professors, even though I would rather eat my meal with my beloved wife, to show there is no favoritism intended, or disrespect to my colleagues. I honestly expected the exalted Auror Alastor Moody to actually agree with my position on the subject. In teaching my students I have to say his own philosophy on combat has been a great inspiration."
The man actually stood up from his seat and walked over to where Harry was, "You don't say? People often forget my first name, they always call me Mad-eye for some reason that is plain to see. I guess at least I will have someone here to talk shop with as it was."
Dumbledore began to laugh, "See already two professors have embraced the spirit of this tournament, friendship, and cooperation. Now I see they are bringing the Goblet of Fire."
The second he said that Harry saw a bunch of house elves struggle to carry the large cup, he would not have this happen to them, he always was nice to the house elves in his own school after all.
He jumped off the podium, walked over to where the house elves were and without as much as a word he picked up the goblet, carried it like he was carrying a coffee cup and placed it on the podium.
Have the school was staring at him like he had done something incredibly, but as he walked towards the teacher's assigned table, he heard something funny from Fleur as he walked by, "Yes, I am married, and yes that hunk of man that just carried the goblet like it was nothing is mine!"
Harry felt it was flattering, unnecessary, but flattering all the same, he knew perfectly well he was spoken for, and as he sat down his food appeared, and he really had to fight the urge to simply transforming and devouring that large turkey that appeared on the table.
Maxime could not help but to laugh, "Harry, please, if you want a piece of something to go ahead and take it, you are starting to drool." He did as she mentioned and picked up the entire turkey, the whole thing and began to cut it to pieces transforming only his nails.
"So who want's a leg?" That is when the other professors began to laugh, his fellow teachers from his own school began shaking their heads, they even made comments that you would swear he was acting like this was Thanksgiving dinner.
He finished getting everyone the piece they wanted and placed a note on the empty plate before he took a piece of meat for himself. Almost immediately the note was replaced with a tall glass of pumpkin juice.
He ate his meat with gusto and did cause a few students of Hogwarts to look at him with a bit of fright in their gaze. After the meal was done he began licking his hands, "Harry, use a napkin please, I swear you behave more like a cat than a human sometimes."
He looked at the Potions Master of his own school and let out a loud growl. Even Professor McGonnagal knew what he said and it was no insult at all, he simply thanked him for the compliment.
Harry was told by Maxime that all the teachers in their school would be guest lecturers during the tournament and much to his surprise he found out why Dumbledore mentioned that class, it turns out that he would be a guest teacher as it was on that very subject, and then it made sense why Moony got off his seat like he did.
The Goblet gave the entire place an eerie look as it began to burn, something in the wind told him that he needed a bit of fresh air. He decided to walk out the hall and into the forbidden forest where he could change into a form that he found more comfortable.
He, of course, realized that most animals would be either afraid or feel like he was invading their territory, but since they each basically could talk with each other, it was handled in a rather civilized manner.
He walked in the middle of a large clearing and looked at the stars. He transformed into his human form and lay down on the soft sweet smelling grass. He just kept looking at the stars as he heard what sounded like a horse coming his way.
"What are you doing here human? All humans know that the forest is dangerous."
He looked at where the voice came from and he found a large centaur with a crossbow strapped to his back. He looked at the stars and began shaking his head.
"This place might be dangerous to some, but it is a place to relax. I was enjoying the sight of the stars actually, I found something rather odd, so I had to change forms into this one to check."
The large centaur looked at Harry and then at the sky, "What exactly did you find odd in the stars?"
He couldn't quite know how to put it, but there was something really odd about it. "Venus is awfully close to Mars, and Mars is a little too bright. I hope this doesn't mean I am going to have a very bad argument with my wife."
The Centaur began to laugh and looked at him, "That is a common occurrence when you are married, as I am sure you are aware. No, I think there will be bloodshed and a great conflict, Mars often likes a good fight."
He looked at him, "You may call me Firenze, we all know who you are, the Panther that loves to hunt in our forest."
Harry was not about to deny it, "Well since you know I am a big cat, we tend to have a big appetite too, and we both like hunting it seems, or do you carry that crossbow just for your personal protection?"
Another centaur came alone and looked at the two of them, "Firenze what are you doing talking to this human? We should have as little contact with their kind as we can."
Firenze looked at his fellow centaur, "What human are you talking about Bane? I and this panther were having an interesting discussion about the stars, look up, Mars is unusually bright tonight."
Bane looked down and turned to see Firenze and he was just standing there with this really angry looking Panther glaring at him. "But I thought that you were talking to a human a few seconds ago, and yes, Mars is unusually bright so we must be careful."
Firenze looked at Harry and smiled, "I don't think I need to warn you about the forest, but be sure to come to this clearing if you are in the mood for a little friendly chat." Harry in his panther form told him he would do that if he had some free time.
"Send a greeting to your mate, and have a pleasant evening. Come on Bane we don't need to make this hell panther any angrier than you already made him, honestly comparing one of his kind to a human, what on earth were you thinking? He was angry enough that it was only because I was friendly with him before he didn't devour you."
As he walked back towards the carriage he felt something odd in the air, he transformed and began to sniff around the carriage, that is when he found something thang that should not be there, something smelled rancid, almost like rotten eggs, the temperature made his fur stand, and he felt like he was suddenly walking over a grave.
Little did Harry know that at that precise moment his worst enemy was keeping an eye on him, and the only reason he could not see him is that he was hiding inside the body of a rat.