Harry Potter and the Blazin Goblet

Foreign Kids Arrive and its Time

I don't own any of the characters, all JKR, no profit to be made.

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"Hey look at that we get let out early, ha no potions class! Greasy git is probably pissed as hell he can't throw me another glare… or maybe he is trying to throw me a vibe? Eww…"

Harry turned from the sign posted near the entrance to the Great Hall his face somewhat contorted in disgust. Ron was chuckling, while Hermione rolled her eyes in a sigh.

"So what the hell is uh, Buextrom and Durmstrum anyway? Are they like royalty or something?" Harry said his arms raised in confusion as the trio made their way into the Great Hall for breakfast.

Hermione sighed yet again "It is Beauxbatons and Durmstrang and why on Earth would you think they are royalty?"

"Well the sign said delegations, so I just kind of figured important people you know." Harry said motioning back to the sign.

"They are magical schools Harry, don't you listen or read ever?" Hermione scoffed.

"I'm sorry what was that Hermione?" Harry said mockingly as he held his hand to his ear as if to hear her better.

"I said they are magical …" Hermione paused seeing Harry chuckling with a grin, she slapped Harry in the arm before stomping off to the Gryffindor table. With Harry giggling after her and Ron slightly chuckling.

"So where are these schools at anyway?" Harry said as he settled in next to Hermione on one side and Ron on the other.

"You are an ass." Hermione said looking forward concentrating on her breakfast.

"Right, but that doesn't tell me where these schools are from?"

Hermione banged her fists down on the table as she gripped her silverware tightly. "Are you going to keep talking?"

Harry looked at Hermione pointedly for a moment before replying.

"Probably."

Hermione let out a sigh "They are schools in France and Bulgaria."

With that said Hermione turned back to her breakfast ignoring Harry.

"France. Right, right." Harry scrunched up his face in thought "Bulgaria sounds familiar."

Hermione fumed silently as she ate her breakfast, but did not have to reply as Ron answered his mouth full of food.

"We just saw them in the World Cup." Ron spluttered as bits of food shot out here and there.

Harry stared at Ron for a bit "That was disgusting and oh yeah World Cup."

"Well then they could have just put students from France and Bulgaria would be arriving to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. Much simpler." Harry said with a nod of his head.

"It is supposed to be that way it is to show respect to other magical cultures." Hermione responded in a tense tone.

Harry put on a thoughtful expression, as his mouth was full of food. After swallowing down his food he nodded "You are right Hermione. We need to show these folks some respect, I'm thinking party, a costume party since it is Halloween, Saturday day after they get here."

"Fabulous idea."

"Excellent idea."

"Marvelous idea."

The trio of Fred, George, and Lee responded to Harry taking a seat across from the trio of Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Thank you, thank you, and thank you." Harry said with a nod to each. "Still I can't take all the credit, it was after all Hermione's idea."

"It wasn't my idea, I was talking about the sign. You mentioned a party." Hermione said motioning to the sign as she stared at Harry in disbelief at the idea she would suggest a party.

Harry, the Twins, and Lee all just sat in silence staring at Hermione and in return she stared back. Ron eyes darted between Hermione and the rest his mouth agape and full of chewed up food.

After a few tense moments Harry spoke "Ron that is disgusting." Harry said once again. Ron's face went red and he quickly swallowed his food.

"And Hermione listen," Harry said with a shake of his head "this isn't Vietnam there are rules you suggested party, we agreed."

"What the hell does this have to do with Vietnam?" Hermione shrieked banging her fists on the table before rising up and stomping out of the Great Hall in fury.

"Mental." Ron said staring after Hermione.

"Vietnam?" Lee said with a look at Harry.

"Indeed Nam." One twin said.

"Agreed Nam." The other twin said.

Lee shook his head and laughed.

"Spread the word party Saturday costumes. Now who is going to invite the foreigners?" Harry muttered as he shoveled some pancake into his mouth.

"You…"

"Of course."

Harry pointed at himself in disbelief before swallowing his food. "You're kidding me? Why me?"

"You are…" George said with a thoughtful look.

"Famous." Fred said finishing his twins thought.

Harry wore a thoughtful look for a few moments before nodding.

"Can't deny that."

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"I doubt she is that mad?"

"You don't remember what she was like last year? With me and Scabbers and all that?" Ron said as he and Harry made their way to class.

"Listen Ron you cared about a hack of a rat that wasn't even a rat and … what the fuck is that?" Harry broke his own sentence as he and Ron approached the staircase and saw a horrible rusted out box like contraption resting at the bottom of the stairway.

"It is a lift." The horrible wheezing voice of Filch responded as he made his way out from behind the lift, which looked like it had been outdated by a couple hundred years.

"Dumbledore wanted it installed in case any children with disabilities were ever to attend Hogwarts." Filch continued.

"How the hell can this thing possibly still be functional?" Harry said motioning to the rusted out lift before him.

"Magic of course Potter." The cold and dark voice of Snape said as he appeared from the other side of the lift glaring at Harry.

"Knew he would still get me with a glare or vibe." Harry whispered to Ron making Ron snort.

"What was that Potter?" Snape said his gaze focused on Harry.

"I said uh, who charmed it to work?" Harry replied quickly.

"Me of course." Snape said motioning to himself.

"Oh, good, good. Hogwarts won't have to worry about any students with disabilities ever surviving that is for sure."

"Fifty points from Gryffindor!"

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"You know I think I have something caught under my fingernail."

"Harry please just pay attention." Hermione hissed from his side.

Harry gave Hermione a stare before shrugging as he turned his attention back to his fingernail. He was lined up with the rest of the Hogwarts students waiting the arrival of the two foreign schools.

"Aha! Unless I am very much mistaken, the delegation from Beauxbatons approaches!" Dumbledore's voice sounded from the behind the students and teachers lined up in front of Hogwarts.

Harry turned looking in the direction he heard Dumbledore's voice muttering disgruntled words about the use of the word delegation.

"There!" A girl's voice sounded.

"It's a dragon!" Another girl said as she shrieked.

"Don't be stupid it is a flying house!" Dennis Creevey shouted.

"I'm guessing a European Swallow or a bunch of fucking foreign students." Harry muttered his attention back to his fingernail.

"Harry!" Hermione hissed again at his language. Harry ignored her paying attention to his fingernail poking at it.

Dumbledore headed to the front of the Hogwarts group as the Headmistress of Beauxbatons left her carriage with the rest of her students and greeted her.

"My dear Madame Maxime." Dumbledore said in a humble bow.

"Hey I got it." Harry said holding up a small sliver he got from under his fingernail.

"Holy shit she is big." Ron said.

Harry looked at the tiny sliver "not that big man."

"Up there you git." Ron said motioning to where Dumbledore was.

"Fuck man, she is fucking huge, like Hagrid sized." Harry said looking at the large Headmistress who dwarfed Dumbledore.

Most of the students seemed to share Harry and Ron's opinion and stared on in awe.

"You think a woman like that has ever been laid?" Harry said to Ron who didn't seem to hear him as he gawked at some of the female students now entering Hogwarts.

"No way man." A voice sounded from behind Harry.

Harry looked back at the older Gryffindor "Surely someone had to bite the bullet and hit that."

The older student tilted his head to the side "That's a fucking big bullet man."

Harry snorted as he tried to stifle his laughter.

"Well as I'm sure you know I'm Harry Potter… no clue as to who you are."

"Cormac, Cormac Mclaggen."

"You're alright in my book Mclaggen, but have you ever thought about McLovin?"

Mclaggen chuckled a bit before he, Harry, and a host of other students jumped a bit as Lee screamed the "The Lake!"

"What the fuck Lee?" Harry said grabbing his ears.

"Well, the lake." Lee muttered pointing toward the lake where the water seemed to have formed into a whirlpool and a ship slowly rose from the depths.

"A ship… that sinks…and doesn't float… genius… may as well have charmed a hollowed out rock." Harry muttered.

"Harry can you please stop." Hermione said in an exasperated manner.

"Dumbledore!" A figure called out. "How are you, my dear fellow, how are you?"

"Blooming, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." Dumbledore replied as the two conversed, while Hermione and Harry argued quietly among themselves.

Harry and Hermione's argument was interrupted as Ron spoke in a strangled manner "Harry it's Viktor Krum!"

Harry looked at Ron confused "Who?"

"Krum! You know world famous quidditch player, we saw him at the World Cup!" Ron said staring past Harry at the students from Durmstrang entered Hogwarts.

"Oh yeah the retarded quidditch player. That explains the ship… wait no, still a problem why isn't it a short bus?"

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"I don't believe it! Viktor Krum here! I thought he was older never dreamed he was still in school. Makes it even more amazing!" Ron said excitedly as he attempted to look over student's heads to find Krum as they trudged into Hogwarts.

"For heaven's sake, Ron, he's only a quidditch player." Hermione said.

"A retarded one at that." Harry muttered to the side.

Ron seemed to ignore them as they entered the Great Hall with the rest of the students. He groaned as he saw the students of Durmstrang sitting at the Slytherin table.

"Do you think I should go over and drop a box of toothpicks by him?" Harry said.

Dean who was just in front of Harry laughed as did Hermione, Ron stared at Harry in confusion.

"You wouldn't get it Ron cause I'm a very good driver… Wapner." Harry said laughing at his own joke as they seated themselves at the Gryffindor table, Ron still very confused.

"Whoa look, it is the two Ministry chuds." Harry said pointing up to the professor's table.

"Bagman and Crouch. I imagine they are here because they work with international situation and magical games." Hermione said with a smug look.

Ron's eyes darted from Krum to Bagman at the mention of his name. "Bagman was an awesome beater when he was in his prime."

"Yeah, well all he is now is fat, old, and a degenerate gambler, in case you don't remember him putting bets down with your brothers." Harry said his eyebrows raised with a smug expression himself.

Ron fell quiet grumbling about how no one understood quidditch. His grumblings were interrupted as Dumbledore rose and spoke.

"The tournament will be officially opened at the end of the feast," said Dumbledore "I now invite you all to eat, drink, and make yourselves at home!"

The students all around the hall began to eat and drink and chatter admittedly about the tournament and various other things.

"Aging potion won't work. Dumbledore would have thought of that." Hermione said to the Twins who had been arguing with Hermione for some time.

"Ok, why don't we let it go, and talk about something else?" Harry said clearly annoyed at how long the debate had gone on.

"Fine." Hermione and the Twins replied at the same time throwing glares at each other.

"So Dean, what are you going to go as to the costume party tomorrow?" Harry said focusing on Dean and ignoring the glares between Hermione and the Twins.

"Well… I was going to go as Mr. T." Dean said with a smile.

"Me, Seamus, Neville, and Creevey, the older one are going as the A-Team."

"That… is awesome." Harry said with grin.

"Fred… George?"

"You don't want to know." Both replied with evil grins.

"Ok then… moving on Ron?"

"Uh, well… you know its private." Ron said turning red.

"Whatever Ron." Harry said with a roll of his eyes.

"Hermione?"

Hermione remained silent and ate her food.

"Ok… Lee?"

"All I'm gonna say Harry is say what again."

"Riiiggghhht." Harry said staring at Lee confused.

"Ginny?" Harry said turning his attention to the youngest Weasley.

"Um, well I didn't think I would be going?"

"Of course you are. Don't worry I got a great costume already planned out. You can go with me." Harry said nonchalantly as the Weasley brothers eyed Harry suspiciously.

Harry sighed "Don't worry it isn't a playboy bunny or anything."

"Speaking of which, Lavender, Parvati." Harry called down the table.

The two girls turned eyes squinted in suspicion as Harry called to them.

"You still aren't mad about the pool incident are you?" Harry said in sarcastic yet playful tone.

"No." Lavender responded in a defiant tone.

"Good." Harry said ignoring the defiance. "You two know about fashion and all that right?"

Lavender and Parvati nodded in response.

"Good. Me and Ginny need some help with our costumes for the party tomorrow and you two can provide it. You down?"

The girls chatted admittedly with each for a few moments before Lavender breathed a heavy sigh "Yes Harry we will help you out."

"Excellent." Harry said rubbing his hands together, his vision rested on Ron who was staring straight forward his mouth agape. Harry turned and his own jaw dropped along with a dozen of the male students in the vicinity.

"Excuse me, are you wanting ze bouillabaisse?" A Beauxbaton girl with long silvery blond hair asked.

No one at the table responded as she motioned to the bouillabaisse. They all just stared at her as she looked about in slight confusion before Ron finally spoke.

"Yeah, have it." Ron said pushing the dish forward.

"You 'ave finished wiz it?" She asked.

"Babe… you can have anything you want." Harry said his eyes never leaving the girl.

The girl stared intently at Harry for a moment before she tossed her hair over her shoulder in an annoyed sort of way and picked up the bouillabaisse and walked it back to the Ravenclaw table as the guys watched after her.

"I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave." Harry said from his raised position. Since he had slowly rose to get a better look at the girl as she walked away.

"Sit down!" Hermione said tugging Harry back to his seat her face red in anger or embarrassment, either way Harry hardly cared.

"She is a veela!" Ron breathed quickly.

"Dude, I don't give a fuck what she is, that is the hottest chick I ever laid eyes on." Harry muttered.

"To right." The Twins replied.

The group of Gryffindors continued to discuss women and men, though women a bit more for some time before the food vanished from the plates in the Great Hall. The Candles dimmed and Dumbledore rose from his seat.

"The moment has come, the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin. Let me explain a few things before we bring forth the casket."

"Casket?" Could be heard in whispers around the hall.

Dumbledore went on explaining how the tournament would be dangerous, how an Age Line would be used to keep out younger students, and he also mentioned that students would have 24 hours to enter into the tournament.

"And now to introduce our judge. Mr. Filch if you would please the casket." Dumbledore said motioning to the corner of the hall where Filch was lurking. Filch slowly and methodically dragged he casket out of the corner up to the front of the Great Hall.

Dumbledore stepped down from the high table and drew his age line around the casket.

"Now I introduce to you, the Goblet of Fire." Dumbledore said and with that Filch opened the casket revealing the goblet.

"So that is what he meant by submitting our slips." Hermione whispered.

Harry barely heard her as his eyes focused on the intent bright blue flames of the Goblet of Fire.

Harry began nodded his head as the hall lighted after a few more words by Dumbledore.

"Angelina!" Harry called out grabbing Angelina's attention.

"Chaz!" Harry screamed causing Cedric to turn about as he made his way to the Ravenclaw table.

The students nearest to Harry clamored in together as Cedric and Angelina made there way to Harry.

"What?" Both said in confusion.

"It's time. We got free rein for twenty-four hours. It's Friday we ain't got no jobs, and we ain't got shit to do."

"So what? Why do you need us?" Cedric said motioning to himself and Angelina.

"You can get past the age line." Harry said with a nod.

"It's time… time to Blaze the Goblet."

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End Chapter.