The Same World
by Healer Pomfrey
All recognizable characters belong to J. K. Rowling, and I am not earning anything by writing this story.
I am not a native speaker of English. Please excuse my mistakes.
A story with small, daily updates! COMPLETELY AU! Partly OOC.
It is my story, and I intend to write it the way I want it. If you don't like it, go and find something else to read or write your own story to your liking!
"Harry, I believe that it was Auror Moody, who put your name into the Goblet of Fire," Hogwarts informed him. "Moody is someone else under Polyjuice potion though, and he's holding the real Moody captured in his trunk in his room."
"The flask he is always drinking from," Hermione blurted out, wide-eyed.
"Hogwarts, are you really sure?" Harry asked in excitement, feeling shocked at the same time.
"Yes my boy, I'm certain. You better go and fetch the map, which the twins gave you last year, and then speak with the headmaster or with Professor Snape about it, so that they can take action to remedy the situation."
"I'll speak with them then," Harry agreed. "Thank you so much for alerting me to the problem, Hogwarts. Oh, by the way, will I still be held responsible if I don't compete in the tournament?"
"No Harry, the fake Moody made the contract between you and the goblet. Therefore, it will be him to be punished. You better not compete. During the last couple of centuries, too many champions have died during the tournament, and since you're the first and the so-far last heir of all my four founders, I won't have you endanger yourself," Hogwarts replied in a stern voice.
"Thank you so much for your support, Hogwarts," Harry replied and announced that he would go and speak with Snape right away. After Lisa had popped him and his friends back into his trunk, he fetched the Marauders' Map from a drawer in his library and made his way to the dungeons, feeling it much easier to speak with the Potions Master than with the headmaster.
To his relief, Snape patiently listened to the story and allowed Harry to show him on the Marauders' Map that Hogwarts had been right about Moody being an imposter, before he instructed Harry to return to Gryffindor, promising that he would speak with the headmaster.
Feeling very grateful towards Hogwarts and the Potions Master, Harry returned to his dormitory, where he closed the curtains around his bed, spread out the Marauders' Map on his pillow and observed six dots with the names of Sirius, Remus, Tonks, McGonagall, Snape and Dumbledore enter Auror Moody's office, where Moody was – according to the map – together with Barty Crouch. After a while, Tonks and Crouch vanished. 'Probably by a Portkey,' Harry realised and watched how the dot labelled Moody suddenly began to move and was finally accompanied to the hospital wing by McGonagall and Dumbledore, while Snape, Sirius and Remus returned to their respective quarters. Letting out a relieved sigh, Harry closed the Marauders' Map and noxed his wand.
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When Harry watched the first task together with his friends, he was more than glad that he had refused to participate in the tournament. The three champions had to fight dragons, which were not only fairly alive, but also extremely big. 'I wouldn't have had a clue how to fight them,' Harry thought, feeling utterly relieved to be a mere spectator to the event.
一つの世界
The Quidditch match Hogwarts versus Beauxbatons took place a few days later and ended after mere thirteen minutes with Hogwarts' victory.
"That vas easy. I von't let you catch the Snitch," Victor Krum addressed Harry, when everyone was heading into the Great Hall for a party, to which Dumbledore had invited.
"We'll see," Harry merely replied and simply led Connie into the Great Hall together with his friends, knowing that as the coordinator of the Trimagical Quidditch Tournament he could not very well miss the party. 'Connie is mingling so well, it simply doesn't matter,' he thought, when a sudden idea crossed his mind. 'I should ask Hogwarts if muggles are allowed at Hogwarts. She met Connie the other day and didn't say anything. Hogwarts will surely know that she's a muggle.'
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The need to speak with Hogwarts about Connie arose sooner than Harry had expected. It was a few days after the Quidditch match against Beauxbatons that Professor McGonagall assembled the Gryffindors in the common room right after dinner and announced that a Yule Ball was going to take place at Hogwarts and that everyone from fourth year onwards was supposed to attend together with a dance partner.
'Connie,' Harry thought to her and informed her about the ball. 'Will you accompany me?'
'Of course, but will I be allowed to do so? Don't forget that I'm a muggle,' Connie replied in apparent concern.
'I'll go and speak with Hogwarts about it,' Harry promised and quickly informed his friends before leaving the common room right after McGonagall.
He walked through the founders' quarters, in which he felt strangely at home. The rooms were all kept quite simple, however, the floors were covered with beautiful carpets, and paintings of people and animals decorated the walls. 'I really like it here,' he thought, when he crossed the living room to enter the Parlour.
"Hello Hogwarts," he hesitantly addressed the castle. "Is it all right to disturb you at this time?"
"Harry," Hogwarts replied in her usual, kind voice. "You're not disturbing me at all. In fact, I'd wish for you to come here more often. You know that as the heir of my founders and my owner you're entitled to live here, don't you?"
Harry listened in surprise. "No Hogwarts, I did not know that," he admitted. "Thank you so much for telling me. I'll keep it in mind. By the way, I'd like to ask you something." He hesitated, uncertain how to formulate his question.
"You may ask anything," Hogwarts encouraged him, gently.
"As you might or might not know, my wife is a muggle. Connie," he added.
"I know that dear, and she's a real cutie," Hogwarts replied, seemingly amused. "The two of you seem to be soulmates."
"Eh well, do you mind if she comes here, I mean, because she's a muggle?" Harry finally managed to ask.
"No Harry, I don't mind at all. She already knows about magic, she seems to take it well, and I'm sure if she would be allowed to take the theoretical part of the mid-term tests together with your class, she would be among the best," Hogwarts told him, causing Harry to smile.
"So it would be all right then if I took her to the Yule Ball, right? Or could the headmaster forbid me to bring her?" Harry enquired, absentmindedly noticing that the four founders were observing him from their life-size portrait with apparent interest.
"If he makes as much as an attempt to prevent you from bringing her, please tell him that she has my explicit permission to be anywhere within my walls whenever she wants. As the wife of my owner, no one will be able to keep her out," Hogwarts said in a firm voice.
"Thank you so much, Hogwarts," Harry replied, smiling.
Just when he turned around to leave, he heard a grumpy voice coming from the founders' portrait. "How could you be so stupid and marry a muggle? As the heir of all of us not to speak about being the owner of Hogwarts, you have some responsibility towards us."
tbc...
Thank you so much for the kind comments for the previous chapter and once again also for my little one-shot story "My Child" as tribute for Alan Rickman.