I Don't Own Harry Potter
Yawning loudly to myself, I fully ignored the look Snape sent my way as he glared everyone else into submission to stand properly, though no matter how angry his look no one would get a foot next to me besides Blaise, all to worried about the repercussions of accidentally bumping or nudging me being a much more real fear than a detention or loss of a few points. I'm just glad I didn't have to bother to look intimidating myself to make sure everyone knew better than to be in my personal space.
Still, didn't mean it wasn't a bit chilly out here, one downside of having very second hand robes and in general clothing, is that it's quite thin layered as it's been worn down a decent bit through the years. Nothing a warming charm couldn't fix, but I didn't bother, one thing I like about Europe and it's countries is the weather actually. Most I know that visited or lived here hates that it's always a bit cold or rainy or cloudy, or all of the above.
I'm not to much of a fan of rain, mostly because I've spent most of my life needing glasses to see and rain doesn't help that, and my hair is like a sponge when it comes to water so that certainly doesn't help me either in that case. Still, on the whole cold weather front, I actually like it, it's always been a bit of of contention from everyone I knew that I was never bothered when it was about twenty degrees (F) out.
I'm only thinking about this because Blaise was clattering his teeth together and it was bugging me, so I just rubbed my fingers together in concentration while looking at his robes for a moment. One warming charm later, I as given a thankful look and a look of annoyance that I didn't use the spell any sooner. Pretending not to have noticed, I hummed to myself as I noted a small note of ripples seemed to appear over the lake before suddenly everyone was yelling.
Looking up into the air, I noted that a large amount of massive sized horses were flying down towards us all with a carriage being pulled behind it. I'll be honest, I prefer the thestrals to these, at least those horses are nice, these ones remind me heavily of a certain rooster that I know from the look they seemed to have in their eyes. Though I ignored the sight of the half-giant headmistress as Dumbledore was approaching her as I had glanced back at the lake and watched as suddenly a ship sprang out of it.
I couldn't help but look at the ship with some mild interest, the large scale enchantments placed on it must have taken quite the long time, in comparison to what was obviously just a couple of weight transferring charms and and a few very obvious expansion runes that were craved into the side of the carriage. I got to say, on a magic side of things, Drumstrang is so far a lot more impressive, then again, judging from the age of the ship, I highly doubt anyone that was alive in this time period was the one who had made that ship.
I blinked back a look of surprise as Blaise suddenly did something akin to a jump, and grimaced as his shoulder bumped into mine. He didn't even bother saying sorry though I did note he seemed to regret it a bit as I took a clear step away from him as I looked over to see what got his attention. Oh yeah, Krum, even if Blaise was rooting against him, I know from an insistent amount of ranting from him during the last bit of summer break that he thinks Krum is great and awesome, and other flattering adjectives.
"So why is it that you act horrified by your mothers words about us, but you act like you have a crush on him without any embarrassment?" I don't get it, then again I don't really understand much about fame, just that I'd rather not deal with it personally. Blaise didn't even bother to turn to glare at me, to busy now with splitting his attention between Krum and Delacour, who had just stepped out of her own form of transportation. I think his brain is fighting between hardcore fanboying and the allure the part Vela was giving off.
Snapping my fingers in front of his face to see if I can get him to focus on one thing, I noted he swatted at me absentmindedly, he actually almost hit me, which just shows how overtaxed his head is at the moment. Sure he does that often enough but he never actually tries to touch me, knowing my stance on such things more than well enough at this moment.
"Well if your reaction is of any case, I believe those two are going to be their schools' champions" That got his attention, as he seemed to have to force his eyes away from tracking the two, impressively not going cross eyed trying to look at the two at once, and instead looked over at me before rolling his eyes, clearly not thinking I was all that serious, so I just shrugged and stated simply.
"While you were giving those to looks that I'm sure your mother would probably approve of, I was paying attention, those two are getting some clear favoritism by the two heads of school. This most likely means that they are the ones to look out for as they are notable in someway compared to everyone else, so they'll probably be those two school's champions" Blaise just sighed before shaking his head like he should have figured I would have a weird overly specific reason for my answer.
"Great, now I'm not suppose to like them, them? The only one I'd want to talk to is Krum, why was I paying to that girl?" He seemed genuinely confused so I just made a show of looking at Fleur for a moment then tilted my head like I was thinking before humming to myself.
"I think she's part Vela, the hair and lack of flaws in both body type and facial structure would point to it. But if she was a full blooded one then she probably would have been swarmed by the male population by now, so maybe a quarter at most" I think Blaise should just understand at this point that I have an answer for everything and that he shouldn't be surprised by this face, then again, I've had that thought for like two years now, so I guess this is nothing new and I should just get use to him not getting use to it.
"You know, one day you're going to explain to me, in a way that makes sense, how you manage to figure all this stuff out" I wonder if he would understand a Sherlock reference, I don't really know if he's a thing here or if it's just a muggle culture thing. Only one way to find out.
"Do you know who Sherlock Holmes is?" Blaise seemed to get caught off guard by the sudden question, but after a moment he just shrugged and then said.
"I have no idea who that is, should I?" Shaking my head at him, while also wondering if I should introduce him to those stories, after all, I've based this personality off of him to a smallish degree, well it doesn't really matter much to me I guess so whatever.
"He's a genius detective from muggle litterateur, from what I've gather, I could be compared to him to a degree" I couldn't actually, Sherlock Holmes is much smarter than I am, in a general sense, I'm sure I know plenty that he doesn't and vise-versa but on a scale of pure intelligence, well, I'm smart but he is speculated to have an IQ nearing on two hundred, which a good seventy-some points higher than my own. That's almost a full average persons IQ, usually around mid nineties, between us.
"Muggle huh? I might check into it later" He probably won't, I know him, even if he's fine with muggleborns and the like, he is still a bit bias against non-magical folk and the world in which those people live in. And as a former muggle myself, I feel like I should probably be offended if it wasn't for the fact that I didn't really care. Still, not really important at the moment though, as everyone was beginning to head back inside.
So with that I found myself sitting down face to face with Krum, I wondered why, but my opinion on the matter didn't seem to matter apparently as he just sat down while Blaise looked like he was having a small freak out next to me. I also noted that Theo and Tracey were also fanning over the teenager as well. It would seem only me and Daphne are the only ones that don't care anything special for the man.
"Hello, any reason why this is where you choose to sit?" He looked at me for a long moment, his eyebrows furrowing at the sight of me like he was trying to decipher something but I just raised an eyebrow and after another long moment he just said.
"Vis tis the only place no one seems to want to look" I blinked and then looked around and noted that everyone was looking away from fear of annoying me. Right, most of the school is terrified of me to some degree. Well then, I can understand his decision as it balances out all the eyes on him to a slightly less creepy degree, but I feel like he should have figured out there is a pretty good reason why everyone would be afraid of me.
Maybe he just doesn't care, sort of like how I don't care about his fa,me, that's weirdly symmetrical, in some sort of fucked up kind of way. Still, I just nodded to him and looked back towards Dumbledore as he started talking about everything, before all the food appeared in front of me onto the table. I yawned out into the air and began to pile up some food onto my plate.
I wouldn't be eating half of this probably but even the brokers are getting annoyed at me when I do stuff that isn't good for my health, like not eat for three days straight but to be fair to me, I was busy at the time, and I was in the middle of a ritual that didn't allow for the caster to have any food in their system for it to work. I'll admit that the rest of the time was because I just forgot about it until a house elf showed up asking me why I hadn't been to the kitchen recently during the night.
And that lead to an intervention of a kind which mostly just boiled down to a lot of nagging. Honestly, if it wasn't for the fact that I need them all for my continued mental health and the health of my organization, being friends with them all would be to much for all the nagging. I haven't used that word in years and now they all seem to do it every couple days.
It's hardly my fault that the soul magic book won't just submit to my will and not be cursed anymore. On another note, still have yet to even figure out where the curse bindings are to try and deconstruct the curse. Does anyone know how hard it is to scan a book without being able to open it without having the possibility of having my mind completely destroyed? Because I do, and the answer is very, very hard.
It was Halloween now, it was nice to see slightly more food than normal on the tables I guess. Nothing really all that crazy was happening at the moment, after all, the only thing that is going to happen is the champions being revealed, I didn't even have to pay attention to that. So I had just enjoyed the not having to do anything by eating more than normal and talked the normal amount that I normally do with Blaise and the Brokers.
The reason why I was a bit happier than normal is because I spent the last day just fucking around with the age line. I could get by it if I wanted, the ward is based on something similar to the Trace on under-aged magic, and considering the trace doesn't do anything to me as mentally I'm a bit over seventeen. But that wasn't what I cared about to be honest, I didn't even think about putting my name in the fancy cup, I just liked seeing if I could figure out ways to get around Dumbledore.
I think the headmaster himself was the most amused by my actions as I had sat myself right in front of the line during dinner yesterday with multiple runic arrays spread out around me on pieces of parchment. The problem is that even though I can figure out what the line is based on, it doesn't help me figure out how it's made, as this seems to either be really obscure or a creation of Dumbledore himself, and either or both adds a list of challenges, so I've had to spend time trying to recreate the runes.
Sadly I couldn't figure the bloody thing out, after a good two hours of thinking on it and a lot of pacing I decided that he must have used some sort of enchantment to protect the circle itself from discovery, which would make sense as I had spent a full fucking hour trying to see where the runes were placed only to find none anywhere, which made the entire thing six times harder for me.
Considering I only had two days, both of which were filled with classes, other projects and a few rush orders of favors I had to get done, not to mention the fact that I couldn't get to the main hall at night because of 'Moody' using that time to put Harry's name in, well, in total I just didn't have enough time to figure the bloody thing out, give me a week and I'm sure I could crack it, but under the twelve or so hours that I had, well there wasn't a chance in hell.
Still fun though to be honest, and it wasn't even against the law this time and I know the next time I end up in Dumbledore's office for something I'm going to ask about it, because an enchantment designed to conceal runes would be an amazing thing to have knowledge of. Anyway, at some point during my mental rant, Dumbledore had called out Krum for Drmstrang and had also just called Fleur.
I kept half an ear open just to listen because why not, as I picked up a bit of desert that was found in the form of taking a blood pop off of a tray that had been laid out in a ring pattern. I was the only one to do so, and the only person in the entire great hall that had this particular candy dish in front of them. It pays to know the elves that cook everything and set the tables for meals.
"And Hogwarts Champion is...Kyu Malo" Everyone had suddenly gone quiet and I couldn't tell if it was because of the sudden ringing in my ears at the sound of my name or because everyone was sharing my level of shock to some smaller degree. Still, after a long moment, I stood up, candy still in my mouth, and looked at Dumbledore, who was looking at me like he didn't expect this to happen, but that look quickly shifted into a shared level of understanding.
We both knew I didn't put my name in, I knew because I think I would have fucking noticed, and Dumbledore knew because my unadulterated rage had caused a few glasses of various drinks to shatter as I walked up to the front before walking back to the others with a blank look on my face, forcing it to not give way to any of the annoyances I was feeling at the moment.
As I walked into the backroom, I looked at the both two and sighed as I leaned up against a wall, ignoring the looks they were giving me as I was much more focused on controlling the spikes of anger I was feeling. Because some dead man had put my name into the goblet, something I've made sure everyone knows I think is stupid and a waste of time, and now some fucking prick of a higher year clearly thought this would be funny or something akin to revenge.
And if that's the case the I'm going to find them and break their everything, then heal them to do it all over again. Because this is the biggest undermining of my authority that has ever happened and such a thing is something I can't let stand. But right now instead of getting Blaise to find the fucker, at the moment I have to stay here and deal with this magical contract bullshit.
I think my air of 'leave me along or I'll break your fingers' was keeping the two students away from me for the simple fact that I still wasn't having any emotion slip through my plastered on mask. After a long moment, Dumbledore and Harry walked in as well, I had closed my eyes but was still listening to the conversations around me, mostly a lot of accusations, weirdly enough no one seemed to question my place here.
It was only about Harry for some reason, so with that I pulled the blood pop out and held it in my hand and said in a slightly annoyed voice, something I noted made Dumbledore look over at me, clearly knowing that any show of negative emotion on my part had the probability of ending with blood shed as I asked the room.
"Any reason why no one is complaining about me being under aged and being forced into this? I get that I'm awesome and all, but as it happens I'm still only fourteen and as such would rather not be here. I think Harry would agree, so any chance we can just redraw lots?" Karkaroff let out a decisive snort at that while Maxine looked at me like the answer was obvious, but the second my facial control slipped and glared had appeared Dumbledore walked forwards and said.
"Well, it does't look all that good for you my dear boy, after all you have been seen to be studying my age line spell after all" Spell? No way in hell such a complex thing is just a simple spell but that's thoughts for later, I just rolled my eyes at that and said.
"I've made it clear I don't give a damn about this tournament, I was just messing around with the age line because it was a fun challenge, if I wanted to put my name in I would have just throw the damn thing into the Goblet from outside the line" I could feel everyone blink in surprise at me very blunt and simple answer to beating an all powerful artifact. After a long moment Dumbledore just hummed to himself and said.
"Huh, I hadn't thought about someone doing such a thing. Still, I believe that both of you are in this tournament against you're will, and I believe the rest of the judges will agree with me on that" I just sighed while Harry just continued to look lost about what the fuck was happening, doesn't change that everyone was beginning to argue and again and I already had a bloody headache, so I just shouted.
"Would you lot just shut up! Hogwarts has two Champions, either adapt or fucking leave, I don't even give why you idiots are complaining anyway, you're two Champions just have to beat two fourteen years, so either you think they can't hold up to us or you don't get to complain, I refuse to let you all do both" I could see the rage that was coming over the to heads of their schools at my very blunt lack of respect at them, but it wouldn't be good for their image if they attacked a teenage boy so they refrained.
Does change that both were glaring murder at me, but that's hardly a new thing. So I just ignored them as everyone seemed to have finally calmed and quieted down before Bagman explained when the first task was to be held. I mostly ignored him expect for the date, so it would be annoying to forget when I have to fight a fucking dragon. Dear lord this is going to be such a pain in the ass I'm sure of it.
Yeah Kyu's in the tournament, why? Because I had to do something to make this year more interesting, otherwise it would just be a lot of technical magic talk and that would be a bit boring with a death tournament happening so I figured why the fuck not. Anyway, See ya.
