I Don't Own Harry Potter


"So how did you manag-" Blaise stopped his question suddenly from the glare I sent his way and flinched at the sight, he hasn't done that in a long while so it shows how annoyed I am at the moment. After a long second, I dropped the glare and instead just sighed before dropping into my seat next to him and said.

"Someone entered my name in without my permission. Probably someone trying to get even with me by putting in a situation in which I might be harmed. Either that or someone is trying to kill me again but I have a feeling that I'm a side project if that's the case considering that Harry was also forced to compete" Blaise seemed to understand that this wasn't a time for Slytherin to celebrate any.

As if the world just wanted to annoy me it seemed that as he seemed to think of that conclusion a particularly loud cheer came from the common room, something I have barricade myself from the second I got to my room. Blaise barely managed to get in in time before I locked the place down.

"So I'm assuming that you need to find who put your name in then, to rule out if this is a murder attempt or not" I just nodded as I sat down on the bed for a moment, most of my rage had fell into very deep seated annoyance, it wasn't going to cloud my judgement but I'm sure that when these tasks come up I'm going to be a bit overkill, just to work out my stress in a not overly harmful way.

"Yeah, it's be good to know if I have to care about dealing with a murderer after me, those are always a headache. Now then, get it out of your system now" He seemed to not understand what I was talking about for a long second before he just shook his head and then said in a exasperated voice.

"I'm not the rest of Slytherin house you know, I don't see the need to demand you win, I'm sure you'll do that all on your own in a horrifying way" I just rolled my eyes as I dropped my head back on the bed and sighed mostly to myself before saying.

"You're faith is overwhelming" He laughed a bit at that like it was obvious before saying.

"So you'll manage alright then. Right?" I blinked to myself and then held myself back from sitting up and looking at him, I figured I knew what I would see but it was still interesting to here that he is in fact very worried about me he just doesn't want to show it. After all, he bitches if I don't sleep for three days, I can only image the stress he would feel from this knowing there is a chance I could die.

"Yeah, I'll be fine" This wasn't the same as everything else, here he would have a front row seat to these events, I think, I still have no idea if the joke about this tournament being a horrible spectator sport holds true or not. So this is a bit different than me just showing up with some scrapes and bruises with a neat story. So this is something that I'm sure he's going to mother hen me.

"Good" I think he just needs confirmation from me, like me telling him I wasn't going to die right before my fight with Riddle and his overgrown pet snake. So I gave him what he needed to not be a paranoid bastard, after all, I fill out that role more than enough on my own.


It had been a while and I have to say I wasn't much of a fan of all the whispers about me. I think everyone just assumes that I didn't something dark to get my name into the cup, it's helped that I have control over the rumor mill and as such made sure that mine and Harry's involvement is very clearly not what we wanted to happen. I did my best, well I made the brokers do their best but the point still stands.

Which leads me back to the fact that all the whispers are most of some kind of pity now, and that is insulting, they should hold that out for Harry at least, he's easily the most unprepared for these events out of everyone. Clearly I haven't done my job well enough if people think that two teens that are only a bit older than me are going to have the advantage here.

I've been braking seventh years since my second year in Hogwarts, honestly this lack of faith is just rude to be honest, really people should either fear me or don't bother me, those are the only two that I have room for at the moment because both make sure I'm not dealing with idiots. On a side note, I think if it wasn't for the fact that Slytherin is mine, I think the entire house would have thrown themselves at Harry because he was taking all the attention away from me.

Something I don't mind to be honest, fame is fickle and not to mention unwanted, though not unneeded, which really just makes it even more annoying. Anyway, enough about my whining, I've been doing enough of that recently as it is, right now at the moment I had just been pulled out of my transfiguration class, not like I was doing anything in there anyway.

Walking into the room with the other Champions, I noted that Harry was missing for just long enough to notice that every so often everyone seemed to look over towards a broom closet. Oh yeah, Rita Skeeter, well nothing to do now, I don't particularly see a reason to piss the woman off until I can get her alone to either threaten or blackmail her into doing what I want. I highly doubt it's a good thing that that's my first reaction to this situation.

My thoughts were interrupted as Dumbledore retrieved Harry and with that and with the appearance of one Ollivander, the wand weighing ceremony started. Everything went the same as I remembered it, though expect of course my part in it replacing a certain seventh year Hufflepuff. Because when that happened and I handed over my wand without much hesitation, I hardly use the thing anymore. Doesn't mean I wouldn't kill for it, it's still my wand, it's just that I didn't have to rely on it as much as I use to anymore.

"Ah yes, I remember this one. Pine, twelve and three quarters, dragon heartstring, and quite inflexible. A decently powerful wand, quite good at nonverbal and more complex spells. You've taken decent care of it" Huh, he hadn't said any of that last time around, I wonder why not, maybe it's because no one had used it yet so it's nature hadn't been revealed and now that I've spent years with my wand it's shown what it's strength are.

I mean it's as good a guess as any and the only one that I can think of that makes sense. Still, that does add a bit of thought into how Ollivander knows those changes just from just picking the wand back up after not even seeing it in four years. I wonder if some kind of ritual is needed to makes wands, that kind of stuff usually bonds a person to an object like a wand, though admittedly I don't know much about wand lore so I can't answer that question even though I do know a lot on rituals.

Still, after all that was over with and a few photos, which I made sure to note my hatred of, taken. I was now free to not have to give a shit about this stuff util the first task, future knowledge both hurts and helps the soul, because I know what to do, but I also know that it's a fucking dragon and that's slightly terrifying in all honestly. So I have a bit of research to do on dragons and I also have to look into a few spells that I'll need to brush up on.


A strong yawn was built up in my chest as I stretched my arms out while standing up from the spot where I had been sitting for the last two and a half hours. Looking down at the runic array on the ground, I dropped the book on soul magic right into the center of it and took a long deep breath, before holding my hand out and watched as a large portion of black smoke rose out of the book.

I had to bite the inside of my lip as I felt my raised hand tremble in pain from this ritual, pain is a very uncommon component but it does happen to be used. Still, I didn't make a single sound as I just continued on focusing my magic on the ritual while paying attention to the protections that I had circled around the book it self, while was keeping the black smoke contained.

It was long going as I felt my vision get a little blurry, but I just pushed past it, when suddenly my whole body seemed to give a lurch as I was pulled forwards and landed roughly on my knees. Panting out some of the residual pain in my body, I looked up at the book only to note that I couldn't see it as it was covered from the smoke as it had filled up the entire cylinder from roof to floor.

That's a lot of darkness, bleeding out curses is a hard ritual to preform, I would know, I've have to do this a few times, but usually it only shows it self in small wisps, nothing this bad. I figured as much though which is why this was such a difficult thing to do, finding the some strong protection ritual circles weren't all that difficult, I just reversed engineered the ones during my Parseltongue ritual. Took a while but figuring out how to make them work to restrain instead of block out wasn't as hard as some of the things I've done.

Still, I wasn't expecting this much, looking down at the floor were some symbols of runes, which I used to increase the strength of the barrier, were, I noted that all of them were glowing, showing clear strain on the magics that was present to restrain the chaotic magic in the air. Still, with that I pulled out my wand, needing it mostly to make sure the spell I had to use was powerful enough, then said into the air while pointing my wand at the cylinder of darkness.

"Expecto Patronum" And with that a silvery fox shot out of my wand and trotted forwards up to the back mist with it's own sliver misty fog flowing off it's own form before rushing into the darkness before it. I frowned at I listened and watched for a long moment as the dark and sliver smokes seemed to circle around each other for a long moment before both seemed to vanish into nothingness, leaving only a much-less glow-y fox and the book.

Yeah as it turns out one of the most difficult bits of protection magic out there actually has more than two very limited uses, who would have guessed. Of course purging dark magic is a bit more on the, hasn't been referenced in any book in over six centuries, side of things that the part about it being used against dementors, because obviously the latter is much more important to know about.

I swear, I'm going to be both annoyed and disappointed in the wizarding world if I break the double digits on rediscovering lost magics before I'm at least in my twenties. because I mean come on, how did one of the most useful parts of the greats ark arts protection charm out there get lost when it's the thing that most if not everyone would use most often in compared to fending off dementors. It just doesn't make any sense to me.

Still, I gave a small smile at my patronus as it dispersed now that it's job was done. Walking forwards, I picked up the book and looked at it for a long moment before placing a hand on it for a long moment before picking it up, not opening it. I'm pretty sure I got out all the dark magics in it but I'd rather not chance it, note to self, get an item and/or make an item that can detect curses on an object or person. I'm sure such a thing would be very handy to have on me at times like this.

I should look into such a thing, the enchantments alone would take a good week or two, of course I'll have to figure out a way for the item to not go off at all times, so an activation mechanism will have to be figured out as well, combing them shouldn't be too hard to make but figuring both out in the first place will be a bit difficult, combining enchantments is always a hassle. That's the main reason why the earbuds took so bloody long to make.

Well besides the fact that I had no idea what I was doing at the time when I was first making them. On a side note Arithmancy has been surprisingly helpful, as while not my favorite magical art, I mean compared to the rest of the grey magics is shares it's classification as it is just some basic math and chart reading, it doesn't mean it isn't helpful in predicting the outcomes of curse working and the like for even creating new spells or in my case, combination of more than one into a singular incantation.

Still, such a thing is probably going to take awhile nonetheless, so at least I have something new to entertain me while the whole task with the dragon comes up. Thinking of which, I should probably focus back on that for a while, after all, I've already figured out a solid plan and I've practiced the needed spells much more than I really need to to be honest, but I'm a paranoid bastard so nothing wrong with having a back up plan or two, or three, maybe four actually, just be safe of course.


So Harry had just cornered me a bit ago and told me that the first task was dragons, that was a bit interesting, I can't tell if he was doing it just to make sure or if he was thinking that I wouldn't be able to figure that out on my own, either way I just nodded to him and said thanks but I had already knew. He seemed like he was a bit put out at that, I think everyone likes to think they can know something before I do.

Still, right now Blaise, who was think to me when Harry had told me this information was freaking the fuck out at the moment, I'm pretty sure it would be pretty amusing if it wasn't for the fact that I had a small headache at the moment from both a lack of sleep and from eye strain from staring at a sliver ring for most of the last two weeks in my free time calumniating into it.

"I'll be fine Blaise, stop worrying" He didn't seem to here me as he just continued to pace back and forth in some random classroom I knew would be empty, I think he would have dragged me back to my common room if it wasn't for the fact that I don't think he would have made it to there without panicking half way through. After a long moment, in which I wondered if I should just leave as this seemed like it would go on for a while, Blaise asked me.

"Did you know that it would be dragons or were you just saying that to sound all-knowing?" I wonder why that's important, well I have a feeling as to why but I'm pretty much banking on me being wrong, something I must add that I don't enjoy the idea of on principle but hope it comes true in practice. Still, I said the truth as I didn't have a reason to not do so and I've made it a point to not lie if it's unneeded, I just make people come to their own conclusions and then don't correct them.

"Yeah, I even know the types in fact, it's surprisingly easy to find four massive dragons when out on a midnight stroll" I didn't actually go out on a stroll but I assume it's pretty easy so that isn't really lying at least I don't consider it as such and personally I only really count my opinion on the matter so there's that. Anyway, Blaise was looking at me annoyed now which I think is a bit uncalled for as he continued on with his questions.

"And when were you going to tell me this information?" He's voice seemed a bit strained, like he was really holding back to urge to try and smack me, which I think is even more uncalled for to be honest but whatever.

"Preferably after the first task" He let out a sigh and then placed a hand on his face like I was the one that was being annoying which is interesting as I usually find that everyone else is the annoying ones, but I might just be a bit bias in that regard.

"Why?!" A bit of his, seemingly, massive amount of exasperation and annoyance slipped into his tone. So I just looked at him fully and then raised an eyebrow like it was obvious, after a moment I just waved at his everything and said.

"Because you would have a panic attack and I would have to spend time reassuring you that I'll be fine. You haven't proven me wrong by the way" He just glared at me for a long moment before sighing and said in an even more annoyed tone.

"God damn it you prick. You should have told me, you are aware that you don't have to do everything by yourself right? Just cause I'm not as smart as you doesn't mean that you can just pretend that only you can think of a solution to your problems or talk about them even. I'm your friend you fucking emotionless dick, worrying it a part of that so you shouldn't hide these very important things from me" I looked at him for a long and felt a small ping of annoyance fill me as well before quashing it and instead said.

"Alright, doesn't change anything though, I still have a good dozen plans in mind already" He sighed like he thought I completely missed his point and just shook his head, I didn't, I just didn't want to deal with this right now, just because I have been able to hold myself better together nowadays doesn't mean I'm not feeling so much stress and panic and paranoia all the same. I just stopped allowing myself to break down and whine about it like I did in second year.

"Just keep me in the loop ok Kyu? I, surprisingly enough, really don't want you to die" I nodded as I watched as he seemed to want to say something more before turning away and walked out of the room. I let out a long sigh as I reached up and rubbed my face with my hands for a moment knowing that I could have handled that so much better but after another moment, I just dropped my hands and then walked out of the room as well, ignoring the small pit of annoyance and regret that tried to push itself into my mind.


It was the day of the first task and after a lot of fretting on Blaise's and my Brokers' parts I was now in the tent and had just picked up my dragon, the ones chosen were the same as the first time around as I looked down at the dragon Cedric would have gotten if he was in my place, the Swedish Short-Snout, judging from the model in my hand, it was on of decent size, and considering that it breaths flames how enough to burn blue, well, it's going to be interesting at least.

Though I will admit, I felt a bit of worry and even a bit of fear in me as I was called out first to face my dragon. But I mean come on, it's a fucking dragon, and unlike the basilisk I can't kill this one, nor am I able to use a cheap trick like a rooster to do the hard part for me. Still, I have made plans, a bunch at that, so I would probably be fine. And with that not so comforting thought I walked out into the around arena and looked up at the large creature in front of me for a long second as I listened to the cheering around me before I got to work.

"Accio"

I had my hand held out and even said the incantation to just make sure even when I had mastered this spell years ago, but nothing happened, joy, it's charmed against Occam's razor it would seem, well that ruins three of my plans. Sighing, I looked up at the dragon for another moment before approaching the creature slowly, I raised up my hands, wand not present or, hopefully, needed at this moment as the being just looked down at me for a moment, seemingly confused about what I was doing and then I tried something.

"Hello there, I don't suppose you can understand me?" I felt the language of the snakes slip out from my lips and noted that most of the crowd had suddenly gone silent, yet the dragon still didn't seem to do anything, it was actually now like it didn't know what it was suppose to do, this type of dragon is known to be surprisingly docile when not provoked doesn't change the fact that it's a nesting mother which makes it ten times more dangerous.

Still it did not seem to understand me. A pity, that would have been really cool to be honest but alas, it wasn't meant to be apparently. Still, I just pointed down at the eggs underneath the dragon and noted that the dragon was beginning to growl, clearly thinking I was threatening it's eggs. So I just dropped my hands and sighed, ok, miming isn't going to work either, damn it, ok the plan... I think I'm on F now.

"Accio"

This time I wasn't focusing on the golden egg, I was aiming a stone that was lodged behind it, my plan was to get it to push the golden egg to me but nothing happened again, damn it, everything there is accio proof apparently and that's really inconvenient. Well, I'm running out of plans, at least plans I like and want to succeed. So I just crossed my arms and looked up at the still guarded dragon, who was now very confused, good, if I have to suffer then so does it.

Still, after a moment, I walked forwards towards the eggs again, this time slipping my wand out of my inner robe pockets and watched as the dragon reared up at the sight of the magical stick, interesting. I ignored the part of my mind that was coming up for a reason that would lead the dragon to have such a reaction and instead just pointed my wand and the golden egg and said.

"Wingardium Leviosa"

I used my wand because it had been years since I had used the spell itself and sadly nothing happened again. Ok this countering shit is getting really annoying. Looking up at the judge panel, I noted that Dumbledore was really amused at my suffering as I just gave them all a very annoyed looked before turning back at the dragon who was now looking like it was about to attack me as it seemed to know that human plus wand plus weird words usually don't equal good things for it.

Well it was right, because I have just run out of the dozen plans I had made to not have to fight the fucking dragon and with that I now have to fight the fucking dragon, that's really stupid. So with that I just pointed my wand at the ground and conjured a couple rocked before transfiguring them into a bunch of different looking animated creatures that I knew dragons usually saw as prey and then sent them running around the arena.

The dragon reared back and looked at all the creatures clearly not knowing what was going on and if it was worth attacking the animals around it or continue to try and ward of me. After a long moment the dragon reared back even more before opening it snout and from it came a wash of pure blue fire that burned half the animals into cinders. If it wasn't for the fact that the second that the fire had appeared to murder my conjurations I had casted a spell, I'm sure I would have thought it rude to be honest.

"Aguamenti"

A massive blast of water shot out of my wand and slammed into the blue flames causing an explosion of steam to filled he arena and the second that happened I rushed into the smoke and was quickly lowered into the form of a fox. Rushing up to the egg, using my other senses that were a bit better as a fox than as a human, I quickly transformed back as I listened to the dragon roar out in confusion as I turned on my heel and rushed out of the way before making it to the safe area right as the smoke cleared.

I sighed to myself as I listened to the not so flattering commentary from Bagman about how I did some very impressive transfiguration and spell work but the clear lack of exciting action made the whole thing a bit dull. Well fuck him, if he wants excitement then he can think of a way to get past a dragon without dying. Honestly, I might have played it a bit safe, as that last plan that actually worked was plan K, anything after that would have been a lot messier.

And to be clear, the judges should be glad I didn't get to plan N or onward as those involve either killing the dragon, a bit of dark magic, or both, usually both. Still, with that I listened as Fleur was sent out next as I ignored the nurse trying to make sure I was ok.


Sure the event wasn't all that bad ass or anything but I mean, why try fighting a dragon when it can be avoided by just playing it a bit smarter. Of course that lead to much annoyance as smart doesn't make for good entertainment and as such Kyu had wasted through half his plans before he found one that would work for him. Anyway, See ya.