Rise of the Berserker

Chapter 1

(Hogwarts Great Hall, Year 4)

Everyone was looking at Harry, his name had come out of the Goblet of Fire. He was looking down, his eyes were shadowed. "Go to the back Potter!" Said Snape, Harry didn't say a thing. "I said; 'go to the back'!" Still nothing, the potions master got up and went to him the reached for him and Harry grabbed his wrist then squeezed. Snape was suddenly on his knees in pain. Then he looked into Harry's eyes and Snape felt fear of another person than the Dark Lord. Harry then grabbed the greasy-haired wizard by his hair, pulled him up, drew back his fist, and let go. The punch Harry delivered to Snape was so hard, he sent the man flying after caving his face in. Harry's top suddenly was torn off. He was only in a T-shirt now, and his arms were getting big. His hair was flying in an unseen wind his glasses were off of his face. His eyes were now a killing curse green. He just started to head to the head table, just then he was attacked by someone.

"How dare you!" Said the first recipient of the Darwin awards, Draco Malfoy. He had fired a jinx at him, it hit and did nothing to him. He looked at the boy and walked over to the table. He grabbed two Slytherins and tossed them over his shoulders. Then he reached for him, "Stay Away From Me!" He said and Harry attacked him. He punched Draco in the chest and threw him to the middle of the room. Then he grabbed Malfoy and started to punch him in the face, blood was flying and Harry was unleashing all of his anger on him. Draco was screaming like a little girl. Then he tossed him to the head table and wrapped his hands around Draco's neck and started to strangle him. The other students were trying to pull him off of the boy. But Harry wouldn't budge, it took his true friend, Neville Longbottom to pull him off.

"Harry, HARRY! Calm down!" He said, Harry let Draco go and the boy slid down. Then he screamed.

"Harry," said Dumbledore. "You have disappointed me…"

"Headmaster," said Neville. "You had best be quiet. I'm the only one right now keeping you breathing."

"Mr. Longbottom," said McGonagall. "Why do you say that?"

"I've read up on this," he said. "I'm not surprised you wouldn't see the signs. Harry's become a Berserker." The entire table paled.

"B-Berserker?" Said McGonagall.

"Yes ma'am, I don't know who had it but, I'm guessing it was Uncle James." Hermione and Ron looked clueless.

"Wait, what does that mean?" Asked Hermione.

"His magic is basically fed up with everything that had happened to Harry and now is empowering him."

"Is there a limit?"

"No." Just then Minister Fudge had gone over to arrest Harry for beating the unholy Hell out of Draco.

"Potter, you are under arrest!" He said, and for the first time since his name came out of that damn goblet he spoke.

"Why?" He said calmly, "you just want the money in my vaults. I don't think I'm going to finance your greed." Fudge got mad, "you and Dumbledore knew this was going to happen. My name comes out and I act like the good little boy and die for you because I don't have a will, nor did you think I would be smart enough to claim myself head of the Most Ancient and noble house of Potter. I did it mentally while all you assholes were berating me for even having the gall, to tell the truth. 'Potter's an idiot, he won't name himself the head of the Potter clan. Even though his name came out of the goblet for an 'of age' event', right?" Fudge and Albus gulped. "Bagman over here don't care either, he just wants to be rich. Just like how he tricked the Weasleys at the Quidditch cup!" Bagman was now sweating, then he looked at Crouch. "And this Mother Fucker right here. YOU'RE LUCKY I DON'T DECLARE A BLOOD FEUD WITH YOU CROUCH! After What You Did To My Godfather!" Then he glared at Albus again, "Everything That Happened To Me Has Been YOUR Fault!" He started to get mad and go into the 'Berserker Rage'. Neville calmed him down. "You Knew Sirius Wasn't The Secret Keeper! Why Am I So Important To You? Why All The Damn Tests?" Albus just looked at him.

"Harry, You're upset. Why don't we just go to the back and…" He started.

"He's not going anywhere!" Said Fudge.

"Let me guess, except to Azkaban?" Said Harry, "so I was guilty ahead of time? Who told you? Malfoy?" Fudge just glared, "I am going to go to the press and tell the world how Wizarding Britain screws their people!"

"The Ministry owns the Prophet! So, your story isn't going to be told!"

"The Ministry doesn't own the Prophet. I do! Hello, Lord Potter. I got the title when my name came out of that damn goblet and you said I had to compete! Remember? But hey, the Prophet won't get the story. The rest of the world will and the ICW will probably have you for lunch. Your job, gone. You, in Azkaban. Like, right as I'm leaving. I'll be out before the ink dries." Fudge drew his wand and Neville shot it out of his hand.

"You'll pay for…!" He started when all of the sudden. Amelia Bones had walked into the Hall.

"Tell me I did not just see you about to fire on a student Corneilus?" She said as she was surrounded by Aurors. Fudge gulped, "well?"

"I am the Minister of Magic! Your boss!"

"Not if I send a letter to the ICW." Said Harry, "and if you threaten me. Not even Neville will stop me from making you an adorable hand puppet." Fudge gulped, "Nev, Katie, Alicia. Let's go to the back and talk to that moron Bagman." They nodded and walked to the antechamber with the other champions and their Headmasters.

(Antechamber)

Harry, Neville, Katie, and Alicia had walked in and the rest of the champions had seen them. Cedric had seen them, "Harry what is this about?" He asked. Just then Bagman had to open his mouth.

"Remarkable!" He said, "for the first time in years, there is a fourth champion in the Triwizard Tournament." Harry just glared at him. "Shutting up now."

"My name came out of the damn goblet." Said Harry.

"What was going on?"

"Let's see," said Neville. "Harry went beserk."

"What?" Karkarov got mad.

"So, Hogwarts gets two champions?" He said, Harry looked over at him. Neville had to hold him back.

"Headmaster Karkarov," said Katie. "I suggest you keep quiet. Because Harry's already pissed, and he's willing to go into the 'Berserker Rage'." Karkarov had seen it when he was a child and did not want to be the one that it was aimed at.

"Besides," said Harry. "I'm not going to represent Hogwarts. So you can rest easy, death eater!" Dumbledore had opened his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Harry my boy, but…" He started when all of the sudden the door opened and in stepped Amelia and she was with six people. They were part-African and part-Samoan. The first person was a sweetheart of a woman, had shoulder-length auburn hair, was 5 foot 8, she was very beautiful and shapely, she also had kind blue eyes. She was in a white blouse and capri pants.

The next was a young man, around 6 foot 7, 265lbs muscle, black hair in long braids and white streaks, and silver eyes. He was in a white tank top, black cargo pants, boots, and a vest. Then came his twin sister, who was a very beautiful young woman, dressed in a white T-shirt, jeans, and boots. Her hair was a caramel brown and she was buffed. Next was a young man, he had blue eyes and shoulder-length gray hair, not from stress or age, but from genetics. He was in a white 'wife beater' shirt, jeans, and Timberland boots. Next was a young woman with black hair and aqua-colored eyes. She was in a T-shirt, jeans, boots, and a white jacket. She was around 5 foot 8 and was buffed.

Lastly was a young man, bald, dressed in a T-shirt, jeans, boots, an overcoat, and a head rag. He was almost as tall as Adam and just as buffed. "Um, who might I ask are you my dear?" Said Dumbledore to the woman.

"My name's Regina Williams." She said, "I am the Headmistress of Williams International School for Magecraft. We are ICW sponsored and Lord Potter and his entourage are members of our school, now."

TBC

Note: Yes, I had put my OCs from 'Wedded Bliss' in this story at the end. They were planned.