Children of Prophecy

by WayfinderRinku

Harry Potter ended up on Gaia after the death of his family. Now, there is a goblet and a headmasters saying he has to compete in a tournament. He just wants to go back to his brother. And who is the blonde girl with the aura of an Ancient? "Even if the marrow is barren of promise, nothing shall forsake my return."

3. The Goblet

Children of Prophecy

Harry Potter/Final Fantasy VII

Pairings: Genesis/Sephiroth, Harry/Luna

Warnings: Cursing and violence

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Final Fantasy VII.

Chapter count: 3/?

Spells

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Henri found himself inside of a great hall.

"Harry Potter?" The old man repeats. Henri sneers at seeing the old man's clothes. 'It looks like he was drunk or something when he put them on.'

"Who is Harry Potter?" Henri asks.

"You are Harry Potter." The old man saids.

"I am not."

"You appeared here after your name came out of the Goblet."

"I am not this Harry Potter."

"Either way, you must head to where the other champions had already gathered."

"Who are you?"

"Me, I am Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, and host of a plethora of titles but you can call me Professor Dumbledore."

"Why do you say you are not Harry Potter?" A greasy haired man asks.

"Because I'm not. I'm Henri Rhapsodes."

"Regardless of what you may call yourself, please head to the chamber where the other champions are."

Henri heads to the chamber and meets the other champions.

"Do they want us out there?(Note: I don't write accents) a girl with silver-blonde hair asks.

"Don't know." Henri replies.

"Meet the fourth champion, Harry Potter!" A pudgy man saids joyfully.

"A fourth champion? This little boy!" The same girl saids.

"I'm not the fourth champion." Henri saids.

"Your name came out of the Goblet, lad." A person with a patchwork face saids.

"Obviously, it seems Potter has the same distaste for authority that his father did." The greasy haired man said.

"I'm not a Potter."

"Then who are you?" A boy asks with yellow trim on what looks like a bathrobe.

"I am Henri Rhapsodes not this Harry Potter you keep calling me." He saids pulling on what his brother taught him.

"You will need to participate in the Triwizard Tournament." The joyfully man saids.

"I don't want to."

"When your name is put in the Goblet, it created a magical contract. I'm afraid that to keep your magic, you must participate." Professor Dumbledore saids.

"Fine."

"Please follow me, Mr. Potter."

"It's Mr. Rhapsodes but fine."

He and Professor Dumbledore head to a tower.

"Where are we?"

"Ah, this is Gryffindor Tower. You will be staying here for your time here."

"Do I have to?"

"It would do well for you to make friends here."

"We'll discuss this tomorrow."

Professor Dumbledore saids the password and they enter the room.

"That's where you will be staying." Professor Dumbledore saids pointing to a set of dorms.

"Fine but I do want to discuss this tomorrow."

"As you wish."

Professor Dumbledore leaves and Henri walks up the stairs and opens the door.

"I will be staying here for this night only." Henri saids before claiming a bed and lays on it.

"And what makes you think you will be staying here for a single night?" A red head asks rudely.

"I talked to Professor Dumbledore about it. Good night," and with that Henri falls asleep.