authnote. so i read this story on here by whitsie and i really liked the concept, but thought the charecter reactions were too unrealistic. by all means go check out his version of this for the fan service right off the bat. this is my take on his story so there will be similarities but over all many differences.

summary: so what would have happened if the goblet was confounded to do more then just put Harry in the TriWizard tournament? what if it made a soul bound contract between our four champions? the answer is a path that not even a those with the gift of sight and prophocey could have predicted. HP/FD/VK/CD pairing, seeer Harry, strong beast familiar.

disclamar: I do not own harry potter or any other fandoms used in this story. I only own characters I created. all harry potter properties used in this story is owned by J.K. Rowling, pleas support the official realese.

Chapter one: I Now Pronounce You Husband, Husband, Husband, and Wife

The room that the three champions sat in was filled with a tense silence, which made it easy to hear the approaching footsteps from down the hall. It didn't take long for the sound to reach the room the triwizard champions occupied, with all of them to the new appearance in the room. This newcomer being one extremely nervous Harry James Potter, it only took a few seconds of eye contact before the occupants of the room had their lives changed forever.

Just as Cedric was about to ask the young man if he was there to collect them for tournament business, a golden light began to light up the room. Having been to more than a few weddings in his lifetime, Cedric knew what this light ment. In his experience it had never been this bright, and never between so many people, but what was happening was unmistakable. One thing, and one thing only was running through the mind of one Cedric Diggory.

'oh shit.'

Similar thoughts ran through two of the other three occupants in the room. With Fleur being, visibly, just as distraught as Cedric was, if not more so. With her father just recently winning his race for the minister of magic in France. This tournament was not only her opportunity to gain the acknowledgement of her peers, and no longer be labeled as 'just a pretty face.' This was also her chance to step out of her father's political shadow. Fleur was never more than the daughter of Jean-luc Delacour, the rising star within the French ministry.

Well that is until she had reached puberty, now she was 'The hot daughter of Jean-luc Delacour the French Minister of Magic', and that angered her. Her name usually an afterthought for the people of france, if they hadn't forgone mentioning it all together. Her frustration with this situation often times being placed on her parents, namely her father. Fleur had grown up with her having to take a back seat to her father's political need, so it was no surprise that her train of thoughts on this situation with to how this would affect her father's career.

'Oh God, papa will have a lot of backlash in the press about this, how am I going to even tell him? I know I need to tell him about this before anyone else can.'

Viktor had to be the least shaken by this sudden turn of events, not really showing much of any reaction really. Yeah he has his own surprise with being suddenly 'married' to his fellow competitors and this child, but if he was honest with himself. It wasn't a totally unwelcomed. Being an international quidditch player left little if any time really to have a personal life, that including dating of any kind. The few dates he did have ended in one of two ways, either him going home alone after a very terrible night out. Or, and this was his favorite way to end a night, he brought someone home for 'company' through the night. His first few times having 'company' over was rather interesting to say the least.

The woman he had that night was rather beautiful, gorgeous even, which was what made him excited for the events to come. It was his first time after all, and on the way they had ran into some over excited fans of his. Two young men and a young lady all roughly his age stopped him and his date that night. Viktor for his part was doing his best to try and ditch these fans to get back to his evening, but the more he spoke with them, the hard it got to leave. It didn't take him long to realize that, not only were all three of his fans openly flirting with him in front of his date, but he was also flirting back. Hell even his date was getting in on the fun and was flirting as well. One thing led to the other, and before he knew it, his first time having sex wound up being his first oragy.

'If what is happening is real, which I can't believe it is, I guess I could do worse.' thought Viktor with a simple shrug of the shoulders.

However Harry was much different from the other three in the room, a look of total confusion and slight apprehension on his face. By the way the other three people were reacting, he could tell it was a BIG deal. Those thoughts wouldn't be pondered on because just as sudden as it came to life. The golden light that bathed the room died out, leaving the 4 chosen champions with a slight golden hue.

"What in the world was that?" Harry asked, seeing as by the looks on everyone's faces. He was the only person in the trophy room who didn't know what was going on. His eyes scanned the room hoping for someone to answer his question so he knew what the hell that was just now. Or why everyone seemed to be glowing like glow Sticks under back light. When his eyes met Fleur, she seemed to be lost in her own world. Seething with anger and mumbling in her native language, it was clear she wasn't even paying attention. When he looked to Cedric, he seemed like he had saw Nearly Headless Nick for the first time. He was as pale as any of the house ghost and he, like Fleur, was simply post in his own world. Mumbling on about something Harry couldn't hear.

"It was a magical binding of the soul, something done only in marriage and even then not as often as you think." Viktor spoke up with a heavy accent answering Harry's question for him. His voice was enough to bring the other two out of there shock enough to engage in the current conversation. However before anyone could comment further the light had completely faded away from them, and the heads of each school came charging through.

"Harry! Did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire!?" Dumbledore raced into the room where the champions occupied, he spoke just as frantic as the way he came in.

"n-no sir." Harry answered his headmaster with a stutter, being startled by the way he was asking this question.

"Did you get one of the older kids to do it for you!?" He now asked, hoping that if he pressed the issue, he would find the answer to why Harry's name was pulled.

"no sir." Harry answered again, this time with a firmer tone in his voice, as to sound more sure of himself and his answers. He knew the more nervous he sounded the more the other would think he was lying.

"Of course he is lying!" madam Maxime stated passionately, as she glided into the room with grace and ease. Which for a woman her size, was a rather impressive thing to do.

"As much as i would love to point out how absurd that is, seeing as how he is a fourth year student. Who you are accusing of bewitching a magical object thousands of years older than him," Moody said gruffly, adding his two sense "but this room was just bathed in gold light a few moments ago. Anybody want to hazard a guess on why?" He finally asked, facing the others into the room.

"Viktor said it was some soul binding ritual or something." Harry offered out tentatively.

"Absurd, the Goblet only binds wizards and witches to the contract of the triwizard tournament." replied Snape from a corner of the room, his tone not different than the one he used in his potions lecture.

"that's correct Mr. Potter. The Goblet of Fire was created to select champions to compete in the trials of the triwizard tournament. There is no way possible it could enact something as powerful, extensive, and delicate as a soul bind. Much less performing it on the likes of four separate individuals." this was Harry's head of house Minerva Mcgonagall who spoke from just behind his head master.

"I'm afraid that's not entirely true professor," Barty Crouch said deciding now was better time than any to rest both issues. "the Goblet predates the tournament by a few hundred years. The Goblet was supposedly a magical object used by magical creatures of intelligence and wizards. It was used to strike magical deals and contracts of all kinds before it fell into the hands of Merlin who created the triwizard tournament contract. This contract is magically binding and cannot be broken." He paused here looking like a tired man out of options. "Now contract stroke by the Goblet can be undone without the loss of one's magic. As of tonight we not only have a fourth champion, but the first ever multi person soul bond." the minister official finished his statement with nothing short of awe in his voice.

To say the four teens were floored was the understatement of the millennium for sure. All of the young adults had, more or less, the same reaction to the news. Viktor was calm, well the most calm of the four, get still wore a face of complete and utterly shock. Fleur seemed to be a mixture of livid and despair, while Cedric still had a frightened look to him and as pale as when this whole conversation started. Harry however was completely terrified, not only was he entered into a tournament that would no doubt kill him. He was now MARRIED to his competition, all THREE of them. There was a long pause before hogwarts headmaster spoke up.

"I see that you four are distraught with the current situation you find yourselves in, however I ask if you could please bear with me for a few moments longer? I would like to call for our resident healer madam Pomfrey to run some basic test, to insure there were no negative side effects that came along with the bonding." Dumbledore said in his grandfatherly tone. Taking the silence in the room as consent he sent Severus to go get madam Pomfrey from the infirmary.

It didn't take long for the potions master to get the medwitch, once she got there she got right to work doing a basic diagnostic spell. Once she was satisfied that all her charges were in no medical danger she addressed the bonded.

"I must say a four way soul bond is something I had no idea could ever happen. My husband and I performed one some years ago when we were married, so I know a few things that may occur with the four of yours bond. However this is all new territory, it seems that you four will need to be within close proximity for the bond to reach completion. You will all need to at least share a living quarter for at least a month or two." she said to them firmly "feel free to come to me with any questions you may have about the bond of if any changes occur. I'm sorry but I'm afraid that is all I can do for now." madam Pomfrey finished telling them what she could do, and offering her sympathy before she left.

The Dumbledore thanked her for her service on her way out before a dressing the room once more.

"I will send house elf's to retrieve each of your belongings and put them in your new living space we will have set up. It will only be a few moments till it is all ready for you four, I will give you all the information on the first task tomorrow afternoon. I will leave today to let this information sink in and for you four to begin getting acquainted. For now, we will leave you all to your bonded, I shall send a house elf when your new room is ready for you." and with this parting words Albus Dumbledore, and everyone else but the four bonded vacated the room.

A very awkward silence once again fell upon the room, no one knowing how to break the ice in this situation. Being the calmest person of the four Viktor took it upon himself to start conversation.

"Are you two okay?" He asked to his new 'husbands', his Bulgarian accent ever present in his voice. Cedric was first to answer.

"Yeah I think so, just a lot to take on at the moment I suppose." He stated simply, he had gained some color back in his face, and the fear he had lessened significantly. However he was still quite shaken by the turn of current events, so much so an explosive sigh escaped his lips as he sat back in his chair. Running a hand through his dirty blonde locks he spoke again forcing his voice into a more relaxed tone.

"If I knew this was going to come along with being a champion, I would have thought twice on putting my name in." Once Fleur heard this she joined the conversation as well.

"It was because of the meddling of that little boy over there that has us in this situa-" that's as far as she got in her own personal tirade before she felt the sting of her own words. She felt a washcloth of emotions flow through her, emotions that were definitely not hers. A quick glance to the others two and she could tell, Viktor and Cedric could feel it as well. All eyes now fell to Harry, only not to see a skittish fourteen year old boy, but full blown anger resembling that of a seasoned wizard.

"I didn't ask for fame, fortune, or glory of any kind, I never wanted it. I wanted a normal life, I wanted to go to school and meet nice people, make friends. I wanted to be a kid, I want to be a teenager. Most of all I wanted my parents, but I didn't get anything I wanted. Instead I got to be an orphan and live with horrible people, I got to be clueless on magic until my tenth birthday. The first year I came here was hell! Everyone wanting to meet me, see me like I was a tourist attraction, every adult fawning over me and every kid I met asking the same stupid question. 'can I see your scar?' I mean-" and just as he was about to continue he saw them all make a quick glance towards his scar. More furry then he had before surged through him now. 'REALLY!?' Harry thought.

"HERE!!!" he screamed to them, lifting the hair from his forehead to show his scar. He was about to continue on, but at that moment dobby popped in to gather them.

"Mr. Harry Potter's room is ready for him and his bonded." dobby said, seeming oblivious to the previous tension in the room. Sighing in defeat and fatigue Harry simply nodded and walked his way over to dobby, just wanting today to be over with. It took a little bit, but one by one the others all made there way over to the little house elf to go to there new living quarters for the year. Each one completely drained from the emotional roller-coaster that was today, and as they were whisked away to there new room. They hoped a good night's rest would help make everything easier to deal with in the morning.