Ascending Destiny 6/?
Chapter VI
REVELATIONS
Author Name- Jalkin
Email- Uncaescobar@aol.com
Catagorey- Action/Adventure, Romance
Key Words- Slash, Special Powers, Prophecies, Angst, Violence, Triads.
Disclaimer- This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Spoilers- All Books!
Summary- When a bloody Severus Snape knocks on Harry's door, a tale unfolds as Voldemort finds competition for world-take-over, the gang develops unusual powers, and prophecies are fulfilled. All this with a love triangle, the Triwizard tournament, the Founder Artifacts, a devious Hermione Granger and the redefining of the magical world…
A/N- Hmmm… I am sad; I only have 19 reviews and over 800 hits! Is there something wrong with the review button? Grrr… And if I don't get the first names of teachers right don't yell, just let me know and I'll change them! And just so you know, the illustrious Jedi Ginny created Adamo Redamo, it is also the name of her fic, which is FANTASTIC you should go read it NOW! But first finish this. If you can, this is my longest chapter yet. And if you spot any inconsistencies with the story let me know.
Harry sighed as he navigated the halls of Hogwarts. Seamus wasn't speaking to him. It hadn't taken much to figure out what Seamus was angry about, after all, Harry wasn't that dumb. But now he couldn't get the boy alone to explain what had really gone on between him and Neville.
Ron and Hermione exchanged a worried glance. Both of them had known Harry long enough to tell what sort of mood he was in. This was one of his "I'm having love problems" quiets.
"Uhm, Harry?" Hermione gently asked. Harry's head shot up.
"Huh? What?" He shot back a little to quickly.
"Uhm, Harry, well, alright who is it?" Hermione finally decided to screw tact and go for the gold.
"Who's what? I don't know what you mean?" Harry said innocently. Ron rolled his eyes behind Harry's head.
"Ron don't roll your eyes." Harry snapped. "Seriously though what are you talking about?" Hermione gestured to Ron. Ron nodded; he never was very good at digging deep into Harry's psyche. Hermione would figure out what was troubling his friend. He walked to Charms wondering just what Hermione would find out.
"Alright Harry, spill." Hermione said. Harry looked around nervously. Knowing that Ron wasn't there he felt, naked somehow. There was no telling what Hermione would do to him if they were alone. Hermione always got what she wanted.
"Hermione, I-"
"Cut the crap Harry, tell me now." And she fixed him with a compelling gaze.
"Hermione, isn't time for your arithmancy class?" Harry said weakly.
"No, especially considering we were on our way to charms." She bit out. "Now tell me before this gets ugly." She snapped. Harry suddenly got angry.
"Why the hell can't you stay out of my love life?" Harry shouted. Hermione didn't even blink.
"Because otherwise you're too incompetent to handle it, guys can't handle relationship troubles." Well then I'm in deep shit Harry thought and then went cold as he watched Hermione twitch.
"So…" She started and suddenly Harry wanted to get out of there-
"Don't you move a muscle Harry James Potter!" She exclaimed. Harry froze. "Now, tell me all about it my lad, and I want details." She said, an evil glint in her eyes. Suddenly Harry was tired of this game.
"I'm sorry Hermione, but I'm not going to tell you anything." She sighed.
"But you and Seamus would look so cute together…" She trailed off, watching his reaction. Harry goggled and his eyes widened.
"How did you- what the- dear sweet." Suddenly Harry looked frightened, what if she told everyone. Hermione began laughing.
"I was right!" She then did a little jig, and Harry felt his second great surprise that day. Hermione was never this open or excited about anything!
"Sooo… Now that we've got that cleared up you can tell Ron and we can help you out." She smiled. Harry looked at her strangely.
"What makes you think he'll accept me? Ron shoots like a straight arrow-" Harry was interrupted.
"For a straight arrow it has a damn crooked path." Hermione put in. And suddenly Harry's day was much brighter. He wouldn't have felt so happy if he'd known what was going to happen in charms… But he did decide to get his revenge on Hermione.
"So you want details do you?" She nodded anxiously, and got a whole lot more than she expected. In the end she never could look at socks the same again.
"Well class now we will test the Tutamen Incendia charm." Professor Flitwick said. With that he divided the room up into pairs to test the fireproofing charm. Harry was glad he was with Hermione, but when he saw Seamus paired with Neville he froze. He made a move to go over there but Professor Flitwick told him to get to work. They would practice first with candle flames, set the charm on the other person and then they would hold their finger close to the candle. There were quite a few yelps coming from around the room.
"Hey Seamus." Neville said cheerfully. He of course had no idea what was going on between Harry and Seamus, and therefore didn't know he'd done something that looked, wrong.
"Hello Neville." Seamus said, his voice was flat, emotionless. Neville looked at him in confusion. Suddenly Seamus knocked over one of the bowls of oil that they would use later to simulate a hotter flame. It hit the candle and sent flames all over Neville. Neville screamed and Seamus suddenly was casting the charm. Neville felt the heat stop but it still hurt…
"What just happened here?" Professor Flitwick asked.
"I knocked the oil over Professor, let me take Neville to the infirmary, it's all my fault." Seamus put some of himself into the voice, making it seem normal, more full of emotion. Flitwick nodded and Seamus left, supporting a moaning Neville. Harry was about to ask if he could go to the bathroom but Hermione beat him to it. Flitwick told her she could if she could cast the spell. She did so quickly and Harry did too, since they knew the charm he let Hermione go and set Harry to working with Ron and Lavender.
But Harry was still worried about what Hermione would say, and worse what Seamus might do…
"You bastard." Seamus slammed Neville into the wall. "How dare you take Harry away from me." He snarled into Neville's face. Neville panicked, he'd been beaten up before and then he broke down, he shoved Seamus away and felt intense emotion flowing through him. Images of his dead grandmother… His broken parents…
Seamus caught him in a left hook, and Neville tasted the coppery flavor of blood as pain blossomed like a cruel rose in his face. His burns hurt and his head hurt…
"You sick fuck, I don't to ever see you near Harry again-" Harry, Harry had helped him and understood him and now her was being taken away? All of his life Neville had been walked on, had his parents taken from him, had his gran taken from him, he would not have the one person that might understand what he had been through away from him!
"Get away!" Neville shouted and Seamus found himself flying away from Neville as if smack by a giant hand. He landed in a crumple on the ground, and Neville heard a gasp. Hermione had seen the whole thing.
Voldemort jerked back, what the hell was that? Then his sense detected what he had feared, what he had tried to prevent, what had almost worked… He screamed in sudden rage and Wormtail cowered before his angered master.
That sense of power, she'd never dreamed that one of them would return. She grasped her forearm, it still hurt from the melding but now she was near invincible. Even a Sorcerer would be no match for her now. Not even one such as this. And when the rest of them became melded as well… She grinned, things were so close to falling into place.
Harry gasped as he felt pain and a sudden fire rip into his mind. Then his scar burned and seared his brain in agony. He collapsed with one loud scream.
Harry blinked as he woke up, he blinked a lot actually, it had a kind of strobe light effect. He heard a muffled shouting match outside the room. He opened his eyes only to see Ron finally shove past Madam Pomfrey and run into see Harry.
"Harry, I- Are you?" The question trailed off and Madam Pomfrey looked furious.
"Yeah, I'm alright, thanks Ron." Harry replied.
"Now get out of my infirmary!" Madam Pomfrey shouted. "It's bad enough you three come in here every few weeks and that Ms. Granger won't leave, now both of you get out!" She pointed thunderously to the door. Harry noticed Hermione was asleep in a chair next to him. Ron sighed. He picked up Hermione and carried her out. After he left Madam Pomfrey began rushing around and rearranging things.
"Excuse me?" Harry asked. She stopped and came over.
"Yes Harry?" She replied. She'd gotten to know and like The Boy Who Lived, although she thought of him more as That Cute Harry Potter Who's Always Injuring Himself. Harry was very handsome, and Madam Pomfrey was reminded very much of Lily Evans whenever she looked into Harry's eyes.
"Can I get up and walk around for a bit?" Harry felt the need to stretch.
"Yes you can, Albus will be coming up here to talk to you soon." She said.
"Thank you Madam Pomfrey." He said. She waved her hand.
"Please Harry call me Poppy, I've known you long enough and gotten you through enough scraps call me by first name." Harry felt oddly touched.
"Thank you Ma- Poppy." He said. She smiled and left to go do something else. But before she left she turned to him. "You can visit Mr. Longbottom or Mr. Finnegan is you want." She gestured to her left at another room. Harry nodded.
After she left he steeled himself and opened the door. Inside he saw Seamus lying on the bed, his head in a bandage and his eyes wet with tears. He looked at Harry and the tears faded to anger.
"You-." Seamus was incoherent with rage. Harry held up a hand.
"Hear me out Seamus, please listen to my story before you judge me." Although it's a little late for that. But to his surprise Seamus stayed quiet. And so Harry told him what had happened to Neville. By the end of it Seamus looked horrified.
"All this time, he never told us, oh god what did I do?" His voice cracked and suddenly Harry was holding him. Seamus clung to Harry, and then pushed himself off the bed. But he couldn't maintain his balance. Harry swiftly caught him and lifted him up. Since there was only one more room Harry carried Seamus in there.
Harry then conveyed Seamus over to Neville's sleeping form. And for a time he just held Seamus to him, and sucked in the warm comforting feeling that comes when you're held. Seamus sighed and pushed Harry away, and this time he could stand. He cleared his throat awkwardly.
Neville gave a shout of surprise when he woke up to see Seamus' face in front of his. Seamus jerked back, embarrassed and flustered. Seamus thought a lot, but he never showed his introspective side to his friends, he always hid it behind a veneer of laughter and comedy. But now… Seamus felt deeply sorry for what he'd done.
"Uhm, Neville, I uh, I'm really sorry for what happened and you see the reason I blew up was that…" He trailed off. Neville nodded.
"I forgive you." And at that moment something seemed to snap and the tension was gone. Harry sighed and held Seamus close to him. Neville's eyes widened as he realized just how close Seamus and Harry were. Harry blushed but Seamus smiled impishly. Then Neville laughed.
"You two?" HE said, and then continued laughing as if this was a great joke. As soon as that happened though the laughter turned to small tears. "All this fucking time…" He trailed off. Then he chuckled bitterly. "And all this time I thought you wouldn't accept me because I was gay." His chuckled turned rueful.
"Well now you know better silly." Seamus said. "And now that that's cleared up Harry I want you to ravish me in the other room." Harry blushed and hung his head; did Seamus know that was exactly what he wanted to do?
"Well get to it then, don't let me hold you back!" Neville said holding his hands up in innocence. Harry smiled sheepishly and fled with Seamus. Neville sank into sleep, feeling more at peace with himself than ever before.
"Really Albus what are you saying?" Flitwick asked.
"I'm saying that Neville Longbottom is a Sorcerer." Dumbledore replied smoothly. You could hear a pin drop in the silence that followed.
"Well that explains his ineptitude at wand magic, but why hasn't he displayed the gift before now?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"It is my belief that Voldemort placed a bind on him, but although I cast protections on Neville sealed with my blood and his parents, Voldemort placed a block on him using his parents' torment as a way into Neville's gift." Dumbledore paused for a breath.
"Now I must ask your patience, this year will be a trial by fire, a trial which will in the end fulfill the prophecy Professor Trelawney made to me so many years ago." Dumbledore put a special emphasis on the word professor as if to remind certain people that she indeed was a teacher and had credentials.
"The fates have also spoken to me in regards to what may happen, this year, in addition to-" She stopped for a second and then her eyes rolled back into her head and her body shook as a great deep voice intoned a message.
"Blood of the crossbreed, ignite the fire
Mind of the Sorcerer fuel the flame
The forgetting guide from whence
Shall come a spring of knowledge
And the ever servant
Become a hunter.
The book of Ravenclaw
In the hands of the Creator
The Chalice of Slytherin
In the hands of the Half Breed
The Gauntlets of Hufflepuff
In the hands of the Friend
The sword of Griffyndor
In the hand of the Traitor
And the first step is taken by the lightning boy.
Trelawney looked around as she woke up. "What is everyone looking at?" She asked. Everyone looked at her in astonishment, except for one person…
"Well that's three Sybil, so I guess I owe you a raise." Dumbledore muttered.
"Hey Ginny!" Hermione said. Ginny looked up from her potions homework. She smiled inwardly at Hermione, she looked really nice tonight… Ginny quickly pushed that thought to the back of her head.
"Yeah 'Mione?" She responded.
"You'll never guess what I just found out!" Hermione squeaked. Ginny suddenly was interested, even as she watched Hermione's face expand in happiness.
"What?" She asked, but she was entranced by Hermione's lips, her smell…
"Harry and Seamus are together." Hermione whispered. This shocked Ginny out of her shell.
"WHAT?" She yelled. Several people looked up at her and she blushed. Hermione made a shushing motion with her hand.
"Not so loud, but yes, isn't that cute?" She asked. Ginny smiled.
"Oh yes, that's perfect!" She said. Harry and Seamus… Harry was a dashing sort of handsome, he wasn't hot, but was rather very attractive. She wasn't quite sure of the difference but it was there. And Seamus was a cute fun loving attractive and playful, he and Harry were great for each other.
"So you're ok with those two then?" Hermione asked.
"Of course, why wouldn't I be?" Ginny responded.
"I don't know, just wondering…"
"Hey guys!" Ron said loudly. Harry looked at the Griffyndor table, smiling in a the way that people smile when they are experiencing "afterglow." Hermione started laughing and Ginny found she couldn't look at Seamus. Ron looked questioningly at them. Harry shrugged and sat down at the table with Neville and Seamus. Soon they were stuffing their faces, asking about what had happened while they were gone. Nobody said anything about Harry's scar, which, although he couldn't see it at the time, had pulsated with a bright light just before he collapsed.
After lunch Harry went to his next class, Advance Defense Against the Dark Arts. Hermione and surprisingly Parvati were with him.
"Come on guys, let's see what this class is made of." Parvati said. Harry gaped at her, what was with everyone this year.
"We're growing up Harry, everything's changing." Hermione intoned and Lavender nodded. Harry shook his head, what was it with the most profound revelations being the simplest? But still since when had Parvati been good in DADA?
"My father's an Unspeakable so I've always known a little more than the average witch about some things." She said this with a wink. Parvati's dad was an Unspeakable? That made little sense but at this point in his life Harry took such things for granted. They went into class. They were early.
"Well, well, well, come have a seat Mr. Potter, you too Ms. Granger. And Ms. Patil would you please get me that box from the back of the room?" Parvati nodded.
"Accio." She said and when it got close to her she flicked her wand to the desk. The box settled down, it was no larger than a breadbox.
"Thank you m'dear, now please take a seat." Soon the class of three was joined by a wary Draco Malfoy and an interested Parma Patil. The two sisters smiled at each other and Draco warily sat down in a chair.
"Well hello Mr. Malfoy, Ms. Patil number two, now if all of you would sit down I have something to say to you." Ms. Figg looked at the five of them.
"This is an advanced class, here you will learn everything that is learned in the basic DADA class, but here we will go far more in depth into everything. I expect you to meet here on Saturdays for an interactive lesson. The five of you were chosen out of your entire grade for this class. You all have the stamina and skill to become great Aurors." She paused for a moment and her eyes flickered between Harry and Draco.
"I have great expectations of you all, because of the small class size don't bother with raising hands or anything, please call me Arabella, and don't be afraid to ask questions, as long as they aren't stupid ones." She gazed at them all levelly and Harry chuckled.
"So, I know you covered the three most popular Unforgivable Curses, basic Dark creatures, but you know little of dueling and more dangerous Dark creatures." She paused and swished her wand. "I don't know if you are aware of my track record, I come from Slytherin, greatest of the Hogwarts four indeed." Everyone but Draco stiffened and bit back retorts. Arabella smiled.
"So you guys will put up with a lot of crap, good, you'll need to. I don't intend to patty cake the world for you." She paused. "So you know Avada Kedavra, Imperius and Crucio. You do not know Adamo Redamo, nor do you know Ligo Cognatus, you do not know any of the Inficio hexes. You don't know any number of lesser Dark spells. You do not know how to defend yourself without a wand. You do not know how to use Muggle weapons. You do not know how to duel. Now you may know any of these things I just mentioned, but by the end of this year you will eat sleep and breathe Defense Against the Dark Arts." She finished her lecture, a small glint in her eyes.
"By the end of the day I want a list of all the Inficio Hexes, which you think is the worst and why." She flicked her wand and a textbook appeared on each desk.
"These are your books, use whatever resources you can for this class, if you cheat I won't punish you if you don't get caught until after the fact. This is not school anymore, this is life. Life has no rules, therefore this class has no rules, as long as I don't catch you." She was definitely smiling now. "This is the beginning of your true potential and power. Don't disappoint me." Harry felt a chill run down his spine. Her look was definitely gleeful now, and that evil glint… She laughed suddenly.
"As an extra credit assignment, tell me how to defeat a wizard or witch trying to hit you with the Avada Kedrava curse. I want a full battle plan, now get to it." And that was the first class.
"Oh my lord, she's worse than Moody." Padma whispered on their way out. They heard a cackle.
"Oh I do hope so child, after all Alastor is only a Griffyndor." Draco snorted at that and smiled.
The group walked a little ways; they were still in a partial daze after that class and paid no attention to whom they were walking with. At least all but one… Draco was happily staring at Harry's swaying backside… And then just as suddenly stopped.
"Well we have to go to Potions so by Pad." Parvati said and her sister smiled and dashed down another hallway. The four made their way to Potions. Soon Parvati leaned over and whispered something in Hermione's ear. Hermione laughed and whispered back. Harry shot them a glance and then one at Draco. He'd never noticed before, but Draco was fucking hot. Wow, I must either be the horniest man alive or I wasn't made for monogamy. It didn't bother Harry that he felt Draco was hot, it was lust not any other attraction. Draco was after all an evil bastard. Little did he know how much Draco's thoughts mirrored his own.
The four soon reached the door and went in. They were once again early, but Snape was already in there absentmindedly stirring something in a goblet. He looked up at them.
"What class did you all just come from?" Draco started; he'd never been on the receiving end of a short-tempered Snape.
"Advance Defense Against the Dark Arts." Hermione answered. Snape nodded, his eyes strayed briefly to Harry's scar, and then his eyes brightened.
"That's it!" He said and quickly rushed into his office. The four exchanged confused glances and then the three Griffyndors proceeded to ignore Draco.
"So Parvati how was your summer?" Harry asked politely.
"Certainly better than my Yule Ball experience last year." She said with a deadpan serious expression on her face. Hermione snickered which ruined the affect, so Parvati kicked Hermione in the shins. Harry flushed and murmured an apology.
"Not interested in girls are you Potter?" Draco drawled.
"Oh Draco, do you want to come snog with me? I know that the Astronomy tower is always empty at one o'clock." Harry said sarcastically. Parvati suddenly smiled dreamily.
"Wow, the two hottest guys in school snogging, what do you think Hermione? I think it'd be worth it." Hermione got an odd look in her eyes.
"Yeah…" And then she did something that seemed very odd to Parvati and Draco. "Say Harry are you wearing any socks." Harry snorted and began laughing hard, very hard. Then the rest of the class walked in. Soon the room was segregated as usual between Slytherin and Griffyndor. Ron sat down next to Harry.
"Wow, Professor Glassier is so cool." Ron said. Dean sat down behind Harry.
"Yeah he's great, we spent the first part of the class just learning hexes, we cast them on these dummies and we got to do some pretty cool ones." Dean said. Harry nodded.
"So how did ADADA go?" Ron asked, he wasn't jealous that Harry was in ADADA, he would need it, and Ron would still get a good education, but it did make him feel awkward and- Oh admit it Weasley, you're jealous again. I mean look at him, he's so modest and he doesn't even seem to understand when he's given these honors.
"It was, weird." Harry said. He told them all about what Arabella had told them, who was in the class and just how unusual it was. Ron's eyes widened incredulously when he heard Malfoy was in it and then the conversation was cut short as Snape walked in.
"Today we will be working on indicators, these are potions that can tell you what a substance is, diagnose a sickness, evil intent, love, just about anything there is an indicator. There are several key ingredients in an indicator, can anyone tell me what they are?" Snape as usual ignored Hermione's outstretched hand. "How about this, anyone aside from certain know-it-all female Griffyndors?" No one volunteered although Hermione sighed a little resigned sigh. It was always like this, Snape never gave her any respect, she always did everything letter perfect and right but all she would ever get would be a snort or sneer. She lowered her hand.
The action seemed to startle Snape, and the rest of the class, especially when Hermione, ignoring everyone else, got out a book and place it by her Potions textbook. She pulled open some parchment and looked around.
"Yes, what?" She asked. Snape rallied.
"Well since Ms. Granger has apparently decided to not share her wisdom with the class, do tell us what are the main and crucial ingredients in all indicator potions." Snape said, his voice and tone as oily as his hair.
"I forgot." Hermione said. The class and Snape took a mental step back.
"Forgot?" Snape said.
"Yes, my hand was in the air so long I forgot what I was going to say, I'm very sorry Professor it won't happen again." She said this without a trace of sarcasm, nothing but earnestness in her voice. Snape floundered around for a reason to penalize her but just gave up.
"Very well then, the three main ingredients are-" He paused. "I'd be writing this down it would be on your next test." Half the class scrambled for parchment.
Sometime later the class gathered all their notes together and left with Snape saying that they had no homework. Everyone was surprised, but hid it because if Snape got angry they might get homework anyways.
"So Harry, have a good day?" Seamus asked. Harry nodded listlessly. It was hard to concentrate when Seamus was gently rubbing his shoulders. Seamus smiled as he gently massaged Harry's back, he was so lithe and strong and warm… He saw Harry close his eyes and gently fall asleep. Seamus smiled and continued to massage him, just for the sake of touching him. He nearly jumped out of his skin when Ron Weasley walked in. Ron took one look at Seamus and Harry and smiled.
He gave one big incredibly suggestive wink and then turned right around and left. Seamus shook, what was it with people being so ok with Harry and him? His aunt was more than fine with it, he had come out to Dean, Neville was all good with it, Hermione was too, and Ron had just given him the same sort of reaction that Aunt Arabella had given him.
It wasn't that he wasn't grateful but it was so strange. Ah hell who cares, all that matters is Harry.
"Hermione." Ron's voice was soft, dangerous even. Hermione nervously turned around. "Why didn't you tell me?" Ron asked.
"Tell you what?" Hermione said. She glanced at the boy's room and suddenly knew.
"Well I- uh that is- well there was just no time and I forgot." She said defensively. Ron smiled and sat in her lap, sitting in the armchair with his legs over one arm and his back on the other.
"Well then my dear 'Mione, are they doing alright?" Hermione nodded.
"Now about you Ron, met anybody that strikes you?" Hermione said archly. Ron shrugged.
"You my lovely lady." He said. Hermione laughed and Ron gave her an offended expression. "Why Hermione, you wound me!" She laughed harder, the two of them were garnering quite a bit of attention by now. Parvati sauntered over.
"Well Hermione and Ron, I never would have guessed!" She said with fake astonishment. Then she rolled her eyes making both Ron and Hermione laugh. Parvati plopped down in a chair and looked at them.
"You two make me sick." She said, and then all three began to laugh. They laughed even harder as some third year squeaked and turned into a canary from eating one of the infamous Canary Creams that always "happened" to be lying around the dorm. Then the clock chimed for dinner.
The tables were laden with food, so Harry took it as his duty to empty them. Soon he and Seamus were engaged in an eating contest. The two just kept eating. Soon the rest of the Griffyndor table was staring at them.
"Where is it all going?" Ron said.
"I bet they have a black hole in their stomachs." Hermione intoned and all the Muggle knowledgeable kids chuckled. Ron looked confused.
"What do you mean a black hole?" Hermione smiled.
"Ron I didn't know you have an interest in high lever Muggle physics." Ron panicked.
"I- that is, well- no, and please don't explain anything to me either 'Mione." He tried to ward her off with his hands. Harry grinned as he reached for some water and accidentally knocked it over. It shattered but suddenly all the pieces froze, as did the water. They didn't freeze like ice or anything, just stopped moving. Harry looked at nervously along with Seamus, Ron and Hermione. Suddenly it fixed itself. Seamus noticed Neville was breathing heavily.
Then, he remembered, remembered that Neville had thrown him across the hall without his wand… That meant… He looked at Neville who returned his glance and nodded.
Now most wizards upon hearing that someone they knew was a Sorcerer would go into shock, call them out, or report them, do anything to somehow make sure that they were contained. But Seamus was not most wizards.
"That is so fucking cool." He whispered. Neville flushed.
"Excuse me everyone." Professor Dumbledore rose up. Everyone quieted down.
"This year we will once gain be holding the Triwizard Tournament. However it's name is no longer usable since this year another school will be joining us, a school from America. Durmstang and of course Beauxbatons will be joining us as well. The trials will be different this year and due to complications from last year we will be ever more diligent in preserving the safety of those competing." Dumbledore looked at the assembled students.
"This year will be unlike any other you have ever been in. I hope it will be a good one for you." And with that slightly unsettling statement, everyone retired to his or her dorms.
A/N- Oooh, what does that spell you ask? You'll have to wait, onto the shout outs!
Huw- what does that mean? "Nice jip"? I'm confused but thanks anyways.
Jona- Oh it only gets worse for dear Neville, but despite what you may think I am very fond of him. He will always be the Sorcerer in my stories.
Creamy Mimi- Well it wasn't that stupid was it? On second thought yes.
Myr- Once again, YOU ARE MY HERO! Do you want a prize? Well of course Harry doesn't get to explain till later, that would ruin the fight wouldn't it?