Night from October 31st to November 1st, Gryffindor 4th year boys dorm

It was a very angry Harry that went to bed that night. When he finally entered his common room, he was instantly flooded by a wave of cheers and applause. He walked right into a full blown Gryffindor party, all of his house members were celebrating that Harry managed to trick the goblet and got entered in the tournament. Desperately, Harry tried and failed to make it clear that he didn't enter voluntarily. But his pleas were ignored. So Harry quickly left the common room and got into his dorm room. And there he was awaited, by his yearmates.

All four of them dug into him, asking him why he entered himself into the tournament and didn't tell them how he did. Again, Harry tried reasoning with them and said he didn't enter himself, but of course, he was ignored. After half an hour of arguing, Harry was sick of being called a cheat and a jerk. So he gave them all the finger, grabbed his cloak, map and broom and stormed out of the common room.

Ignoring the cries from Hermoine for him to wait, Harry slipped under his cloak, activated the map and, after a quick check of the surrounding corridors, opened a window and flew into the night. After a few minutes of quite aggressive flying around the castle, Harry landed on the roof of the great hall. He used a warming charm on himself plus a sticking and cushioning charm on the roof. An extra sticking charm to his shoes because he knows himself finished the job. Deciding that it wouldn't get better tonight, he lied down and after a few minutes of staring into the stars, fell asleep.

Dreamscape

Harry's eyes shot open. He was sitting leaning against something incredibly warm and fluffy. Before him was a beautiful city, flooded in the golden light of the evening sun. He looked around and quickly decided that playing board was the best thing to do right now. You see, the fluffy and warm thing Harry was leaning against was a giant grey wolf. The wolf was currently taking a nap, but according to the rapidly moving ears, it was ready to pounce should a threat or prey get near it. But quickly, a chuckle caught Harry's attention.

"I take it you like her son?" The voice of Artorias came. "He sure does, and Sif must like him too" replied the voice of Ornstein. Harry saw two figures standing before him. Both were imposingly tall, easily reaching about 8 ft in height. They were clad in beautiful sets or armour. The left one had golden armour, the helmet looked like the face of a lion. A long flowing red mane was attached to the helmet, making him all the more regal looking. And in his hands was a giant cross spear, at least 9 ft long. The right one was dressed in silver armour, with a blue cape around the shoulders. Harry wasn't sure if the blackness he saw below the visor was part of the helmet or a mask. This one held a great shield in the left hand, and a giant sword was swung over the right shoulder. "Sooooo~" said the voice of Ornstein mockingly "can you guess which one is which brother?" A chuckle followed that offending statement. Harry frowned and-forgetting the giant wolf behind him- picked up a stone and threw it at the head of the golden one. "Lion ring and looks like a lion? I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed but I'm not that stupid Ornstein"

Easily dodging the stone, Ornstein gave a mighty laugh, as well as Artorias. "Well spoken son. This is what we once looked like. And if I might, I'd like to introduce the fine lady to you" he pointed his sword at the wolf "This one serving as your backrest is Sif, the last of the great grey wolves. She is my loyal companion. Say hello girl!" At this, the giant wolf woke up, sprung to her feet and yowled loudly. Sif trotted over and nudged Artorias gently with her giant head. "Yes I love you too girl, but you still haven't said hello to my squire. Greet the boy if you please" chuckled Artorias. The wolf nodded and in a blink, she stood before Harry. Harry was shuffling nervously on his feet, unsure what he should do. Sif, on the other hand, was staring at Harry, taking in his scent and judging him. Seemingly satisfied, she barked happily and gave Harry a big lick with her tongue.

Laughing, Ornstein and Artorias led Harry towards a few chairs, where the three seated themselves. "Now brother, I'm sure you have a lot of questions" "You bet I have!" said Harry, eager to learn more about these two. He wasn't sure why, but he felt he could trust them with everything. "And we will answer all of them, my son. We already know everything about you, and by my honour as a knight, you will never ever go back to those bastards, you will never suffer again, all you will have from now on in life will be peace, freedom, friendship and love. That I promise you" "And now shoot brother, what are your questions?"

And so Harry began to ask. Who were they? The two strongest knights that have ever existed. When did they live? Aeons ago. Why were they helping him? Because it was the last order from their lord, to help, train and guide the one who was deemed worthy. How did the whole thing with the rings work? Strong souls have strong powers, and since both wore their rings for years, a part of their soul got sealed in the rings, but not as a way to immortality, more like an echo. What were his possibilities with the rings? Everything the two could do. He could even summon Sif if needed; they told Harry he even did it once, when he and Hermoine were cornered by Moony.

In the end, they told Harry that they will train him in his sleep, not directly physically, because how the hell should that work when he was sleeping? No, they would train him after knight codex, meaning sword-and spearmanship, normal and formal etiquette (that didn't really change over the aeons) and of course the high art of being polite and courteous with the ladies (Artorias insisted on this, and Harry was wondering if the imposing knight was a ancestor of his womanising godfather) And so, after a bit of teasing regarding Harry's encounters with two lovely blondes, and the promise to train his body in his free time, which he now had plenty of as a champion, Harry got ready to leave the two imposing knights. But when he turned around to walk? Out of the dream, someone new arrived.

A big black dog stood suddenly before Harry. It looked around confused, before spotting the two figures behind Harry. Baring its teeth, the dog jumped over Harry and started snarling and growling at the knights. Sif didn't like the fact that something so small dared to threaten her master, so she also jumped in front of her friends and growled back, but to her surprise, the dog didn't even flinch. "PADFOOT STOP!" Yelled Harry suddenly. The dog instantly broke the staring duel with Sif and walked towards Harry, who needed a few moments before he was able to recognize the dog. "You know this brave creature my son?" asked Artorias, his right arm was twitching, he was still unsure what the dog wanted here. "Yes, this is the animagus form of my godfather, Sirius Black, but I have no idea how he can be here" The dog simply grabbed Harry by the sleeve of his robe and dragged him towards a small figure standing in the distance. Ornstein, Artorias and Sif followed curiously.

Once they reached the figure, Harry saw that it was a Goblin. He stood there motionless and held up a small sign that read "Tomorrow 1:30 pm" Looking at Padfoot, Harry asked "Does this mean I should be at Gringotts tomorrow?" Happily nodding, Padfoot jumped up and licked Harry's face, threw a questioning glance towards the three other sentinel figures and gave Harry a look that said "You better explain" The raven-haired teen said "I will explain tomorrow, but so will you" giving one last bark, the dog faded from existence and Harry started waking up.

November 1st, great hall of Hogwarts

It was a very confusing sight for the majority of the Hogwarts inhabitants. Why? Well, the thing is, when the roof of the great hall got enchanted, it was mainly a see-through charm. Only on special occasions was the roof changed so it showed something special. And exactly that was the reason for the confusion. Because just above the golden throne where Dumbledore was currently sitting, lay a sleeping Harry Potter. All shouts to him were useless, so now the students went back to their breakfast, occasionally glancing up to the sleeping Gryffindor. "LOOK!" Came a sudden shout from Hermoine. All eyes shot up to Harry, who was starting to move.

Harry had a morning ritual when he was at Hogwarts. After waking up, his body was normally in autopilot mode because his brain needed about 5 minutes to boot up. So everything he did in those 5 minutes were intuitive movements that were always the same. Let's see what they were. The student body saw how Harry sat up, facing the giant door. Reaching down, his left hand vanished in his pants while his right and moved away, fumbling around a bit before moving to his face. With his left hand still in his pants, he stood up and stretched. Now all the boys and men realised what he was doing. Harry was scratching his balls, something the girls weren't able to understand. Seemingly finished, he made his way to the toilet, or where he thought the toilet was. Fifteen steps forward, turning right, another ten steps, turning left and letting it flow. So he did this. But he wasn't standing in front of the loo, he was standing directly above Dracon Malfoy. The hall erupted in laughter, the image of Harry Potter pissing "on" the head of the blonde Malfoy heir was something they all committed to their memory.

Finishing, Harry scratched his butt and turned around. And at that moment, his brain was finished booting up, because everyone could see his eyes widening, before he quickly looked down. He cast a quick tempus spell and after the numbers told him the time, he face palmed. Then he was seemingly lost in thought, before he quickly grabbed his broom, stuffed something in his pocket and then he flew away, roughly in the direction of London. After a few seconds he was out of sight and now the murmuring started.

Diagon alley, Gringotts, 1:20 pm

Panting slightly, Harry got off his broom and pulled his invisibility cloak off. He decided that this was easily one of the most fun things he ever did, flying at max speed non stop for nearly three hours. Straightening his robe and trying to tame his hair a bit, he walked up the stairs into Gringotts. Once he was inside, he saw that outside of the holidays, there was much less business in the bank. The goblins were calmly counting Galleons or scribbling on some parchments. Walking up to a goblin who just finished counting and was now looking at him, Harry spoke in a calm voice "Hello sir, my name is Harry Potter" The goblin stared at Harry and replied "And what are you doing here Mr. Potter? You should be in school if I'm not mistaken" Harry's eyes widened, he quickly tried to find some legit excuse before the goblin chuckled. "I'm sorry, I was just allowing myself a small joke. I take it you're here for your appointment?" Harry nodded and the goblin sprang down from his chair. "Then please follow me Mr. Potter. My name is Stonefist and it is my pleasure to guide you" "Thank you Stonefist, but please call me Harry" The Goblin nodded and led Harry down the labyrinthine corridors of the famous bank. While they were walking, Harry and Stonefist had a pleasant conversation, mostly smalltalk but still. The Goblin was very surprised when it was the wizard who started the conversation and even more when he realised how polite he was. Soon, they reached a pitch black door. Without knocking, Stonefist opened the door and guided Harry inside. "I will leave now Harry, it was my utmost pleasure to have such a fine talk with you. Goodbye." Harry waved at the Goblin and smiled "Goodbye Stonefist, and thank you!"

Once the door closed Harry's attention was caught by a chuckle. He looked at one of the stairs that stood before the huge desk in the middle of the office. There, live and in the flesh sat his godfather who was grinning widely at him. "Why am I not surprised by this Harry?" "SIRIUS!" bellowed Harry and flung himself at the man, hugging him tightly. Happily returning the hug, Sirius Black said "Hey there pup, how are you?"

Harry and Sirius spend a few minutes catching up. Harry was happy that Sirius was here, and he looked more healthy than Harry remembered. The long haired man told Harry that he spent two months with Moony in the Caribbean, before the Werewolf practically forced the Animagus to reach out to his oldest cousin, the healer Andromeda Tonks nee Black. Andromeda, or Andi as she preferred to be called, then did a real number on Sirius. First she screamed at him for being stupid and recless, then she beat im up, then she remembered Harry, screamed even more at Sirius and also Lupin, beat Lupin up and finally dragged both into her house. There she gave them both house arrest and put them on a strict potion plan so that both could regain some weight and heal up. Lupin insisted that he was fine, but Andi was having none of it. In response to his "Pathetic excuse", Andi even called a mind healer for both of them. He was an old friend of her husband, Ted, and a muggle. After getting briefed about everything, the man swore to keep his mouth shut and then helped Sirius and Remus to process their traumas. Needless to say, both men were on a very good way to being mentally healthy now.

"Ok Harry, now you'll tell me what the heck that yesterday was" Fidgeting a bit under the stern glaze in Sirius' eyes, Harry answered "Well…those two were Ornstein and Artorias, mighty knights that are no longer alive" Now Harry showed Sirius his rings "Somehow a piece of their soul got preserved in these rings. They appeared in my dream last knight and told me they would help me from now on. I can even speak with them in my head when I wear the rings." Sirius was staring at Harry, he could not believe this. As the heir to the mighty house Black, he was taught many things in his childhood, even pieces of history that no normal mortal would ever know, so he knew a bit about the legendary four knights.

"But I have two more questions Sirius" said Harry. When his godfather nodded, he asked "How in Merlin's name did you appear in my dream? And why have you told me to come here?" Face palming, Sirius said "Bloody hell, that one's on me. I forgot that as a muggle raised you don't know this, sorry. As you know, I'm your sworn godfather, and as such I'm able to enter your subconsciousness if needed. This is mostly used for planting ideas in your head or in some cases cheating at school. However, I called you here because there are some things we have to discuss with the bank, the Goblin in charge of today will arrive any moment now so take a seat."

The moment Harry sat down, a side door opened and a quite young looking goblin entered the office. He sat behind the desk and looked at the two wizards. "Greetings Messrs Black and Potter. My name is TacticalRetreat and I'm the account manager of the Black family vault. Now let's see here….." "Excuse me, but where is Skullsmasher? And….no offence but what is that for a name?" Asked Sirius, while he knew it wasn't something to ask a goblin, his curiosity won over. "Ah yes, you couldn't have known. Mr. Black, my father took his last breath and retreated into the last mine seven moons ago" The goblin looked slightly sad when he said this, family was after all the most important thing in the world. "I'm very sorry to hear this, you have my condolences. I hope he closed his eyes for the last time surrounded by his accumulated riches and beloved family, while his enemies made his bed" Said Sirius, using the appropriate phrase. Nodding, TacticalRetreat said "Thank you Mr. Black, indeed he did. Unfortunately for me, my father lost a bet to a Dwarf before I was born, the winner of the bet would get to choose the name of the first born child of the loser. Said dwarf liked to make jibes against the French so here I am. My name might seem ridiculous to humans, but I bear it in pride, because it is the name my father gave me!" Sirius once again apologised to TacticalRetreat and so the meeting began.

One and a half hours later, an overwhelmed Harry and a grinning Sirius left the goblin's office. Sirius was happy because he now smoothed the life of Harry and himself a bit out. In the meeting, Sirius told Harry and TacticalRetreat that thanks to twelve years in Azkaban, he was now unable to produce children. Since he was still Lord Black, a fact that surprised him when he found out about it a few weeks ago, he was able to name the heir Black as he pleased. So he made Harry heir Black and insisted that the goblins handed Harry the Potter heir ring, something he long should've worn. Before Harry and Sirius left the office, TacticalRetreat said that with Harry's Triwizard Championship, there were a few documents that needed a good look. Harry should return in two weeks for another meeting.

"Come now pup, there are some other people that want to meet you" said Sirius who led Harry towards the house-intern floo. "Wait Sirius, I have to go back to Hogwarts. I'm probably in enough trouble right now so…" "Nonsense. As your godfather I have the final say about anything you do. If I excuse you from school, it doesn't matter if I'm a wanted man. Also, has nobody explained to you the privilege of being a champion?" When Harry shook his head, Sirius laughed and said "You don't have to attend any classes for the duration of the tournament, you also can't receive detention and you get an 'E' for your end-of-the-year exam. Pretty sweet if you take away all of that "deadly tournament" crap. But now come Harry, we have lunch waiting for us" And so, without further ado, Sirius dragged Harry through the floo where they flooed towards the Tonks house.

Hogwarts, 6 o'clock pm

A stuffed and happy Harry landed near Hagrid's Hut. He spent a very nice afternoon with Sirius, Lupin and the whole Tonks family. Ted Tonks, the muggleborn husband of Andi, was a fun loving man. He cracked jokes left and right, needless to say, Sirius and Remus loved him. Andi on the other hand was a still beautiful looking witch, with a warm personality. She adored Harry and was very Happy to finally have him in her home, something she fought for for years. And lastly, Nymphadora, the daughter of the two. She was….unique. Her ability to change her body at will might make her clumsy, but she was also an energetic young woman. She was an Auror in training and had a lot of fun talking with Harry about everything and nothing.

Harry walked into the castle, despite the huge lunch Andi served, he was still hungry. But before he could enter the great hall, a brown haired missile knocked into him "HARRY! Where were you? The headmaster is furious! And *sniff* Why do you smell like perfume?" This small rant was accompanied by a bone-crushing hug. Desperate for air, Harry patted Hermoine on the back and choked out "Hey Hermoine, glad to see you too, can you please let me go? Air is getting short!" Immediately, the bush-haired witch let him go, a warm smile on her face. But it was soon replaced by a scowl and a smack on his arm "Prat! So?" She planted her hands on her hips and glared at him. "Yeah I was at Gringotts. Sirius contacted me and told me we had an appointment. Took longer than expected. After that we visited his cousin, Andromeda, where we had lunch" "How did Sirius contact you? I was with you the whole day yesterday and I'm pretty sure you slept on the roof of the great hall, which by the way was extremely stupid!" Chuckling and making a head gesture to follow him, Harry answered "It wasn't so bad on the roof, and I prefer that when the other option is getting insulted and snoring. And he contacted me in my dreams" At Hermoine's raised eyebrow, he quickly added "Godfather thing". Satisfied with that, both Gryffindors entered the great hall.

"Listen brother, it would be better if you allowed me to take control when I wish…at least for the duration of your meal" came suddenly the voice of Ornstein. "Why?" asked Harry. "I sense some serious hostility here. I can deal with it in a satisfying manner. Is this agreeable with you brother?" "Hey you're the ancient knight. When you think it's a good idea then I will agree. But I will only let you take control when someone starts the confrontation, ok?" Ornstein gave a grunt in agreement and so Harry and Hermoine sat down.

It didn't take long before the first confrontation came. Draco Malfoy saw how Potter and the mudblood entered the hall and sat down. He would make the pathetic halfblood pay for the humiliation he brought him this morning. How dare he, someone with no right to wield magic, make him, a proud and noble pureblood, the laughing stock of the school. He gave a commanding glare towards his two bodyguards, Crabbe and Goyle, and walked to the Gryffindor table.

"Well well well, what do we have here? A pathetic halfblood talking with an even more pathetic mudblood. Are you crying to her because now that you cheated you have no more friends scarhead?" Harry sighed, he would've preferred not to have something like this after such a nice day. Or at least not in the great hall, where everyone could see it. But now, it was time to lean back and watch the show.

Interestingly, Ornstein didn't even react at Malfoys taunt. Instead, he calmly continued his conversation with Hermoine, who was totally confused. Normally, Harry would've jumped up and cursed Malfoy, but now he was ignoring the blonde Slytherin. "Hermoine?" Said Harry "You suddenly got quiet. Everything alright?" he asked in a concerned voice. Ornstein of course knew why the young lady got quiet, but he was following (his own invented) protocol in dealing with idiots. "Y-yeah of course Harry" stammered the bushy haired witch, who finally managed to catch what Harry was doing. Quickly she restarted the conversation with her best friend.

This behaviour did of course nothing more than pissing the Malfoy heir off. Enraged he tried to keep his cool and so he spent the next five minutes throwing insults at Harry and Hermoine. Hermoine, at one point, wanted to jump up and re-introduce her fist with Malfoys nose, but Harry held her leg in a thigh grip and shook his head subtly, signalling her to not do anything. After Malfoy ran out of insults, and still didn't get any reaction out of the two Gryffindors, he did something really stupid. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a leather glove, grabbed Harry's shoulder, spun the black haired teen around and slapped him hard with the glove in the face. "THAT'S IT SCARHEAD! YOU THINK YOU CAN IGNORE ME WHEN I LOWER MYSELF TO EVEN BE IN YOUR PRESENCE?! WELL NO MORE! I, DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY, HEIR OF THE HOUSES OF MALFOY AND BLACK CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL!" Now as mentioned, it was a stupid thing to do. Firstly, he challenged Harry in front of the whole great hall in a volume that everyone could hear. Secondly, he falsely declared himself heir Black, something that made the Black family magic punish him, but he ignored the quick pain in his nether region. And thirdly, he challenged Harry to a regular duel, not a wizard duel. The difference? When challenged to a wizard duel, the challenger gets to decide time and place for the duel, and it will be fought with wands and magic. When the challenge is a regular duel, the challenged decides time, place and weapon. Harry (or better said Ornstein who was controlling Harry's body) grinned and said in a confident voice "Alright, I, Harry James Potter, Heir of the Houses Potter and Black accept your challenge. We will fight with spears, tomorrow at dawn, right before the front gates."

Silence reigned in the great hall before Malfoy bursted "YOU THE HEIR BLACK?! THAT'S RIDICULOUS! I AM HEIR BLACK YOU PATHETIC HALFBLOOD! Argh!" This time he took notice of the pain and sunk to the ground, clutching his best part. "If I were you, I'd check my fertility as soon as possible. Remember, we fight at dawn. Goodnight" And with that, Harry walked out of the great hall, closely followed by Hermoine.

At Dawn on the next morning

Harry stood confidently in the school yard, waiting for his opponent. In his hands, he held two large spears that he took from two armors in the castle. Next to him stood Hermoine, who got a full explanation of what happened from Harry the second the two entered the common room. Around Harry in a wide circle, stood nearly the whole school, plus quite a few students from the two visiting schools. Really close to Harry, on his left and right side, stood Fleur and Daphne, both wanting to cheer for Harry. Finally, when the sun was almost peaking over the horizon, the doors opened and out came the teachers of Hogwarts, including the headmaster and Snape, who was dragging Malfoy with him. When they reached the inner circle, Professor McGonagall immediately went to Harry in order to support him. Most of the other Professors joined the students, Snape with Malfoy stood opposite of Harry and Dumbledore stood in the middle. He spoke in a grandfatherly tone "Harry my boy, I ask you to stop this"

Harry just shook his head "I'm sorry headmaster, but he challenged me and I answered in kind. And before you or" He jerked his thumb towards Snape "That over there complains, I was challenged to a duel, not a wizard duel. Now please step aside sir!" Harry really needed to start taking notes when Ornstein spoke, the mix of respect and authority in his voice was really magnificent. With a disappointed sigh, Dumbledore stepped away, as did Snape. Malfoy on the other hand, now without any cover, looked around in panic but he couldn't find any way of escape. Harry looked through the students before he called "Mr. Krum, would you please do the honour of being this duel's witness?" Shocked, the bulgarian boy nodded and stood in the middle of the circle. "Vat are the vinning conditions?" He asked Harry, who answered "First blood" Nodding, Victor turned to Malfoy and asked him "Vat do you vant vhen you vin?" "S-Scarhead has to leave Hogwarts and give the status as heir Black to me" nodding, Victor turned back to Harry "And you?" Grinning, Harry answered "He will never ever talk anything about blood purity" Once again nodding, Victor stepped away and called "Do both have veapon?" Harry tossed one spear towards Malfoy, who picked it up with shaking hands. Krum raised his hand and looked towards the horizon, waiting for the sun to show itself so he could give the signal to start.

"Potter!" called a female voice. Harry turned towards his left and saw Daphne walking towards him. "What is it Greengrass?" After she studied him for a moment, an uncharacteristic smile appeared on her pretty face and she said "Kick his ass!" She gave his arm a reassuring pat and walked back. "I can only say ze same 'Arry" came the melodic voice of Fleur. Harry looked to the right and was surprised when two dainty hands entered his field of vision and a pair of soft lips touched his cheek. "For good luck" smiled the french Veela before she too joined her friends.

At this moment, Krum gave a shout in bulgarian and brought his hand down, the duel had started. While Harry wore the Lion and Wolf ring, he insisted that it would be him who beat Malfoy. That's why Ornstein spent the whole night teaching Harry the basics of wielding a spear, so he now waited for Malfoy to move. On the other hand, Malfoy had no idea how to wield a spear, and in the honesty of his own mind, he had problems just holding it. But suddenly, he realised something. First blood was the winning condition, how much blood was never mentioned. He figured that if he already had problems with the spear, then Potter must be nearly collapsing, so he would be unable to evade his attack. So he wanted to use the right of conquest to take the houses Black and Potter. This in mind, the blonde Slytherin held his spear in front of him (even he knew the principle of cold weapons. The pointy end goes into the other guy) and he rushed towards Harry with a roar, fully intending on impaling him.

Harry on the other hand, calmly raised his spear, took a small step to the right and twirled his spear counter clockwise. This had the effect of him evading Malfoy's pathetic thrust attack and slamming his spear into the ground. Thanks to the momentum, the tip broke and now Malfoy only had a long stick as a weapon. Engulfed in fear, he dropped his staff and tried to back away, but Harry was once again twirling his spear around, this time he let the tip of his spear rise above his head, while the bottom end swiped across the floor, where it made Malfoy trip and so he quickly fell to the ground.

Reacting quickly, Harry sat on the back of Malfoy, who tried to reach the broken tip of his spear that was lying in front of him. But suddenly, the spear of Harry impaled the ground before his hand, indicating that Malfoy should not try anything more. But he did. Malfoy grabbed the spear of Harry tightly and tried to use it as leverage to crawl away. "VINISHED!" Suddenly Krum yelled. Everyone looked at him confused and so he spoke "It vas said that the first blood wins, and look at Malfoy's hand" sure enough, there was blood flowing from Malfoy's hand. "B-bu-but I-I" "THE VINNER OF THIS DUEL IS HARRY POTTER!" Declared Krum loudly. Nearly everyone cheered (most of the Slytherins of course didn't) and Harry stood up from Malfoy. Just as he wanted to walk away, Ornstein yelled "KNIGHTLY HONOR BROTHER!" before he took control of Harry's body. He swung the spear over his shoulder and held a hand out to Malfoy "You fought brave, but stupid. I hope you can learn from this defeat"

And now Malfoy did the next stupid thing. Enraged at Potter for beating him, pissing above him, ignoring him, hurting him and now even belittling him, he grabbed the tip of his spear and with a shout shot up to shove the hard metal in Potter's guts. But Ornstein was once known as the strongest spear fighter for a reason. Masterfully, he swung his spear and slammed the bottom part of his spear into Malfoy's hand, effectively breaking it and forcing him to stop his attack "Such a dishonourable behaviour is disgusting"

"POTTER!" Yelled now Professor Snape. "THAT'S IT, FIVE HUNDRED POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR AND DETENTION FOR THE REST OF YOUR TIME HERE!" The potion master was red in the face from rage. Harry just looked at him and replied calmly "For what? Defending my life?" Snape turned an interesting shape of purple "FOR HURTING ANOTHER STUDENT YOU DUNDERHEAD!" Harry waved him off and said "He got hurt in a duel he himself initialised. And also, as a Triwizard Champion you can't give me any detentions"

Snape was just a second away from exploding but then Dumbledore got involved. "Severus, while I also am disappointed in what happened here, Mr. Potter is right. Now all of you get back inside, breakfast will be served soon. And could someone please bring Mr. Malfoy into the hospital wing?" Soon the mass of people dissolved and Harry finally relaxed. He put the spear away and sighed, and suddenly he was tackled to the ground by a brown blur. "OH HARRY! I was so worried! Are you alright? Did he hit you? How could you even do something so reckless? You know what? Whatever you say, I won't believe you! Off with your shirt!" Hermoine rambled and quickly grabbed the hem of Harry's shirt and started to pull it off. Ignoring his protest, she finally pulled his shirt off and started to turn Harry around in her hands, inspecting every inch of his body.

Fleur and Daphne also wanted to congratulate Harry, but the fact that Hermoine suddenly started undressing Harry stopped them in their tracks. They saw the numerous scars that littered his torso and upper arms. "Po-no Harry….what happened to you?" Asked Daphne hesitantly. She somehow felt privileged, those scars must be something Harry didn't like to share, at least according to his attempt to shield himself. Fleur was in a similar state of mind.

Just now realising the other two people, Harry and Hermoine turned around. "I-er-ah-uh-" Hermione couldn't find any words. Harry quickly grabbed his shirt and pulled it back over his head. He stood up and looked at them. It wasn't voluntary, in truth he wanted to run away, now that those three saw his secret. But Artorias rooted his body on the ground and forced him to look at the girls "Those ladies only want your best my son. I know that it hurts to talk about it, but now they saw it and deserve the truth and your trust, no matter how they found out" Harry knew he couldn't do anything about it now so he took a deep breath and told the three girls the whole story of his childhood and his muggle relatives.

Shock was the only emotion that the girls felt after Harry finished the tale of his scars. No wait, that's not completely true. Shock and pure rage! Hermoine was already planning a lawsuit against these….things that were Harry's relatives, Daphne, while she wasn't a blood purist, mumbled about "dirty muggle scum" and Fleur was shaking, feathers started to grow on her neck. Seeing the incoming explosion, Harry cleared his throat and effectively snapped them out of their rage. "I know it sounds horrible, and it is, but it somehow got better after they got a…..very suggestive letter from Siri-" he slapped his hands above his mouth, realising his slip up too late. While Hermoine knew the truth about Sirius, Daphne and Fleur did not. And considering their families, Daphne's parents were very influential in the Wizengamot and Fleur's father was the French minister of magic, it would be really bad if they knew about Sirius being his Godfather. Unfortunately, the two blondes were very smart and noticed it.

"Siri? You mean Sirius Black?" asked Daphne. Her violet eyes were piercing into Harry's green ones. Looking at Hermoine nervously, Harry was unable to think of a good excuse, so he started to stammer. Annoyed at his stammering, Fleur said "Stop mumbling around 'Arry and answer ze question" Sighing in defeat, Harry gave in.

After another explanation, and the promise to never tell anyone, Harry and the three girls entered the great hall. But unbeknownst to Harry, Daphne and Fleur made some plans to help Sirius.

7th of November

Harry was standing with Hermoine and Daphne in front of the potion classroom. Since his dorm mates still didn't talk to him, Harry was doing his best in school. His grades went up significantly and Hermoine regularly told him she was proud of him and his progress. The two were currently discussing their latest essay in charms with Daphne, when a shout interrupted them. "POTTER!" Malfoy stormed towards them. Taking a page out of Ornstein's book, Harry replied calmly "Draco, nice to see you on this fine day. What can I do for you" Stumbling at Harry's polite greeting, Malfoy drew his wand and snarled "WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?"

Harry titled his head in confusion and said "What do you mean? We both didn't have any interaction since our duel" "THAT'S WHAT I MEAN" screamed Malfoy in rage "THANKS TO YOU, I'M NOW IMPOTENT!"

Silence reigned in the corridor for about one second, before howling laughter filled it. Hermoine was trying her best to stifle her giggling and Harry snorted in amusement "Oh that? Well, that is your own fault, guess your parents never taught you some important facts about the Blacks" "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HALFBLOOD BASTARD?" Malfoy was bright red in his face right now. "Oh you see" drawled Harry "When someone declares themselves falsely as a ring bearer of the Black family, meaning as heir, lord or lady, the family magic punishes them by taking away your ability to reproduce. No idea if it's reversible, but I wouldn't bet on it. Oh and you just hurt our duel agreement, have you noted that Hermoine?" The bushy haired witch nodded eagerly, happy to be able to have one over Malfoy, who by the way paled at Harry's explanation. "Also, I'm sure it is a very… exciting story of how you found out your willy is no longer working, but I don't really feel like imagining you trying to wank or laying with Pansy over there" Harry jabbed a thump at the pug-faced girl. Both, she and Malfoy were stuttering in rage and following Artorias' advice, Harry leaned towards Daphne and said in a stage whisper "I also finally get where her name comes from" Answering in the same volume, the blonde girl replied "Oh yeah, how?" "Well" grinned Harry "the german word for rumen is 'Pansen'...when you look at her face you can catch the similarities between her and a cow stomach"

Roaring laughter was heard when Professor Snape strolled towards the dungeon classroom. "What is going on here?" Drawled the potions master "Potter, are you causing trouble again?" he asked with a harsh glare towards Harry. "No sir" Said Daphne quickly "Potter just made an interesting comparison between Pansy's name and a German word" glaring at Daphne, Snape said "German is a dirty language. Twenty points from Gryffindor for using that barbaric tongue. Now get in"

Daphne shot an apologetic look at Harry when they all entered the potion classroom, but Harry mouthed to her "Better than detention", causing her to smile. While Daphne still wanted to know about his mysterious rings, she was starting to enjoy the company of Harry (and by extension Hermoine). The only one she still couldn't figure out was Fleur, Daphne had no idea what exactly the french witch wanted from Harry, but that was a problem for another day. Now she started to focus on the lesson, but halfway through the lesson, her focus was broken by a knock on the door.

WOHOOOOO second chapter! Hope you liked it. I know, I took my sweet time for this but university also needs some time, so sorry. And yes, I do realise that I'm making Daphne rather OOC, but on the other hand, except her name there is nothing canon about her, meaning I can make her look and behave however I want, please don't flame me for breaking the "fandom canon". Let me know how you like it and I'll see y'all in the next chapter :D

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