Chapter 9- Goblet of Fire
The month of October passed without much fuss. The group of friends continued the classes and their activities without any other problems. There was occasional trouble in the form of boys trying to chat up the girls but it wasn't working and they had to leave with colourful hexes courtesy of the girls.
Draco Malfoy had been a pain in the arse. He had asked Elena and Daphne out and had been brutally hexed by the girls when he let his tongue run wild.
Draco was running around Hogwarts spreading rumors around the place that Potter had caught some kind of disgusting disease and such.
Daphne had taken her revenge. Two well placed freezing charms to his bits and an itching jink to that area had made Draco squealing like a girl in pain.
Elena, Daphne and Fleur grew closer with every passing day. Daphne learnt a lot from the two of them. She had asked the two of them to teach her some complex spells and they were excellent teachers according to her.
The two older girls respected Daphne for her desire to learn. They were really surprised by the way she picked up the concepts and casting.
The fourth graders were sitting in DADA class. They were waiting for the arrival of Alastor Moody.
The man had impressed the students. The students were still scared and wary of him. It didn't help when he would jump from unexpected places and shout ' Constant vigilance' scaring the students.
He would attack the students with stunners or body bind spells and then betate the students for their carelessness.
The class grew quiet when Moody entered.
" We will be learning about the unforgivables in detail today. For that, I would be casting the imperius curse on you and you must fight it back." He told the horrified class with a maniacal grin.
" But sir, isn't it illegal to use that curse??" Asked Hermione.
Moody glared at the girl.
" This is my class Ms Granger. Here, I will decide what the hell is legal and illegal. And don't you dare interrupt me again. If you aren't going to learn then you should leave my class." He snapped.
The girl blushed in embarrassment but didn't leave the class.
" Okay. Get ready. Ms Brown." He called Lavender Brown and used the Imperius on her. The girl lost control and Moody made her do a tap dance. The class burst out in laughter.
" Silence!!!" Boomed Moody. " You think this is funny??" He asked the class.
" How about I use the curse and make you kill your parents with your own hands??" He asked the class. The class was horrified. They hadn't thought of that. The class became much subdued after that statement.
Then came the turn of Daphne. Moody cast the spell on her.
" Say you love Draco Malfoy." She heard a faint buzz and she didn't know why but she felt the urge to tell it. "I…" she began but another part of her brain stopped her. 'Why??' she asked herself. ' I don't love Malfoy. I shouldn't say that.' she thought to herself but another part was compelling her to say she loves Malfoy.
She said again, "I...love…" she stopped herself. She saw Harry in her mind. She then convinced herself that Draco is not Harry. She shook her head.
" Say you love Draco, girl." Moody snapped.
" No!!!" Daphne shouted, surprising the entire class and pissing off Draco who had turned red.
Moody stared at the girl. He then barked a laugh. " Excellent. Did you people see?? Ms Greengrass broke it. She fought the imperious curse. Well done. Take thirty points to Slytherin.
Tell me Greengrass. How did you do it??" Moody asked the girl.
Daphne frowned.
" It felt very much compelling sir. I found it very hard to ignore the urge to say what you had ordered." She grimaced at that.
" But another part of my brain was actually thinking straight. It was trying to convince me to not fall for that pleasant feeling I felt from the misleading part of my brain.
It was very difficult to ignore the urge but I…. Uhm, I have a certain motivation." She told the class and Moody.
Moody nodded. " Very good, lass. You did well. " He told the girl who nodded and went back to her seat. She blushed when she saw a smug looking Blaise and a mischievous looking Tracy.
Blaise too fought the curse but with much more attempts and Tracy managed to do it after much pestering from Moody, eight more times.
" I want all of you to write three inches of
parchment on the unforgivables and submit it to my office by the afternoon tomorrow." He snapped at the students.
" Now get out of my office. I have other work to do."
The students briskly walked out of the class.
" Damn, that was intense." Tracy sighed in relief.
" That man is seriously off. He is bloody mental." Blaise deadpanned as he shook his head.
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Fleur Delacour closed the book she was reading. She sighed softly. Hogwarts was not as bad as she thought. Yes, the boys
were still bad as everywhere but the school kept its name as one of the premier institutions for magic.
She had been taken under the wing by Professor Flitwick, who had taken a quick liking to her after her exemplary performance in Charms.
Fleur was honoured. Professor Flitwick was the best charms master the world had ever seen and for her to be accepted as his protege was something of a very high achievement.
She was really impressed by the teachers in Hogwarts. McGonagall, Sprout, Vector, and Babbling were excellent teachers.
She was really benefiting from Moody's lessons specially.
The man was extremely demanding but Fleur liked those challenges.
Her thoughts strayed towards the enigma that she had yet to meet. Harry Potter.
If Daphne's and her friends' words were anything to go by, he was extremely talented. She was looking forward to meeting the boy. If he is as powerful as she has heard, he would make a good ally to have. She only hoped that he would at least fight off at least a hint of her allure so as she can hold a decent conversation.
" Well, I hope he is different, Daphne." She mused aloud.
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" Settle down. Settle down." Dumbledore spoke loudly to the great hall. It was finally here. The day of choosing the champions.
The students were excited to see who gets picked. Many were still grumbling about the unfairness that they were not allowed to participate. Ron Weasley being the most vocal of all.
" It's time. The champions will be selected in a few minutes. The Goblet will be ready in some time." He said pointing to the goblet.
" While we have some time, I believe that there are some announcements that we would like to make." He told the hall which perked up in interest.
" I would like to announce that there will be a dueling tournament that takes place along with the original competition. This will be an elimination match and the teams must consist of nine members but from the age of fourteen and above." He announced. There was a huge cheer that resounded through the hall. The students were overjoyed that there was an event for them to participate in.
" Other than that, there will also be a quidditch tournament between the schools that will take place after the dueling tournament. I hope that you will enjoy yourself. But first, I think the Goblet is ready with its decision." He indicated the artifact that roared bright blue.
The Goblet spit out the first name.
" The champion of Beauxbatons is…. Fleur Delacour." Fleur got up and smiled in triumph. The hall cheered wildly for the beautiful champion.
Fleur moved and stood behind Dumbledore and she was greeted by her Headmistress's large smile.
The next parchment was spit out.
" The Durmstrang champion is…. Viktor Krum." Dumbledore announced.
The hall burst into another round of applause.
" No surprise there." Ron Weasley cheered madly.
The next parchment was out. " The champion of Ilvermony is Elena Zabini." The male audience applauded extremely hard. Elena was a dream girl for literally every boy in the hall. Her seductive beauty had men drooling around her. She was no Veela like Fleur, but was as beautiful as the French witch.
Elena joined Krum and Fleur who smiled at her friend.
" The next contestant for Mahoutokaro.." Dumbledore continued. " Takumi Yusa."
A handsome Japanese boy got up and joined the other champions.
" The Uagadou champion is Benjamin Kamara." A burly dark skinned boy stood up and joined the other champions.
" Moving on, the champion of Castelobruxo is Martha Anderson." A tall and beautiful brown skinned girl stood and joined the group of champions.
" The champion of Hogwarts is.. Cedric Diggory." The Hogwarts students cheered madly for their champion. Cedric was a very popular student in Hogwarts. He was handsome, talented and also a model student. He was also an impressive quidditch player and captain of the Hufflepuff team. It was the house of Hufflepuff that made most of the noise.
They often get overshadowed along with Ravenclaw by both Gryffindor and Slytherin. This was their moment. Now their house had a chance to glory.
" Excellent." Dumbledore continued after Cedric had joined the group of champions.
" Now that the selections are….." he trailed off as another piece of parchment was spit out of the Goblet.
Dumbledore frowned in confusion. Wasn't the process completed??
He caught the parchment and blanched when he saw the name on it.
The rest of the Hall looked on in confusion as another name came out of the Goblet.
The reaction they witnessed from Dumbledore after he read the name surprised everyone of them.
" Albus?? What's wrong??" Asked a worried Minerva. He hadn't seen Albus lose his composure in front of others all these years.
Dumbledore rubbed his eyes and sighed.
" Harry Potter." He announced to the stunned great hall.
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" Well, I have done it. Finally." Harry thought as he came out of the trial that he had undertaken.
He had thought it was difficult, but that was absolutely insane, but he enjoyed every second of it. It was necessary for him to do this and rightly so he completed every task that had been laid before him and every training regimen that had presented itself in there.
If he thought that he was good before, it was nothing compared to how he felt right now.
As he was crossing the threshold, he felt his magic ping and bind to something or someone.
Harry frowned. ' Has he entered into some kind of contract?'
He shrugged. He will know soon enough.
As he made his way to the Potter Manor, he saw a bright silver grim flying his way.
' Sirius.' Harry thought. ' What has happened?' he thought and was slightly worried.
" Harry, you must come to Hogwarts immediately. It's an emergency." The grim said and disappeared.
Harry frowned in confusion and a hint of worry. He disappeared without a noise from the entrance of Potter Manor.
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Chaos. That was what we could describe the Great Hall of Hogwarts. Utter chaos. The moment Harry's name was read out, it was an all out chaos.
" I knew it. He is a good for nothing cheat. He is an attention seeking prat. I knew that he had become this way from the day he started consorting with those filthy snakes." He ranted.
" Mr Weasley. You will behave yourself. Mr Potter has been absent for the past two months. How can he do anything of those sorts??" Asked an irate McGonagall.
Harry may be many things but he isn't an attention seeker or a liar. McGonagall couldn't believe what she heard from a close friend of Harry.
" He is a liar. He has taken some help from those slimy friends of his." He said pointing to the Slytherins.
" Ronald. How can you say that??" Alicia questioned the boy with disgust.
" He may be right, Alicia." Hermione said to the surprise of the girl.
" Harry has changed a lot. He is not the same boy he was in the first and second year. He has grown more cold and calculating. He may have done this as well." Hermione spoke, surprising many.
" And you were his friend??." Spoke Daphne suddenly out of nowhere.
" Is this how you treat your friend?? You are speaking as if he has done you some injustice. Do you honestly think that Harry of all people needs this??" She questioned the girl incredulously.
" And why doesn't he need it. Eternal Glory. A once in a lifetime opportunity. Of course the boy has cheated somehow. Maybe the Headmaster of the school might have rigged the goblet for a double bite on the pie." It was Marcel DuPont. The French version of Draco Malfoy.
The boy had been lusting after Fleur, Elena and Daphne. He always wanted to show himself as someone who is perfect and had managed to disgust the girls totally.
" One more word like that, and I will send you back to where you came from in a matchbox you little shit." A soft growl came.
The great hall watched the entrance and found a man and a woman standing there looking murderous.
The man was extremely handsome and the woman was extremely beautiful.
" Who the hell are you?? How dare you talk to The Heir of the DuPont family in that manner?? " Asked an angry Marcel.
Sirius smirked. " You want to know who I am?? Well, I am The lord of The most Ancient and Noble house of Black. Sirius Orion Black." He spoke to the shock of the boy who looked like he had crapped his pants.
Marcel thought that he could push the man over but when he heard who he was, he paled.
" And I am probably the most dangerous witch alive. You might have heard of me.
Bellatrix Lestrange." Bellatrix said and the boy took a step back hurriedly.
" Well not a Lestrange anymore but still a Black and regent Potter. And if you think about my son in a way I don't like, I will just show you why Voldemort went to the level of controlling my mind just so that I am on his side." She growled.
The hall was surprised when Bellatrix called Harry her son.
Ron stood again.
" I knew it. You were the reason why Harry has become like this. All you death eaters are the same. You two have corrupted Harry." He growled.
" You are Ronald Weasley, aren't you?? Asked Bella.
The boy nodded.
" It's good that Harry relinquished your company. You are an utter prat. If you truly were worried about Harry as a friend, you wouldn't be bothered or jealous." Bellatrix was disgusted with the boy.
" Who are you to talk to my brother like that??" Asked an angered Fred.
" He is right, Potter is an attention seeker. Who the hell would believe him if every single thing happened to him, every single time." He said and the other Gryffindors nodded in agreement.
" What are you saying Fred?? You know Harry. How can you speak like that??" Asked a horrified Katie.
It was George this time who spoke.
" Fred is right. We believed him but this time it's too much. Shouldn't we have a chance as well??
I think he went a bit far. I think he has left so that no one might doubt him. This might have been his intention."
He stopped suddenly when he was hit with a slug vomiting hex. The source of the hex was, surprisingly, Astoria Greengrass.
She was livid. Nobody talked about Harry like that. He was a very good man.
" How dare you??" She growled.
" He is a very honest boy. How can you think of him like that??" She spat at George Weasley.
She turned towards the DuPont guy.
" Tell me, who was the last person to win this tournament??" She asked the boy.
The boy remained silent and shook his head in a negative way.
She turned to the hall and asked the same question. The hall didn't respond.
" Now, tell me who survived the Killing Curse??" She asked the boy.
" Harry Potter." The boy replied.
She turned to the great hall, " who defeated.. Vo...Vol... Voldemort??" She asked. Many flinched at the dark lord's name.
" Harry Potter." They said to her,
" So, tell me. Does he need anymore fame??" She asked rhetorically.
" No. As for money, the amount of money he earns through his family holdings is more than enough to probably feed a thousand families everyday." She told the hall.
" So does he need money?? I thought not. He has been set up." She told the hall.
" You don't know much, Greengrass. Just shut up. We know what kind of people you are." Fred snapped at the girl.
" He is not a Gryffindor. We look out for our own but he…. We banish him from Gryffindor." Fred roared and the other Gryffindors agreed with him.
Dumbledore looked horrified by what he was witnessing. ' How could they??' he thought. Are they blinded in the moment that they are turning on their own.
McGonagall gasped as she witnessed this situation. Are they so jealous that they are ready to throw a loyal friend away??
Harry absolutely adored the twins. He would be heartbroken, McGonagall thought sadly.
The sound of clapping could be heard around the great hall. The students turned towards the noise.
There stood a tall and impressive looking man.
The hall gasped when the man came in and they recognised Harry Potter.
This Harry Potter was much different than they had seen.
He stood tall at around six feet two and he had put on incredible muscle mass. His lean build and the muscles gave him an athlete look. His hair had grown longer and he had let it flow freely.
The basilisk on his arm shined brightly in the dark and his green emerald eyes burned brighter than ever.
He slowly made his way towards Fred and George. He stood and stared them in the eye. The twins began to shuffle uneasily.
Harry then looked at the entire Gryffindor house. He shook his head sadly and moved away from the place. He approached Bellatrix and hugged her.
" Hello mum. Hey Padfoot." He greeted his godfather who winked at the boy.
" Well, you are looking well. The training has done wonders to you. Are you really alright Harry??" Asked a worried Sirius.
" I am fine, Padfoot. Really." He assured looking at his mother who raised an eyebrow at him.
" We will be talking later, Harry." Bella told sternly and Harry sighed.
" Fine." He grumbled.
" Don't waste our time boy. Why did you enter your name here?? Asked an angry Igor Karkaroff. " Perhaps, the twin boys were right. Or Dumbledore, you must have had a hand in this." Igor accused the headmaster.
" I think that Karkaroff is speaking the truth." The headmistress of Mahoutokoro, Anzu spoke.
The other heads nodded.
" This is not fair, Dumbledore. How can you have two champions??" Asked Silva.
" You have to let us choose another person here as well." Headmistress Watson spoke.
" Could you all have some patience please?" Asked Dumbledore.
" Mr Potter. What do you have to say??" Asked Dumbledore.
Harry asked for the parchment from Dumbledore who gave it to him. He observed it quietly for some time. He then looked at each teacher for some time. He then saw Mad Eye Moody and stood staring at him for some time.
Harry smiled at the man and approached him.
" Hello Mad Eye." He shook the man's hand. Mad eye responded enthusiastically as well.
Harry suddenly stopped smiling. He twisted the arm of Moody who screamed in pain. He then kicked the man right on his knee and his fake leg gave way.
Moody lifted his wand to curse Harry but Harry evaded three curses and then rammed his fist into the man's stomach.
He then kicked his wand away and the man fell down.
He was breathing hard and was bleeding from his mouth.
Harry casually wiped his hand on Moody's clothes.
" Mr Potter. What is the meaning of this??" Asked a shocked and angry Dumbledore.
The rest of the hall watched in shock at Harry.
" You attacked a professor." Fudge gaped at the boy.
" You attacked Alastor Moody." Fudge mumbled with his mouth agape.
Harry crouched next to Mad Eye.
" What is the spell you used on me when I called you a grouchy one eyed git?" Asked Harry.
Moody didn't reply. He was mumbling something softly.
" Answer me!!!" Harry demanded.
Moody stayed silent.
Harry nodded his head grimly.
He got up and turned towards Dumbledore.
" That is not Moody." He told the aged headmaster who dropped his jaw in surprise.
" What are you speaking about??" Dumbledore questioned the boy. What does the boy mean??
" I mean, the man is an imposter. He is not Alastor Moody. Did you not ask his bloody question??" Harry growled irritably.
Dumbledore shook his head dumbly.
The hall stared at the drama unfolding in front of them. What was Harry talking about?? Was the thought that many had.
" How did you identify him so quickly??" Asked McGonagall. She had known Alastor for probably fifty years but she didn't see any difference.
" Mad eye has a tendency to twitch his hand towards his wand ever so slightly when somebody even well known to him comes in close proximity to him.
Other than that, he has a question for every single person he has met till date.
When the question isn't asked, something is up." Harry shrugged casually.
Dumbledore knew he was missing something but couldn't place what it was. The answer flashed to him now.
'Alastor didn't ask his question.'.
Harry turned towards Fudge.
" So, Fudge. Enjoying the evening??" Asked Harry.
The minister nodded.
" Are you liking the proceedings??" He asked.
The man nodded again. Harry sighed.
" Call the aurors damn it." Harry snapped.
Fudge was broken out of his stupor and nodded as he moved out of the hall.
Harry crouched next to the fallen man and picked up a hip flask lying next to the man and sniffed it.
" Polyjuice." He told Dumbledore and threw the flask to him.
Dumbledore caught the flask and sniffed it.
He confirmed Harry's statement.
Harry rubbed his eyes in annoyance. He made his way to Bella and Sirius.
" When did the two of you come back??" He asked them as he gave the two another hug.
" The middle of August." Bella told Harry.
" You know, I should hex you for going on that task and take your wand away for making us worry about you." Bellatrix told sternly.
Harry just grinned at her and Bella sighed.
" You will be the death of me Potter." She grumbled.
" No, you will live a long life if I have any say." Harry told her seriously.
He turned towards his godfather who was grinning at him.
" So, Padfoot. Are you seeing anyone??" Asked Harry.
Sirius shook his head.
"No. I haven't found time." He told the boy.
" Probably because you have become old and nobody wants to date an old man like you." Harry grinned cheekily and Bella snickered.
Sirius pouted." You are mean Harry. How can you call this fine specimen old??" Sirius questioned the boy with mock hurt.
Harry smirked.
" If you think that you are a fine specimen, then you need to go back to that healer Padfoot." Harry deadpanned.
" You know, I liked you better when you were a baby. You used to adore me. Now, you only pick on me." Sirius sighed but still smiled.
" But seriously Harry. How are you??" Sirius asked.
" I am fine, Padfoot. I hit a few minor snags but that was fine. The task was a success. I just stepped out and I was faced by your patronus." Harry answered with a shrug.
" What are you going to do now Harry??" Asked a worried Bellatrix.
Harry sighed again. " I don't know mum. I really don't know. But I know one single thing. I will destroy any and everybody who is involved in this stupid conspiracy. I will show everyone why you must not mess with a Potter." He said, his eyes blazing and his magic swirling around him.
The others around him moved out of the way to escape from the strung whirlwind of Harry's magic.
Fudge entered the great hall with three people in tow.
The first was the head of The DMLE, Madam Amelia Bones.
The next was a pretty pink haired auror who had delicate features and the other one was a tall dark skinned auror.
" Lord Potter." Amelia greeted Harry with a bow.
Harry greeted her back. " Madam Bones. It's good to see you again. Though, I hope we could have met under pleasant circumstances." Harry told the woman who nodded.
" Minister Fudge just told me that the Alastor Moody working here is a fake and that you claim so." Madam Bones asked Harry with a raised eyebrow.
Harry just shrugged. " You have veritaserum??" He asked the woman who nodded and signalled for the pink haired auror to administer it. The auror walked towards the groaning man and tried to pry his mouth open. The man didn't budge.
" He isn't opening his mouth, Madam Bones. Probably some kind of safety spell." The auror replied.
Madam Bones made to take her wand to do something about it when Harry interrupted her. " Don't bother." He said and approached the fallen man.
He crouched down next to him and punched the man right on his mouth.
The hall gasped as Harry's hand made an impact on the man's mouth. The man started to bleed out of his mouth. It was a disgusting sight to see as the man wiggled around the floor.
Harry took the bottle of veritaserum from the horrified aurors hand and dropped it's contents totally into the man's open mouth.
The man had no choice but to swallow. Harry got up and gave the man a cold glare. He picked a glass of water from the nearby table and casually washed his hands of the blood.
The hall watched, holding breath as to what was coming next.
" Are you Alastor Moody??" Asked Harry.
" N...no." the man answered.
" Did you enter my name in this contest??" Asked Harry.
" Yes." The man answered shivering and certainly not from the cold.
The glare that Harry gave the man was positively murderous.
" Why??" Asked Harry.
The man tried to fight the question but it was futile.
" I had orders from my master who wanted to kill you." The man answered. The hall gasped. This was certainly not what they were expecting.
" Who is your master??" Asked Harry.
The man shook his head. " I can't say. I have been bound. I won't be able to answer till he relieves me from the oath." The man replied desperately and apparently, that was the wrong thing to say.
Harry conjured a container full of hot boiling water and grabbed the man's face and submerged it completely in the water.
The man struggled against the boy's tight grip. He was shaking extremely badly. The way his hand twitched showed his pain.
The great hall was now watching horrified at the going ons. The students felt sick by what they were witnessing.
The staff stood unmoving and wide eyed.
Snape was deadly pale as he observed what was happening. He felt fear. High amount of fear.' If this boy gets his hands on me, he will cook me alive'. He thought.
Amelia had seen many things but this somehow scared her. She pleaded with Harry to let the man go. Harry complied.
He let the man out.
" I will give you one chance you fucking shit bag. Answer me." He barked.
" Please. I can't say it. It's difficult. I have made a vow." He begged Harry.
Harry held the man's face in his hand and employed legilimency. Harry tore through the man's mind and looked in it for anything he could gain information from.
He saw enough of what was required and exited the man's mind.
The man was a stuttering mess. Harry then finally asked a question that was plaguing everyone.
" Who are you??" He asked the man.
" Barty Crouch Jr." The man answered and the hall gasped and looked at a man who looked as pale as a ghost.
The man was tall and gaunt looking. He had a pencil moustache and looked grumpy all the time.
This was Barty Crouch Sr. The father of this man Barty Crouch Jr.
Crouch was the head of the Department of International relations. He was heavily thought that he would be the next minister of magic but it was not possible when his son was convicted as a death eater and caught red handed in the torturing of Frank and Alice Longbottom along with the Lestrange brothers.
Barty Crouch Jr was a very intelligent boy. He was a brilliant wizard, very talented. But was led astray. A brilliant wizard wasted away.
Harry turned to the man who stood near the minister. He stared at the man who was as white as a sheet.
He questioned the man with a sign of his hand. The man didn't answer. Harry shrugged.
He turned to Dumbledore.
" Must I endure this shit every single year??" He asked the man who just looked down.
Harry shook his head. " I so want to strangle you right now old man. I just want to kick your arse so hard that you won't be able to sit for the rest of your life." Harry told the old man.
There was a flash and Hedwig appeared with a trunk. Harry approached the trunk and examined it.
He flicked his wand and started to wave it in intricate patterns. The lock clicked open.
He looked into the trunk. " Mad eye!!! Are you there??" Shouted Harry.
" Potter!!! The bastard Barty Crouch got the jump on me." Moody growled.
Harry laughed. " It seems that the great Alastor Moody is slowing down finally." He mocked the man.
Mad Eye growled.
" When I come out of here, I will curse your sorry arse to the end of the world brat." He snapped.
Harry laughed.
" Bloody hell Moody, calm down you grouchy git. You have been saying that everyday since I beat you in that duel and you have failed to do so again." Harry fired back. He then grew serious.
" Are you alright Alastor??" He asked the man.
" I am fine, lad. Still drowsy and I have a damn headache but I will be fine.
And if you don't get me out now, I will make sure to keep my promise to you." He growled and Harry smiled.
He turned towards Dumbledore.
" Get the man out and get him treated. I will be back in the morning." He said and moved to his godparents. He stopped.
" Oh, and Dumbledore, I want a resorting. Get it arranged." He said and the Gryffindor house gasped.
Minerva McGonagall couldn't believe what he was saying. The pride of her house is leaving them.
" Mr Potter, please reconsider. I ask you to forgive…" She began when Harry interrupted.
" Professor, you must not apologise for the actions of these people. It's not well for a person like you. I will always respect you Professor, but I can't stay in a house that failed to trust me when I needed it and banished me from them." Harry told and walked out the hall with Sirius and Bella.
The Great Hall was silent for sometime. Nobody spoke anything. Dumbledore finally spoke.
" Auror Tonks, please apprehend the Crouches." He said, indicating to the father-son duo.
He turned to the guests and the champions.
" I hope that you have been answered for your doubts. We will discuss this further in the morning. Now I ask all of you to leave and take some rest and if you want, celebrate your selection." Dumbledore said with his twinkling eyes.
The other schools made their way out to their respective places.
" Well, this will be a very troubling year." Dumbledore sighed.
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Elena Zabini walked out of the hall still in thought about what happened there. She had been selected and she was extremely happy. Her friend Fleur too got selected.
Then came the big twist. Harry Potter.
She was confused as to how the boy managed to enter himself and was curious about the boy. But when she saw him for the first time, she snorted.
Boy!! He looked like a Greek God from the mythologies.
She felt something in her stomach. Something that she had never felt before. She blushed at some perverted thoughts that came to her mind regarding Potter and herself. She couldn't blame herself. Potter was being stared at by the female population dreamily.
She chided herself for thinking like that.
' Focus Elena.' she thought mentally.
What she saw next was something that she won't likely forget. The young man brutally beat up a master auror. His speed, power, attitude and his calm head attracted her to him much more.
Elena Zabini had never seen someone like Harry Potter till date. She now had some stress relieving to do and she had the perfect solution for that. Harry Potter.
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" Harry!!!!" Fleur Delacour screamed in ecstasy as she came hard. She had quickly retired to her bedroom after the events of the great hall and had locked and silenced her room.
Harry Potter was not what she had expected. He was something more than that. In all her life, being a Veela brought forth to you, various numbers of men with different characters. But this man was unlike any she had seen. He felt perfect for Fleur Delacour.
She started to stimulate herself with Harry Potter in her mind. Oh the things she would do to him if she gets a chance.
Her magic sang in tune with his. She almost orgasmed in the great hall when she felt his power leaking out of him.
For now, she would play it down. She still didn't know the man he was. She needed to know him better before she could make a move. If he's anything like how she wants her man to be, then Harry Potter would never ever escape Fleur Delacour's clutches.
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Harry Potter sat in front of the portraits of his ancestors.
" I did it." He told the portraits. There was a resounding cheer for his declaration. Many congratulated him for his achievements.
His grandfather and grandmother looked at him with pride in their eyes. " Well done Harry. You have grown very quickly and into a young man that we will be very proud of." Dorea said with happy tears in her eyes.
Charlus nodded. " You have made us very proud, son. You now are ready for this world. You will stand victorious in all your endeavours." He spoke with a smile.
Harry got up and bowed to all the portraits. The portrait of William Potter was asleep and Harry didn't disturb him. Not now.
He made his way to his room.
" Tippy." He called his elf.
" Master??" The elf popped in.
" Please bring my letters." He told the elf who disappeared and appeared with a pop holding a stack of letters.
" Master be needing anything else??" The elf asked him.
" No thank you. Go and retire for the night Tippy." He smiled at the elf who smiled back and left with a pop.
Harry sat up for sometime reading the letters. He smiled at the letters he had received. One letter stood out for him.
A letter from Daphne. She had written asking about him and if he was alright because he had not written back to any of them.
It warmed his heart that she cared so much. Blaise, Astoria and Tracy too cared about him but there was something about Daphne. Something nice.
He fell asleep holding her letter in his hand and dreaming about a blonde haired blue eyed beauty.
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The next morning, he left to Hogwarts. He entered the great hall and the notices stopped. He saw that all the other schools were present too.
Dumbledore saw Harry enter the hall.
" Mr Potter. Are you ready??" He asked.
Harry shrugged and walked up to the head table and sat on the stool. The hat suddenly spoke up to the surprise of the hall.
" Mr Potter??" Harry looked at the hat.
" I told you this would happen. You belong in another place. I told this the very first day here. You would have been great in Slytherin and I stand by that. So…..
SLYTHERIN!!!!" The hat shouted to the great hall.
Harry nodded and got up. He walked to the Slytherin table and with a wave of his wand changed the colour of his robes to the silver and green.
The hall was dead silent as Harry made his way towards Daphne and sat down next to her.
She smiled brilliantly at him and he did the same.
" Welcome to Slytherin." Daphne spoke softly. Harry nodded.
" Well, it seems that we have a new snake." Blaise drawled smoothly.
" If you speak like that to me again, I will make sure that you won't have kids for the rest of your life." Harry growled.
Blaise stopped in his tracks and paled. He relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief when Harry smiled.
" Harry!!!" Harry smiled when he saw Astoria drop into the seat next to him.
" Hello Astoria." He greeted the girl.
" Where did you go all these days??" She asked and then pouted.
" You didn't come to my birthday as well." She complained. Harry smiled.
" I was preoccupied. But I do have something for you." He took out a small box from inside his robes.
" Belated birthday wishes Astoria." Harry wished the girl and smiled when her eyes lit up brilliantly.
The girl tore through the wrapper and opened the box excitedly. She gasped when she saw a brilliant pair of diamond earrings.
" Is...is that…." She stuttered and Harry interrupted.
" The blood diamonds?? Yes. It is." Harry replied and the surrounding students gasped.
Those diamonds were works of art and cost around ten million galleons. There were only a handful of people that could buy it.
" B.. but … but Harry, I can't take it. It's too expensive." She shrieked.
Harry snickered.
" You can and will. I heard how well you defended me. That requires a reward. After All, how can I not give a good birthday gift to my favourite student." Harry said dramatically.
Astoria looked on in amusement.
" I am your only student, Harry." She told the boy who froze.
" Ahh, that is neither here nor there. You will take it or I will feed you to the hippogriffs near the Potter Manor." He snapped at the girl.
Astoria laughed at that and hugged Harry tightly. " Thank you." She whispered.
Harry shook his head.
" No problem, little one. You're welcome." He told the girl.
" Uhm .. if you are done with hugging each other out, you can let go. It's disgusting." Daphne frowned as she spoke.
Astoria shot her a smug look." Jealous Daph??" She asked her sister who blushed brilliantly under Harry's gaze.
" Astoria." She hissed to her sister who just giggled.
" Harry. This is my cousin. Fleur Delacour." Daphne introduced Harry to an extremely beautiful girl.
The moment their eyes met, Harry knew the girl was not a full human. He felt a pinch on his magic and immediately put two and two together. 'Veela' he surmised.
Fleur Delacour was a bit nervous to meet Harry Potter. She wasn't one to feel flustered but his presence was making her extremely hot.
When her blue eyes met his emerald green, she stopped holding back and her allure blasted around the area as she felt like losing hersellf in his eyes.
She held her breath, and waited for his eyes to glaze over and for him to become a mess but that didn't happen. He sat perfectly straight and completely in control of himself. He didn't budge. He didn't make a fool of himself. And he didn't try to go out of his way to impress her.
He was immune to her allure!!!! Fleur felt positively ecstatic. She beamed at Harry as he kissed her hand sending tingles down her back.
" Greetings heiress Delacour. It's certainly a pleasure to see you." He gave her a charming and easy smile, that didn't have any unwanted messages, ill thoughts or any kind of manipulation.
She blushed without knowing.
" And you as … as well… Lord Potter. I am pleased to make your acquaintance." She bowed to him.
" Now, none of this Lord stuff. A friend fo Daphne is a friend of mine. You can call me Harry, Heiress Delacour." He told the girl.
" You should call me Fleur.. uhm Harry. As you said, we are friends after all." She gave him a brilliant smile.
" Probably something more in the coming days Harry." She said softly and licked her lips which was not seen by Harry but was noticed by Daphne and Elena who glared at the girl.
" And this is our friend and that git's sister. Elena Zabini." Daphne introduced her to Harry. Harry was again face to face with another beautiful girl.
' This one isn't a Veela but damn is she beautiful.' Harry thought.
" Lord Potter." She greeted.
" Pleased to meet you Ms Zabini. You can stop with all this lord stuff and call me Harry." He told the girl with an easy smile.
Elena smiled at the man in front of her. He was extremely handsome. Strong and powerful. He was wise, something she immediately noticed by looking in his eyes.
He had a charm and grace around him.
The man felt so right to her.
" Yes Harry." She told with a slight pink hue on her cheeks.
Harry smiled at the girl. He then went back to his breakfast. He was deep in some thought and suddenly looked up when he saw Draco Malfoy coming towards him.
The boy strutted towards Harry and stood near him. Harry raised his eyebrows at the boy and his lackeys.
" Malfoy. Good morning." He greeted the boy politely.
Malfoy sneered at him.
" So Potter. Decided to show yourself finally?? It was boring here without you to trouble me. Now that you are here, I will make you pay for making me doubt my father. You may think I am silly, but I will get you back. Mark my words Scar head." He snarled at Harry.
The hall waited with curiosity to see what Harry would do.
Harry got up and stood in front of Malfoy.
He looked into the boy' s eyes. He then grinned that made Draco Malfoy uncomfortable.
He patted the boy's cheek.
His smile turned totally feral.
" Bring it on, Draco. Bring it on." He nodded at the boy and walked out of the hall whistling a tune.
TBC--
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