Alright people here we goooo!
This is the part of the story I have been waiting for, Harry is all grown up and shit is about to hit the fan.
There is a time jump here, the cast is now 6 years older which puts Harry at 16. OH—I played around with ages so Viktor Krum is only 17 not 19 as he should be, Cedric and the twins are 17 as well.
And there is an OC, but to be fair we were introduced to none of the Dumstrang students, so for all we know he was a character.
I will not be trying my hand at Bulgarian or accents. Bulgarian will be marked *like this*. And magically they all speak perfect English.
Enjoy!
Hadrian watched out the port window as the sea passed by and turned into the murky green of a lake. Sighing he sopped into a seat by the fire and glared into the flames.
*What would your father if he could see you now Heir Potter-Black? Such a lack of decorum,* Viktor Krum teased from his seat on the couch. In front of him was a table, a Quidditch model set up with figures flying around. He would be at school until he officially joined the Bulgarian team next year but the coach made sure to send him to model to learn the plays.
Hadrian turned his head to him, a red ball of light playing around his fingers, "I am not in the mood Viktor.*
Rowena raised her head from her place in front of the fire, her eyelids were down but her presence was still terrifying, "I can bite him hatchling, if you like?"
"We have talked about this Row, Viktor is a friend. We don't kill friends."
Viktor kept his eyes firmly on the snake as she let out a hiss that sounded suspiciously like a sigh and dropped back down in front of the fire. Relaxing he fell back into the couch and let out the breath he had been holding. Blood Thirsty thing. He didn't think Hadrian would actually hurt him, but even the thought of being on the end of his temper was terrifying. Viktor had taken Hadrian under his wing his first year of Dumstrang, not that he needed it. By winter break that year Hadrian had a reputation of retribution for any slight that came his way, the only person who had escaped it so far was Viktor. .
*It won't be that bad Hadrian. Plus you get to be with Draco, I know how you hate for him to be far from you for so long,* Viktor said before running another play.
Hadrian hummed, *True. But I know something is going to happen, even Father is concerned.*
*Oh,* Viktor blinked and gave Hadrian his full attention, *Do you think Dumbledore is going to try something? Your legally a Bulgarian citizen, he couldn't even try to keep you. It would be a political nightmare and he's still in hot water over the Wizengamot scandal, not to mention the werewolf.*
*It doesn't mean he wouldn't try. Especially when he finds out Marvolo is my father,* Hadrian said petting Rowenas flume as she settled into his lap, *Even the magic of the Wizengamot wouldn't convince that old fool that he's not Voldemort.*
In the summer of Hadrians 15th birthday Marvolo decided it was time to officially come out of hiding and introduced himself to Britians Wizarding world by taking his rightful place in the Wizengamot. With his seats and holding proxy over Sirius and Hadrians seat he drastically shifted the power of the room. The dark had officially taken over much to the fear of many, however the only changes he voted on did nothing but to improve the world. Dumbledore didn't care, he had taken one look at Marvolo and claimed him to be Voldemort.
It had been a long year since then, Dumbledore tried at every corner to convince the world Marvolo was Voldemort. He was not succeeding and losing more support every session. This year he was being watched incredibly close after announcing that a werewolf was going to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. The appointment of Remus Lupin in the school did nothing but solidify that something was going to happen for Hadrian and his parents. Unfortunately there wasn't much they could do.
*What ever happens brother, I will be there for you,* Viktor assured him holding his fist to his chest.
*Thank you Viktor,* Hadrian smiled, after being his mentor in his first year of Dumstrang, they had become fast friends. Viktor was one of the few people in his life that didn't attempt to lie or sugarcoat things with him. He was sure in his place as his right hand and Hadrian trusted him.
*I will admit, I'm excited to see how Draco will be handling Dimitri,* Viktor said with a smug smile.
Hadrian groaned and sunk even further into the chair. Dimitri Volkoff had to be the most insentient pest Hadrian had the misfortune to meet. They were in the same year and sometime around 4th year Dimitri had decided that Hadrian belonged with him and spent every moment he could trying to convince him of it. The only thing that saved him was the fact that he was the Bulgarian Ministers son. The minister was retiring that year however and the next one will be firmly in Marvolos pockets. Dimitris days were numbered as far as Hadrian was concerned, he just had to make sure Draco didn't kill him before the new year.
*You won't be laughing when we have to hide the body,* Harry mumbled.
The ship jerked and Hadrian glanced out the window as the water rushed past, he felt it break the surface and cleared his face.
*Remember, do not say my name out loud. We are keeping my identity a secret for as long as we can.*
The students of Hogwarts were waiting impatiently for the international students to arrive. But none were more impatient then Draco Malfoy. Dressed in his best Hogwarts robes he stood in front of the Slytherin cohort and fought against tapping his foot. Hadrian would be with him this year, no more having to fight off Pansy or having to field off incessant questions about who his betrothed was. The years had been good to him, his hair still shinned a platinum white but now brushed his shoulders. He had lost all of the baby fat that clung to him and he stood tall and strong. He still had a light tan from the month he spent on the Island Hadrian had gifted him with for his 16th birthday. It had just been him and Hadrian, the sun, the sea, and being thankful their contract had no purity clause.
He watched as the Beauxbatons carriage flew down to the ground, the winged horses fluttering their wings as they landed. Madam Maxine exited out of the carriage and was followed by a dozen girls in periwinkle robes. They were going to freeze by November.
Ignoring them his attention was captured by the Dumstrang ships main mass breaking through the water. Draco watched as their headmaster Karkaroff stepped out of the ship, Viktor Krum directly behind him and next to him, Hadrian.
His thick black curly hair reached just past his shoulders, the brown uniform fit perfectly against him ,but in Dracos opinion hiding the best parts of his body, a brown cloak thrown across one shoulder. Draco met Hadrians eyes briefly as they were drawn to him like a magnet before he turned back to his headmaster. Draco had expected this of course, the plan was to meet in the Great Hall. Draco was sure Hadrian had planned something for the moment and he could hardly wait.
"Is that a Basilisk?"
Draco mentally rolled his eyes as he heard Hermione Grangers yell, her finger pointed at Rowena who had followed Hadrian out of the ship. At the yell all attention was brought to her, stopping she looked around and then pointed to herself with her tail. Hadrian teaching her English was one of his greatest achievements. She wasn't fluent of course, but she could get the guise of what was being said.
"Yes," Headmaster Karkoff said as he stood by the other teachers, "She is the familiar to one of our students, I assure you shes perfectly safe."
"I don't know if it's wise to have her in the castle Igor," Dumbledore said stroking his beard, "We wouldn't want an accident."
"Its non-negotiable Headmaster, she has a tether charm on her. I couldn't keep the beast in the ship if I tried."
Draco frowned slightly from his place with the students, Row wasn't a beast. He could see Viktor and Hadrian frowning as well, Viktor said something quietly to Hadrian who inclined his head. Rowena climbed up the Bulgarian player and settled around his shoulder.
"She will not be a bother Headmaster Dumbledore, she is very well behaved," Viktor said loud enough to carry over to the students. Karkoff didn't correct that it wasn't Viktors snake, best for his health Draco thought.
"Lets get inside, the feast will commence!" Dumbledore said pleasantly before leading Madam Maxine into the castle. The students filled in after, Draco had lost sight of Hadrian as he settled into his seat at the great hall.
The two international schools hadn't joined them, Draco remembered Hadrian had said something about a showoff.
Sitting in his custom place at Slytherin table he watched as the door opened and the witches of Beauxbatons came fluttering. Their dance was elegant and beautiful, a release of butterflys signaling the end. Around him boys all went glassy eyed as Fleur Delacor danced around before settling at Ravenclaw table next to Luna.
The doors shut again and the room fell into silence as they waited for Dumstrang. Draco could hear the beating of sticks on stone as the door opened and they came strolling in. Where the Beauxbatons entrence was beauty and grace the Dumstrangs was a show of power and fire, trailing in last was Krum and Hadrian. Draco could hear whispers of Krums name up and down the hall as they realized exactly who had the deadly snake around his shoulders.
Draco stayed down as the school gave their rendition of Hoggy Hoggy Hogwarts before it was finally time for the students of Dumstrang to sit down.
In the buzz of the hall while everyone sat a flicker of light fell from the ceiling and flew around before landing infront of Draco. It took the form of Dracos animugas, a sphinx cat, before flashing white disappearing and leaving only a ring box.
Draco looked up and found Hadrian making his way to him, ignoring the eyes of the hall while they stared at him intently.
Hadrian only had eyes for Draco and kneeler next to his seat, the box jumping into his hands.
"I know you already have something the bracelet, but I thought it was time for an upgrade," Hadrian said quietly, in the silence of the hall it carried. Students quickly stood up on benches and tables to get a good look at what was happening.
Dracos breath left him as he stared at the ring in the box. Like the bracelet it was goblin made silver, the same filigree design making the band, clusters of tiny diamonds hid in the band, making it shine as the light hit it. In the middle of the ring was an Oval diamond, four carats and shinning in a way muggle diamonds could never.
Draco looked into Hadrians eyes and just like all those years ago held out his hand, "Okay."
Hadrian smiled and yanked Draco out of his seat before dipping him and kissing him passionately. The Great Hall exploded into applause and screams, the Dumstrang students staffs hit the floor in a cadence and more butterflies came from the French students. All going ignored as Hadrian slipped the ring onto his finger and sat them down at the table.
"Bloody Hell Hadrian, how are any of us suppose to compare to you," Theodor Nott complained from his side.
Hadrian shrugged, "You can't."
"Draco, it's good to see you again," Viktor said before brushing a kiss across his knuckles and looking closely at the ring, "I have said it before, but congratulations."
"Thank you Viktor," Draco said politely, smile still in place. He didn't think it was every going to go away. Since the moment Hadrian placed the bracelet on his wrist Draco knew that Hadrian was it. There was no question the contract would be signed when they turned 11.. Everyday since Hadrian placed the bracelet on Dracos wrist he made sure Draco knew that he was the most important person in his life. He treated him like a king and made sure he had whatever he needed or wanted. Hadrian was also possessive of Draco to a disturbing degree, according to Lucius, Draco disagreed with that. He liked that about Hadrian, a possessive Hadrian always made for a fun time for Draco. Draco wasn't much different, he had cursed many a witches and wizards when their gaze lingered to long.
The most important part of their relationship however was that Draco always felt safe. Hadrian had a cruel streak and a fiery temper that, even he would admit, could sometimes be set off like a match striking a light. But never with Draco, most of the time the only person who could calm him down in those times was Draco. A job he took very seriously, mostly. Some people need to learn to keep their hands to themselves.
All in all it was looking like it was going to be a great year.
Hadrian held Dracos hand throughout dinner, his eyes scanning the hall as he made small talk with his and Dracos friends. They landed briefly on Lupin before continuing to Severus who looked like he had something that smelled under his nose.
"Ten gallons Severus snaps before I do," Hadrian said quietly to Draco.
Draco glanced at the head table and shook his head, "Loser bet darling, he's in much closer quarters then you. Better chances."
"For now, once they know who I am it may change the game," Hadrian said taking a sip of his pumpkin juice, "Who do you think will be Hogwarts?"
"I don't know. A few Slytherin upper years are entering but none of them are exactly Triwizard tournament material. I don't know about the rest of the school, what about Dumstrang?"
"Viktor. Many are trying of course but we all know who the winner will be."
"Not you," Draco said sharply giving Hadrian a look.
"Not me love, I don't need eternal glory. I already have you," Hadrian said, lifting Dracos hand and kissing it lightly.
Draco blushed and rolled his eyes, "You've been taking lessons from the vampires again I see."
"Enough of that you prat. My girlfriend can hear you," Theo hissed as he glanced over at Daphne Greengrass who looked after when she heard Theo.
"Theo, I adore you. You know I do, but there is only one Hadrian in this world," She said with a laugh as she turned back to her friends.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Theo asked turning back to his friends.
"That I am a work of art and you my friend are a sketch done by a toddler," Hadrian said giving him a wink.
Dumbledore looked over at the Slytherin table as laughter rang out through the great hall.
"Severus," He said turning to look at the man, "Who is the boy with Draco?"
"His betrothed," Severus said, "I don't know much about him, just that they met at a ball of some sort as children and have been attached since."
"I see. Do you know his name?"
"No," Severus said before going back to his dinner and ending the conversation.
Albus nodded before looking back at the boy, something was familiar about him. He would need to find out the boys name.
"Look whos coming in," Hadrian whispered to his friends, his eyes locked on side door. Ludovic Bagman came slinking into the hall taking a place next to Karkaroff. Ludo, as he liked to be called, was the Department head of Magical Sports and Games and was famous for his gambling addiction. He once tried to pull one over on Hadrian, in return Ludo still flinched every time he caught sight of him.
"Who are you waiting for?" Blaise asked from his side next to Theo.
"Wait for it, he's bloody dramatic," Hadrian said a smirk pulling at his lips.
"No, he's not," Draco breathed, anticipation filling him as he caught on, "Why didn't you tell me!"
"Surprises," Hadrian smiled over at him.
The doors to the Great Hall banged open. Dumbledore rose in his seat wand in hand, no twinkle in site of those blue eyes.
Marvolo Gaunt walked into the Hall as if he owned it, his fine robes were pressed perfectly and fit his slim build perfectly. His long black hair was pulled back around his neck, a Black Heirloom keeping it tied in the back.
"Your not welcome in this school…Gaunt," Dumbledore said from his place on the platform.
"You weren't informed Headmaster? I've been asked to be a judge in the game," Marvolo said with a grin, making his way up to the table and sitting next to Madam Maxine greeting her with a true smile.
Hadrian held onto Dracos hand tightly, amusement shooting through him by the look in Dracos eyes he knew he was feeling the same. Getting one up on Dumbledore was always a magnificent feeling.
As soon as the tables were cleared of dinner everyone sat up straighter and looked at the stage eagerly. It was time.
"Welcome all to Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry!" Dumbledore called as he stood up, " A few things to say before we bring out the cup. First introductions, Mr. Ludo Bagman, Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports and Mr. Marvolo Gaunt, head of the Wizengamot."
"This game was brought to us by the hard work of Mr. Bagman and Mr. Crouch who couldn't be with us today. They will be joining myself, Headmaster Karkaroff and Madame Maxine on the panel that will judge the champions efforts."
An excited murmur swept through the room at the word "Champion" , "Mr. Filch the Goblet please," Dumbledore said stepping to the side as Filch bright in a great wooden chest encrusted with Jewels.
"The instructions have already been examined by the ministries in being represented in this hall. There will be three tasks through out the school year. They will test the champions in their magical prowess, daring, powers of deduction and of course their ability to cope with danger."
Silence filled the hall, some students looked cowered, others leaned forward in obvious excitement.
"The champions will be selected from an impartial selector: The Goblet of Fire," with this he tapped the top of the chest three times. The wood melted away and left a large silver jewel encrusted cup with clear windows. Blue fire swirled against the windows and flowed up to the top of the cup, blue-white flames dancing around the brim.
"Anyone wishing to submit themselves will place a piece of paper with their name on it into the goblet. Tomorrow night on Halloween the goblet will provide the names of the three most worthy champions to represent each school. It will be placed in the entrence hall for all starting tonight and will remain there until it's time to pull the names."
"Any wishing to place their names into the Goblet remember, you must be seventeen. I will be drawing the age line myself to ensure no underage students will be able to enter the Goblet for their protection."
"Lastly, once a champion is selected you will be placed into a binding magical contract. There will be no changes of heart once selected, be very sure you are ready to be a champion if you place the name into the goblet."
After dinner Draco joined Hadrian in his cabin on the boat. The door had just shut behind them when Dracos back hit the door and Hadrian was pressed against him kissing him hard before pulling back and looking into his eyes, "Are you happy Precious? I had Griphook design the ring from the bracelet."
"You know I am Mon guerrier, c'est magnifique," Draco purred bringing Hadrians lips back to him.
Hadrians felt arousal slither down his spine, Draco…French..his precious was playing dirty. Hadrian slide his tongue across Dracos lips lightly his hands gripping his hips tightly. Draco opened easily, eagerly kissing Hadrian back, tangling his hands into Hadrians long black hair pulling him closer.
Hadrian slide his hands from Dracos waist to his thighs, grasping them firmly he lifting him up. Draco groaned and wrapped his legs around Hadrians waist tightly pulling him firmly against him, feeling him hard against his hip.
A sharp knock on the door interrupted anything further.
Pulling away Hadrian glared at the door, "Who is it?"
"Your Father," Marvolos voice drawled from the other side of the door, "If you could put Draco down I would like to talk."
Hadrian looked down at Draco and gave him one last lingering kiss before softly letting him go and directing him to a chair.
"Come in."
Marvolo strolled in and took the available seat across from them, smirking at Hadrians glare.
"You had an entire month together on that Island. I unlike Sirius and Lucius know you enjoyed yourselves throughly. One night will not harm you."
"I haven't seen Draco in a month, it just might kill me," Hadrian sniped back picking up Draco and setting him in his lap, wrapping his arms around Dracos waist tightly as Draco cuddled into him.
"Ignore him Marvolo, it is wonderful to see you. I didn't know you were to be a judge," Draco said giving his father-in-law to be a bright smile.
"I thought it would be a fun surprise," Marvolo said with a grin.
"It will be a long time before I forget Dumbledores face," Hadrian said as he nosed into Dracos neck.
Draco giggled and pushed his head away before kissing him lightly, "Stop it. We are talking to your Father!"
Marvolo smiled as he took them in, he hadn't been nearly as concerned as Sirius was about them having a falling out but the chance was always there. They were children when Hadrian started it and all relationships had a chance at failure especially those started so young. There had been no need to worry. Hadrian would kill anyone who attempted to take Draco from him, in fact he had killed for Draco.
And Draco…Marvolo looked close at Draco. Still fighting with Hadrian in the chair, laughing freely, his eyes sparkling in the light with love. Draco was the softer of the two, he tended to stay away from murder and torture that would happen from around them but Marvolo knew, he would kill for Hadrian in a heartbeat if he needed.
"Yes Hadrian, have some decorum. I would hate to have to tell your papa what you were doing against the door when I knocked," Marvolo smirked taking a drink from tea that had been delivered by Kreacher, who had followed his Master Hadrian to Dumstrang.
Hadrian instantly stopped and looked at his father in horror, "You wouldn't! You know how he gets Father."
Marvolo inclined his head, "Draco dear, what is that I see on your finger?"
Draco smiled and jumped off Hadrians lap, avoiding the hands trying to pull him back, before making his way to Marvolo, "Hadrian gave it to me at dinner! Isn't it beautiful!"
Marvolo took a hold of Dracos hand and looked at the ring before letting out a low whistle, "It is gorgeous Draco. He wouldn't let anyone see it until you did, your mother is going to covet it."
Draco preened before dropping back into Hadrians lap giving him a deep slow kiss. Marvolo rolled his eyes before coughing for their attention, "Honestly you two, its been a month. Thank Merlin there wasn't a purity clause on your contract, it would have been decently broken by now."
Draco blushed brightly and looked away while Hadrian shrugged, "It's not our fault we thought ahead."
"We? That was all you. Pervert," Draco mumbled pushing Hadrians shoulder lightly.
"I told you I wasn't sure what it was, I just had ideas. Besides you can't act like your not thankful I had the foresight."
"So Marvolo," Draco said ignoring Hadrians comment, cheeks still pink, "Will you be staying here all school year?"
They both ignored Hadrians quiet, "I hope not."
"No, only for the drawing of the champions and the tasks. Other then that I will be home and working."
"How did you even get to be a judge? I thought it was suppose to be Crouch?" Hadrian asked
"I have a better relationship with the French and Bulgarian ministers, they can not stand crouch. They only agreed if I could be the in between," Marvolo placed his cup on the table and stood up, "I have to go back to the Castle and call Sirius. You boys have a good night."
"By Father."
"By Marvolo."
"So now that we are alone.." Hadrian trailed off laying kisses onto Dracos shoulder.
Dracos breath hitched and he tilted his head slightly, "I can't stay longer love, I have to help some first years with DADA."
Hadrian cursed and lightly bit Dracos shoulder, smiling when he felt Draco shiver, "Fine. Leave me all alone, in this cold lonely room."
"You will be fine my love. I'll spend the weekend with you, promise," Draco promised placing a light kiss onto Hadrians lips.
"Yes dear," Hadrian pouted
"Unless I find a way into your room before then,"Hadrian added as an after thought.
Draco laughed and with one last lingering kiss he made his way out of the room.
