Elysian Potter: The Forgotten Queen.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own the original idea for this story. All rights for the characters go to the magnificent J. K. Rowling and the original idea belongs to CharmedMilliE-Karry Master.

Elysian's Theme Song: You Should See Me In A Crown, Billie Ellis – Castle, Hasley – The Devil Within, Digital Daggers – Don't Make Me, MALINDA – Doll House, Melanie Martinez.

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Tri-Wizard Tournament

Through the gates, flanked with statues of winged boars, and up the sweeping drive the carriages trundled, swaying dangerously in what was fast becoming a gale. Leaning against the window, Elysian could see Hogwarts approaching, its many lighted windows blurred and shimmering behind the thick curtains of rain. Lightning flashed across the sky as their carriage came to a halt before the great oak front doors, which stood at the top of a flight of stone steps.

The older student occupying the carriage with them – all of the Seventh-years had taken a carriage alongside the younger Slytherins in order to help keep everyone dry – quickly pulled out his wand. Blaise removed his cloak from his pocket – which had an enlargement charm on it – and wrapped it around Elysian's shoulders as they exited the carriage and walked up the stairs.

Peeves was circling above them when Elysian and Blaise entered. He was holding a water balloon in his ghostly hands and glanced at Elysian with a goofy grin, gesturing for her to move further right and out of the blast radius. He then proceeded to drop the balloon on a certain Weasley who cried out in rage. Elysian couldn't bring herself to care, however, as she suddenly felt a pressure in her mind, like someone was knocking at an invisible door… rather loudly too.

Blaise gently pulled her along, though, as Draco and Daphne joined them. Ronald and Ginny were grumbling about Peeves, who had also water boomed Ginny too, as they pushed past the Slytherins. No one could be bothered to comment on it, they'd get the Weasley's back later.

The Great Hall looked its usual splendid self, decorated for the start-of-term feast. Golden plates and goblets gleamed by the light of hundreds of candles, floating over the tables in mid-air. The four long tables were packed with chattering students; at the top of the Hall, the staff sat along one side of a fifth table, facing their pupils.

Professor McGonagall placed a three-legged stool on the ground before the first-years and, on top of it, an extremely old, dirty, patched wizard's hat. The first-years stared at it. So did everyone else. For a moment, there was silence. Then a tear near the brim opened wide like a mouth, and the hat broke into song:

"A thousand years or more ago,

When I was newly sewn,

There lived four wizards of renown,

Whose names are still well known:

Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,

Fair Ravenclaw, from Glen,

Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,

Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.

They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,

They hatched a daring plan

To educate young sorcerers

Thus Hogwarts began.

Now each of these four founders

Formed their own house, for each

Did value different virtues

In the ones they had to teach.

By Gryffindor, the bravest were

Prized far beyond the rest;

For Ravenclaw, the cleverest

Would always be the best;

For Hufflepuff, hard workers were

Most worthy of admission;

And power-hungry Slytherin

Loved those of great ambition.

While still alive they did divide

Their favourites from the throngs,

Yet how to pick the worthy ones

When they were dead and gone?

'Twas Gryffindor who found the way,

He whipped me off his head

The founders put some brains in me

So I could chose instead!

Now slip me snug about your ears,

I've never yet been wrong,

I'll have a look inside your mind

And tell where you belong!"

The Great Hall rang with applause as the sorting hat finished.

The Sorting began but Elysian wasn't paying attention, she was too busy trying to figure out where the knocking was coming from. Emerald eyes scanned the head table until they connected with the black pools that belonged to Professor Snape. All of a sudden the knocking stopped and something else took its place: a voice!

"Miss Potter do not react," said the voice of Professor Snape. "And do not break eye-contact with me."

"What do you want, Professor?"

"Come to my office after the feast. I need to speak with you. Privately."

The voice disappeared just as Dumbledore stood up to speak and she was forced to break eye-contact with Professor Snape.

Out of the corner of her eye, Elysian spotted Daphne's younger sister – Astoria – flirting with Blaise. She ignored it, trusting Blaise and Daphne, and turned to listen to the man who had destroyed her life. The knocked came back, however, causing her to wince as she attempted to focus.

"So!" said Dumbledore, smiling around at them all. "Now that we are all fed and watered, I must once more ask for your attention, while I give out a few notices.

"Mr Filch, the caretaker, has asked me to tell you that the list of objects forbidden inside the castle has this year been extended to include Screaming Yo-yos, Fanged Frisbees and Ever-Bashing Boomerangs. The full list comprises some four hundred and thirty-seven items, I believe, and can be viewed in Mr Filch's office, if anybody would like to check it."

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched.

He continued, "As ever, I would like to remind you all that the Forest in the grounds is out-of-bounds to students, as is the village of Hogsmeade to all below the third year.

"It is also my painful duty to inform you that the inter-house Quidditch Cup will not take place this year."

The sounds of outrage echoed around the Great Hall but no one at the Slytherin table made a sound, having already known this was happening.

Dumbledore continued, "This is due to an event that will be starting in October, and continuing throughout the school year, taking up much of the teacher's time and energy – but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts –"

But at that moment, there was a deafening rumble of thunder, and the doors of the Great Hall banged open. At the same time, the knocking in Elysian's mind became louder to the point where she has to hold back a whimper.

A man stood in the doorway, leaning upon a long staff, shrouded in a black travelling cloak. Every head in the Great Hall swivelled towards the stranger, suddenly brightly illuminated by a fork of lightning that flashed across the ceiling. He lowered his hood, shook out a long mane of grizzled, dark grey hair, then began to walk towards the teachers' table.

Everyone was silent as he walked up to the Head table and shook Dumbledore's hand. Elysian rubbed her forehead as the knocking suddenly disappeared as if it was never there.

"May I introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher," said Dumbledore brightly, into the silence. "Professor Moody."

No one made any noise. Moody didn't seem to care, however, and instead took a drink from his flask as his magic eye swung around, scanning all of them.

"As I was saying," he said, smiling at the sea of students before him, all of whom were still gazing transfixed at Mad-Eye Moody, "we are to have the honour of hosting a very exciting event over the coming months, an event which has not been held for over a century. It is my very great pleasure to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year."

"You're JOKING!" said Fred loudly.

The tension that had filled the Hall ever since Moody's arrival suddenly broke.

Nearly everyone laughed, and Dumbledore chuckled appreciatively.

"I am not joking, Mr Weasley," he said, "though now that you mention it, I did hear an excellent one over the summer about a troll, a had and a leprechaun who all go into a bar—"

Professor McGonagall cleared her through loudly.

Elysian felt Blaise take her hand and gave her a loving smile as they tried to ignore the rest of what was happening in the Hall. The Slytherin table already knew what the Triwizard Tournament was – since they'd all been informed by their parents. Over Blaise's shoulder, Elysian noticed Astoria glaring at her as Daphne whispered a harsh warning to her.

The outrage was heard when Dumbledore mentioned the age of participants but soon they were all allowed to leave. Elysian kissed Blaise on the cheek with a smile as she disappeared towards Snape's office. She only had to wait a few minutes before Snape arrived, cape billowing behind him, and the two entered the office where Snape quickly warded the office and the two sat down.

"What's going on, sir?" asked Elysian, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

"It would appear, Miss Potter, that your brother isn't the only one courting death and bad luck," said Professor Snape, pulling out Elysian's broom – which she had kept at Hogwarts due to her thinking she was returning the Potter Household – from under his desk.

"Sir?"

"It would appear that someone cursed your broom in hopes that when you used it, you wouldn't survive. The curse was going to activate when you reached a high altitude, thus causing you to fall to your death."

"Who would do such a thing?" asked Elysian, mentally listing all of the people who could have had access to it.

"I'm afraid I don't know. Whoever it was obviously had no idea that I scan all of my student's personal items for anything malicious or relating to a possible prank."

Elysian nodded and silently thanked him for his caution: "What should I do?"

"Just be careful and make sure to not let any of your items out of your sight," said Professor Snape. "Now please return to your dorm."

As quickly as she could, Elysian walked out of the office and back to the dorms. On the way she spotted Ginny trying her best to flirt with Blaise – Astoria standing next to her doing the same – but she, once again, ignored it. There wasn't any point in making a big deal out of something nothing would come of.