The Great Hall was in admits of anarchy. Tonight was Halloween night and was the night that the three champions of the Triwizard Tournament were announced. Several people had put themselves in for the chance to represent their school. The Weasley twins, however, had tried and failed, sporting white beards for the rest of the day. Dumbledore had eventually taken pity on them and removed them, but waited until the entire school had seen what would happen if they crossed the age line Dumbledore had erected.
As it was a Saturday, pupils were not required to be there. However all potential champions were. If they weren't present, they would be brought to the Great Hall by magic.
Dumbledore had called for everybody's attention in the Great Hall. 'As the Headmaster of the hosting school of the Triwizard Tournament,' he said, with an air of sophistication and seniority, 'it is my great pleasure to officially open the Triwizard Tournament.' The hall went into hysterics. Dumbledore waited until the noise died down. 'Now, without further ado, the Champion for Durmstrung is…' he said. And then they waited. The cup suddenly emitted a burnt piece of parchment. Dumbledore caught it and announced the name. '…Viktor Krum.' Suddenly, half the Slytherin table arose in cheers. Viktor came up to the Head Table and stood in front to his Headmaster, Karkaroff. 'The campion for Beauxbatons is…' The paper came out of the cup. '…Fleur Delacour.' The Ravenclaw table, where that school was sitting went up and a beautiful young lady came forward. 'The Hogwarts champion is…' Dumbledore said. The paper came out, but he waited a few minutes to build the tension, 'Cedric Diggory,' The majority of the school erupted in applause, even the Slytherins, but especially the Hufflepuff's. 'Now we have our three champions,' Dumbledore began, when Cedric had reached the front. But then the cup burst to life. It started to spark blue and purple light, just like it had done on the previous three occasions. A fourth piece of parchment came out of the Goblet of Fire. Dumbledore was taken aback. When he caught it, the Goblet's fire died.
'Harry Potter,' Dumbledore announced. There was silence in the Hall. Dumbledore instinctively looked down the Gryffindor table for Ron and Hermione. He saw them, but no Harry. He was worried, as he had a funny suspicion that Harry would be entered. The Hogwarts Headmaster knew, however that he would be teleported to the hall.
Suddenly, a bed appeared. This was unexpected, however not as unexpected as what was on the bed. There was a man, Dumbledore assumed was Harry. But he had a girl with him. Two, to be precise. The first was laying on her front, covered in only a blanket. The second was slowly descending herself on the man. Luckily, there was the bed spread covering them, but nothing was left to the imagination. Suddenly, she screamed. The man leant down and gave her a kiss. 'It's alright, Story,' he said. It was no mistaking him now. He was Harry Potter, fucking a girl called Story. 'You can move now, Harry,' she said. And he did.
For the next ten minutes, the entire population of Hogwarts and their guests were treated to Harry Potter and his girl grunting and moaning in their sex-filled happiness. The other girl was still lying there. 'I'm about to…,' Harry said. 'I want it inside,' she said. 'Because, of the bizarre, barbaric pure-blood law.' 'Yes, I love you.' And then she and Harry let out an extremely loud scream as they came.
The girl looked past Harry and screamed. 'What is it, Tori,' Harry asked. 'We're not in the Chamber anymore.' 'What do you mean?' And then he saw the ceiling, the same ceiling he saw upon entry to Hogwarts. 'We're in the Great Hall,' Astoria streaked and began to cry. She was right. He was in the Great Hall, naked, having just had sex with his new wife.
'Lady Hogwarts.' Harry said. 'Yes, my Lord,' a voice said. It sounded old, but sweet. 'Can you erect wards around us, please?' 'Of cause Master.' The schools, however only heard Harry. The voice of Hogwarts emulated into the heads of the occupants on the bed. Suddenly wards appeared around the bed and the bed, Harry and the two girls disappeared from view.
Dumbledore was stunned. Had Harry just talked to the school? What did this surprising development mean for his plans?
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Inside the wards, Harry was trying to awaken Daphne. He eventually succeeded. 'Where are we?' she asked, having vaguely heard Astoria mention the Great Hall. 'We seem to be in the Great Hall,' Harry said. Whilst he was talking, he was trying to comfort Story. He was not scared, however. He had the power to destroy the culprit of this debacle.
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Dumbledore was trying, desperately to calm the schools down. Not only were the other heads on his case about Harry Potter, but had just seen Harry Potter, his protégé having sex with two unnamed girls, neither of them Ginny Weasley. He could not get through the extremely powerful wards surrounding the bed. He was planning on wiping the memories of everyone, but he could not afford an international incident, even as the head of the IWC. He knew that the other heads and a few of the older students, not to mention the vast majority of his teachers would be able to remember what happened. He was stuck.
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Harry had calmed everyone down inside the wards. His plan was to move his family down to the Chamber of Secrets. If anybody at Hogwarts angered him or argued, they would be fired or expelled, whichever was appropriate. However, his most damaging problem was clothing. He decided what to do. 'Dobby,' he called. The House Elf appeared almost instantly. 'Dobby, can you get our clothing from the Chamber of Secrets?' Harry asked, before Dobby could ask him what he wanted. 'Of course, Master,' Dobby said, and he popped away. A couple of seconds later he was back with their clothing. 'Thanks, Dobby,' Harry said, 'await my call.' 'Yes Master,' Dobby said and went away. Harry instructed the girls to put on their clothes. They did. 'Do you trust me?' Harry asked. 'Yes,' the girls said, Astoria straight away. Daphne needed a little time to think. Daphne realised that all of her carefully built alliances had been destroyed. She voiced her concern to her husband. 'Don't worry,' he said, 'right now, I'm pissed and I'd fear for the ones that stop me.' 'You mean...' 'Yes, Daph, I'll get rid of them, legally.'