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UPDATED:9/30/2019

Chapter 26

Poppy was worried, she had seen Emma having pregnancy sickness through her five months, however this was different. Emma looked as if she was catching something, and that was never good, "Emma, what happened?" she asked laying the young woman back into a bed and began checking her, "Igor, he's a Death Eater… Does Dumbledore not know that? He's- he's dangerous, Poppy. The students-"

"Will be fine my dear girl, I swear to you, Igor Karkaroff is no danger to the students, Sirius or yourself nor your children. He bargained information for his freedom years ago. Yes, he is a Death Eater, but he abandoned Voldemort the moment he was arrested." Dumbledore said rushing in as soon as Dinner was finished.

He had seen her ill state, even more so when Viktor had asked if she was alright, who had a small cold he was just getting over himself but had asked simply because he saw how heavily pregnant as she was.

Dumbledore knew she must have noticed Igor or knew who he had been involved with in the past, probably from the wanted posters that were hanging up years ago and the pictures of all the Follower's who'd been captured, she was even afraid of Bellatrix now. The dark Witch's maddening photograph had nearly sent Emma into tears, especially when she heard about the Longbottom's who she had once been close too, though not as close as they had been to Lily and James. He wanted to comfort her worries she understandably had, though he had a feeling that it wasn't going to be easy.

"Albus, he traded information for his freedom, how can you trust him when he traded one devil for a different demon?" Emma barked. She was infuriated.

With a sigh he said something he knew would probably hit her hard, "He is no different than Severus, Emma." He quickly saw his error when she grew red in the face, an obvious sign of her outraged anger.

"Sev was bullied and manipulated into joining that wretched following! He was humiliated and embarrassed, thinking that by joining he could possibly have some kind of revenge for how he was treated while at school Albus! Severus betrayed them to save Mel, and my family! Igor Karkaroff is NOTHING like Severus Snape!"

'Well, that fell through, she has a point though.' Albus thought to himself with a small nod, she did have a point, Dumbledore knew that was a very poor example, but it had been worth a try, one that seemed to have only worsened the situation. He had tried none the less, "Emma, Karkaroff is no danger to anyone here, why would I allow someone into my school that would cause such disorder and chaos? You trust me, yes?"

"I'd like to trust you Albus, however considering the last few years have proven to be a bit difficult really."

"Emma, rest, please you're raising your blood pressure, it's not good for you or the babies." Poppy scolded, turning a hard look to the Headmaster, "She needs rest Dumbledore, please. You can finish this after she's rested and in better health." She said giving a stern nod thankful he was approving of ending the conversation where it was, they could finish it when she was rested and feeling better

Albus was really going to allow Igor, a trader to the Death Eaters into his school with numbers of vulnerable students, but he always had his reasons, always had a plan and a back-up plan. So, she let it go, for now.

The next day moved forward as any other. Alastor had been acting strange to Emma's notice, but he was always paranoid, so she let the idea go, she kept a close watch over Igor, something wasn't right this year and she had no idea what was wrong. Emma was unsure if it was Igor that had just unbalanced her or if Alastor's strange behavior was just her trying to find fault somewhere, really it was just little thing's she was noticing, but apparently he had performed the three unforgivable curses that morning to his Dark Arts class, poor Neville had suffered the worse when Alastor subjected a spider to the Cruciatus curse, while another had been subjected to the Imperius curse. Hermione, unfortunately, had said she closed her eyes and bit her tongue when he killed the third spider after placing it on her desk in front of her, "There are only two people as of today that have ever survived that curse, and one is in this room." Alastor had pointed his glance towards Harry and Ron felt uneasy, his entire group of close friends had just been petrified all in one day by Alastor Moody.

Draco had his arms around Hermione, who's hand was covering her mouth to keep her from crying out loud, Neville looked like he was spacing and in fear, shaking in his robes, and Harry had leaned back into his chair like that would help him move away from Alastor's eyes. They were all very uncomfortable. He had nearly scared Ron peeing in his pants when he said to give him one of the unforgivable curses, though the only good, or funny thing about the class was when he had sent one of the spiders into Finn's face, his dark hair looked as if it had even paled.

When they had told Emma and Sirius what had happened it deeply bothered both adults. Emma knew Alastor knew better than to subject a kid, teenager or not, let alone his own students, to that kind of firsthand knowledge. She was worried about what had happened when they told them Mad-eye had marched down the steps after Neville and told him to have a cup of tea with him. Emma wanted to believe he was going to talk to the boy and give some kind of Mad-eye apology, but she knew he barely ever apologized.

"Emma, it's done and over with, Dumbledore has likely already spoken to him. Emma for Merlin's sake stop!" Sirius shouted after her, for as pregnant as she was, she could still move fast, he had to jog after her. His saving grace came in the form of Mellena who was heading in their direction and stopped her, turned a huffing Emma back around and pointed back towards the courtyard, "No, you let me or another deal with that, Emma you are months along into your condition and those babies will be healthy when they are born… Walk, get fresh air, go see your nephews and nieces, go see Athella and Horus, their likely stalking Fred and George."

"Yes, seeing the others may help you calm down, or would you rather I floo you back to Molly and Andromeda? Who I'll say, is very angry at you." Sirius scolded her, an obvious 'threat' to send her from Hogwarts and back into a safer, and less stressful, environment. He didn't understand what was wrong with her. For once Sirius was upset with her since he had gotten her back, she was supposed to have stayed at home, until she was better for travel, but being at the school seemed to have only caused her to be more worried and upset, he was really about to send her back, however with Madam Maxime enjoying her time with Emma as of lately, he knew it would upset the women, and he didn't want to have two angry women targeting him, even Mellena may target him for sending Emma away, but he was under the impression she too wanted Emma away from the school as she continued to send her the other way from a possible confrontation.

They were both happy in some small way as they watched her huff and puff on her way out of the school and heading towards Hagrid's, probably looking for some kind of Nature to help her retreat from everything upsetting her, for that they would not stop her from. "Mel, I have no idea what has gotten into her, I'm worried… I have no idea how to handle her this way. It's almost like she's heading to battle or something at every turn." He said with a defeated sigh. Sirius rubbed his face and leaned against one of the beams of the courtyard, he was lost as to how to handle anything at the moment.

Mellena smiled gently and patted his arm in comfort, "Sirius, Emma's used to being the one doing the protecting, she isn't used to being the one protected. For years she was protecting everyone. With her being pregnant, in every woman really, their emotions are always heightened, their fear, their aggression, sorrow, everything. Patience is what is going to be needed here, you both have to learn patience again for one another. Give it some time, try to keep her from going thermal. You both need to be calm. Alastor has been acting… Stranger than normal, but he's in an open field where he thinks he'll be attacked, the man is paranoid as can be, worse really. But he's a brilliant teacher, however, I agree that his recent classes activity was too far. Dumbledore is likely having a few words with him. You both need to not worry as much, Sirius, it isn't healthy, if she tries to argue don't give her the satisfaction of it, same for her towards you."

"That's the crazy thing Mel, that's the first time since I've been back that we even gave one another that kind of look."

Mellena smiled knowing fully well what 'look' he was talking about, but for now, she was going to play dumb, "And what look was that dear friend?"

"The look saying we're going to be having words later on… What else kind of look would she be giving me?" He bustled out, Sirius hated when he angered Emma, and vise versa, but Mellena couldn't help but laugh at him, Emma always gave him that look, maybe he'd forgotten. But she felt terribly for them both because now they had to relearn one another, but this still didn't make that any less funny to her.

When he'd given her a look of 'what the bloody hell are you laughing at,' she gave him an answer, "You both have always given one another that look, Sirius. It'll never change. Just like she'll get over the craziness and kiss you the second she sees you. Go after her, tell her you love her, even if you've told her fifty times today already. She'll always come back to you Sirius Black. And I envy you both on that love." She hadn't meant to sound weak at that moment, but the troubles between her and Severus were really pushing her. This time, she finally had enough of holding everything back she had allowed herself to cry.

Sirius watched with shock, closely watching Mellena's blue eyes he knew so very clearly belonged to Gabrielle, eyes that now belonged to Mellena. Her tears spilled over her eyes and rolled down in thick groupings, his worries were quickly forgotten and his full attention on the crying woman he'd adored so much as a little sister, "Gabby-"

"Sev and I are fighting. I don't know what to do and being pregnant again is not helping-"

"Does he know your pregnant?" He was graced with no answer, which gave him the impression Severus didn't know, "How far along?" he wasn't expecting her to fully break down on him.

Mellena's sobs grew heavy, trying to help her two friends with their own things had really sent her into her own downward spiral, "Almost three months… Sirius, he's acting so strange, the kids barely see him anymore and Athella is such a daddy's girl. She always asks me when he's coming home, and I don't have an answer to tell her because I don't know. I don't understand what's going on. All he said was it was for the better. He's so cold to me, barely seeing the children-" though she was interrupted before she could finish her distressed situation when her name was called out, "Mellena." The owner of the voice sounded cold and distant, but she knew that the owner of the voice simply held that tone simply because a certain someone was with her.

'Speak of the devil, right on time Snape…' Sirius saw this as his time to high tail it, this was a conversation he really didn't need to be present for. So, taking his leave Sirius hugged her in a tight comforting hug, kissed her forehead and wished them both luck and headed off after Emma's previous direction. If Snape never felt anything but cold malice likeness for everyone else yet could look at his wife and children with such a longing look in his eyes as he was now, Sirius couldn't care less of how much he and Snape got along. Severus was there now, and he hoped it went well, they both needed one another.

Severus Snape disliked Sirius Black to capital 'T'. Yet she had seen them somewhat seeing eye to eye lately. He was cold and deep. Sirius had noted something sincere and concerning, it was in the man's eyes.

Severus Snape had been looking around for his wife for what felt like hours, he needed to speak to her. He knew she felt betrayed and abandoned, he wanted her to know he was not doing that, he'd never abandon them, but he needed her to know he had left, and his sudden change in behavior was what needed to be done in views of others for her and the kids protection. But to his dislike he found his wife crying to Sirius Black, someone he really didn't care for, simply because of their past but he felt enraged she had gone to him instead of Emma or himself.

Mellena sighed, wiping away her tears with her sleeve. She had a feeling he may have thought she was just going to go to anyone and talk about their marital problems, but Sirius just happened to be the one she had broken down, "Sev, it's not what you think."

Severus' brow rose, wondering what she had honestly though he was going to say, so he played along, "Really, and what may I ask do you suppose I was thinking. Gabrielle?"

'Yep, he's mad.'

Really, he wasn't that angry with her, just a bit irritated, "Thinking I went straight the person you hate the most and started talking about us."

Now this stunned him, but he stayed silent and let her rant on, "He just happened to be there, Sev I was really going to talk to Emma but I just…. Had one of my moments and had a small break down. I don't… Do you still love me?" He watched her with wide eyes, now he was beyond stunned, he felt stupid. He hadn't thought his ignoring of his family to keep them in the dark for their safety had made them think he had no longer loved them, but his wife now asking him this tore his heart straight from his chest and grinded it then fed it to a herd of vultures. Severus felt sick. Everything he was going to say to her only moments ago was washed away and he did the only thing he could do, witnesses be damned.

Severus cupped Mellena's face and pulled her lips flush against his, kissing her deeply, like fire kissing warm flesh. He felt his heart slowly coming back to him when she responded, only to be viciously ripped from him again when he not only felt her wet tears but tasted the salt from them, he had once again hurt the one woman he had sworn he'd never hurt again, and he had done it in the worst way. Emma had been right, she had a right to know, he had to tell his wife, "Gabby, stop… I've been keeping something from you, something I should have told you a long time ago. But it's not easy to explain anything, I just… I don't want you to hate me."

Mellena was terrified, he had kissed her with so much fire, desire and love that she thought everything would be alright, but now he was scaring her, and she was really hoping he wasn't going to tell her he was having an affair with another person, because that may just kill her definitely. "Sev… What did you do?" The words just left her. She honestly hadn't been thinking of even talking. He hadn't given her a direct answer, yet.

Severus gripped her hand in a vice like grip and quickly walked her to his office and paced for the first few minutes, unsure how to even start telling her this.

"Severus Snape, please if you're going to tell me you've been having an affair please just tell me you want a divorce instead." But his immediate reaction to her constantly thinking he was going to leave her for another had drawn its line and frightened her, "Will you stop with the none since Gabrielle! I am not leaving you. I love you, and I will always love you even after I've died! I'm trying to tell you that the Dark Lord is returning. I'm an inside rat for Dumbledore and the Order!"

For once he was speechless that she was dumbstruck, because now her ridiculous nonsense about him having an affair was done. He'd finally said it. "I'll never leave you. I'll never abandon you… But please, just trust me. I'm trying to keep you all safe! Ella, Horus, you… Future children, Emma and Harry. If we pull this off, he's gone forever."

"B-but he's dangerous Sev we won't win this war without casualties… What about your life, me and the twins, what will I tell the child I'm currently carrying why their father isn't around to tell it he loves them? Why did you agree to this without consulting me fully first!" Mellena screamed at him, tears of fury and sorrow rushing from her eyes. He knew she'd hate the news. he knew it would never be easy to tell her. That she'd never agree to it, but her words where practically a confession, a confession that shocked him that he'd been that blind to her condition "You're pregnant?"

"Almost three months."

Arguments forgotten all Severus wanted at that moment was his wife. He'd swiftly walked her against a wall and was happier noticing he was close enough to the door to lock it just as quickly to capture her lips catching her off guard. Grinning with the knowledge that he could still surprise her a bit. Severus picked up his wife from her feet and used the wall to aid their balance.

Shocked as she was, Mellena was just glad he wasn't having an affair. With her previous thoughts cast aside her arms laced themselves around Severus' neck and kissed her husband just as deeply as they had first kissed one another all those years ago. A giggle escaping her when he groped her bottom and lifted her up and flush against the wall, her legs wrapping around his waist as they made their way to his desk.

The couple was once again happy, knowing why the other was so beside themselves and to finally have things sorted out… in a manner of speaking.

Hagrid's

Sirius smiled wide, happy he'd found Hagrid sitting out on the steps with his door open and next to Emma, who had a steaming cup of tea in her hands, "Sirius, lovely ta see ya, 'ow are ya doin' today?" Hagrid asked with a warm smile, something he'd missed about this place. Hagrid always seemed to be able to make it feel nice and warm, welcoming to everyone who visited. But his attention was mainly focused on Emma, his usual grin plastered on his face as he made his way fully towards them, "Doing well, thank you, old friend. However, I do apologize."

Hagrid and Emma both looked confused in wonder as to why he was giving an apology, "For?"

"This," Sirius moved the cup from Emma's palms, grabbed one of her hands and pulled her to her feet, his grin wider than ever and a mischief glaze in his grey eyes when she opened her mouth to protest his behavior and quickly silenced her outburst locking their lips together with a vigorous kiss filled with passion.

Poor Hagrid blushed a small shade of pink at their public affection, but he couldn't help the grin that grew on his face and nearly laughed at Fang and Mal when both dogs hide their faces under a paw. Mal had snuck a peek with one eye open while Fang was attempting to keep his eyes from the sight.

Thursday Night

Everyone was gathering in the great hall for the Champions to be picked, everyone was joking about and playfully shoving one another, "Yeah, rather you than me," Harry shot back to Ron and Draco but really, he was kind of being serious, he already had enough 'fame' going around his name he didn't want nor need any more. But fate, yet again, was cruel and had a way to playing with people.

Dumbledore had waited long enough for the students to quiet down for him to begin speaking, "Silence! Now, tonight we choose our champions, these three champions will be facing three very dangerous tasks that will put them through trials of themselves; body and mind. Now, once chosen, you stand alone." With his warning set in stone everyone, students, Staff and Headmasters and Mistress, watched Dumbledore turn to the blue flaming Cup, touching the warm metal, awaiting the first chosen Champion.

Watching with adoration and wonder as blue flames swirled around inside and spit out a flaming piece of parchment, rimmed with a shining silver into the air and into the Hogwarts Headmaster's awaiting hand. The anticipation was once again setting into everyone, those who put their name in the cup and those who were hoping for their friend or significant other to be chosen as the champion.

"Champion of Beauxbaton, Fleur Delacour!" Cheers and whistles came from around the entire Hall, everyone watched the bouncy blonde walk up to Dumbledore, shaking his hand and thank him then took her place up on the high stage that had been cleared of the Professor's table for this event to occur.

"Quiet please…" Dumbledore called out, catching the next Champion, "Champion of Drumstrang, Viktor Krum!" the boy jumped with excitement, finally proud he could prove himself, quickly walked to Dumbledore to shake his hand with pride and took his place next to Fleur, and understandably ended up checking her out. And why wouldn't he, he was a young man and she was a very beautiful young woman, any man would be blind to not think she was gorgeous.

"Hogwarts Champion, Cedric Diggory!" Cheers erupted from the hall, louder than the other two champions had received. It should have been obvious since they were at Hogwarts that the Hogwarts Champion would get the louder of the cheers and congratulations, "Excellent! Now that we have our three champions-" unfortunately, the cup was not finished.

Dumbledore's speech was interrupted when flashes of blue and bright purple swirled up from the cup lighting the entire hall. Everyone looked on in wonder and curiosity as the flames spit out another piece of parchment, a name attached that struck him in the gut, filling him with utter fear. Dumbledore had to re-read the name three times to himself before he had the courage to speak it, even then his voice was soft and full of confusion, "Harry Potter?" three champions were supposed to be chosen, and three they had. Why was a fourth, and one that shouldn't have even been able to get his name into the cup was evidence something was by far wrong and in this result had made a liar out of him to this young Wizards Aunt. A woman he adored as his own family, but one he knew he had some fear of if she was crossed into depths, and in the state she was in, crossing her was not exactly hard to do.

Dumbledore spoke with full shock and uncertainty and fearful when Harry hadn't approached once he'd called for the boy twice already. "HARRY POTTER!" He shouted, outraged looking around for the fourth year. Dumbledore himself had put a charm around the Goblet of Fire, so of course he was enraged and confused.

'How did his name even get in the pool! His name piece should have been burnt the second he put it in and him tossed back, just like the Weasley twins! Unless- no, he wouldn't, would he? Someone else must have put it in there at his request or more likely against his knowledge and consent!'

Harry had not yet moved and honestly was trying to hide behind Draco and Ron. Hermione was petrified in her spot between Harry and Lavender and Neville who was sitting behind her next to Ron. She was grateful to the gently hand of Lavender Brown gave a calming squeeze to her shoulder that woke the frightened girl up from her shock. "Harry, for goodness sake's go," she forced the words out and gently shoved him down from the stands and into the isles of the Great hall, forcing him to slowly walk towards Dumbledore and the rest.

Minerva covered her mouth, hoping to hide her fear and panic.

Snape stood with shocked eyes and mouth gaping open.

Mad-eye looked like he always did, stern and cold eyes drilling into him as he watched Harry walk on unsteady legs towards Dumbledore.

Harry looked at Snape, eyes pleading for help, unfortunately, as much as Snape would love to help Harry, he could do absolutely nothing and watched him turn his pleading eyes to his Aunt and Sirius, who were staring wide eyed at him, both with a look of terror.

Students shouted about how he'd cheated and that he wasn't even seventeen yet.

'Tell me something I don't know! I didn't even put my name in the blasted thing! WHAT IS GOING ON?'

Harry was told to go down to the trophy room after the celebrations were over, but honestly, he felt like hiding and vomiting. No one but Neville and Draco would speak to him.

Ginny had hidden herself off away with Ron, and the twins with Hermione and Lavender joining them. Though, Lavender and Hermione seemed to be the only one's trying to talk sense into them while Ginny sent him worried glances the entire time while her brothers sent out glares, mostly full of wonder and utter confusion, but a lot of it was full of jealousy. However, the nasty looks Ron was sending him was what hurt Harry the most.

"Come on, Harry. They'll get over it soon." Draco said patting him on the back, "Y-yeah, it'll be alright. I'm sure Dumbledore and others can fix this… Right Draco?" Neville was trying to help cheer Harry up, though his uncertainty was making him very hard to be believable. Draco smiled and waved at the group, who had smiled back to Draco and even Neville who waved back nervously, yet turned their eyes from Harry, as if he had never existed.

Hermione stared at the boys with utter disbelief, fire burning in her eyes at the three Weasley boys, "That was very mature," Hermione huffed and stormed off, followed by a worried Lavender Brown and Ginny who rushed after the fleeting girl leaving the Celebrations and headed back up towards the Common rooms huffing and puffing, "I cannot believe them! They actually think Harry pulled this off, it's preposterous! He's a fourth year, even I couldn't have gotten past that charm!" Hermione shouted with pure rage, "They're not going to bed tonight without hearing an earful that's for sure!"

"Hermione, maybe you should try to calm down. Their all obviously upset, even Harry. Yes, their blind but their boys and boys aren't always so bright, especially when they really wanted to be the Hogwarts Champion." Lavender said nearly out of breath trying to keep up with the two girls.

Ginny agreed and took over for her.

"Yeah. You know Ron, he's jealous because Harry's been famous for years, granted he's famous for a very terrible tragedy that happened, and he really shouldn't be, but they had all been joking just previous to the Champions selection so they're going to be understandably jealous of him." Ginny said shrugging back to Lavender when Hermione simply shook her head at the two.

"They are still being absolutely ridicules and very stupid! What if Harry's terribly hurt in this, they'll never forgive themselves, at least I hope they feel terrible and emotionally suffer for a while!"

Shocked beyond belief, both girls following behind her had gasped, "Hermione!" then proceeded to scold her a bit.

Trophy Room

Harry took a breath, trying to fill himself with some courage as he walked down the steps towards the trophy room on shaking legs, he didn't want to be there, he was terrified and confused. He sighed with relief when he saw Fleur and Cedric. He had only taken two steps towards someone he thought could be a possibly friend to help calm him down, but his hopes for a calming environment was viciously interrupted by shouts and yells of an argument.

"Harry!" Dumbledore shouted, rushing down the stairs toward him.

"Harry James!"

'Oh crap, they let Aunt Emma down here? Honestly, I don't think I'll survive to see the first task then, please just let her kill me now, so I don't have to go through this? Better yet, have them expel me for the year and I'll do home-schooling for the rest of the year to keep up with work, yeah, that sounds like a nice idea.'

" 'Arry Potter! 'Arry Potter!" the voice obviously belonging to Madam Maxime rushing up behind Dumbledore

Dumbledore nearly stumbled in his quickened pace and caught himself with Harry who had stumbled back at the sudden contact and closeness. "Harry! Did you put your name in the Goblet of fire!"

"No sir!" Harry said in a panic, "Are you absolutely sure!?" Dumbledore had to know, he could have been cursed, Imperius maybe, but it doesn't explain how his name was able to stay in the fire if he put it in himself, "Yes sir!" Harry answered, his voice still filled with panic, his green eyes filling with fear, he really didn't want to be there.

"To the Gods he is lying!" Maxime screamed viciously, smacking a lantern out of her way.

"LIKE HELL HE IS!" Sirius and Emma both shouted in rage, they were quickly backed by Alastor to their tremendous gratitude, "The Goblet of Fire is an extremely powerful magic, it would take an extremely powerful Confundus charm to have Hoodwinked it into believing Four champions were to compete, not three!" Alastor shouted finally making it a bit late to the 'party'.

Harry had heard enough, he was looking around, trying to find a place to hide himself, he was grateful when Cedric walked up next to him and patted him on the back with a calming and friendly smile at him, nodding to Harry letting the frightened, and obviously upset, fourth year know that he was not alone. But their brief moment of calmness was ended when Karkaroff opened his mouth yet again.

"You seemed to have put a lot of thought into this, Mad eye!" Karkaroff growled at the retired Auror, a stone like glare steering towards him, "ENOUGH! ALL OF YOU!" Emma's voice screamed and echoed through the Trophy room, she was half out of breath and face redder than an apple. Their arguing had been growing louder and louder, and very much out of control. Both parties of Hogwarts Guests were threatening to leave and withdraw from the tournament because of a second Hogwarts champion had been selected, something Harry had nothing to do with, yet they were all blaming him.

Everyone turned to find her in a state that seemed to frighten nearly everyone wide eyed and had effectively silenced them, "That is enough, Mad-eye is right. The Goblet of Fire is a very powerful Magical object, Harry hasn't the power to back him to do that. Dare I say it was someone older with years of skills to back them up for them to not only get through Dumbledore Age Line but also to trick the Goblet into choosing four people, not three. Alastor is right."

"Well I dare say I'm very close to leaving as we speak! Weeks, to previous months, we Headmasters of our schools negotiated our terms of this Tournament! Now those very terms have been burned to the ground by this degraded inbreed of a boy!" Karkaroff growled once again, his words had been the cause of his check being full of a sting and burn when Emma slapped him.

Barty stood shocked at how fast that had escalated, Dumbledore rushed to Emma and held her back by the woman's arms, while Maxime and Fleur both gasped. Viktor coughed back a few chuckles while Cedric laughed, not only at the scene that had just occurred but also because Alastor and Sirius were also laughing. Cedric also couldn't help the belly rolling laughter, Harry was staring with his mouth hanging open. But after that slap, they should have put a blind fold on her eyes. They were staring at Karkaroff with Hades fires burning deep behind her emerald eyes. She was fierce and a force not to be played with at all. In truth, Igor had definitely deserved that slap.

Sirius simply covered his wide grin with hand and tried not to laugh at the fool, but he couldn't stop the laughter.

"Igor Karkaroff! Death Eater for eternity and traitor to his previous band of wretched bastards! You say one more word about that boy and Voldemort himself will be the last thing haunting your fears in the darkness of the night." Emma snarled at the man. He'd done his last straw by saying what he had. But the vicious tone deep her voice had him wanting to pee himself. If not curse the woman. Though he figured the later would not only be highly frowned upon, but likely be the cause of his arrest, or worse his death.

Sirius moved around Dumbledore and wrapped his arms around her shaking form, "Okay Love, easy. Breath please. High blood pressure is not good for the babies," He said rubbing her back and she had gone from outraged anger to a fit of tears in his arms, "Barty, you'll be our final judge."

"Quelle can we do… Do we 'ave any 'ope in removing ze boy from ze Tournament? 'E's only Fourteen!" Maxime asked in concern. Really, she wanted the tournament to be fair for each school, but Harry was just a child to her, a young teenager. He didn't need to be in something like this.

"The Goblet of Fire has a magical binding contract. It is unable to be undone. I am afraid, that as of tonight, Mr. Potter is a Tri-Wizard Champion." Barty said with a fallen face, that was the worst news he'd had to give in a few years. His heart fell for the boy when he found his and Mr. Diggory's face fallen completely, both Hogwarts boys sharing a look of worry and fear for the other. But his heart shattered more for Harry when his aunt's cries hit his ears. He understood she was going to jump back and forth from emotion to emotion in a heartbeat, but this cry was because her nephew was in danger that they had placed the loaded wand in front of someone's face that saw an advantage and took it to get the boy into life threatening danger.

Translation- 'Quelle' = What

*Okay, I'm trying to get Maxime's ascent in the words, I'm kind of failing but I'm trying to not over do the ascent in the writing just in case. I really do NOT want to offend anyone if I happen to mistype something so, I'm trying to be VERY careful. However, I did say I'd make it up to you all from having such a short chapter previously. So, I can proudly say I kept my promise and I hope, very much hope that you all love it, and thank you for the reviews and thank you all for reading. I hope you've all enjoyed!

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