Harry heard footsteps approaching as he lingered in the halls. After all, his class with Professor Moody wasn't for a while, considering he skipped out on Snape's class early.

He turned to see a tall boy with a charming smile on his face. "Hey, Harry right?" The boy asked to which Harry nodded, "Yes, I take it everyone here is a bit aware of me."

The boy replied, "Immensely. Not every day a fourth name who doesn't even go to Hogwarts gets put into the tournament." He stuck out his hand. Harry noted the dark yellow scarf around his neck and shook the boy's hand. 'He must be in a different house.'

"Cedric Diggory. My name was put in for Hogwarts."

"Harry Moomin." Harry smiled. Cedric looked a bit confused as Harry corrected, "I know the Goblet said my last name was Potter but that was my birth name. I was raised by the Moomin's in Moomin Valley. "

Cedric looked a bit surprised by that but smiled. "Understood. I'm sure you're sick of correcting people." Harry shrugged. "It will stick eventually."

Cedric stuck his hands back his pockets, "It's a bit weird being from the same school to be competing against each other."

Harry shrugged again, "I suppose. I guess I haven't attended long enough to get that spirit of Hogwarts school pride or whatever...Truthfully, I can't wait to get this tournament over with and be done with the whole ordeal."

Cedric gave Harry a knowing look. "Nerves?"

"Yeah...Something like that."

Cedric moved on the balls of his feet before speaking up. "So, good luck in the tournament. Maybe we'll see each other around?" Harry smirked, "Yeah, I bet we will."

With that, Cedric left, waving behind himself. "Welcome to Hogwarts."

Harry waved back, feeling he found another friend among the sea of gossip and prejudice he was beginning to notice in this newfound world. He sighed, realizing that class was starting soon after taking a few moments to talk to Cedric. If his last Professor was so snobbishly bitter, how bad was the next going to be?

Harry entered the class, following the horde of other students as they took their seats. Harry saw an open seat and took it. With the way the professor looked, he doubted there were assigned seats...

A gruff, crazy-eyed man with a prosthetic eye that twitched about, stood at the board. He locked eyes with Harry and slammed his hands on his desk.

"Ya just gonna sit in a class without having introduced yourself?!" He bellowed. Harry couldn't help but jump, "Uh, I'm Harry Moomin...Or Harry Potter, Sir. "

"I could guess who you are. A lot older than I pictured." He muttered. Harry continued,

"Dumbledore said you were my next class?"

Mad-eyed Moody grumbled, "Whatever he says I guess. You're going to get one introduction and one only-"

He furiously scribbled on the board with a velocity that made Harry blink in surprise. "I'm Professor Moody. I teach Defence Against the Dark Arts. And I'm not repeating myself, got it?"

Harry nodded, "Yes Sir." He almost felt his lip curl in amusement. The maniacal man reminded him of the Witch who taught him what Hobgoblin couldn't. Mainly Potions, Earthly Magic and a few Hexes.

"Good. Now then, I'm going to teach you-" Moody started furiously writing something on the board. Harry's eyes spotted two familiar faces in the class. Ron gave a small wave. Hermione glanced at Harry with a smile before continuing her work. However, Harry also saw that same snobby blonde with his cronies not far from where Harry sat.

"I bet he's muggle-born. That's why he hasn't attended until now." They continued whispering among each other. "And a Moomin? Like those ugly creatures in that one book we found?"

Harry felt his eyes narrow. 'Ignore them, Harry. Keep a low profile, Harry.'

The blonde looked straight towards Harry who promptly tried to ignore him. The blonde didn't even bother to whisper, "I heard he brought a Snork to school and is calling it his fiancee. I didn't know Hogwarts allowed us to marry and frolic with animals."

The blonde suddenly let out a loud yelp as his textbook crashed into his face with a hard smack. Everyone in the class turned to see him clutching a red face.

Moody turned around in a rage. "WHO DID THAT?! WHICH ONE OF YOU LIL URCHINS DID IT?!"

He locked eyes with Harry. "Was it you? Huh? Ya got the nerve to disrupt my class by hitting this block and upturning his nose even more than it is?!"

Harry froze, unsure what to do. It was a knee jerk reaction that he just...Did! He quickly grabbed his wooden wand in panic. It was bad enough Moody knew he did it, he didn't need to have him realize he did it without a wand.

"...I did." Harry stoically gave. Moody glared at him before calmly uttering, "...Bravo."

Harry's mouth dropped as Professor Moody let out a laugh as the blonde looked on in outrage.

The boy exclaimed, "My father!-"

"Silence your trap, Malfoy. With you interrupting my class, be lucky I didn't silence ya myself!" Moody, for emphasis, wiped out his wand faster than lightning and a shot of magic bolted across the class to make the book in front of Malfoy raise. Malfoy cowered and staggered out of his chair before the book fell back onto the desk.

"Everyone should take the initiative as Harry did. When dealing with the dark arts, those Death Eaters ain't gonna just sit there and wait for you to have the gull to strike! Ya strike first! But I know most of you yellow-bellied cowards don't have it in ya. Better make sure you at least know how to defend yourselves...Which brings me to our next lesson-"

Moody went back to writing as if nothing happened. Harry was sweating and nervously gulped. He saw Hermione staring at him, studying him. Before she turned back to class. Harry let out a shaky sigh of relief.

Moody ranted and demonstrated every dark art practice. Harry actually found himself enjoying it. Soon, the class was dismissed and he realized it was lunch hour.

He went to leave when Ron and Hermione both walked up to him. The two teens nervously smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Uh, we never got to thank you for sticking up for us. You were right about that potion and I'm a firm believer that professors should want to learn just as much as teach." Hermione matter of factly stated in her proper accent. Ron chimed in, "Want to sit with us at lunch?"

Harry smiled. Sure, they were 3 years or younger than him but who cares? In a few years, that 3 yr gap won't matter anyway. Besides, they were the first people other than Cedric to talk to him without a glare or bewildered stare.

"Of course! Can my fiance join? I haven't seen her since we woke up today."

Ron looked shocked, "Oh, she attends Hogwarts too?"

Harry shook his head. "Oh no, she can't do magic." Hermione looked bewildered. "That's impossible. Hogwarts can't be seen by muggles."

Harry raised a brow, "Muggles?"

Apparently, his lack of Wizarding World knowledge bewildered most. Hermione looked at him like he was playing a joke. "Oh, don't pretend! You can smack Draco Malfoy in the face with a book so easily but don't know what a muggle is?"

Harry gave her an equally confused face with an exaggerated shrug. "I have no magicians in my family."

"Wizards." Hermione corrected. Harry continued, "That isn't what they're called where I...Nevermind." Harry realized he was on the verge of saying too much. What even was too much? It was annoying being on edge constantly for fear of letting the metaphorical cat out of the bag.

Harry caught sight of Draco giving him a dirty look as he walked out. Harry ignored him. He wasn't worth it.

Ron and Hermione exchanged a look before Ron cracked a grin. "Oh Hermione, he probably doesn't come from here! Well, the human world or whatever."

Harry gratefully nodded. "No. I've only met a handful of humans in my lifetime. I come from Moomin Valley. "

Ron said, "Well, muggles are humans that can't use magic." Hermione chimed in, "So if your fiance isn't a witch then she couldn't possibly be here and see this place!"

Hermione scrunched her face paused in thought. "Moomin...Moomin...Do you mean those odd creatures that almost resemble a hippopotamus?"

Harry chuckled, "I have no idea what a Hippopotamus is but they're my family."

Hermione looked appalled as a faint blush hinted at her cheeks. "O-oh...Did I say odd? I didn't mean odd! I meant-"

Harry cut her off with a wave of his hand. "It's alright, really!"

Suddenly, they all jumped when a voice yelled out. "If ya want to lollygag, then do it in the halls! Not in my classroom!" Moody scolded. The three looked at one another with a smirk. Harry leaned down to whisper to the two. "We'll talk more at lunch."

Snorkmaiden followed behind her fiance, trying to keep her fur from going mauve with worry.

"Harry, do you think this is wise? I mean, we just arrived and aren't we supposed to keep a low profile?"

Harry grasped her hand in his as they walked. "I don't care. I'm not going to hide you away like some dirty secret. They can't hurt us, I won't let them and neither will the Headmaster. All they can do is be spiteful. If we can survive Stinky, then we can survive these brats."

Snorkmaiden let out a soft laugh at his words. He was right, they would be fine.

"You're right. I was allowed here and invited. Besides, this world is too miraculous not to see!"

It was true. The magic, the creatures, the castle-like structure. Moomin Valley had its fair share of fantasy, she supposed. But this was so much more! She was itching to experience all of it.

They entered where lunch was being served and Snorkmaiden instantly felt eyes on them.

Harry and here got a plate of food as Harry looked to the crowd to see someone. "Come on, there are some people I'd like you to meet."

She sat on the smaller than she'd like chairs with Harry. A girl and boy sat across from them with surprised expressions. Snorkmaiden just knew, despite herself, that her fur was changing.

Hermione had to stop her jaw from dropping. Was that...A Snork? She had only ever heard of them! She wasn't even sure if any existed anywhere near here.

Then, the realization dawned on her.

'Oh my God...That is Harry's fiance?'

She wasn't disgusted, of course not! She wasn't some bigot like Draco! She was just...Taken aback!

The blonde-haired Snork sat across from them. She noticed her fur had gotten darker as she sat. She looked on in fascination.

"Guys, this is my fiance, Snorkmaiden. Snorkmaiden, this Hermione and Ron. They're fourth years I have a few classes with."

Hermione shook herself and elbowed a gapping Ron from under the table. "Hi!" He exclaimed in alarm. Hermione hid a cringe before speaking. "Pleasure to meet you." She forced a smile as Snorkmaiden awkwardly smiled back. "Pleasure to meet you as well." She bashfully replied.

Hermione was taken aback by her voice. It was soft and pleasant. All her books depicted them to have a gruff voice and build.

Harry smiled lovingly at the Snork. "She's usually much more chatty than this. In fact, sometimes she won't stop." Snorkmaiden gave Harry a playful glare as her fur turned pink and her ears went down. Hermione saw the faintest smile on her mouth.

Harry looked at both teens. "You can ask anything you would like."

She realized she was staring and shook herself. "I'm terribly sorry for staring, that's so rude of me."

Harry smiled good-natured. "No, I think we're equally curious about you guys. Ask away."

Ron gave a scoff of laughter, "Oh, you shouldn't have done that…"

Hermione gave Ron a glare before speaking, "How...Do you change color?"

Snorkmaiden gave a thoughtful expression, "Well...I'm not entirely sure! It's not magic. I suppose it's no different than how you humans blush? My turn… Were you born here?"

Hermione laughed softly, "Oh no. I was...Born to a muggle er...Nonmagical parents. They live far from here."

Snorkmaiden gave a sad expression, her fur a bit greyish blue. "Oh, I'm sorry. Is that how you got your scar? Harry got his from his parents protecting him…Were you forcibly separated from your parents or?..." The Snork faltered, her fur turning green. "Oh my, now I'm the one being rude!"

Hermione subconsciously felt the scar on her face, stretching from her jaw to her opposite eye. She smiled despite herself, "Oh no. I miss them is all but I came to Hogwarts willingly. I was actually attacked by a troll a few years ago. Ron and another boy tried to help but I was certain I was a goner had someone not saved me."

"Who was it?" Harry curiously asked. Hermione looked distant before saying, "I'm not sure. Whoever it was, had to have been watching. "

Ron chimed in, "And powerful! It pushed back that troll with such a harsh blast. It was amazing, honestly."

Suddenly, Hermione and the rest were interrupted by a smack against the table. Food contents were splattered on them as a bolt of magic shot out and flipped a tray. Hermione sat in momentary shock as Ron stood up with a glare.

"Who the bloody hell?!" He spat, wiping casserole from his shirt. Hermione heard the laughter at the same time Harry did. Snorkmaiden scoffed, "How incredibly rude!"

A voice rang out near them as the gaggle of boys approached. "Huh, the beast can talk!"

Hermione glared hatefully, "Malfoy, why am I not surprised?"

The cocky teen swaggered over with a gain of suck-ups behind him. "I don't remember asking you, mud blood." Hermione jumped at the word, glaring daggers at the complete bigotry that radiated off the rich pompous ass in front of her. Harry and Snorkmaiden had their backs to them but Hermione could see the dark look in Harry's eyes.

"Well? Are you going to say anything, Moomin? I know it was you that had the audacity to throw that book in my face. You think you were going to get away with it?"

Ron spoke up, "Well maybe you shouldn't have started it by running your bloody mouth!"

Malfoy pointed his wand at Ron, "Careful."

Harry clenched his fists as he stood. Snorkmaiden whispered, "Harry no."

A boy behind Malfoy joined in. "Listen to your pet. The Malfoy name runs deep in this school."

Hermione shook her head in disgusts, "Yeah, deep in bullocks. It's been years of this, aren't you tired?" She muttered. Draco Malfoy glared at her and she glared back.

Harry stood almost a full foot taller than the boys as he turned around. He gave them a warning look, "Put the wand down. I don't want to have to hurt you, kid." Harry growled, obviously enraged at the comments towards his fiance. Hermione couldn't blame him. What pissed her off the most about being called a mudblood wasn't the dig at her but the disrespect to her parents.

Draco stepped back a bit but still glared defiantly at Harry. "You wouldn't dare." Then, his cockiness reached an almost stupid level as he pointed the wand at Snorkmaiden while glaring at Harry.

Harry wasted no time in grabbing the wand and twisting Draco's arm. Hermione and Ron gapped at the rage on Harry's face. One of the boys with Malfoy brought up his own wand to shot a bolt of magic at Harry only for him to deflect it easily.

Hermione watched intently with amazement as her early assumption was true. Harry didn't need a wand. He deflected that attack with a flick of his hand and redirected it outward!

She felt her jaw drop but soon recovered, a small crowd forming. Harry released Draco with a growl, "Get out of here. I could care less about your dad or his influence here. And I won't tolerate any bullying from you to anyone I care about."

Draco looked outraged, shock and anger on his face. It wasn't too often he was put in his place like that. Then, the realizations dawned on him.

"You...You freak! You didn't use a wand! What-"

Hermione shot up, acting on instinct to protect a newfound friend. "I shot it, you fool." She withdrew her wand to look like she had it under the table. Within the crowd, Cedric, Longbottom and a few others that Ron and Hermione knew had stood by them. Cedric spoke up, "Draco is it? I suggest you get out of here. Pointing your wand like that might get you into some trouble."

The crowd grew as the two groups faced each other angrily.

Draco hissed out, "I don't care! Dragging an animal to the cafeteria like this is unsanitary!"

Hermione saw Harry literally shake with anger. Snorkmaiden looked embarrassed and worried, her fur completely green. "Harry, this was a mistake! Let's just go."

Harry didn't seem to hear her, he practically sneered at Draco and the gang of followers.

Then, something happened that made Hermione jump up from her seat with a loud gasp. The entire cafeteria watched as Harry morphed into a Snork with ease. Fur red with hot righteous anger.

"The only unsanitary thing here is your mouth. If she's a beast then so am I!" He yelled out in a booming voice. Hermione wasn't sure if he even realized he had transformed. Harry saw Draco and the rest of the students gasp and step back. Harry's face fell as Snorkmaiden shot up and protectively held onto her fiance's arm. Harry's fur turned green as his Snork face fell in dread at what he had just done.

As if on cue, in came Professor Snape of all people to split up whatever was going on. His face was momentarily shocked before his features sterned. "All of you. Office. NOW." Snape demanded.

Meanwhile, Hermione stared in shock at the entire ordeal.