A.N. Hello everyone this a quick answer to a review. Of course Harry was pathetic! He was frozen! I'm so sorry that I didn't make a triumphant hero who could take three wizards at once! Also, Luna did better because they underestimated her to the point where it screwed two of them. So, if you want a super powerful, godlike Harry, this is not the story for you. Also to another review, I had Harry go with them because I assumed most of the school went with in the Triwizard Tournament. If I was wrong then I'm sorry but this story is just gonna keep going. Anyways, hope you all enjoy! ~Patchwork Dr.

Harry felt his stomach curl itself into knots then drop to his feet. He sat inside the tent nearby the Quidditch stadium which was packed with wizards and witches from all over. He turned to a goblet filled with murky green liquid on a nearby stood. Apparently, it was a calming draught made by Fleur. She had drank it as well and was almost instantly calm. He regarded it for a second before chugging it down. Within seconds a wave of serenity washed over him. He felt himself focus and he knew he was ready for the challenge. He cracked his knuckles and left the comfort of the tent to the ruthlessness of the maze.

Thousands of students were cheering loudly inside the stadium. Harry even felt the deafening the roar under shoes as the very ground shook with the screams of the crowd. Normally this would unnerve him greatly. However, the potion's effect stayed true and all he could focus on was the task. After a minute or so more of the sound of crowds cheering, Albus Dumbledore's magically enhanced booming voice echoed across the field. Harry barely payed attention to the speech he made about the valor and bravery of the champions. Afterwards, the crowd was almost completely silent except for the few odd whispers. Harry felt his muscles tense and the blood pumping in his veins.

With a brisk tweet of the whistle Harry sprinted into the maze. Again, the crowd was screaming but the deafening noise became a dull roar as the opening into the hedge closed behind him. After reaching the first pass, Harry began to think. If the trophy was at the center of the maze, and he had just entered through the South side, he should head North first. With a quick four-point spell, He saw the arrow was veering more to the left, so that's where he turned. As Harry sprinted along, he could see a huge lump ahead of him. When he got closer he could see it was some sort of lobster creature.

Without warning, a blast of fire shot out of what he assumed was it's... rectal cavity, and sped at him like a bullet. Without another thought, Harry dove out of the way and turned around immediately. The blasted creature already turned and Harry could tell it was about to fire again. As quick as he could, he levitated the creature over the wall. Before the creature could stop itself, it shot over the hedge wall. With the current threat gone, Harry kept moving, now much more aware of his surroundings.

He turned right, then left, then another left. He felt as if he was running in circles. Soon, Harry stumbled upon another challenge. It was a sphinx. It opened it's eyes and acknowledged him. Blinking it's observant yellow eyes, it opened it's mouth and spoke a riddle.

'What is harder to catch the more you run?" The sphinx asked. Harry was startled, he knew about Greek mythology but it never occurred to him that sphinxes actually existed. He sighed and shrugged. The Sphinx grinned devilishly and Harry knew better than to try to pass without answering. He gave up.

"I'm not too sure, I suppose I'll go a different way." He turned and started walking away when he heard the lioness purr like a cat who'd caught an especially juicy mouse.

"Now now little human. That's not how my game works. If you can't solve it, I eat you!" She screeched. As graceful as a puma, she lunged at him. Harry dropped to the ground, the razor sharp claws of the sphinx just missing him. With a disappointed growl, the monster turned. Harry didn't look behind him until he was up and running. He could see in the distance a fork in the path. Even though Harry was a rather athletic boy from constant Quidditch practice in France, he was no match for the sphinxes' speed. He knew in just a few seconds he would be dinner for her.

"Duck!"

Harry did as he was told and ducked. A lavender bolt of energy zipped over his head and struck the lioness. Looking up after getting over the initial shock, Harry saw Fleur. She smiled and extended her hand. He grinned in relief and took her hand. The Sphinx was out cold twenty yards behind him.

"Thanks for that, Fleur. Guess I owe you one." Harry said.

Fleur chuckled and kissed his cheek, "No problem Harry, let's get that cup, for Beuxbatons!" She shouted triumphantly. Harry laughed and followed her. He was thankful for the little light in the maze so Fleur couldn't tell he was blushing, only a little bit of course.

They continued on with very little disturbance except the dreaded blast ended skrewt yet again. However, as Fleur was with him this time around, they easily dispatched of the creature, leaving a patch of scorched ground and a puddle of ooze. Harry could feel the competition coming to a close. In the far distance over the maze, an eerie glowing light shot into the night sky. Harry looked to Fleur and she smirked.

"Good luck." Fleur said. She then kicked his legs out from under him.

Harry pouted and looked at the girl who quickly ran down the length of the maze. "No fair!" Harry whined. After she giggled and disappeared Harry groaned and turned towards the source of the glowing. "If I can't catch up by running through the maze, I might as well take the easy route." With a snap of his wand, fire leapt forth and burned away a hole in the hedge wall. Harry quickly leapt through and just in time as the hedge closed up almost immediately. Harry laughed, "Why didn't I try this before?!" With another wave of his wand he shot fire at the hedge wall again.

This time however, the hedge barely showed any signs of fire. "Oh." Harry frowned, "That's why." It seemed as if the maze was learning. He heard footsteps behind him and turned. It was Victor. Harry waved and smiled but Victor didn't respond. Harry frowned because while it was dark, it wasn't dark enough for such a dark shadow to be covering his face. A flick of the older contestant's wand sent Harry flying and into a hedge. Harry groaned, why did it have to be a rose bush?

When Harry finally managed to snap out of his dizziness, Krum was right on him, wand in hand. When Victor fired off another spell, Harry threw up a quick shield. Harry could tell that Victor wasn't himself. Not only was Victor totally silent, he marched forward like he was being controlled by someone who didn't know how human beings normally walked. Harry casted stunner which Victor blocked with a protego. Great, whoever was controlling him knew basic dueling. Looking around, Harry saw he was cornered. Holding his wand in defiance he knew that if he was going down, he wasn't going to leave Victor without a scratch.

"Avada Keda-" THUNK! Victor slumped forward in a pile. Behind him was Cedric Diggory. Breathing heavily, Harry saw a large rock next to the back of Victor's head. Cedric grinned and twirled his wand. Harry just felt the adrenaline pumping through him and a wave of gratitude towards the Diggory family.

"I'm not a bad shot... All right Harry?" Cedric asked, stepping over Victor and grabbing his shoulder. "Good thing I saw what was happening, eh?" Harry could only nod. Behind them, Victor moaned. His eyes were screwed shut before they snapped open. Harry and Cedric quickly got into a defensive position.

"Vat? Vat happened here? How did I get here?" He asked the two other champions who held their wands directly at his heart. Slowly, Harry lowered his wand.

'Victor? Do you remember what happened? You remember us right?" He asked. Victor regarded him and nodded. Harry sighed with relief, Cedric's attempt at inducing amnesia didn't work.

Suddenly Victor gasped. "It vas him! Zat moody fellow!" He shouted in anger, "Ze bastard was controlling me vith ze imperio curse!"

The two other boys looked at each other and nodded, "All right Victor, lets find Fleur and end this championship, then we deal with the punishments. Alright?" Harry asked, trying to placate the older boy. Victor nodded solemnly and all three marched forward towards the glowing light.

Finally, after a few minutes which felt like ages in Harry's opinion, they reached the cup. All three approached the cup which glowed with power. Behind them, Fleur shouted at them.

"Trying to team up on me? What are all of you boys so silly you could not find a little cup?" Fleur taunted. Harry protested.

"You just got here too!"

"Yes but I came here without help." Fleur answered nonchalantly.

"Whatever." Harry huffed. Cedric looked indignant and even though he had recently been possessed, managed a weak chuckle and a smirk.

"Enough guys." Cedric pleaded, "We've got more important issues. Victor was being controlled by Professor Moody! He almost killed Harry!" Cedric explained nervously. Victor nodded and Fleur paled. Harry nodded in agreement. All four of them wanted to see justice against Moody for what he'd done to Victor but Harry had the sneaking suspicion that Moody had also put his name into the Goblet of Fire.

"I'm guessing that when someone grabs the cup the game's over, so who should grab it?" Harry asked. Victor looked angry, Cedric looked confused and Fleur looked frightened. If Harry was honest with himself, he was all three at the same time. After the conversation he overheard between Karkaroff and Snape, Harry didn't really want to deal with the Triwizard tournament in general. He could feel these emotions wash over him in waves. Fleur seemed to notice as she regarded him carefully. He remembered his promise to himself and her to keep her out of his business regarding Voldemort. Cedric brightened a little.

"How about we all grab it at once? I mean, we've all worked our butts off to get here and honestly, I don't care a whole lot about winning anymore." Harry smiled and nodded.

"I agree." Victor said. The three boys turned to Fleur who sighed.

"Madame Maxime wouldn't be too happy but I suppose.." Fleur nodded in agreement, "Let us do it then." She said confidently. Harry grinned and held her hand as they all marched forward. Harry felt preparedness as he approached the Goblet of Fire and he had a strange feeling that this adventure wasn't quite over yet. Harry would soon learn that his gut was generally right with these sort of matters.

With one brief nod to everyone Harry, and the three other grabbed the cup and were teleported away.