Written in...an hour? I know I have been focusing on my Worm stories lately but with the trying times we're in I really wanted to give my long term readers something to hold them over. I am not making promises but I'm going to try my best to update my Potter stories in the next few weeks. Regardless, enjoy!

The simple phrase, 'the morning after,' had so many negative connotations attached to it that Dancia did not even wish to acknowledge its existence and thus proceeded to do so, for the time being at least. The problem that was currently confronting her was that she had just woken up in her boyfriend's arms on the couch in front of the hearth of the Ravenclaw common room, and she had no idea how she had gotten there. Not that she was necessarily complaining about the arrangement, rather that she was simply curious on the how's and whys.

Regardless there had better have been no Weasleys involved in the process of whatever had happened...or...words were going to be exchanged.

Groggily running her fingers across her eyes to sweep away the gathered sleep sand Dancia froze as she met the gathered gazes of her housemates staring at her in open, and thankfully nonjudgmental, interest.

Regardless she took a bit of private pride in the fact she did not yelp out in humiliating surprise... Despite how very nearly such a reaction had been barely avoided due to her judo grip on her self-control... despite how much it would have been warranted.

Yeah...that was it...nothing to do with being so shocked you couldn't respond quickly enough to even embarrass yourself...

Right, hey brain? Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Also Brain. Do not respond to that.

"Uhhh…"

Oh yes, let us open up this can of worms while sounding like a plebeian, go for the goal Dancia.

"The hell are you all staring at?" Harry spat out in annoyance as he wrapped an arm around Dany's shoulders and pulled her close as she nuzzled into his side.

She did not make a purring noise in the process…she had enough dignity to refute any such utterance of said action and any evidence otherwise would be promptly ignored and vilified.

An upperclassman spoke up and thankfully his tone was nonjudgmental, "What, Ravenclaw's power couple crashes in the common room and you didn't expect to get stared at?"

Well…shit…

Harry had a similar reaction and treated it as a true Potter should, with awkward bluntness.

"Well…hell…ok…hey umm… Not at all redirecting everyone's attention in a bid to avoid further embarrassment, you guys do realize that I had nothing to do with the Goblet right? That I wanted no part in this?"

There was a loud huff to their right and Padma stepped forward shaking her head with Su following on her heels. She stopped before the couch that her friends were lounging upon with a knowing smirk gracing her lips, hands planted firmly on her hips, and drawled out, "No. Shit."

Su snickered, Luna, who had mysteriously appeared at her side giggled, and Cho stepped forward looking pensive as she spoke up.

"Harry…you're a Ravenclaw, you aren't stupid enough to actually want to be part of this farce."

Dany grinned at that, "Thank you Cho for the vote of confidence regarding my boyfriend's competence, though…I really do have to wonder how the hell I ended up here…"

Harry kissed her brow, which did not make her preen as he let out a light chuckle, "Dobby can do many a great things, yet popping a boy into the girl's dorms is not one of them. Since you wouldn't let me go well, we had to improvise."

Dancia blushed at that and then did what every Malfoy worth their salt did in such an embarrassing situation.

She redirected the attention elsewhere, with elegant style of course.

"SO! Since everyone is already aware that Harry had not actually signed himself up for this idiocy who is the actual Hogwarts Champion?"

Harry blinked in surprise a moment then scoffed as he shook his head, "Shit, I hadn't even thought of that, I was more focused on who and or what was trying to fuck with my life this time around…Who did the Goblet choose?"

"Fred Weasley," someone shouted out, Dany and Harry exchanged a glance, and then proceeded to break out laughing.

Oh that poor tournament.

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Ravenclaw was a competitive house, there was no ifs ands or buts about it, the intellectual gauntlet was their bread and butter and none of the house of wit and wisdom would deny it. That being said if you had proven yourself to have the house's best interests in mind while progressing your own goals there was a hint of collective loyalty that encouraged the 'claws to stick together. There was a reason their sister house was Hufflepuff after all…and there was also a reason Gryffindor and Slytherin tended to avoid interacting with Ravenclaws.

Most pointedly, they quite simply didn't give a fuck about politics.

So as it ended up when Harry and Dany approached the Great Hall for breakfast with Hermione in tow looking through the rules and regulations of a Tournament that had been banned for centuries, they did not react in a negative manner when the entire hall went silent. Harry leaned down to peck Dany on her lips then proceeded to guide her to the Ravenclaw table, they were halfway to their destination when suddenly there was a pair of redheaded teens standing before them, both grinning like idiots.

"So we have to admit,"

"We really didn't know what to think,"

"When your name came out of the goblet,"

"Well after a well deserving,"

"And quite dashingly handsome,"

"Gryffindor had already been chosen as Hogwarts Champion."

"We were mildly irritated, though as it stands,"

"We know that the Lady Chaos would never approve of you participating,"

"In what is more or less a blood sport."

"Thus we realized, much to our own chagrin,"

"You were set up," they spoke this last line in unison and the Weasley twins' smiles fell after the fact. Dany was blinking rapidly trying to figure out which was which when one of them stepped forward and extended a hand towards Harry with a serious look gracing his features.

"Mate, you've always been straight with us, and have made it clear you want nothing to do with pranking that isn't retaliatory, so I'll ask you only once. Did you put your name in the Goblet?"

Fred, that had to be Fred, she thought so anyway...gah whatever, regardless Harry's visage firmed up in a very attractive manner that Dany was not ever going to admit to anyone as he met Fred's gaze evenly.

"I did not," as he grasped Fred's hand a moment later the ginger grinned as he shook it with a laugh.

"Then let the best man win mate, just so you know, I may cheat, you know, fair warning."

At that Harry grinned in return as he wrapped an arm around Dany's waist while drawling out, "Fortune favors the bold my friend, and honestly, if you aren't cheating, you aren't trying hard enough."

Fred and George both laughed at that as the turned away, then Dany felt Harry deflate beside her as he leaned into her side. She met her boyfriend's weary gaze as he pulled her closer while quietly muttering, "I hate posturing."

Dany broke away from his grasp and took his hand while shooting him a wan smile, "You're awfully good at it though."

Harry's face fell at that as he glanced away while muttering, "I know…"

Breakfast after that was a rather awkward affair.

If you hadn't caught on to it Harry is comparing himself to Riddle and not happy about it.