Act 1 Scene 3
Dumbledore: Yes, Yes, welcome to another magical year at Hogwarts and a very special welcome to my favorite student, Mr. Harry Potter.
James gleamed
Ron: Woo! Woo!
Dumbledore: He killed Voldemort when he was just a baby; he's even got that little lightning scar on his forehead to prove it.
Harry covered his scar with his hand. A sweat band dropped down from the sealing with a note.
'thought it might help' Harry quickly pulled the band on his forehead to cover his scar.
Dumbledore: And another very special welcome to our newest edition to Gryffindor, Mr. Ginny-excuse me, Ms. Ginny Weasley.
"How do you even get that mixed up!" She shrieked.
Ron: Boo, boo.
Ginny: Yeah, I'm a girl and, um, also, aren't we supposed to be sorted by the Sorting Hat?
Dumbledore: Well, um, a funny thing happened to the Sorting Hat. He actually got hitched with another piece of enchanted magical clothing. So he and the Scarf of Sexual Preference aren't going to be back until next year.
Harry, Ron, and Ginny turned to Dumbledore with pleading looks on their faces.
"We'll see," Harry chuckled
Basically, I've just been putting anybody who looks like a good guy into Gryffindor, anybody who looks like a bad guy into Slytherin, and the other two can just go wherever the hell they want, I don't really care.
"That's not entirely accurate," Hermione frowned. "There are bad guys in other houses too. And good guys can be in every house."
"But it's how everyone thinks the Sorting goes." Harry said.
Cedric: Hufflepuffs are particularly good finders.
"Really?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows.
Harry looked thoughtful. "Well, Cedric wasthe other one to get to the Cup as fast. And he was the first of the other champions to get to his hostage in the Second Task."
Dumbledore: What the hell is a Hufflepuff?
"What is a Hufflepuff?" Everyone screamed or jumped at their new comer.
"Sirius!" Harry yelled and ran to hug his godfather. James and Lily stood up laughing and waited for their freind to recognize them. He pulled away from Harry, both hands on his shoulders, and his eyes slowly traveled upwards to the standing couple.
"Lily? James?" his voice exasperrated. "It can't be you're-"
"Dead? Ya we know," James laughed pulling his best friend into a long-waited embrace
"And Lily! Still as beautiful as ever?" He said pulling her into a bear hug squeezing her tiny frame. When he let her go and she caught her breath, she lengthened the couch to fit Sirius next to James. Harry picked Ginny up and sat her on his lap. The three parents/godparent eyed each other knowingly.
Anyway, it is time for me to introduce my very good friend and our own Potions Professor, Mr. Severus Snape.
Ron: Ah man, not Snape, I hoped they fired that guy.
Ginny: Why, what's wrong with Professor Snape?
Ron: Ah nothing, he's just, uh, evil.
Everyone -Snape burst out laughing at the sight of musical Snape.
"Haven't changed a bit huh Snivelly," Sirius said between laughs.
Harry: Come on Ron, he's really not that bad.
Snape: Harry Potter, detention.
Harry: What?
Snape: For talking out of turn.
"He was defending you for crying out loud!" Hermione yelled.
Now, before we begin, I'm going to give you all your very, very first pop-quiz.
Everyone: Groans
Hermione: Yes!
Snape: Can anyone tell me what a Portkey is? Ah yes, Miss Granger…
Hermione: A Portkey is an enchanted object that when touched will transport the one or ones that touch it to anywhere in the globe decided upon by the enchanter.
"Hermione has got to be the most accurate character so far."
A pillow was thrown for that comment.
Snape: Oh very good…now can anyone tell what foreshadowing is? Yes, Miss Granger?
Hermione: Foreshadowing is a dramatic device in which an important plot point is mentioned early in the story to return later in a more significant way.
"What does that have to do with magic?" Ron asked
"Well the kind of foreshadowed the triwizard tournament with portkey thing." Harry suggested
Snape: Perfect!
Ron: What's a Portkey again? I missed that one.
Hermione: Oh, a Portkey is something that-
Ron: Not you, oh my god.
Hermione: -when you touch it, it will transport you anywhere.
Snape: And remember a Portkey can be any sort of seemingly harmless object like a football or a dolphin.
"That would be interesting"
"Again Fred and George are never seeing this musical," Ron shuddered
Lavender: Professor, can like a person be a Portkey?
Snape: No, that's absurd. If that person were to ever touch themselves -looks at Ron-
Ron stared at the screen in horror.
They would constantly be transported into different places. A person can, however, be a Horcrux.
Harry inhaled sharply. Ron and Hermione looked terrified and Dumbledore looked grave.
Harry: What's, uh, what's a Horcrux?
Snape: I'm not even going to tell you Harry, you'll find out soon enough.
"Typical," Malfoy grumbled.
Hermione: Professor, what is the point of this quiz?
Snape: Oh no, no, no point in particular, just important information that everyone should know; especially you. Now, moving right along there are four houses in all: Gryffindor,
Gryffindors: Woo!
The Gryffindors cheered
Snape: Ravenclaw,
Ravenclaws: Ow!
Snape: Hufflepuff,
Cedrintc: Find!
Snape: What? And Slytherin.
Slytherins: Yessssssss!
"Yessssssss," Draco hissed to everyones amusement
Snape: Now, traditionally points are given for good behavior and deducted for rule breaking. Example, 10 points from Gryffindor!
Gryffindors: What? Why?
Snape: For Miss Granger's excessive baby fat.
Hermione looked extremely offended
"You don't have excessive baby fat, Hermione," Draco and Ron assured at the same time ending in the two glaring at eachother.
Ron and Harry: Thanks Hermione.
Snape: Traditionally, the House with the most points at the end of the year would win the House Cup. However, this year we're doing things a bit differently. Here to introduce it is our new professor of the Darks Arts, Professor Quirrell.
"Don't they mean Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
"Who knows?" Harry said mysteriously. "Maybe it's foreshadowing."
Harry: Ow! Ah, ow!
Quirrell: The House Cup, a time honored tradition. For centuries-
Draco: Go home terrorist!
"If only I actually said that," Draco said with a stupid grin on his face
Everyone stared at him then burst out laughing
The blond only shrugged
Quirrell: For centuries, the four Houses of Hogwarts have competed for the honor and glory of holding the title of House Champion. But where does this competition come from and what are the roots of the tradition?
Hermione: The House Cup tournament began with the first generation of Hogwarts' students.
Quirrell: That was a rhetorical question.
Dumbledore: Granger, quit interrupting. Twenty points from Gryffindor.
Ron: Thanks Hermione.
Quirrell: As I was saying, when the tournament first originated, it was of a completely different sort. One champion from each of the four houses would complete a series of dangerous tasks, challenges. The winner would not only win the Cup, but would also win eternal glory.
Hermione: Kind of like a House Cup or…no…like a Triwizard Tournament.
Quirrell: Yes, sort of like the Triwizard Tournament except no, not like that at all. There are four houses, how could it be the Triwizard Tournament with four teams?
"Foreshadowing much?" Harry said glumly.
Hermione: Well, uh, Professor, if I remember correctly, the House Cup Tournament was disbanded after one semester when one of its students was killed during the first task.
Quirrell: Yes, it is very dangerous, but the rewards far outweigh the risks.
"Umm did he not just hear musical me! She just said somebody died!" Hermione cried
Hermione: No, I don't think you heard me,I just said somebody died!
Dumbledore: Hermione Granger, shut your ungodly, lop-sided mouth and quit interrupting, twenty more points.
Ron and Harry: Thanks Hermione!
Dumbledore: God, for the cleverest witch of your age, you really can be a dumbass sometimes. Ten points to Dumbledore.
"But there's no wood!" Ron mocked Hermione from their first year with the devil snare.
"I can't believe that happened," Hermione groaned from the memory of her forgetting she was a witch and could make fire without wood.
The boys just laughed
Quirrell: Yes, yes well, it will be very dangerous but the winner will be remembered as a hero for ages to come. And as the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, I believe that this practical application is exactly what the curriculum needs to-
Voldemort: Achoo!
"He just-"
"Yep."
"But did-''
"No clue''
"Weird"
The two Gryffindor girls stared at the two boys alarmingly worried.
Dumbledore: Did your turban just sneeze?
Quirrell: Wh-what? No.
Dumbledore: I could have just sworn I heard a sneeze coming from your direction, but your mouth wasn't moving.
Quirrell: No, that-that was simply a fart, excuse me.
Everyone started laughing.
Voldemort: Achoo!
Harry: Ow, ow, ow, ow! Oh, Holy Jesus, oh my God…ow.
"Jeez Harry," Ginny teases poking at his covered scar.
He just grumbled.
Voldemort: Achoo!
Quirrell: I simply farted once more.
More laughter.
Dumbledore: In accordance to the newly resurrected House Cup, a champion from every house will be selected to compete! So, Snape, will you do the honors for me?
Snape: Yes Headmaster. First, from the Ravenclaw House, Miss Cho Chang.
Cho: Oh my god I won, I can't believe it y'all!
Snape: Next from Hufflepuff, Mr. Cedric Diggory.
Cedric: Well, I don't find this surprising at all.
"Neither do I," Harry glared at the screen
Cho: I find it perfect, now I can spend more time with my beloved boyfriend.
Cedric: I'm glad as well, my darling. –kisses her head-
Snape: Next, from the Slytherins, Draco Malfoy.
Draco: Ha, ho! I finally beat you, didn't I Potter? What do you think of that, huh? I'm the champion this time!
Dumbledore: Draco, would you sit down you little shit, champion's just a title.
Everyone laughed -Snape while Malfoy hit his forehead.
Snape: And finally, from the Gryffindor House, oh my. Well, isn't this curious? The one person in all of Hogwarts whom I have a well-known grudge against is suddenly in a tournament where he may very well lose his life…
Neville: If-if it's me, I'll just apologize to my fellow Gryffindors right now, for losing-
Snape: Sit down you inarticulate bumble, it's Harry Potter.
Ron: Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
"Wow how supportive." Harry said with a hint of sarcasm.
Ron looked down, a little ashamed.
Dumbledore: Well, here they are folks, the four Hogwarts' champions. I want all of you to start preparing immediately because the first task is in two months and it could be anything. So let's get to it!
Students: Cho Chang! Cho Chang! Cho Chang!
Draco: Malfoy! Malfoy! Mal- hey…
"Well guys I think it's time to hit the sack," Hermione said yawning.
"I agree,"
A hallway that lead to bedrooms appeared and everyone went to their designated rooms except Ginny and Harry.
"Come on Harry, I'm tired," She mumbled falling asleep in his lap. He picked her up and carried her to her room that she shared with Hermione, not noticing his parents watching from their rooms. Harry blushed at the beautiful girl that was snuggling so close to him and gave her a kiss on the forehead before entering the room.
"They aren't together, but I can't help but get emotional about my baby growing up," Lily sniff-mumbled. When Harry walked out of the room he noticed his parents watching him and scratched his head giving them a sheepish smile. When Lily was out of sight James looked at his son giving him a thumbs up and wink before descending into the room behind him.
There I fixed my big boo boo! :) Hope yall liked the little Harry Ginny Parent action thing there. I figured I better get this moving along! And about Draco and Ron? Well You'll find out sooner or later! Also There is going to be a new guest joining soon (Don't kill for it when I reveal who he is. see there's a hint it's a guy).
DameofPigfarts: I have some very exciting ideas for that one, but you'll have to wait and read for that on! You can probably see it budding in this chapter... sort of haha thanks!
lonleyromancewriter: Omg that sounds hilarious! Thanks for the compliment! here is the much wanted three chapters I promised you haha.
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