Magical Development

Part 4 of 7

It's Time for Magic . . .

"I can't believe that I'm doing this. It's so bloody stupid!" pouted the boy who lived. It was something that he had gotten quite accustomed to doing since the untimely death of Cedric Diggory. However, there was a new force that had entered the wizarding world. It was a force of known stupidity. "Oh, trust me, kiddo. This is not stupid. Especially if you know the proper way to pull this all together. Go for the third runner up if she isn't older enough for me."

And on that note, Gob after handing down the extent to his grand knowledge which consisted of how to play Super Mario Bros 2 in under two minutes and beauty pageants. As the Defense Against the Dark Arts sat down at the judge table with Professor McGonagall and Hagrid. Potter sighed as he went on stage to announce the event beginning.

He didn't realize that behind him one of the contestants was plotting against someone. "Soon, cousin George. I will have my revenge. It will be all mine again!" That was when she got tapped on the shoulder. "Pansy, do you want my nergal defense bracelet. It sounds like you need it more than me."

Pansy Parkinson hated Luna Lovegood. She constantly annoyed the girl. Last week when Pansy had lost a hat, Luna found it, and had cleaned it. This upset Pansy to no end because Pansy had the Parkinson Pride. This meant that even though it would be wise to accept help. While they shot themselves in the foot most of the time by instead competing against their helpers. The Bluth Brothers were notorious for this to happen. What you thought that George Senior just was able to provoke the boys for Boy Fights?

"Go away! I don't need your odd ball behavior getting on me!"

Luna just shrugged her shoulders that showed off her elegant purple and black dress with raven's beaks on either side. No one really could tell that she designed the outfit herself. Well other than the beaks on either of her shoulders starting to sing when she skipped. How Luna had discovered that particular song was truly amazing as well. Who knew that a young witch would watch well Muggle Television especially from the U.S. of A. and import from Japan no doubt.

It really was quite sad that Pansy had no idea who was responsible for that annoying song, but she really wished that whoever it was that they would have a nasty back ache at the least. She probably shouldn't have been mouthing "Bachis Achis" while holding the wound.

Then the event began, so she got back and line and hoped that Luna wouldn't skip.

Michael was watching the news. Every since seeing the new Ann Veal, he had been trying to figure out what had been bothering him. Then out of nowhere, there was blast of smoke from the fireplace and out of it emerged a man in a strange Russian outfit. "Am I addressing Mr. Michael. . ." coughing from the amount of smoke coming out of the chimney the man didn't finish the rest.

Michael sprung up and he helped the man. "I'm Michael, and are you from that Durmstrang Academy?"

In fact, Michael had been trying to contact the place for two weeks to no success. During the last attempt when he contacted the Danish consulate, he was quickly called insane and told that all he saw was swamp gas. Quite strange indeed, they were having we are an Open to All Question Day. Michael was actually thrown out without getting a statue based on the Little Mermaid.

"Ah yes comrade, I here to inform you that your son George Michael . . .," the man coughed again. "Where was I. Ah yes, your son has passed with flying colors, and he is now in more advanced courses that shall test his wizarding skills. Have a nice day and oh yes," the man started to rub his forearm. "Your father sends his greatings."

The man darted back to the fireplace and disappeared into smoke.

Doing a double take, Michael ran up the stairs, and he opened the attic door to find his father George Senior cooking on a hot plate.

"Ah, I don't think that I have enough batter for both of us." Michael was shocked that his father wasn't in Denmark. However, there was something else going on that was out of the control of Michael.

In the frozen and large grounds of Durmstrang Academy, it seemed that it was eternally cold. George Michael hated the fact that it was freezing. "After having to watch that Truth movie, I thought that it impossible for Polar Bears to find ice," said the innocent and naive boy. After weeks of going through special classes to catch up, he was suddenly in regular classes.

However he had been summoned to the headmaster's office. As he entered Vlad Turgenev, he was greeted by a man that he had seen from a distance. His face was reptilian like, but at the same time, he seemed to be a snake. "Ah Mr. Bluth, I'm pleased to meet such a promising young student," said the mysterious man.

George Michael had no idea what to say except the usual. "I don't love my cousin." The odd slender man blinked for a moment, and then he began to laugh. "Ah such a card, I like this one Vlad." At that moment, the head of Durmstrang Academy was sitting in a chair with four slithering creatures about him. Barely moving, he nodded. "Good, I'll take a walk with young Master Bluth."

George Michael began to walk with the scaly man as he patted the young man on the

back.

As Harry Potter introduced the judges, he wondered where Snape was since he was suppose to be the fourth judge, but unfortunately, there had been a last minute change in plans. The fourth judge was Horace Slughorn. In fact, it was due to the man that Harry was on stage since the rather old gentlemen had it in his head that Harry wanted the spotlight.

The house elves were running the lights, and suddenly Potter was on. "This is the First Annual Miss Hoggy Contest. First off, I like to introduce the judges."

The lighting changed and it focused first on Hagrid. "Professor Hagrid who is hoping for girls with a little bit more on their bones," said awkwardly Harry as he read the card. "That's right Harry just like me mum." The half giant began to cry after that. Harry flipped to the next card. "Professor McGonagall who notes that all the young ladies are beautiful even those that have an extra couple of year?" again Harry was a bit confused. Getting up unlike Hagrid who continued to sit. "Yes, I'd like to think that even if you waited your whole life that special someone that eventually that you will be recognized."

Sighing, Harry really didn't want to figure out what this one meant. "Professor Bluth, the one and only master of illusion!" Suddenly, Harry heard that annoying music again, and he looked up to see singing House Elfes. He thought that he could even see Kreacher and Dobby. Winky on the other hand was nearly falling off the rallying because of drink. She had actually started that morning with the drinking.

Then the magically lights focused in on GOB. "Yes, I am merely GOB!" He took a bow. Harry didn't even need to introduce Horace Slughorn because well he was bravoing both Harry and GOB. "That's how Parky did it. I'm so proud! Now let us see these lovely ladies."

And with that Harry flipped a bit of his wand and suddenly there were girls from every house at Hogwarts walked down the aisles. Hermonie was wearing a red and gold dress that Harry had provided for her after she asked for some help in getting it. The green and white dress that Pansy Parkinson made her page boy cut seem right on spot since it seemed to say 1920's. As she made her intrest at the right moment, she would use the curse against the upstart that had stolen her place in society. Which is why she was wearing her great-grandmother's dress that she found after she begged and pleaded with her family's house elf. After convincing the vile creature to go retrieve a dress this was what she got.

"Now if I can only aim correctly without looking," she sneered. That was when Luna fell on her. And that annoying song squawked out of her shoulder again. There was jeering from Slytherians as they thought that one of their own had been attacked. However, Pansy knowing that she missed her only chance to safely get rid of GOB just went in about the show.

Luna smiled as she remember earlier that day.

"Now, I not much a fan of your nonesense Miss Lovegood, but just make sure that moron doesn't get killed."

And for the rest of evening, it went swimmingly through the multiply different events that are mandatary during events such as the wand cleaning, dance competition, and the totally off the wall cowgirl competition, it was finally down to four girls from the initial forty.

"So, here are the top four girls one last time. Hermonie Granger, Cho Chang, Pansy Parkinson, and Ginny Weasley . . ."

It was at that point that each of the judges started to talk to one another and make their decision. Hagrid was the one to speak. "On behalf of the judges, I like to say that there needs to be more giantesses at Hogwarts." It was at that point that the rest of the judges decided that Hagrid would use the opportunity to start talking about his pet peeves namely the lack of half wizard giant students at Hogwarts.

At that point Horace Slughorn began to speak. "After consulting between us, we would like to give to Miss Parkinson the title of Miss Congeniality for being such a good sport through the whole evening. I was shocked by the way that incorrigible girl lassoed you. No doubt you would have scored higher had that not occurred."

Professor Slughorn lost his train of thought, but then her recalled where he was going with his thoughts. "Ah yes, the first runner up is that adorable Weasley girl. I expect great things from her. Her potions have such a craftsmanship to them. And such a beautiful young frame . . ." It was that point that he poked by someone. I'm not laying any fingers, but she pretty much is a spinster.

As Harry gave Ginny a tiara, he gave her a peck on the check. "Good job, tonight. Ginny"

Horace began to announce the winner. "If Miss Hoggy doesn't not complete her grades this terms with the excellent performance that we have come to expect, we will have to give the crown to Miss Weasley, but I don't think that will be a problem." Cho straighten her back. That was when she suddenly realized that her name had not been announced.

"Hermonie Granger!"

Back at the Mini-Mansion, Michael was going over his son's report from the school when he suddenly realized that there was something unusual about the report.

It was excellent even if it was in courses that made no sense to him. Though he thought that Leadership was probably a management course. In fact, it taught how only pureblood families could rule the world.

That was when Lindsay walked down the stairs. "I hope that Donald gets here soon. I can't believe GOB finally found someone who isn't a totally flake."

Michael was more impressed that he wasn't some sort of drugged out ex-magician like the last fifteen had been. "Don't wear Beaver too badly. We need him for construction tomorrow." Lindsay was about to go meet her new buck-toothed boyfriend when she suddenly picked up another envelopment.

"Hey Mike, do you know Michael Riddle?" Michael turned around to look at an envelop that Lindsay had picked up from near the fireplace.

"No, but lately I've been finding them by the fireplace. Just throw it in the closet with the rest. Maybe you will find Tobias as well."

Michael still had no idea what was off about this report except that George Michael's surname wasn't Bluth on the report. Well, it started with a R and ended with an E. You know I'm betting that you are wondering where this story is going, but trust me, it will pay off once I get there.

Back at Hogwarts, Pansy was crying backstage. She had failed to complete her task. Now

she would as poor as that damn Weasley girl. No more new clothes. No more new shoes. No more new brooms. All of it was coming to an end. That was when she got tapped on the shoulder.

"Ah Pansy. I'm your cousin."

That was when Pansy turned around to face her older cousin. Here was her chance to kill the man that had taken her inheritance. "I should have talked to you sooner, but I had no idea till someone said your name. Then tonight, Horace kept on talking about how you are my cousin. Then I said to myself that I probably shouldn't run away from you. Though in a lot of ways, you remind me of my mother."

Pansy had never heard anyone say that to her. Usually, they thought that she was vindicate, manipulative, and a bit of the b word. Ironically, GOB meant all those things too. Plus, they had similar hair cuts. However, Pansy's heart seemed to grow three sizes that day which is interesting due to the fact that it was usually full of warmth for only one: Draco Malfry.

"Cousin George, I don't know what to say. I'll try to be a better family member as well." Hugging him, it caused a picture to fall out of GOB's pocket. "Who's this?"

"Well, that's my nephew, George Michael Bluth. He's not much with the ladies. I just got word that my idiot brother sent him to some school in Europe." However, George Oscar Bluth's words seem to float above Pansy as she fell in love with the unknown boy in the picture. Maybe there is just something in the blood?

"He's so dreamy. Look at that frail face, he has the Parkinson nose as well. Oh he has such a pale complexion as well" GOB had already left to have a date with his traditional after pageant date Miss Second Runner Up.

Let's just end it there.

On the next Magical Development

- Michael finds out that Lindsay is not his sister. And that the man that he thought was his father is in fact not.

- George Michael starts getting letters from a cousin that freak him out. But not as much as his new friend and mentor, Lord Voldemort does.

- GOB gets to meet Cederic Diggory's ghost. "What do you mean you haunt her?"