AN: Just so there is no confusion as it is different from canon, by the time of the world cup happens, Barty Jr. had already broken free from his father's Imperious Curse and captured Moody, he had also already placed his father under the Imperious Curse at this time, and Barty Jr. was just under the invisibility cloak in the top box to enjoy the game, and not because his father placed him there.

Disclaimer: I own nothing about the world of harry potter except for my enjoyment of it. J.K. Rowling owns all rights to Harry Potter, i am just playing in her world.

"French"

A very special thanks to my beta SpiritHolly, who is taking time out of her schedule to read over and edit my chapters for me.

Harry was just entering the dining room for breakfast the next morning when the Delacour's, being led by an over excited Dobby, came down to join him. Thanks to Dobby's warnings to him last night, Sirius was going to take a little day trip while they were here. Promptly three seconds later Harry was hit in the midsection by a little blonde rocket. Thankfully he managed to remember to use a translation charm before he headed down this morning. "Harry! I just wanted to say thank you again for saving me and taking care of me last night,"the little blonde gave him an innocent kiss on the cheek.

"Well, you are very welcome. I couldn't just stand by or run away and let someone hurt my little Gabby now could I?"He said, tapping his pointer finger lightly on her nose. She beamed at him and blushed, a huge accomplishment Harry thought, considering she was part-Veela. He addressed the other three. "Good morning everyone, I hope you slept well and everything was to your liking?"

All three bid him a 'good morning' before Jean continued. "Yes very much so, I must thank you again for your hospitality Lord Potter."

"Please, just Harry will do fine; I only make my enemies call me by my title,"Harry countered. "So how long will you be in England?"

"We must be headed back before nightfall. Fleur has yet to pack for school, and as is she will only have a day,"Apolline answered.

"Do you have any plans for the rest of the day? I need to head to Diagon Alley for a few books, but I would be more than happy to show you around, I also have a large indoor pool if you would just like to lounge around for the day."

It was Gabrielle who spoke up first, "Daddy can we go with Harry today, pretty please?"

Jean just chuckled before answering, while Apolline and Fleur grinned widely, knowing little Gabby had a huge crush on Harry after he had saved her, "If it is ok with Harry, then I guess it would be ok with me."

Gabby just looked at Harry with huge grey-blue puppy dog eyes and a large hopeful smile and Harry couldn't help but chuckle, "It would be my pleasure- I tell you what, I will even take you clothes shopping so you can pick out a new bathing suit and we can go swimming when we get back. How does that sound?"Her smile got even bigger and she jumped onto him wrapping her arms around his neck shouting, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"Harry, Harry, Harry, one day you will learn not to offer to take a woman shopping,"Jean said while laughing. He was quickly shut up by a smack on the back of the head from both his wife and eldest daughter.

They were halfway through breakfast when an owl carrying The Daily Prophetflew in.Harry took the paper, paid the owl, and it was on its way. He opened it up and read.

Death Eaters Attack the Quidditch World Cup

by: Rita Skeeter

Late last night and early into this morning panic was let loose at the sight of the Quidditch World Cup, when a large mass of people dressed in Death Eater attire, began terrorizing a family of muggles while blasting anything that stood in their way. At the same time the large group was terrorizing the camp grounds a Dark Mark was cast in the forest near the stadium. By the time Aurors arrived to the scene of the Dark Mark the perpetrator had already fled.

However a much more gruesome sight was found not three hundred yards from where the mark was cast. The bodies of three deceased and three more incapacitated Death Eaters were found in what appeared to be a battle zone. Blast marks and scorched earth and trees littered the area. The one(s) responsible for their capture/death were no longer around by the time they were found. Of the three captured were Xavier Montague, Charles Brighton, and Michael Greggor. The three deceased were identified as Adam Flint, Andrew Perkins, and Evan Rosier Sr. You readers may note that Evan Rosier Sr. was accused of being a follower of You-Know-Who during the first war, but managed to avoid Azkaban like many others on the account of being "Under the Imperious Curse."

None of the other Death Eaters were captured, and while there were many injuries, there were no civilian deaths to report. We ask anyone with information regarding the death/capture of the six Death Eaters to contract us here at The Daily Prophet.

He passed the paper around to the Delacour's and went to floo call Daphne and Astoria to let them know he was ok.

After breakfast they left for their tour of Diagon Alley, including taking a detour to Flourish & Blott's so Harry could pick up a handful of books on Runes that he planned on reading for one of the projects he would have while at school this year and what turned into being a two hour shopping spree with the girls at Madam Malkins, Harry portkeyed them all back to Potter Manor. With her new one piece bathing suit in hand, Gabrielle and Harry managed to convince everyone to go for a swim for a few hours.

Harry was just glad that he was already in the water, and that Daphne and Astoria weren't there, when the girls came down after getting changed. If looks ran in the family, little Gabby was going to be a knockout like her older sister in just a couple more years. Fleur came down wearing a blue and silver two piece that sent the blood rushing from his head faster than food disappeared around Ron. She was well toned, curved in all the right places, and her breasts, while not huge, were perfect looking on her body. He had to quickly check and make sure he wasn't drooling. Luckily for him their allure wasn't really affecting him despite their being half-Veela.

A few hours before the Delacour's had to head back to France, they were all lounging in the sitting room holding conversation. Gabby was curled up into Harry's side asleep. "So Fleur,"Harry began, "any special plans for this year at Beauxbatons, it is your last one after all?"They had both talked about each other off and on throughout the day getting to know each other a bit more. He had told her about some of his more innocent adventures over the last few years, including some stories about his friends. He had also told her about how the school had turned on him from time to time, after she had told him about how hard it was to keep friends being part-Veela. Most men did not have much tolerance to the Veela allure, and most women were jealous because of that fact.

The two realized they had a lot in common the more they had talked. Neither had had very many friends growing up, both received more attention than they were comfortable, and both had a burning desire to prove themselves more than just a pretty face, or in Harry's case a name. Answering his question she replied, "Actually, Papa told me that the Tri-Wizard Tournament will be held at Hogwarts this year, I was planning on trying to compete in it."

"Hey that's great, I guess that means I will get to see you sometime around Halloween then,"he then remembered about the plans Voldemort had for him that revolved around the Tri-Wizard Tournament. "Of course with my yearly luck of escaping death, it wouldn't surprise me if I was somehow chosen to compete in the tournament myself."

"You mean you wouldn't want to compete in the tournament voluntarily?"She joked knowing how he hated his fame.

"Maybe I'll just polyjuice myself as you and you can be me and take all the fame you want," taking another sip of his drink as Fleur answered him.

"Is that the only reason you would want to polyjuice yourself as me Harry?" He spewed his firewhiskey once she said that, causing everyone to laugh at him. He clearly did not think his last statement through.

Deciding to try and save a little face he responded, "Well you do have a very delicious looking body Fleur."She blushed while the others laughed at his comeback.

Sirius came back home late that night after the Delacour's had left back for France. Harry had shook Jean's hand and received hugs and kisses on the cheeks from the girls along with a promise from Fleur to see him at Hogwarts on Halloween.

The last few days before it was time to catch the Hogwarts Express back to school were spent by Harry reading over his new Runes books that he was going to need to complete the work he had planned for his future lodgings in the Chamber of Secrets. He was currently reading on illusionary runes. He had also been working on his Occlumency and Legilimency as well as practicing in the dueling room while he had Daphne and Astoria working on their Occlumency and sorting and storing all of their new memories and knowledge.

Finally September 1st came around and with his shrunken trunk loaded into his robe pocket, he took the floo the Platform 9¾. He was there about a half an hour before the train was scheduled to leave so he decided to go and grab him a compartment while he waited for his girls and his two best friends.

He was sitting in a compartment by himself reading more about illusionary runes when both Daphne and Astoria entered the compartment. Harry stood up and greeted each one of them with a kiss and they sat down with a girl cuddled into each of his sides. Just a few minutes after the train had left the station Ron, Hermione, and Ginny all entered the compartment dragging their trunks. Ginny was the first to notice that Harry wasn't alone, but thankfully the other two must have told her about Harry's conversation about them with Ron as she managed to keep her mouth shut about it, but it did not prevent her from scowling at them both.

It was Ron who spoke up first. "So what happened to you after the Quidditch World Cup mate, everyone was looking all over for you but nobody could find you anywhere?"

Harry, who had remembered to let his girls and Sirius know what had happened and that he was alright, had completely forgot about everyone else in light of what was going on. "I ran across some men attacking a ten year old girl, so I got her out of there and took her back to Potter Manor, in the process of getting a hold of Madam Pomfrey and trying to find her parents it just slipped my mind to get in contact with anybody else." Wanting to change the subject so as to not have questions lead back to the Death Eaters he either killed or captured he asked, "So what happened to you guys after we got split up?"

It was Hermione who answered. "We ended up getting lost in the woods, and we heard a male voice shout something and the Dark Mark went up in the sky not far from where we were. Of course immediately people apparated in and we had to duck like twenty stunners."

"Did they find who cast the mark?" Harry asked.

"All they found was Mr. Crouch's house elf Winky stunned on the ground, while somehow holding onto Ron's wand. Of course Crouch fired her immediately afterwards," Hermione said. Unhappy about the way he had treated the elf.

Of course Harry knew already that firing his house elf was just a rouse by Barty Crouch Jr. to help keep the suspicion off of him, if Harry had to guess he would say that he already had his father under the Imperious Curse. Harry just wished he had been there as he could have used another house elf; they weren't exactly easy to come by. "Well I'm glad you are all ok," he said after a couple seconds before turning back to cuddling his girls and reading from his book on illusionary runes.

Of course Hermione, ever inquisitive, couldn't hold herself back from questioning him on his reading choice, "So Harry why are you reading a book on Runes, you're not even taking that class."

Slightly annoyed at her need to know everything, Harry momentarily set the book down and answered her. "Well, I wrote McGonagall earlier in the summer and requested to drop Divination and take up Ancient Runes. I don't think I have it in me for another year of faking my own death in a damn dream journal."

"But your already a year behind!" she practically screamed.

"Hence why I am reading a book on Ancient Runes Hermione," he laughed. "I haven't just been lounging around all summer you know."

"But those books are NEWT level books, you can't have possibly read that far in advanced Harry," she countered.

Getting a bit fed up after her interrogation, he answered her heatedly, "It's not like I'm Crabbe or Goyle Hermione, and I guess I just pick up Runes easier than most people."

Realizing he wasn't likely to answer any more questions on the subject she reluctantly let it drop. They sat in silence for the next couple hours until they were interrupted by their yearly meeting with Draco, no matter how bad he usually came out of each conflict he never seemed to give up trying.

"Well, well, well." he said, "I never figured you to fall for a half-blood Greengrass, shame how far you have fallen."

She glared at him at replied, "Are you sure you're not just jealous of Harry because he has two girls curled up against him and all you will ever have is Crabbe and Goyle to cuddle with?"

Malfoy's face tinged pink while everyone else laughed at him, "Better watch your back this year Greengrass; it would be a shame if something were to happen to it."

Not taking threats to his girls sitting down it was Harry who spoke up this time, "It would be a shame indeed wouldn't it Malfoy. I mean after all an attack on the betrothed to an Ancient and Most Noble House would be very unfortunate for the attacker if the Lord of said House were to say...challenge them to an honor duel to the death for a slight against his family, wouldn't you agree?"

Malfoy, understanding Harry's threat, paled before turning around hurriedly and leaving them in peace. Not wanting to worry about being interrupted by unwanted visitors Harry cast locking and silencing charms over the door and went back to reading.

A few hours later and Harry was standing outside of the Great Hall saying goodbye to Daphne and Astoria as they would have to sit at their own house tables for the opening feast, when he brought up the emergency portkey he planned on making them. "I am sure Dumbledore will want to have words with me about leaving from the Dursley's, and will probably call me to his office for a 'chat' after the feast. It probably doesn't help that I intentionally left him off of the wards at Potter Manor, so he had no way to contact me all summer." The three laughed at the thought of the old man going spare trying to find him.

"How do you plan on getting him to agree to let you make the portkeys?" Astoria asked.

"Unfortunately, I will probably have to offer him a trade."

It was Daphne who asked this time. "What kind of trade would he possibly want?"

"Well, I am sure that he would agree to give me temporary access to the wards if I were to make him privy to my living situation and add him to the wards. I would rather not have to do it, but keeping you two girls safe takes higher priority over anything else. Besides, I will make sure he knows that he is not to just come over unannounced. I have way too many things I do not want him to see because he decided to come snooping around. Of course he will only have access to my home when I am there; he will not be snooping around while I am at school."

"Well, let us know how it goes and we will see you tomorrow morning at breakfast." Daphne said leaning up to give him a kiss on the lips before heading in to the Great Hall.

Harry turned to Astoria, "Now Tori I know you aren't in Slytherin, but I still want you to be careful and not get caught out on your own. Malfoy may be an idiot, but he is still a dirty piece of slime that wouldn't hesitate to attack you with your back turned, so be careful please."

She leaned up to give him a kiss, "I will Harry, I promise. Plus I think after your subtle warning on the train he might heed your warning for a while at least and leave us alone. I will see you at breakfast."

They both entered the Great Hall, one headed to the Ravenclaw table the other headed for Gryffindor. The Feast itself was rather normal as usual. The first years were sorted, the sorting hat sang its usual horrible song, and Dumbledore gave his usual rubbish start of term announcements. Apparently Filch's ban-list had grown even bigger. The first change from the norm was when he introduced the new DADA teacher, retired Auror Alastor 'Mad-Eye' Moody. Of course Harry knew this man was a fake and really Barty Crouch Jr and he would double check it tonight on the Marauders Map to make sure.

After the last of the Desserts were cleared away Dumbledore stood back up and the crowd went quiet.

"Before we head on up to bed for the night, I have a few last minute announcements to make," he began. "First, I am sure many of you will be disappointed but sadly I must announce that the Quidditch Cup for this year will be canceled."

As expected most of the Hall erupted into boo's and shouts of disagreements over this news. Harry himself was really indifferent to it. He would have enough on his plate this year without having to worry about Quidditch practice four times a week. A few purple firecrackers shot out of Dumbledore's wand and the place went silent once more, "This is due to an event that will be starting in October, and continuing throughout the school year, taking up much of the teachers' time and energy, but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts we will be hosting the Tri-Wizard Tournament."

The Great Hall broke out into excited mutterings and whispering, and Fred Weasley shouted out, "You're JOKING!"

"I assure you I am not joking, Mr. Weasley," he said, "though now that you mention it, I did hear an excellent one over the summer about a troll, a hag, and a leprechaun who all go into a bar..."

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat loudly.

"Er, but maybe this is not the time...no..." said Dumbledore, "where was I? Ah yes, the Tri-Wizard Tournament...well, some of you will not know what this tournament involves, so I hope those who do know will forgive me for giving a short explanation..."

Harry started to tune him out as he had already read up on the Tri-Wizard Tournament before coming back from summer break. According to Fleur the other schools that would be competing would be Durmstrang and Beauxbatons. He could really care less about Durmstrang, but he couldn't wait for Beauxbatons to arrive. He had really enjoyed Fleur and Gabby's company and he really wanted his girls to be able to meet them. Hell, perhaps if things went good, he might be able to snag a pair of smart, funny, and super-sexy part Veela as his other two wives. Of course that would be pending on approval from the two he already had. 'But hey, I already had one pair of sisters, why not go for a second set,' he thought.

He was brought out of his musings by the sound of everyone getting up to head to their dormitories, as he had expected right as he was about to leave, Professor McGonagall stopped him, "Mr. Potter, the Headmaster would like to see you in his office before you head off to bed. The password is Blood Pops."

As all sorts of funny scenarios involving Dumbledore and an equally as ancient looking vampire flitted through his mind when she told him the password, he just nodded his head to his Head of House and left the Great Hall making his way up to the gargoyle that guarded the Headmaster's office. He gave it the password, walked up the stairs and knocked on his door.

"Enter," the voice of Albus Dumbledore came from the other side. He opened the door and walked in to find that he wasn't the only visitor tonight. Impostor Moody, as Harry had taken to calling him in his mind, was also there holding a conversation with the Headmaster.

"I will just wait off to the side while you finish your conversation Headmaster," Harry told the two men. He already knew what exactly Dumbledore was likely to want to talk about and there was no way in hell he would let Impostor Moody hear a word of it.

"Nonsense m'boy, Alastor and I were just catching up on old times. Please have a seat, we have much to discuss tonight." Dumbledore replied with that damnable twinkle going full blast. Of course Harry knew it wasn't just a grandfatherly look, but actually passive Legilimency, which while annoying and definitely illegal and unethical, Harry had to admit it was pretty impressive as it takes many years to be able to sustain a passive Legilimency scan.

"I must apologize, and no offense to you Professor Moody, but what I believe you are here to discuss with me I find to be personal information that I cannot trust to someone whom I have never met before." Dumbledore frowned slightly but before he could speak Impostor Moody spoke up.

"It's not a problem Albus, I have many things I need to do tonight as it is," turning to Harry he continued. "No worries about offending me boy, it's better to be safe than sorry and always practice CONSTANT VIGILANCE!" He shouted that last part, "I will catch up with you some other time Albus. Mr. Potter." Harry returned his nod as the one legged man made his way out the door and down the stairs. Before Harry took he seat he threw up a few privacy charms, taking care not to use the really advanced ones, so as to not alert the old man that he had gained an ungodly amount of knowledge over the summer.

"So you wanted to talk to me Headmaster?" Harry began.

Dumbledore just smiled at him over his half-moon spectacles for a moment before he began. "Indeed I do Mr. Potter. I have been trying to contact you all summer, but alas all of my mail has returned unopened and unanswered. Would you care to tell me where you have been staying this summer and why you left the safety of your aunt and uncle's?"

Harry watched as his two twinkle machines fired back up, and made sure not to block all of his memories as most people would do using Occlumency, but he hide all but a select few fake memories that he wanted the old man to see; this way he would be unaware that he had learned Occlumency and he would get the answers that Harry wanted him to have, "Of course I cannot tell you everything that has happened to me over the summer Headmaster, as it is still my life and everyone deserves some modicum of privacy."

"Of course m'boy, let's start with why and how you left your aunt and uncle's?" He responded.

"The why should be the easy part Headmaster; as I am sure you know, seeing as my Hogwarts acceptance letter was addressed to me as the cupboard under the stairs,my home life there has been anything but pleasant." Dumbledore's eyes dimmed slightly as Harry hinted to the fact that he knew he was being mistreated, but he did not interrupt.

Harry continued. "As for the how, I was made aware by Gringotts that as the last Potter, I was eligible to claim my Lordship early; on my 14th birthday to be more precise. So I took a portkey that they bank provided and did just that. Speaking of which, I find it fair to tell you that as a Lord, I have the right to claim separate lodgings from the students. While I do have plans for later in the year to deal with this myself, for now I am happy to stay in the dorms with my friends."

Dumbledore just nodded and asked the question that Harry knew he longed to answer since the moment he walked through the door, "If I may ask, just where are you staying now during the holidays?"

"Ah yes, as I stated earlier, some of this knowledge would be private matters, as such is the location of my home. However, I would always be opened to a trade of sorts." Harry smiled at the old man, he knew that Dumbledore hated not knowing and would probably make that deal.

"And just what could I have that you might possibly need Harry?" He asked.

"Nothing much I assure you, but first I must give you an overview of my situation. As I am sure you know House Potter wasn't the only house I have taken Lordship over?" Dumbledore just nodded. "Well it turns out that I am also involved in not one, but two marriage contracts."

"Might I ask who the lucky ladies are?" he interrupted.

"I don't see why not, it is not like it will remain secret for long. Interestingly enough I am betrothed to both Greengrass sisters," he said with a shit-eating grin on his face. "This however, is where I need a trade from you. As I am sure you know I have a great many enemies in this world, specifically in Slytherin where Daphne is located. My main concern right now is to make sure my two girls remain unharmed, as I am sure you can understand."

Dumbledore nodded that he did but spoke up still. "I do not follow where exactly this is going?"

"Well all I need from you is tomorrow at breakfast I will need partial control over the wards here for only about a five minute period," confused by his request he decided not to interrupt and see where Harry was going with this. "I have already acquired special rings for both of my girls that have ward based portkeys built into them, among many other things. The portkeys have no activation phrase; instead they are activated only by the wards placed upon them. You see I found someone who could placed intent based wards, mind you it was not cheap." This of course was a lie, Harry himself had placed the wards, but Dumbles did not need to know that. "Essentially, what these wards do are, for example, say someone stuns Daphne from behind, and approaches her with the intent to do her harm. The moment someone who has ill intentions towards her touches any part of her person, the ward will activate, triggering the portkey and taking her to safety."

"And just what, may I ask, happens to the person who triggered the portkey?" The old man asked.

Harry figured it was a fair question, so he decided to give him a truthful answer, "The girl in question will be safely transported to my home, where my house elf will contract me that the ring's portkey was triggered. The person, who triggered it, will be waiting in a cell in my dungeons bound, stunned, and unarmed until I can contact the Aurors about an attack against the betrothed of a Lord of an Ancient and Most Noble House."

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair and plopped another lemon drop in his mouth while thinking things over. He couldn't really find anything wrong with Harry wanting to keep his girls safe, and he really wanted to know where the boy had been living. Seeing as he had no other options he spoke up, "I accept your terms Harry. I will get your attention at breakfast letting you know when you can begin. You also should feel the wards temporarily as you gain partial control over the anti-portkey ward. You will have ten minutes to make the portkeys work."

"Very well Headmaster, and to answer your question I have been living at Potter Manor. I have kept the list of people accepted into the wards very short, as I was hoping for a peaceful summer. I must warn you however, that there are only a couple of people who still have access to the Manor while I am away, so I give you fair warning to floo call before deciding to pop in for a visit, to make sure I am home first. I would hate for you to trigger the wards sir."

Dumbledore nodded his consent, "Very well Mr. Potter, thank you for sharing this with me."

"You're welcome Headmaster; now if you will kindly excuse me I must still unpack tonight, and it is getting late. Goodnight," Dumbledore bade him goodnight as Harry exited his office and began the long walk back to Gryffindor tower. Thankfully Hermione had gotten the password to the tower from a prefect and told him as he was leaving to go visit the Headmaster's office.

As he was making his way to the Gryffindor tower, he suddenly remembered that Ravenclaw's Diadem was still sitting in the Room of Hidden things in the Room of Requirements. Deciding to go ahead and take care of it tonight before his luck could change and end up losing it, he made his way to the tapestry of Barnibus the Barmy trying to teach trolls how to tap dance, and walked back and forth three times thinking of the room he needed.

Immediately after this third walk past the hidden door, it appeared and he made his way inside. He was momentarily taken back by the mountains of stuff that had been left behind in here in the last thousand years. He quickly made his way through the objects to where he knew from memory the diadem sat. It only took him a few minutes to reach it before he shrunk and pocketed the now small tiara. With a quick thought that he would get Dobby to come here and gather up any and all rare books and items at a future date, he exited out of the room and made his way to Gryffindor tower to get a good night's sleep before classes started back up the next morning.

AN: Well there is Chapter 8 for you. I know it wasn't very action packed but for every vacation you take there is a long drive before you can get there. I am hoping to alternated action between every other chapter at most. Hope you are enjoying it so far, and don't forget to leave me feedback on how i am doing. Also check out my other story A Squib's Path to Revenge. It is a continuation of the story abandoned by Phantomace13 called A Squib's Revenge. I think you all will enjoy it. I hope to have the next chapter up for you guys in a few days.