Finally getting up the next chapter! Sorry it took so long!
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Chapter 4
Harry was sprawled out on the floor of the common room. Luckily for him, it was late at night so the only other students in the room where Ron and Hermione. Harry was staring up at the ceiling. It had been a few weeks since his last heist so he was due to make another one soon. He would have to wait a few more days before he could do another heist because the foreign students would be arriving the next day. The choosing of the Champions would also be in the next few days after their arrival. Not the most opportune time to do anything so he would have to wait.
His thoughts were disrupted when a ball of parchment smacked him in the face. Harry tilted his head back to glare at Ron. "What?"
"What are you thinking about? I've been trying to get your attention for ages!"
Harry sat up and turned around to face his two friends. I highly doubt that it took you ages. What did you want?"
"Whatever. What do you think of the students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons that will be coming tomorrow?"
Harry shrugged. "I don't really have an opinion on it. I understand that this Tournament is a big thing in the Wizarding community, but, truthfully, I could care less. I guess it's a good thing that I am underage. I don't have to worry about everyone hounding me about putting my name in the Goblet."
Hermione nodded in understanding. "It should be interesting to watch, though. Wouldn't you agree, Harry?"
Harry shrugged. "I suppose so."
Ron yawned. "I'm gunna go to bed. Goodnight, Hermione. See you in the dorm, Harry."
"I'll be up soon, Ron."
Hermione bid Ron goodnight and the red head left up the stairs. Harry sat staring into the flames of the fireplace. He rested his chin on his knees, musing quietly. Hermione, too, was quiet for a short while. Finally, though, she spoke. "What do you think of Dark, Harry?"
The black haired boy broke from his thoughts and looked up. "The thief?" Hermione nodded. "Why? Do you have a crush on him, Hermione?"
The bushy haired girl blushed and glared slightly at Harry. "No! I'm only curious. Wizards don't really know about him yet, but he's become famous in the Muggle world. You think he is a wizard?
Harry looked back towards the fire. "I don't really know what to think of him. He's a thief. He could also expose the Wizarding world. He probably is a wizard, though he seems to use a different type of magic from what I've been able to hear."
With jumped onto Harry's shoulder. The boy smiled and patted the creature's head. "Hey there, boy."
Hermione smiled at the pair. "Hey, Harry?"
Harry didn't look up, still petting With. "Yeah, Hermione?"
"What is With? He isn't a rabbit."
Harry frowned. "I'm not sure. He just appeared one day. He might be a familiar or something. Like something that was born from my magic." Harry smiled. "Right, With?"
The creature cocked it head to the side cutely and gave a happy, "Kyuu!"
Harry stood up. "I'm going to bed. Goodnight, Hermione. I will see you in the morning."
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Harry sat sandwiched between Ron and Hermione in the Great Hall. Everyone was assembled for the choosing of the Triwizard Tournament champions. Harry was bored and did not want to be there. With was sitting in his lap and he was absently stroking With's head. The tiny creature was sleeping, curled up against Harry's stomach.
Harry was staring up at the ceiling, lost in his thoughts. After tonight's choosing of the champions, things would calm down enough for him to be able to do another heist. Of course, there would be the Tasks so he wouldn't be able to plan anything on days that the Tasks would take place. He would be expected to watch the Tasks, so he wouldn't be able to stay up late the nights before to do any heists.
He also should do a few heists over the weekend so that he could go to museums that were farther away. The museums that were really far away, he would have to wait until breaks, unfortunately.
He could do one over that weekend. But first he would have to do some research. He frowned slightly as he thought. There was a nearby Muggle village that had rumors of a statue that moved at night, luring young men into the dark forests surrounding the village. It had the villagers so frightened, that no one would leave their houses at night.
The story behind the statue was that a young woman had fallen in love. However, the man rejected her love and the young girl was devastated. She committed suicide by throwing herself of a cliff that was hidden in the forest. Her parents, grieved by their loss had a statue built in her honor. However, as the story goes, the young girl's ghost wanted revenge and so inhabited the stone statue.
Harry frowned thoughtfully. This was an ideal place to perform his next heist, but first he needed to do some research to prove the claims surrounding the village.
"Harry Potter!"
Harry broke from his thoughts, startled. What he found was the entire Hall staring at him in disbelief. Hermione whispered urgently to him, sensing that he hadn't been paying attention. "Your name was pulled from the Goblet! You're the 4th champion!"
Harry frowned but stood up, knowing that he was supposed to go to the side chamber now. With woke up and nuzzled Harry's hand, sensing his master's distress. Harry smiled mentally, but kept his face blank. The Hall was dead silent as he strode down the space between the tables. Whispers broke out as he passed Dumbledore.
Harry kept his head held high, ignoring all the stares and whispers around him. Harry glanced over to Draco. The blonde nodded slightly, showing that he wanted to speak to Harry later. Harry inclined his head the barest amount, showing that he acknowledged Draco and would meet him at their usual meeting place.
Harry slipped into the side chamber. Taking a breath, he strode forward. He stroked With's head one last time before placing the creature on his shoulder. With sat there, quiet, sensing his master's turmoil. Harry stopped before the other Champions. Seemingly relaxed, a careful observer could see the tension in Harry's body.
The champion for Beauxbatons studied Harry. (A/N: I cannot write a French accent to save my life, so just imagine she has one.) "What are you doing here? Do they want us back in the Hall?"
Harry stayed silent, letting Dark's influence leak into his posture, self confident and slightly cocky. He would not let these older wizards intimidate him. However his name got into the Goblet didn't matter now. He would have to participate either way. He would not let the other Champions walk all over him just because they had more experience and more knowledge.
He studied his fellow Champions as he waited for the Headmasters and professors. The Champion from Durmstrang was Quidditch star Viktor Krum. He was silent and observant. Harry nodded to the older boy when Krum locked eyes with him. Harry could see the other boy appraising him. Harry only looked onto the next Champion.
The only girl Champion, she was from Beauxbatons, the one who had spoken to him earlier. He did not know her name. She was quite beautiful, probably has veela blood in her, Harry mused. She looked light on her feet and had a slightly spoiled air about her. She was used to getting her way.
Harry finally turned his head to study his fellow Hogwarts Champion. Cedric Diggory. He was the Hufflepuff seeker. Harry mentally sighed. Well, seems like even the quiet Hufflepuffs were going to be out for his blood this year.
Suddenly, the Headmasters and a few of the professors entered the chamber. They were arguing. Dumbledore immediately swept up to Harry with a serious face. He reached out to grab Harry's shoulders, but the boy stepped casually out of the way and folded his arms. "I did not put my name in the Goblet, Headmaster. I didn't even want to participate in this Tournament. However, I've looked over the rules. Since my name came out of the Goblet, I will be forced to participate in this stupid Tournament whether I like it or not."
"You are certain, Mr. Potter."
Harry only answered him with, "Neither I, nor an older student, put my name in that Goblet on my wishes. In my opinion, Headmaster, someone wants me dead, and I can think of only one person. Better make sure your security measures are top notch for the security of not only me, but all the students as well."
Everyone stared at him with varying degrees of dumbfounded looks on their faces. Harry resisted the urge to scowl. "You know as well as I do, Headmaster, that there is no way that I, nor any other student, could break through an age line and then cast a powerful enough spell to confuse the Goblet into spitting out my name along with already three other Champions."
With gave a soft, "Kyuu," trying to calm his master slightly. Harry patted the creature's head. Seems like he was going to have to do that heist soon to alleviate some stress and other pent up emotion. Dumbledore cleared his throat. "Very well. All of you, the first Task will take place in a few short weeks. We will give you the set time soon. Remember, you cannot ask help from any of your teachers or the officials."
Harry listened through the speech. When it was over, he quickly left.
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Dark was going through his martial arts sets, when Draco arrived. Dark ignored the boy in favor of releasing stress. Draco watched the purple haired thief for several minutes after relocking the door. Draco sighed and transformed into Krad. He lunged at the other boy, knowing that the other boy would retaliate. He was right, and soon the two boys were sparing.
The two traded blows for a good while, the only sound was from their movements. Eventually though, the two tired and they stopped in their sparring. They bowed to each other and then sprawled out onto couches that had been pushed to the sides of the room.
Again, it was silent for several minutes. Finally, though, Krad spoke up. "You didn't put Harry's name into the Goblet, did you, Dark?"
Dark sighed. "No, of course not. You know me well enough to know that I didn't even want to participate in the stupid Tournament."
Krad nodded. "You do know that you're going to get a lot of grief don't you? Everyone is going to hate you this year."
Dark snorted. "How different is it from any other time in the past? They are all fickle. One day I am their savior, and then the next I am a traitor."
Krad nodded. "You're going to do more thieving aren't you?"
Dark smirked. "But of course! And as annoying as you are, I look forward to you trying to stop me. Not that you will succeed, Krad."
Krad glared lightly. "We will see, Dark, we will see. Where is your next heist?"
Dark grinned and stood up. With jumped onto his shoulder. Dark turned his head slightly to smirk at Krad. "Why would I make it easy for you, Krado-chan? You will have to look for my notes along with everyone else."
Dark transformed back into Harry, and walked away, leaving a scowling Krad behind.
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Harry scowled at Ron's back. The baka just didn't get it did he?! He had told the red head that he did not want to participate in the Tournament. Harry shook his head in exasperation and lay down on his bed. He had planned for another heist tonight, but he had to wait for his dorm mates to fall asleep.
He softly petted With's head as he waited. He mused thoughtfully over tonight's plan. This heist was going to be more difficult. While the statue was placed in a pavilion, it was outside. This was going to make it harder for him to steal it. Then, there was the problem of what to do with it. There was the possibility of sealing the statue, depending upon exactly why it moved about. He smirked lightly. He was excited for the challenge.
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Tonight, he was dressed in black pants and boots. His shirt was tight and coloured the same shade as his hair. A black jacket finished off the look, also serving to keep him warm in the cool air.
When he was close to the village, he landed softly. His wings turned into a swirling mass of black before coming together before him in an exact clone of himself. "Your job is simple, With. Keep them distracted."
His clone gave a happy smile and then ran off towards the village. Dark smirked to himself and then ran off in a different direction. While With distracted all the police, leading them on a wild goose chase, he would sneak around the back towards the statue.
He soon made it to the statue, but he groaned when he saw who was waiting for him. Krad. Of course he would be there. He sprung into the air and then flipped, landing perfectly balanced on the statue. He smirked down at Krad. "Somehow I thought you would be here. You're still not going to beat me, Krado-chan."
The golden eyed male scowled. "We will see, Dark." White wings unfurled from his back.
Dark's eyes widened. He shifted slightly, but held his ground. Since when did Krad have wings?! As if hearing his thoughts, Krad smirked. "Where are your wings, Dark?"
Dark snorted. "It doesn't matter, Krad. You still won't beat me."
Krad growled and made to leap forward, but, suddenly, the statue took a step forward. Startled by the sudden movement, Krad flew backwards and Dark stumbled slightly, unbalanced.
Pulling out a feather, Dark mumbled a few words and then stuck the end of the feather into the stone. The statue stopped, as he intended, but what he did not intend was for the stone to crumble. Quickly, he launched himself of the statue, flipping into a crouch to break his fall.
Krad snorted. "Well done, Dark. Breaking what you intend to steal, very well done."
But Dark wasn't listening to him. The crumbled stone had revealed a metal object that had been hidden deep in the statue. Darting forward, Dark picked up the object, a jeweled and twisting disk. He stuffed it into a bag and then whistled sharply.
He grinned at Krad and darted into the darkness on silent feet. He heard Krad's curse behind him and then the almost silent sound of following footsteps. Dark sped up urgently; hoping that With would show up soon.
He needn't had worried. In a few short seconds, Dark felt the familiar weight of wings settle on his back. With a triumphant grin, he sprung into the sky and soared quickly in the direction of Hogwarts.
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Ok… Finally updating again! College really is a killer. I really need to update more often. Next chapter is the First Task and should be a lot longer. I need to slow down the chapters a little methinks.
But anyways… please review and tell me what you think!
