So, here we go again.
Dante was already used to his new surroundings of the castle. He had already memorized every one of the corridors. Now he was randomly walking through the corridors after dinner. Damn, I haven't eaten that well since… Hell, I can't even remember. As he kept walking, he was eventually approached by Dumbledore.
"Ah, Dante, I was just looking for you. I have a favor to ask of you. You see, there is this one particular student who seems to get himself into trouble quite often. I'll need you to look out for him at the Quidditch World Cup. As it is a major event, I'm worried that demons will appear."
"Ha, sure thing, but an extermination and protection gig will cost you extra."
"Of course, I understand. Here is a ticket to sit in the top box, which is where Harry and his friends will be sitting, and a picture of Harry and his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger," Dumbledore said as he handed Dante the two mentioned items. "Keep a watchful eye out for anything suspicious and look out for Harry, the dark haired one."
"No problem, pops," Dante said in his usual cocky tone of voice.
"Oh, there is also this," Dumbledore handed him a sealed envelope. "This is for Mr. Weasely's father. You'll be spending the night with them."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were returning from fetching the water when they were greeted by the twins. "You've been ages," George remarked.
"Met a few people," Ron responded as he set the water down on the ground. "You not got that fire started yet?"
"Well, something came up," George informed them.
"Is something wrong?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"I don't think so, this guy with white hair came up to us and demanded to talk to dad in private," Fred told the golden trio.
"What would an old man want with dad?" Ron wondered aloud.
"That's one of the odd things, he's got white hair, but he's not old, in his 20's or early 30's at most," George said.
"So, it's platinum blond? Like Malfoy's?" Harry asked.
"Not a trace of blond in it, pure white, like snow," Fred corrected him as he shook his head.
Dante was quickly discovering that Mr. Weasley was an amiable, yet annoying man to deal with. "Listen, I know you're short on beds, but I'm here on the job under orders from that guy Dumbledore."
"Why does Dumbledore even need you to be here with us?"
"He seems to be worried that demons will be attacking since this is a big event and all. He's worried about this Harry Potter kid. My girls back home need the money just to get food since business is bad right now, so here I am."
"I see, well, I suppose we might be able to work something out then, it's just unavoidable. Now, I'm sure my son and his friends are back by now. Why don't we step out and see them?"
Harry saw the man with white hair appear with Mr. Weasley from inside the tent. "Ah, you're back," Mr. Weasley said. "Children, I would like to introduce you to someone. This is Dante, he'll be spending the night with us at the request of Professor Dumbledore."
"You know Dumbledore?" Ron asked Dante. "How? And why does he want you here with us?"
"Well, first off, I'm your new teacher," Dante informed them, smirking as he saw their jaws drop. Second, the old man seems worried for your safety. Apparently this one here," he said as he pointed at Harry, "is a trouble magnet."
"I can take care of myself," Harry said indignantly.
"Oh, really? And how much experience do you have in slaying demons?"
Harry looked down, silently admitting he had no experience with demons whatsoever. "Well, what about you? What makes you think you're that great?"
"Well, aside from my lineage, this is my life, I live for the fight, which is exactly why my shop specializes in demon extermination back home," Dante said slightly smugly.
Everyone's jaws dropped. They had only recently discovered the cruel reality of the existence of demons. Were they really such a big problem in America? Hermione was the first to recover her voice "What do you mean by your 'lineage'?"
"You will come to learn the meaning soon enough." (Yes, this is the point where Dante starts confusing everyone and pissing them off.)
"You said you're our teacher, right?" George asked. "You're the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?"
"Yes and no, in that order."
The children exchanged confused looks. This was going to be one odd year.
So, all the stuff with Bagman from the book does happen, but I'm skipping it since Dante wouldn't get involved and I'm not retyping the book. I wanted to let you know cuz the next chapter starts when they arrive in the Top Box. Anyway, hey, leave a review!