The Great Hall was silent as the bright blue light the Goblet of Fire emitted once Harry Potter's name was read out dimmed. No one dared speak as two figures now lay before the ancient artifact. Both of the males had dark hair and one of them was shirtless, showing a purple tattoo of a cross behind a skull with a large, crescent shaped mustache.

A groan from the one wearing a shirt startled a few people. The boy moved to sit up, rubbing his head before opening his eyes and looking around with a frown. What startled people more was the fact that his eyes were two different colors. One emerald green and the other teal. On his forehead was a scar shaped like a lightning bolt. This was Harry Potter? Why did he look different?

Harry(?) looked down at the other male and shook his shoulder somewhat roughly. Then he spoke.

"Ace, get up. I think I know what happened."

Where had he been all these years for his voice to sound so different? Obviously nowhere in Europe.

The other one now groaned as he too sat up with a stretch.

"Damn Ri. Why do I feel like I spared with Izou? The fuck happened?" the male asked, voice a bit deeper with the same accent.

"I think they finally found out how to get me back."

With that being said, the second male, Ace, jumped up and looked around with a frown on his freckled face, brown eyes narrowed.

"The hell? You mean to tell me that those assholes finally did it? Mom is gonna be pissed for sure."

"Yeah. Dad too, probably."

The clearing of a throat brought the elderly looking headmaster into the boys' attention.

"Harry, my boy. I'm sorry to have to interrupt, but who is your friend?"

To anyone else, the old man would look friendly, but the two seemed to both glare at him as Harry spoke.

"First off, don't call me your boy, old man. My mom told me all about you. Second, this is my soulmate, Ace."

Those words caused those around to stare with wide eyes as the freckled man put his arm around Harry's shoulders and smirked. This man's words, however, caused everyone to start talking to those around them.

"You know, not only did you just piss the two of us off with your little stunt, but you just angered a woman with a bounty of 900 million who happens to be our mom. And the head of House Potter."

~MotP~

Once my ten minutes were up, I stood in the exact center of the Moby with my eyes closed. I let my magic flow out as I pictured the shore that my property ran along. Taking a deep breath, I felt Death's own power help to transport us. In what felt like hours, but was only a few minutes, I noticed the change in temperature and sound. I also felt the change in the ambient magic that flowed. After thirteen long years, I was finally back. And there was hell to pay.

I opened my eyes slowly as my magic calmed down. The dimensional travel hadn't taken that much out of me thanks to Death, so I walked to the railing of the ship and transfigured a large dock that lead to the shore after pulling my wand from its holster. It had been years since I had used it, but the dark rowan wood sang happily as it and the dragon heartstring core connected with my magic like an old friend.

"Are we here, yoi?"

I turned to look at Marco, who was holding both girls in his arms while the rest of the crew and Oyaji gathered on the deck. Most of them were looking around at our new surroundings.

Nodding, I turned back around and climbed down to the docks. Thanks to my grandfather's love of sailing, we were already within the wards and no one could see us.

I heard Marco and the girls land beside me, him having used his Devil Fruit to do so easily, and looked over at him. "Remember, I'm from a noble family, so I do have servants who take care of the manor. They're not human, so don't be alarmed. House elves are magical creatures who have a symbiotic relationship with wizard in families. In exchange for using our magic to calm their more chaotic magic and keep them sane, they bind themselves to a family and work for them. There are ten on this property alone, and I'm not sure how many on the others that I own."

Marco frowned but nodded. It would take him a while to get used to everything.

"Have they been okay since you've been gone all this time, yoi?"

I nodded again and called for one of my family's house elves.

"Vio."

In an instant, the small creature appeared before me with wide eyes.

"Mistress! Mistress, you is back!" the elf exclaimed before hugging my legs. "Vio bes missing Mistress so much! And yous bring soulmate and younglings! Oh, Is be happy for you, Mistress!"

I smiled and pat his head. "I have missed you as well, Vio. Get all of the guest rooms ready for those who wish to stay at the manor. I'll need to see about how to get those who are taller than average in, but I'm sure I'll figure it out."

"Yes Mistress! Can Is do anything else for yous?"

"That is all. I will be at the manor momentarily. Inform the others."

With that said, Vio left with a soft pop. I could hear murmurs from the deck as I turned to face the rest of the crew with Marco. Before I spoke, I felt Death's chill wash over me.

"I can change everyone's height to match this world's standards, my child. They will still be quite tall, but there will be no further issues."

I relayed the information to the crew and smiled when most agreed right away once they were assured that their normal height would be restored once we travelled home. Oyaji was very happy to be able to see the place where I grew up. He didn't often get that chance with his children.

"Well, that settles it." I nodded over to Death and watched in awe as the primordial being's power washed over the crew. Seeing Oyaji stand at 7'2 was the strangest thing by far. Anyone under 7'5 seemed to stay the same, though. Which I had expected.

"Well lass, lead the way! Gurararara!" Oyaji shouted as everyone got off of the ship.

I smiled up at him and nodded, turning around and grabbing Sakura's hand while Marco held Camellia's.

"Let's go get settled so that we can get our boys back."

~MotP~

Getting everyone to the manor was easy.

I smiled softly as we reached the iron gate that blocked the manor from being seen. Pulling out my wand, I tapped the large fleur-de-lis in the center and chuckled at the gasps from the others as the large manor(read small castle) shimmered into view. The fact that the front door was only twenty feet away just made it better.

"Welcome to Potter Manor," I said, looking back at everyone.

The girls were awe struck, and so were some of the crew. I watched them all look around for a moment before clapping my hands.

"While you all explore, I need to change before Marco and I head out. If you get lost, please call out for Vio. He knows this place like the back of his hand since he's been here the longest." I turned to the girls and knelt down. "I want both of you to stay with Jiichan, okay? Mommy and daddy need to go get your brothers."

They both nodded and ran over to Oyaji, the man picking them both up with a laugh.

I walked up the pathway and grabbed the door handle, pausing for a moment. "Oh yeah, don't freak out when you see the pictures and paintings move and speak. Magic is a wonderful thing."

With that, I opened the front door and walked inside for the first time in thirteen years. I smiled to myself as I heard the others talking with each other and glanced at Marco as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"Elizabeth Euphemia Potter, where have you been? And who are these people with you? What have you gotten yourself into, girl?"

I laughed at the sound of my grandfather's portrait scolding me. The man meant well, but he was a stuffy old man half the time now.

"Grandfather, please. I will tell all of you what has gone on since I left this evening. For now, please inform the others to be nice to my guests. Especially father and James."

I could feel the stares as I looked at the portrait. Hopefully they would get used to it quickly. My family was a talkative bunch when they wanted to be.

Grandfather looked at everyone with a frown before a large smile spread across his face. "I see. You found your soulmate! Charlus owes me ten galleons! What's your name, my boy?"

I sighed and grumbled under my breath about mosey old men, moving to head up to my old room that still held my clothes. "I will introduce my soulmate and the others this evening, grandfather. Now, I must be going. Albus took Hadrian and his soulmate, and I plan to ruin the old fool just like mother taught me."

The laughter of Henry Potter filled Marco and I up the stairs as I led the man to my old room.

Not much had changed. The dark cherry wood was polished, the bedding was clean and neat, and there wasn't a speck of dust anywhere. The only thing amiss was the dark green, velvet, long sleeved dress laid out for me along with a pair of black heeled boots.

"Liz, yoi. Why are you changing?"

I looked at Marco as I changed out of my usual outfit and into the one laid out for me. "Because, love, in this world, I need to dress the part in order to do what I plan to do."

I smirked as Marco seemed to shudder at my words. I didn't get pissed off very often anymore, but it never ended well for the other person when I was.

"Do you…need me to change too, yoi?" he asked as I tired the built in corset tightly, the top half of the dress now fitted to my curves perfectly. Thankfully, the neckline was modest enough to not show too much cleavage. Marco probably would've refused to leave until he could have his way with me if it had. Especially if he was already looking at me with heat in his hooded eyes.

I hummed and slipped into the boots, deciding to let my hair stay down as it was. I then grabbed my wand and flicked it at Marco, changing his clothes to a purple button up, dark grey slacks, and black dress shoes. It was very similar to what he had worn on our wedding day, but with his shirt actually buttoned this time.

"There you go, love. Now, all I need you to do is follow my lead. Do not look the old coot in the eyes. If you do, he'll be able to read your mind." I gave Marco a serious look as I grabbed his arm.

"I won't, yoi. I trust you, Liz."

I nodded and, without another word, turned on my heel to apparate us to the gates of Hogwarts.

I steadied Marco as we landed and gave him a smile as he cursed. I had only ever apparated with Him once before, and he seemed to hate the feeling. It was entertaining.

"You'll get used to it, love. Now," I straightened my back and held my head high with a frown, "let's go get our boys."

~MotP~

Hogwarts hadn't changed a bit. It was still the same castle that I remembered. It still felt alive with magic.

I lead Marco through the entrance hall and towards the Great Hall where I knew everyone would be for lunch. As we neared the doors, I let my magic flare out and cause my hair to subtly blow around me. I wanted the old fool to know that I was here.

With a wave of my hand, the doors opened with a loud bang. This brought all of the attention to Marco and I as we entered. He would let me do the talking as he looked for our boys.

I confidently walked between the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables towards the Head Table, my eyes locking with Dumbledor's. I subtly smirked at the mix of fear and rage in his eyes as I came closer. Thanks to my family ring and my affinity for the mind arts, he couldn't get anything out of my head.

"Where is he?" I asked. To most, it sounded like a simple question. However, I was happy to see that my calmness disturbed the headmaster.

"Miss Potter, I am relieved to see you alive and well," he said, ignoring my question. "Who is the man you have brought with you?"

"Now, now, Albus. Introductions will be given once I know that my son and his soulmate are safe." I gave him a calm smile and noticed some of the other professors shiver in fear. Most notably, a dark haired man with a crooked nose that I would recognize anywhere. If Albus wouldn't tell me, Severus would.

"Harry and the other boy are fine. They are seated at the Gryffindor table," the old fool said with his usual grandfatherly smile.

I spared a glance to my right and hummed softly as I spotted Hadrian and Ace sitting at the end of the table with Marco standing behind them, arms crossed. Oh, my husband was pissed. I loved to see it. Especially when his eyes started to glow like his Phoenix flames.

I looked back at Albus and let my smile drop to a sneer.

"So, are you going to tell me why you decided that kidnapping my son would be a good idea? What reason do you have, Headmaster?" I let the last word fall off of my tongue like the most vile curse as I stared the man down.

"We did not know where you and young Harry were. I feared the worst when it was discovered that you both were missing, so I looked for a way to locate you both. Using the Triwizard Tournament, I was able to at least bring Harry here to safety."

I felt my blood boil with rage at every word, my magic wiping around me a bit more that it had previously.

"Safety?" I asked quietly, raising my eyebrow. "Do you really expect me, Lady Elizabeth, Euphemia Potter, to believe you? Do not make me laugh, old man." I scoffed and turned on my heel. "You are very lucky that my son is ahead of his peers. I know the rules of the Tournament. He will compete since I do not want him to lose his magic." I paused in my walking and glanced back at Albus. "But, as he is not a student here, I assume you have one of the guest quarters set for him?" I received a hesitant nod and let a smirk flit across my lips. "Wonderful. My husband and I will be back this evening. Since he is a minor, his guardians are allowed to stay with him for the duration of the Tournament. I do look forward to staying here again."

A/N: Well, Liz is pissed and it looks like they won't be leaving as soon as they had hoped. How will Hadrian do in the tournament? Will anyone else from the crew be joining them at Hogwarts? Guess we'll just have to see how the story unfolds. Leave a comment if you want, and I hope y'all are enjoying this so far. Love ya!

~Em