Knock Knock'
"Come in Harry!"
Harry rolled his eyes when he heard that obnoxiously cheerful voice and entered the office.
"How are you Harry, and how are your projects coming along? Is there anything we should know about?" Was the greeting Harry received when he entered the office and sat on the offered chair.
"Headmaster, last I checked, I was still attending the classes and hadn't beaten any blonde haired brat with Daddy complex or any red-haired brat with hero complex either. So, may I know why I was summoned now?" Harry looked straight at the headmaster who sighed.
"It was so much better before." Dumbledore muttered as he looked at the innovator.
"You mean back when I did what you wanted and was the shy little boy always responding 'yes sir'?" Harry's eyes narrowed at the headmaster who looked down in shame. "Let's not go down that road headmaster. Tell me, how can I help you now?"
Dumbledore rubbed his eyes, he was getting too old for these things. Why can't he just die already? "Harry, today is the beginning of the Triwizard tournament and I wanted to know if your decision regarding participating in the tournament has changed or not?" The aged headmaster asked cautiously yet his voice was laced with undefeatable hope.
"No, it didn't. I am sorry headmaster but my workload has not lessened, not even a bit. Therefore, I am not participating." Harry told the headmaster, before looking at Fawkes who immediately came and sat on his shoulder.
"How are you Fawkes?" Harry asked the ancient intelligent bird who trilled in response.
"He likes you." Dumbledore began as he looked at how his bonded familiar was comfortably sitting on Harry's shoulder.
"I like him too, he's a good friend." Harry nodded before standing up as Fawkes flew up and took his place back on his perch "If that is all headmaster…"
Dumbledore looked at the boy in front of him "I really wanted you to join this tournament Harry, not only because you would have been the best candidate but also because it would have taken your attention from other things that have kept you busy lately."
"Thank you for your love and care, headmaster, but your care is what led me into this situation. So if you would, please don't care about me anymore, I'd really appreciate it." With that, Harry moved towards the door before stopping.
"Also headmaster, could you do something for me?"
"Anything my boy, if it's within my power then it shall be done." Dumbledore smiled benevolently at the teenager standing in front of him.
"Then stop signing the requests of any foreign student who wants me to show her around due to her own spoiled need for attention." He said and with that the innovator moved out of the headmaster's office.
Dumbledore looked sadly at the boy's retreating figure before sighing, if only he could rewind time and stop his past self from involving such a young boy in the affairs of grown-ups.
'Well, there was also the benefit of Tom's work being un-done at an exponential rate, I am sure that by year's end Harry would have found out about all of the Horcruxes on his own'
When Dumbledore had asked Harry for help regarding Voldemort and his source of immortality, he had never thought that the boy would leave all of his other works and completely focus on such a long and tedious process for the good.
After all the boy had shown to be quite selfish with his time and focused solely on his profitable works, therefore giving undivided attention to a work that was without any recognition or profit was not something Dumbledore suspected that Harry would do, but it seems he was wrong, Harry has given his full attention to finding and destroying the horcruxes so that Tom Riddle could be killed one day.
'Still, it would've been good if he enjoyed a few of his teenage tendencies' Dumbledore mused as he leaned back in his chair and looked at the growing pile of letters that he had yet to respond to.
The headmaster picked the first one and hummed ' So, Lord Greengrass wants some help with his…wait wasn't there a rumour regarding Lord Greengrass's daughter and Harry? '
Blue eyes started twinkling full-flash as a new plan started forming in the already messed up brain of the aged warlock.
"Five points to Ravenclaw, excellent answer Harry!" Flitwick squeaked before jumping down the pile of books he was previously standing on.
"Now, for practising these two spells, I would like to pair the class up, no-wait. Headmaster Dumbledore has decided to show that we at Hogwarts follow 'Unity in Diversity' or Inter-house unity, therefore I'll announce the pairs for you." Flitwick said as he pulled out a parchment and started announcing the names.
"Anthony Goldstein and Pansy Parkinson."
"Su Li and Vincent Crabbe."
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Harry was dreading this, why was his name not coming any sooner? He looked towards the charms master ' Come on you dimwit, announce my name already and don't do what I think you're going- '
"Harry Potter and Daphne Greengrass."
' -to do…DAMNT! ' Harry cursed mentally as he looked towards Daphne who was not even looking in his direction right now ' Sure, go and become the ice queen… ' He looked at Blaise who was sitting beside him and giving him a subtle, according to him, thumbs up while grinning like a lunatic.
Harry stood up from his seat and went towards Daphne's "Davis."
Tracey looked up and shrugged "You'll have to wait y'know. I still haven't gotten my partner yet. Wait, that didn't sound right y'know."
"-and Trace Davis."
Tracey blinked when she heard her name, then she looked towards Harry who was looking at her with a raised eyebrow as if saying ' Are you moving out or not? '
Tracey nodded and slowly got up, looking for any empty seats because she didn't know which one she had to go for, as she was kind of busy being a bitch for a really good reason.
"Mandy Brocklehurst." Harry said as he slid in the seat beside Daphne.
"Huh?"
"That's where you've to go." The innovator told her when she blinked owlishly at him.
"I-I know, I am no dumb y'know. Also, don't you dare hurt Daphne, I'll find you and kill you in your sleep with itching powder. You won't even know what ha-errr…..I'll leave!" Tracey squeaked the last part and left in a hurry.
Harry frowned at that oddball behaviour and looked to his side and witnessed Daphne immediately looking away and started observing the weather out of the adjacent window.
Harry sighed, this was going to be a long day. He just hoped that whatever the reason was, Dumbledore wouldn't curse him with this fate in all other classes they shared with the Slytherins.
"-And that's how you do it. Now everyone, take a vase from the nearby cupboard and start practising. Chop Chop!" Flitwick said before jumping down from his small tower of books and waddling with his long legs.
Harry raised his hand to call the dwarf professor, "Professor?"
"Yes Mr. Potter?"
"I already know both the spells. Can I take my leave after I show them to you?"
Flitwick came running towards the green eyed mage, his eyes shining with excitement "You do? Show me Harry!"
Harry summoned a vase from the cupboard and kept it on the table. He knew everyone in the class was looking at him right now, but it was expected.
" Confractus ." Cracks appeared on the vase before it broke into five pieces.
Harry smirked as he pointed his wand again and muttered "Reparo ." And everyone witnessed the vase jumping back and becoming a perfect one again, there wasn't even a single crack on it that could've told anyone that this vase was broken into five pieces a few moments ago.
"Excellent! Excellent! Ten Points to Ravenclaw! As perfect as ever Harry!" Flitwick smiled proudly at his star student, he was so happy that Harry Potter was in his house.
"So, can I leave Professor?" Harry asked him again who looked towards Daphne instead, which worried Harry.
"Miss Greengrass, can you perform both the spells too?"
Daphne looked up from the vase, then she looked towards Harry and a small glint came in her blue eyes. Harry immediately understood it and narrowed his eyes.
"No professor, this is my first time." The ice queen said with perfect innocence on her cute face.
"Well, that settles it then, Harry, you'll have to help your partner here so that she could learn the spells and do them as flawlessly as you." Flitwick bobbed his head before moving towards the second desk.
"Greengrass.." Harry growled as he looked at the girl who blinked as innocently as possible showing her large baby blue eyes, she then proceeded to point her wand at the vase and muttered "Confractus ."
Both of them watched as the vase broke and Greengrass gave him an impish grin at that.
"Can you believe it Harry, I still can't!" Blase whined as the duo sat for lunch in the great hall. He had been paired with Gregory Goyle...and he didn't like it one bit, which was the reason for his continuous whining ever since they had finished their charms class.
"Why are there so many people here?" Harry asked his friend who was crying but suspiciously enough, no tears were coming out of his eyes.
"Can't you see the large goblet with that roaring blue flames and an age line around it? I think that might be a possible reason." Blaise's sarcasm was too thick to not be noticed by Harry who's eyebrow twitched.
"I mean, exactly what's so exciting about a goblet that everyone's waiting for while they stare at all the participants? The selection is during dinner time anyways." Harry muttered as he grabbed a few things for his meal.
"No idea Harry, I am not gawking at…." And Blaise trailed off as he looked towards the door now along with the entirety of the great hall, why?
Fleur Delacour entered the hall and looked around at all the faces that were now looking at her, boys with glazed eyes and a wide smile while the girls were either confused or angry because, well, their boyfriends couldn't control themselves.
The Veela ignored everyone and instead decided to entertain herself with a small lunch, but before that, there was something else that needed to be done, she clenched the parchment that had her name on it and started moving towards the goblet.
Placing her name in it, Fleur smiled as the goblet accepted the parchment, after this she started moving towards the Ravenclaw table to have some dinner when her eyes fell on a familiar face among the sea full of glazed eyes.
"'Arry Potter?"
Harry nodded his head "Miss Delacour, it's nice to meet you again." He said and forwarded his hand for a formal greeting.
"Ah, I theenk eet'z been quite zome time, so long that I don't remember 'ow you look like, is the seat next to you empty?" Fleur asked but from her self asserted tone she didn't really consider it a question. Harry simply shrugged his shoulders as Fleur sat beside him.
"I think you've also forgotten that I can easily converse in French." Harry said with an almost perfect French accent and smirked when he saw Fleur's face light up like the Christmas tree.
"Oui, I guess we need to re-acquaint ourselves again, no?" Fleur smiled and started preparing her plate.
Before either of them could've said another word there was a small cough behind them.
Harry turned to see who it was and froze, his left eyebrow started twitching because he had a feeling that this was not going to end well for him.
"Greengrass."
"This is our OWL year Potter and I need an O+ in charms theory and practical, also I'll need extra credit in it to get my charms mastery." Daphne said and prepared herself to break the news.
"Good, aim higher. Thanks for all that extra info even though I am sure I didn't ask for it." Harry answered and was about to turn back when she stopped him again.
"Professor Flitwick is really busy these days and seeing as you're the best student in charms, he has assigned you to help me with my project for extra credit." There she said it.
Harry blinked a bit before laughing out loud "Nice one Greengrass, I didn't know you had a funny bone in you."
The boy looked at her as if he was waiting for her to laugh and then say 'GOT YOU!' And maybe he was, but sadly it didn't happen.
"You're not joking. You're serious aren't you?" He asked her, shock evident on his face.
"As serious as I could be, yes. So, do tell me the times when you can spend an hour with me, in the library of course or if you want some other place? I have some ideas I'd like to discuss with you." Daphne said and nodded her head as if it was the most obvious thing.
"And exactly why do you think I will help you in the first place?" Harry asked her with a quirked eyebrow.
"Why Potter, don't you have a good heart for those who are in need?" Daphne smirked but then her smirk fell when she saw that Harry wasn't even amused by her small joke ' And then they say I don't have a funny bone in me '
"Professor Flitwick has agreed to give you equal amounts of extra credits as well as permission to leave the class whenever you want, if you already know and can perform the spell that he taught on that particular day."
Daphne told him and did an internal victory jig when she saw Harry's expression change from irritated to interested. This was good, this meant that he was considering taking her offer.
"You managed to get him to agree to that?"
"Of course I did, there was just one condition, that you'll actively help me with my project. Just that." Daphne nodded her head and looked expectedly towards the boy who was contemplating the offer.
"Deal, meet me today in the library, no other place, one hour after the classes end." Harry could easily see Daphne's face light up like a christmas tree behind her ice-queen persona.
To be honest, he still didn't know why she was doing this and what her plans regarding him were but the fact was, he had agreed.
And why not? Harry knew the classwork that was given to the seventh years and he was sure that he knew almost all the charms spells. Therefore, this means that he'll have a boat-load of free time out of which only one hour is to be given to the annoying girl.
Even then he'll only have to help her, it never means that he couldn't just get her to be more busy with her 'project' and finish up a few of his own, so technically it was a win-win type of situation for him. Well, that's what Harry thought anyway.
They returned to their lunch as Daphne left them with Tracey in tow. The brown haired girl knew that Daphne had done this especially for Harry, she didn't know how her friend had pulled it off and convinced Flitwick but she knew her friend had done well.
"ahem ahem"
Harry sighed and his fingers twitched to curse the next person who'd poke them like this. Still he turned along with his entourage to see a….miserable sight.
"Yes Alan? Now what do you want?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow at the boy-who-lived and his redhead friend who was standing close to him. Unfortunately, neither of them heard Harry. Why?
"He-Hello Fleur, how're you?" Alan stammered with glazed eyes while his best mate was looking at the french Veela with stars in his eyes, quite literally.
"Meester Potter." Fleur greeted and looked towards the things that mattered more, like her lunch with one of her few male friends… one that she hoped would evolve into more than just a friend. But Fleur knew that she wouldn't be too disheartened if the boy chose his career over her.
"How are you? Ca-can you sit with us for lunch?" Alan asked the gorgeous woman that had stolen the hearts of half of the great hall with just her looks. The other half was obviously made up of angry girls who were glaring at their boyfriends and then the french beauty.
"I am sorry, Meester Potter, but I 'ave already started my meal for the noon with someone. And eet eez bad manners to leave your meal and your friend unattended, therefore I weel 'ave to decline your generous offer."
Even a dunderhead could notice the sarcasm that the french witch had laced her last words with. It was a good thing that neither Ron nor Alan were in control of their emotions. Therefore the two dunderheads nodded and left the group.
Harry knew that soon enough they'll come to realise what had happened and then they'll start cursing him again. It didn't matter to him though, because both his younger brother and his friend had learned the lesson to never mess with him in Harry's second year.
The rest of the lunch went off without a hitch, which Harry was really thankful for. Considering the fact that Harry was wary of the two girls that were supposedly after him, he was trying his level best to actively avoid both of them.
"Thank you Harry, for the wonderful lunch, I'm glad to have such a great friend. You remember Gabby? My younger sister? She was asking about you." Fleur said as they were about to part ways again.
"Ah yes, the cute little girl running havoc in the ball and then hiding behind Mrs Delacour, right? Say hello to her from my side." Harry then waved Fleur off. He then immediately turned towards a still dazed Blaise and bonked him on the back of his head.
"Snap out of it Blaise, you were embarrassing both of us while we were with Fleur, I don't know how many times I've had to apologise to her on your behalf." Harry grumbled as the duo went towards the Transfiguration classroom for their double class with the puffs.
"I can't really help it Harry, she's just so wonderfully beautiful. I don't know how you are able to control yourself when she's literally sitting beside you and talking with you." Blaise muttered as he thought about it before stopping suddenly.
"I can because I have a sense of morality and strong willpower, her aura doesn't even faze me unlike you who starts drooling the moment she enters your field of- wait, why did you stop?" Harry had already moved a few steps ahead and turned to see Blaise looking at him with saucer wide eyes.
"All of that or.." Blaise said and took a step back because he knew what was coming. "Or maybe you're gay?"
"..."
"I mean it's cool man, I don't judge and well, yeah it's alright I am completely fine with it." Blaise was still taking a step back slowly because he knew Harry's I-am-annoyed-and-it's-because-of-you face. Yep, and he didn't want to go to madam Pomfrey today.
"..."
"You'll be my friend and i'll always support you. Now, I know I am handsome and all but please, I don't swing that way. I can help you with any other one you like though…how about-?"
"Defodio!" Harry's eyes had turned white as he started moving towards Blaise with his wand in his hand and an almost visible aura of raw magic around him.
"-ACK! Harry, wait. I can agree to it but I really don't swing that way mate, this is not how you convince me to do… that. " Blaise said and saw Harry's clench his teeth as he started running towards the Italian heir.
"Diffindo! Stand still you bloody monkey! I will kill you!" Harry growled as he saw Blaise dodge that curse too and then watched as the curse struck the stone castle.
They were just lucky that they were still in a relatively less crowded corridor therefore there was no collateral damage, but…
"Flipendo!"
Harry moved out of his personal suite right as it was time to meet Daphne in the library for her extra credit project, it would be too boring for him therefore he had decided to take a book of his own in his satchel to read while Daphne finished up with the basic plotline.
"Harry?"
Said boy stooped right when his name was called. He turned around to look for the source and groaned when he saw her, coming straight towards him with a large cheshire cat grin on her face.
"Hello Harry! Where are we going today?"
"Beaufort. To what do I owe this pleasure?" Harry asked the girl who raised her eyebrow at the level of sarcasm he was throwing at her.
"Either you are really bad at hiding your disdain or you are just too arrogant to try hiding it at all. Either way, it was quite rude to ask me a question in such a way." Angelique said and walked up to the boy who was now looking at her with a raised eyebrow.
"And either way, you still haven't answered me, yet."
"Technically speaking, I had asked you a question before you asked me, therefore shouldn't you be the one answering me first?" The french beauty smirked as she stood near Harry.
"Library, now what about you?"
"Same."
"..."
"What?"
"Nothing…" Harry said and blinked again "Just that, you are going to the Library, I was waiting for the world to break apart." Harry answered and shrugged before pushing his hands in his pant pockets and moving towards the said bookhouse.
"Ha-ha, very funny Harry, I might not be the youngest Innovator but that doesn't mean I am not the winner of the under 15 duelling ring and I am in the top five of my class, so it would be nice of you to not underestimate me." And with that she joined Harry on his way to the Library.
Daphne was sitting on a corner table looking at all the things she had prepared for her time with her Harry. Yes, her Harry. There was no way she'd lose him to one of those…those ugly bitches who had just arrived and were already after him like hungry wolves.
' Books check. Ink-pot check. Quills check. Parchment Check. Alright so, everything is ready…now where are you…Harry?… '
Daphne had smiled when she saw Harry enter the Library, but her smile immediately dropped when she saw exactly who was with him and what she was doing. Her confused state slowly gave way to anger and then to annoyance.
Harry on the other hand looked around for Daphne and easily spotted her sitting near the right corner of the library with a few books around her along with the necessary items.
The boy immediately turned towards the still blabbering Beaufort who had been going on and on about how Beauxbatons Castle was much more like a palace and how it was more suitable for magic unlike the dreary Hogwarts castle that was cold and uninhabitable.
Harry could have simply told her to shut up and mind her own business but that would have made her angry which in turn would have made this walk even more troubling than it already was, this is why Harry simply ignored the girl.
Also it wasn't like he loved Hogwarts so much that he had to defend the old castle's honor. He had better things to do than that and therefore simply avoided the topic as a whole and focused on much more important matters like 'How to deal with Greengrass and her new plan' for example.
"This is as far as we could go, I came here for a specific reason which I'd like to attend to." Harry said and turned to Daphne who was, for some reason, glaring at something behind him, he completely ignored his travel companion's confused goodbye and instead focused more on what he'll say when he reached Daphne.
"Greengrass." Harry said in a matter of greeting as he took the empty seat beside the ice queen of Slytherin.
Surprisingly enough, the girl didn't say anything, instead she chose to ignore him completely and flick her wand casting a small privacy ward around them so that neither Madam Pince nor other noises could interrupt them.
Harry looked at her and asked "So, are there any ideas that you'd like to work on or are you still in the beginning stages?"
Instead of saying anything, Daphne simply forwarded a piece of parchment towards her helper which surprised him even more because he was half expecting the girl to immediately break out of her ice princess persona when she finished with the privacy ward.
Harry shrugged his shoulders at that and took the parchment, maybe she wasn't going to do it just yet? Well, it was good enough for him right? Right.
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Project Ideas~~
Portable Portraits
Gas Lamps
Owl Pathways
Movable Trunks
Portable Screens
Self replenishing Quills
Smaller Soundbox
Device for continuous supply of breathable air
Flying chair
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Harry read the list and noted that a few ideas had been stricken from the list, which meant that they were either already done or she figured out that they couldn't be done yet. He could've told her that he could help her make any of these ideas into reality, but in the end it was her choice, not his.
"So, these are the project ideas that we're working with right? Which one do you want to work with? Tell me a bit about them so I could help you with which one would be more possible." Harry told her and frowned when she didn't move.
Instead she looked at him with a side-eye look and looked the other side with a small 'hmph'.
Harry's left eyebrow twitched as he looked at the girl who was adamantly looking away from him,"Greengrass?"
Another 'Hmph' came from the said girl who was still looking to the other side.
"What now? You don't want to work on your project or something?" The boy asked her and saw her turn a bit as she gave a slow nod.
"I do, why else would I call you?" She muttered slowly before turning her head again.
Harry frowned at that, "Then why are you being s dramatic?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
While Daphne's eyes narrowed as she turned and immediately punched the boy's upper shoulder before wincing ' Where is that fat layer that's supposed to be present? It felt like I punched a brick wall or something'
Still she continued verbally "Why did you come with her? Don't you know that she's after you?" Daphne asked and crossed her arms under her developing breasts as she puffed her cheeks and frowned.
' This look always worked against dad, he stll falls for it even though he's seen it a million times on mom's, mine and Tori's face ' Daphne thought and continued looking straight ahead.
"With who?" Harry was actually getting confused now? What did this girl want from him? At first she was angry, now she is asking weird questions.
"With…with that girl, who else." Daphne muttered and nodded towards where Angelique was sitting and reading a book while making doe-eyes towards Harry crumbling Daphne's resolve to not curse her.
"Beaufort? She lives near my room and was coincidentally coming towards Library, that's why she accompanied me." Harry shrugged.
"She lives near your room?" Daphne asked, completely shocked because this was news to her. She didn't know there was someone else living on the fifth floor's VIP corridor ' Well…technically, she's a celebrity too… but wait, that means Ashley might be living near Harry too…Damn… '
"Yeah and she was coming out of her room when I came out of mine, from there she accompanied me." Harry told her before frowning as he realised that he was actually explaining himself but he had no idea why.
"So this was an accidental meeting?" Daphne asked him even though she knew quite well that it might be not so accidental as Angelique Beaufort might've known that Harry would be meeting 'her' in the library today.
"Yes, what else would it be?" Harry asked the girl who rapidly shook her head, her long blonde hair swaying a bit due to the rapid movement.
"Nothing nothing, all's good Harry. How are you?" She asked with the biggest puppy dog eyes trying to look as innocent as possible but Harry was still suspicious of her.
"Why were you upset Greengrass?" The boy asked with narrowed eyes, making the girl beside him shrink a bit as she gave a nervous laugh and pushed a few hair strands behind her ear.
"Uh…err…nothing Harry, I was just worried that she might be after you and that she might be waiting for you and would try to force you into something you don't want to do." Daphne said nodding sagely before looking at the book in front of her and trying her level best to ignore Harry's penetrating gaze.
"Greengrass.."
"I told you Harry, that's what I was worried about, there's nothing else." She said before making a hurt expression as she kept her right hand on her breast where her heart was "Don't you trust me Harry? Why Harry?"
"Greengrass…"
"What have I done wrong? Why are you so cruel to me Harry? Why do you-"
"Greengrass listen…."
"-hate me so much Harry? I didn't even disturb you today. No wait, does this meeting count as disturbing? I guess it does. But you were the one who-" She even faked a small sniff as she looked down.
"Greengrass will you listen to me?!"
"called this meeting, I thought you wanted to help me Harry, but I guess it wasn't the same fore you, I guess I shouldn't have forced you-EEEP!" Daphne was shocked when Harry grabbed her elbows and turned her towards him.
"Try listening to what others say, it's a good habit, try to inculcate it. I was saying that you've been reading the preface for the past fifteen minutes, which means you haven't been reading anything. Now I am here and I'll help you, so shut up and work on better things than reading the preface."
And with that he turned to his own satchel from which he pulled his book and parchment completely ignoring the dumbfounded Daphne who had yet to blink.
Her mind had frozen the moment she registered the fact that Harry's face was mere centimetres apart. Her cheeks were red and her mind was still in the moment where Harry was looking straight into her eyes.
"Are you going to work or not?" Harry asked the girl who was still looking at him with a small shocked expression on her face.
"Eh? What..Oh yeah! Work!"
And with that Daphne immediately turned and started writing from the book, her mind was still locked on that moment but she couldn't let that one moment hold her from her work as well as many more moments like that, she was determined to make things happen and she won't rest till she had accomplished both of her goals.
Harry for his part simply gave a tired sigh before muttering a small prayer to Merlin so that the old mage, wherever he was, could give the young one enough strength and patience to deal with the hyperactive blonde girl beside him for one whole year.
"Harry! Harry! Here, I've saved a seat for you!"
Harry looked at his only friend who was also his former roommate waving excitedly as he patted a seat beside himself.
"So, what did I miss?" Harry asked the boy as he came in and took the seat beside the excited boy who was looking at the goblet of fire.
"Nothing much, the goblet is taking it's time. I think it's enjoying all the attention, maybe it's been feeling lonely for all these years when it wasn't ignited?" Blaise said with complete seriousness before laughing when he saw Harry's I-hate-you-but-still-tolerating-you face ' Today's 'Annoy Harry' quota...Check'
"So none of the champions have been announced?" Harry asked him, as he looked around at all the faces waiting with barely contained excitement and anticipation, there was a separate table with 'NEWS' written on it, several of the national and international journalists were sitting there.
"No, I had already summoned and told Dobby to call you before that could've happened. What were you doing anyways? You did know it was the night to announce champion names right?"
Harry shrugged as he cracked his knuckles "Waiting for it seemed weird, I decided to finish some work by the time it would spew out names. Hell if it wasn't for you and Dobby, I wouldn't have even be here right now."
"You just work too much, you do need to rest and chill every now and then." Blaise shook his head as he patted Harry's head like a guardian pats a small child.
"Yeah well, I like my work and I already don't get enough time as it is, also, I don't know why but I have a bad feeling about all of this."
"Bad feeling? What do you-"
That was when the goblet of fire flared up and Dumbledore nodded, taking a step further towards the Goblet.
"Looks like the goblet has finally decided and is going to tell us the names of said champions. The champions will have to proceed to the antechamber next to the great hall after being selected." Just as he had said it, the blue flames turned red and shot up a foot high before throwing a slip of paper.
Dumbledore deftly caught it and smiled "The Champion for Durmstrang is….ASHLEY PETROVIA!"
Hogwarts boomed with claps as everyone cheered for the famous duelist who stood up from her seat and thanked her peers before nodding towards Karakaroff who gave a toothy grin and congratulated Ashley as she moved towards the antechamber.
The cheers died down and the photographers sat while the reporters started writing furiously about the first champion that had been selected.
Soon enough, the flames turned red again and with another flare, threw another piece of parchment which was caught by Dumbledore who nodded his head as he read the name on it.
"The champion for Beauxbatons is…FLEUR DELACOUR!"
The cheers were a bit less this time but still, everyone was cheering for the beautiful french veela who stood up from her seat and floated towards the antechamber as her headmistress congratulated her.
Fleur smiled when she saw Harry give her a respectful nod while she completely ignored the girls who were crying at not being selected to represent Beauxbatons.
Slowly the cheers died down again and the entirety of Hogwarts sat with bated breath as everyone knew that it was time for their champion's name to be announced by the goblet.
The goblet didn't take long as it flared once more, bright red flames leapt up from the goblet as a piece of paper was spewed from it that was once again caught by Dumbledore, honestly it could've been any other professor but Dumbledore was standing closest to the Goblet.
"The Hogwarts champion is…CEDRIC DIGGORY!"
Again the Hogwarts great hall boomed with cheers for the said golden badger from Hufflepuff who blushed at all the attention he was receiving, he thanked his peers who were cheering the loudest before moving towards the antechamber to join his fellow champions.
It was a long cheer this time but slowly it died down as Dumbledore cleared his throat and placed his wand on his throat with an activated Sonorus .
"Yes-yes, I am sure we are all happy and excited for our champions and we want nothing more than to congratulate them as well as celebrate the night with them, but right now the judges need to talk to our champions and tell them-"
Dumbledore stopped as the flames in the goblet flared up again giving an angry red colour as a piece of parchment was thrown from the Goblet.
Yet again, it was Dumbledore who caught the half burned piece of parchment, he read the name on it and frowned before searching the crowd of students, his eyes landed on Harry and stopped there.
Harry's eyes widened as he saw Dumbledore look at him with a frown on his face, he saw the aged headmaster open his mouth to announce the name and only one word crossed his mind.
' SHIT! '