A girls who faded Dark Mark, got replaced with a Dahlia.
Diana Rey Krum has always been the shadow of her older brother, Viktor Krum.
That is until the World Cup, where she saves a certain someone from her 𝐾𝑖𝑛𝑑.
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I was on my way to the Library when Harry stopped me. "Diana!" I groaned and rolled my eyes. I stopped and turned around. "Harry." I nodded and acknowledged his presence. "I'm sorry to bother you, I see you're going somewhere." I pursed my lips. "I- anyways, I just have a question for you- do you have a answer?" He asked. "Well you just asked me a question, but sure. Go ahead." Harry just stood there in a daze- but quickly shook himself out of it. "Right-" He rubbed his palms together.
I shifted my weight into my other leg, and tapped my finger on my book. "So uhm, I was wondering if you know who you're parents are? Or- like, do you have any cousins, or aunts and uncles?" He asked suddenly. I furrowed my eyebrows. I always thought that question myself. Do i have any distant relatives I have no idea about? How did I become a werewolf? Is anybody else in my family one? My father always got mad at me when I would ask about my "furry little problem" - is what my father called it. I don't know where he got the nickname from, he told me he got it from a old friend. My thoughts were interrupted by Harry clearing his throat.
"Sorry, uhm.. I don't know if I do have any Distant Relatives.." I furrowed my eyebrows and looked down, thinking about why none of my family has told me and Viktor- maybe just me?
"Oh, okay. Well..." he looked disappointed. "Are you going to study in the Library before they choose the champions?" He asked nicely. "I was going to go look for a book actually." I looked down at the book- The book of Mystical Creatures - "Do you mind if I come with you?" He smiles. My lips turn into a flat line and my eyes slightly bulge out of my head. I quickly compose myself and nod. "I guess, it won't hurt for company. I guess." I shrug. "Sweet." He wakes next to me.
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AS we arrive to the Library, I walk over to the "Care for Magical Creatures" shelves.
"So, what are we looking for over here?" He asked innocently, rocking back and forth on his heels. "Uhm, I want to become a Professor at Durmstrang for Magical Creatures." I lie quickly. "Oh, okay." He nods. "That seems cool, what kind of creatures do you have a Durmstrang?" I froze. "Well- we don't really have any. I was hoping I could convince my headmaster to let us get some though.." I shrug. "Oh." He answers. I reach up for a book above me, although I can't reach it. Suddenly Harry grabs it for me, only because he's a few inches taller than me. Believe it or not. I flinch as he holds it out for my left hand. He only furrows his eyebrows. "Thanks." I quickly grab it with my right hand.
"Why'd you flinch?" He asked boldly.
"What?" I furrow my eyebrows, acting dumb.
"I asked why did you-"
"ALL STUDENTS REPORT TO THE GREAT HALL TO CHOOSE THE CHAMPIONS." Dumbledores voice rang out.
For once, I was glad that old hag saved me from Scar Boy. "That sounds important let's go." I sped out the words, and raved towards the doors. We speed walked to the Great Hall, excited to hear the Champions.
Dumbledore approached the stand and began talking, and suddenly all noise has stopped. He began taking about and reminding us the Tri-Wizard Cup.
"HELLO STUDENTS OF DURMSTRANG, BEAUXBATONS AND HOGWARTS. I AM EXCITED TO ANNOUNCE THE WINNERS OF OUT CHAMPIONS, BUT FIRST- I MUST INTRODUCE YOU TO THE TRI-WIZARD CUP." After he was done ranting about the Cup, which I completely ignored, The Cup lit up into a Pinkish - Red. Suddenly, a blue piece of paper landed into Dumbledores hand.
"The Champion for Beauxbatons is, Fleur Delacour." A bunch of cheering and loud noises came from the Ravenclaw table where all of the Ladies of Beauxbatons sat. I actually clapped too, and so did everybody else around me. The cup beamed Red again, and this time a Burnt piece of paper - flew out. It must be Durmstrang.
" The champion for Durmstrang is.." Dumbledore said smiling - but it suddenly slipped off like liquid. "Diana Krum." A bunch of whispers sounded out around the room.
"She's not even of age yet."
"Cheater."
"She probably cursed the cup."
"DIANA KRUM." Dumbledore roared, I slowly but somewhat confidently walked up to Dumbledore and achieved my name- and walked off to the side where Fleur stood. The cup gleamed red once more, and another named popped out.
- THIRD POV -
"The Champion for Hogwarts is - Cedric Diggory!" Most of the cheering came from the Yellow table - Hufflepuff Table.
"NOW that our THREE champions have been chosen-" Dumbledore was interrupted by the Cup glowing again, and another name has once again appeared. Dumbledore bent over and picked the paper up from the floor- and read out a name, nobody expected to hear.
" Harry Potter "
Again, whispers - angry whispers.. sounded through the room.
"HARRY POTTER" Dumbledore boomed. Harry tripped his way up to the front, and accepted his paper, and then walked off to the Champion Room where Fleur, Cedric, and Diana sat.
-DIANA POV-
Fleur, Cedric and I sat in the Champion room. How did I become a Champion? I'm not even old enough, why me? Viktor is gonna kill me, same with Mum and Dad. Suddenly, the big doors swing open, and I hear a bunch of commotion in the Great Hall. Then, just as I thought this couldn't get any weirder, or dangerous- Harry Potter walked in the room. Harry Potter.
"Harry-" I began talking until a bunch of Professors barged in.
"What? N-No!" Harry fell back on a small table, a bunch of clatter fell off of it. Harry averted his gaze towards me. I rose my eyebrows and my eyes almost bulged out of my head. "NO! DO NOT LOOK AT ME." I pointed at Him. Dumbledore and all the Professors looked at me. "Diana Krum." Karkaroff snarled at me. "Professor." I nodded and immediately put my hand down. He began walking and signaled me to follow him into a corner.
"I am disappointed in you, Viktor should be our Champion." He snarled. "I'm sorry, I don't even know how I even became a Champion." SLAP. I stood there shocked, My Professor just slapped me. "Speak when given permission too." He glared his nostrils so much I could see nasty nose hairs. "Sorry." I muttered. SLAP. "What did I just tell you?!" He whisper-yelled. I held myself from talking.
"Igor." Dumbledore spoke. We both looked over to where Dumbledore and the others stood arguing. "Albus." Karkaroff spoke monotone. "It seems we cannot change the Champions. From this point forward, Fleur, Cedric, Harry and Diana are Tri-Wizard Champions."
