Chapter 5
A few hours had passed with Harry and Penny still hanging around the castle generally avoiding everyone for as long as their responsibilities would allow. Penny was obviously a little emotionally distressed by her breakup, but the time to face the music had arrived. It was unfortunate that the Head students had promised their head of house to escort the Ravenclaws down to the meeting point for the foreign delegations, because the return to Ravenclaw tower and the assembling of the students had been a headache Harry could've done without.
Even with all the hassle, and regardless of having the furthest to go, Ravenclaw was the first house to assemble in their entirety. This of course made them get a smile from Dumbledore, and even an approving thumbs up from their head of house, but on the cold fall day the head students drew more glares from their housemates than anything else.
Harry saw his brother was among the last to arrive from Gryffindor, and the two made eye contact, causing Justin to give him a sheepish grin as he stood with Susan. The young couple just looked happy to be together and holding hands, so the older brother decided to excuse his little brother's frivolities.
Dismissing the young man from his thoughts Harry began looking towards the sky and surveying the horizon in search of the new arrivals. The young man breathed deeply as he stretched and expanded his senses hoping to be the first to detect the foreign delegations.
Penelope bumped him on the side a bit, "Think we will meet anyone special out of these groups?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders, "Never underestimate your enemies."
The girl scoffed, "They aren't our enemies yet, Harry they-"
Before she could finish he said, "They are here."
Everyone was still looking, and she said, "Where, I don't see anything?"
Harry pointed his finger towards the sky where a speck was in the distance, "Abraxan horses, two of them pulling a massive carriage."
She stared at the speck as it got larger, and after nearly two minutes passed she nodded, "Merlin!"
He grinned at the girl, and his housemates who were standing nearby heard him and began shouting in excitement pointing out the carriage. Dumbledore announced loudly, "It seems our friends from Beauxbatons have arrived."
The giant horses approached faster than Harry thought was possible, and they landed smoothly just a little way from the students. The first woman to step from the carriage was easily nine feet tall, and thin enough that a good gust of wind would pull her away if she didn't look so steady. She approached Dumbledore in just a few long strides, and was shaking hands speaking rapidly about arrangements while her students filed out. They were mostly female, and they were all wearing short blue skirts, and blue hats. Harry stretched his senses hoping to detect a powerful magical presence, but most were mediocre except for one powerful veela in the familiar form of Fleur Delacour.
They looked freezing wearing the short dresses, and Harry nudged Penelope to follow him towards the Beauxbatonsstudents, "Mademoiselle Delacour, it is good to see you again in good health."
The Veela turned to his voice in an instant, her face lighting up, "Monsieur Potter, a pleasure to see you again in much more pleasant circumstances."
Harry bit back the grimace that threatened to over take him as he recalled their last encounter.
Harry and his mother calmly stood there for a moment and gave witness to what they had done. Seven attackers total, four dead, and three that were very possibly knocking on the door, Lily turned to hug her son, and Harry just gently put an arm around her, "They deserved it, mom. They stood up to us, and we had to crush them. They were here to hurt us, and mostly you, I am sure. I have noticed who their targets have been tonight. I saw them throwing the Muggles into the air."
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FanfictionHarry Potter is 17 years old when the Triwizard Tournament comes to Britain. His brother, Justin Potter, may be the Boy-Who-Lived, but after his last four years of schooling the Potter Heir was already acclimating a legendary reputation. After savin...