Chapter 4: The Goblet of Fire and Meeting the New Schools

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We were all at breakfast discussing the Triwizard Tournament, and by all, I meant me, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, and George.
"Well, the heads of the participating are always on the panel," Hermione explained, "Because all three of them were injured during the tournament of 1792 when a Cockatrice that the champions were supposed to be catching went on a rampage." The boys looked at her in surprised, and I sighed and explained.
"It's in Hogwarts: a History."
"Of course, that book is not entirely reliable. A Revised History of Hogwarts would be a more accurate title. Or A Highly Biased and Selective History of Hogwarts Which Glosses Over the Nastier Aspects of the School."
I blinked. Hermione not singing the praise of that book? What is this world coming to? Ron an Harry seemed to have similar, if not the same, thoughts.
"What are you on about?" Asked Ron in confusion.
"House-elves! Not once in over a thousand pages does Hogwarts: A History ever mention that we are all colluding in the oppression of hundreds of slaves!"
I blinked.
"Look Hermione, I understand that you are upset about the treatment of house-elves, but this is the way it's been for years. I'm not saying that it means that it's right, but if you suddenly changed everything for the house-elves, even if it is for the better, they might all just faint and die out of shock!"
Hermione was overworking herself with
S.P.E.W. Every evening in the common room she would go around and try to get two sickles from people to try to get them to join her club.
"Listen, have you ever been down in the kitchens, Mione?" George asked.
Hermione looked indignant.
"No, of course not! I hardly think students are supposed to."
"Well we have loads of times to much food, and we've met them and they're happy they think they've got the best job in the world!"
Hermione frowned.
"That's because they're practically brainwashed and are completely uneducated!" She was interrupted by the owls coming to deliver the post.

After classes we all lined up in front of the castle, chatting about the new schools. We were interrupted by Professor Dumbledore.
"Ah! Unless I am very much mistaken, the delegation from Beauxbatons approaches!" We all eagerly searched the skies.
"There!" Someone shouted eagerly, pointing to the forest. The object, first thought to be a dragon, grew bigger as it neared, and I realized that it was a gigantic carriage that perfectly matched the color of my old uniforms. It was pulled by a dozen elephant sized winged horses. A few of the first rows stepped back, as the carriage landed. A boy jumped out and opened the door. Madame Maxime stepped out.
"Blimey, that's one large woman!" Ron commented in an awed voice. I turned to glare at him.
"That "one large woman" is Madame Maxime, my old headmistress." Ron promptly shut up.
I searched the many boys and girls who followed Madame Maxime, hoping to see Fleur. After 7 people, not that anyone was counting, I saw her step out. Her silvery blonde hair was easily noticeable.

After people murmured about the Beauxbatons students, we noticed a huge ripple in the lake. A huge ship emerged from the dark waters. It had a ghostly appearance, with strange lights coming out of its portholes. A splash was heard as the anchor was dropped, and the gangplank was lowered. We noticed that all of the students who stepped out had warm, heavy coats.
"Dumbledore!" A somewhat short, silver-haired man called out. "How are you, my dear fellow?"
"Blooming, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbkedore replied as "Professor Karkaroff" neared, and they shook hands.
"Dear old Hogwarts, how good it is to be here again! Viktor, come along, into the warmth. You don't mind, Dumbledore? Viktor here has a slight head cold."
Karkaroff beckoned a student forward, and as he came into the light of the setting sun, we saw who it was.
"That's Krum, that is!" Somebody whispered excitedly.

We soon went back into the warm place called Hogwarts. I sat with Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, and the twins' friend Lee Jordan, the announcer for the quidditch games.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts, and, most particularly, guests!" Dumbledore beamed at the foreign faces. "I have great pleasure in welcoming you all to Hogwarts. I hope and trust that your stay will be both comfortable and enjoyable. The tournament will be officially opened at the end of the feast. I invite you all to eat, drink, and make yourself at home!" He sat down and conversed with Karkaroff.
The golden trays were always filled with food, but there were ones that I had never seen before. Also, the hall seemed more crowded even though only about 20 or so students had been added.
"Y/N?" I heard a familiar voice behind me, and I turned to see Fleur. I jumped up and hugged her.
"Fleur!"
We conversed a bit in French, before I realized that I should probably introduce her to my friends.
"Fleur, these are my friends Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, and Lee Jordan."
She raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"The Harry Potter?" I smiled at her and nodded.
She simply nodded back. I was not surprised at her lack of interest about "The Boy Who Lived." I suppose it might be because if you have to put up with people being awed about something that you can't help, you get others who have similar struggles. She sat down next for me, and asked for the bouillabaisse. After the feast was finished Dumbledore spoke.
"As you know, their are three champions. One from each school. They will be marked on how well they perform the tournament tasks and the champion with the highest total after task three will win the Triwizard Cup. The Chanpions will be chosen by an impartial judge. The Goblet of Fire."

A/N
So now we get to see Fleur again! Oh, and by the way, I have a small surprise for the Yule Ball chapter. It took forever to finish, but it was SO MUCH FUN. But I can't tell you what it is. HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!! Yeah I am evil. But also, look at these crazy autocorrects from this chapter!

 But also, look at these crazy autocorrects from this chapter!

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The smoot? Autocorrect, what's going on?

Okay that one was a typo I made, not autocorrect, but it's still funny

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Okay that one was a typo I made, not autocorrect, but it's still funny.

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