The Goblin Prince.

In which Prince has a lovely chat.

Toby ducked into an abandoned classroom and grinned. "I invite the Goblin King and the Goblin Queen to Hogwarts."

The wards shuddered but gave way as Jareth and Sarah appeared in a flurry of fae dust.

"Sarah!" Toby cheered, hugging his sister as Jareth ran a gloved finger along an old desk, wrinkling his nose at the actual dust left on his finger.

"I had imagined such a prestigious school would have more pride in its appearance." The king said, wrinkling his nose.

"This classroom is abandoned. Apparently there used to be over five times as many students but when the war broke out a lot of families either left the country or died out." Toby explained.

"I see you've been paying attention to History." Sarah said. "Now, how about you lead us down to the first task. Prince should be there already. Ginny took care of that."

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Ginny cleared her throat, three of her brothers standing behind her, wands drawn just in case.

"I wish the Goblin Prince was here."

"Your wish is my command, dear Ginny."

Ginny grinned as Prince stepped out from behind a pole, dressed in a green muggle jersey with the word Jabberwocky on the front, followed by the number 3. On the back where is last name would be was a series of runes that read "As if I would make it that easy."

"Are you ready for the first task?" Fred asked, stowing his wand in his sleeve.

"Our brother Charlie is here."

"He's a dragon trainer."

"Which is brilliant."

Percy looked a bit pale at how enthusiastic his twin brothers were at Prince's presence but held his tongue. "They are waiting for you in the champion's tent, your highness."

"Then I must be on my way. Perhaps the fair lady has a token for her brave knight?"

Ginny raised an eyebrow. "I didn't know Sir Didymus was here."

Prince laughed and headed for the champion's tent.

"This will be-" Said Fred, looking excited.

"Bloody brilliant." His twin finished.

"Let's go get seats before they're all taken." Percy sighed, leading them towards the stands.

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"Hello, Fleur, Viktor, Cedric." Prince greeted and the three other champions nodded their heads in greetings to the youngest (at least physically speaking) champion.

"Prince." They greated, nodding their heads as well.

"Lovely. You're all here. Let's get started."  A large, portly man said, holding out a bag. "As you've no doubt seen, we have a dragon for all of you, each of whom have been given a golden egg to guard that is essential to preparing for the second task. It will be nearly impossible for you to succeed without it. That being said, you will now draw a dragon from this bag, and the number around its neck will dictate the order you go in. Ladies first."

Fleur drew the Welsh Green, Krum, the Chinese Fireball, Diggory received the Swedish Shortsnout and Prince drew the model of the Hungarian Horntail, who immediently cuddled against him thumb.

Prince grinned.

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"Just like you said, for the most part children are, for the most part, manageable in small numbers but once you reach five it takes a full team. That's why picking a good partner is so important! I cannot tell you how many Wishaways are wished away by a parent unable to handle the stress! You deserve much better than that bastard who panicked as soon as you started nestbuilding."

The Hungarian Horntail rumbled in agreement, flinging another strip of goat down her gullet.

"You are completely right. It takes a community. The goblins, Father, Mother and I work together to raise wishaways and we only accept married couple with avalible freinds and family as candidates for adoption so the child is never without a support system. What ever is going on in your Thunder? Where are your clutchmates?"

The Horntail rumbled and spat fire.

"I should have known. Im sorry for your loss. You never should have been separated.  Humans. Always thinking they know best because they managed to somehow become the main species on the planet. They weren't so cocky when your cousins were in charge."

A breath of steam as Prince sipped his tea, both conversationalists completely ignoring the awestruck audience watching the tea party down in the arena.

"I see. Are you sure? It's very different over there. It will be hardwork making a name for yourself without a sponsering family. I would offer but I am not Dovakin. I may be able to pull some strings to get you an interview however but there would be a price."

Fire licked the edge of Prince's rocky chair, a warning in the most widely known language. Violence.

"Fear not, my lady. I only ask for that beautiful egg of gold within your nest. I can sense no life from it and it is so very pretty. A bargain, one might say."

The dragon grumbled, before very gently lifting her wing from where she had covered her nest and picking up the golden egg with two claws, dropping it at Prince's feet.

"My gratitude, fair lady. Perhaps we could have tea some time again?"

A more agreeable growl, the massive mother dragon lifting herself off the ground and placing her eggs in her mouth.

"Best of luck, Lady" what followed next was a series of inhuman growls and snarls. "See you another time."

And then to the Dragontamers horror,  the Hungarian horntail, eggs and all, vanished in a cloud of glitter.

Ellwyn stood and walked towards the exit. "That was fun." He said to the Weasleys, not specifying if he was referring to the panicking wizards or the tea party.