Hogwarts
8:15 AM
The sun was shining but the air was still cold and chilling.
The next day was Saturday, most students would normally have breakfast late. Harry, Ron and Hermione, however, were not alone in rising much earlier than they usually did at weekends. When they went down into the Entrance Hall, they saw about twenty people milling around it, some of them eating toast, all examining the Goblet of Fire. It had been placed in the centre of the hall on the stool that normally bore the Sorting Hat. A thin golden line had been traced on the floor, forming a circle ten feet around it in every direction.
'Anyone put their name in yet?' Ron asked a third-year girl eagerly.
'All the Durmstrang lot,' she replied. 'But I haven't seen anyone from Hogwarts yet.'
'Bet some of them put in last night after we'd all gone to bed,' said Harry.
'Someone laughed behind Harry. Turning, he saw Fred, George and Lee Jordan hurrying down the staircase, all three of them looking extremely excited.
'Done it,' Fred said in a triumphant whisper to Harry, Ron and Hermione. 'Just taken it.'
'What?' said Ron.
'The Ageing Potion, dungbrains,' said Fred.
'One drop each,' said George, rubbing his hands together with glee. 'We only need to be a few months older.'
'We're going to split the thousand Galleons between the three of us if one of us wins,' said Lee, grinning broadly.
'I'm not sure this is going to work, you know,' said Hermione warningly. 'I'm sure Dumbledore will have thought of this.'
Fred, George and Lee ignored her.
'Ready?' Fred said to the other two, quivering with excitement. 'C'mon, then – I'll go first –'
Harry watched, fascinated, as Fred pulled a slip of parchment out of his pocket, bearing the words 'Fred Weasley – Hogwarts'. Fred walked right up to the edge of the line, and stood there, rocking on his toes like a diver preparing for a fifty-foot drop. Then, with the eyes of every person in the Entrance Hall upon him, he took a great breath and stepped over the line.
For a split second, Harry thought it had worked – George certainly thought so, for he let out a yell of triumph and leapt after Fred – but next moment, there was a loud sizzling sound, and both twins were hurled out of the golden circle as though they had been thrown by an invisible shot-putter. They landed painfully, ten feet away on the cold stone floor, and to add insult to injury, there was a loud popping noise, and both of them sprouted identical, long white beards.
The Entrance Hall rang with laughter. Even Fred and George joined in, once they had got to their feet, and took a good look at each other's beards.
'I did warn you,' said a deep, amused voice, and everyone turned to see Professor Dumbledore coming out of the Great Hall. He surveyed Fred and George, his eyes twinkling. 'I suggest you both go up to Madam Pomfrey. She is already tending to Miss Fawcett, of Ravenclaw, and Mr Summers, of Hufflepuff, both of whom decided to age themselves up a little, too. Though I must say, neither of their beards is anything like as fine as yours.'
Fred and George set off for the hospital wing, accompanied by Lee, who was howling with laughter, and Harry, Ron and Hermione, also chortling, went in to breakfast.
The decorations in the Great Hall had changed this morning. As it was Hallowe'en, a cloud of live bats was fluttering around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of carved pumpkins leered from every corner. Harry led the way over to Dean and Seamus.
'Listen!' said Hermione suddenly.
People were cheering out in the Entrance Hall. They all swivelled around in their seats, and saw Angelina Johnson coming into the Hall, grinning in an embarrassed sort of way. A tall black girl who played Chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, Angelina came over to them, sat down and said, 'Well, I've done it! Just put my name in!' 'You're kidding!' said Ron, looking impressed.
'Well, I'm glad someone from Gryffindor's entering,' said Hermione. 'I really hope you get it, Angelina!'
'Thanks, Hermione,' said Angelina, smiling at her.
'Yeah, better you than Pretty-Boy Diggory,' said Seamus, causing several Hufflepuffs passing their table to scowl heavily at him.
'What're we going to do today, then?' Ron asked Harry and Hermione, when they had finished breakfast and were leaving the Great Hall.
'We haven't been down to visit Hagrid yet,' said Harry.
'OK,' said Ron, 'just as long as he doesn't ask us to donate a few fingers to the Skrewts.'
'Hey, Ron,' said Harry suddenly. 'It's your friend …'
The students from Beauxbatons were coming through the front doors from the grounds, among them, the Veela girl. Those gathered around the Goblet of Fire stood back to let them pass, watching eagerly. Madame Maxime entered the hall behind her students and organised them into a line. One by one, the Beauxbatons students stepped across the Age Line and dropped their slips of parchment into the blue-white flames. As each name entered the fire, it turned briefly red and emitted sparks.
'What d'you reckon'll happen to the ones that aren't chosen?' Ron muttered to Harry, as the Veela girl dropped her parchment into the Goblet of Fire. 'Reckon they'll go back to school, or hang around to watch the Tournament?'
'Dunno,' said Harry. 'Hang around, I suppose … Madame Maxime's staying to judge, isn't she?'
When all the Beauxbatons students had submitted their names, Madame Maxime led them back out of the hall and into the grounds again.
As they neared Hagrid's cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The gigantic powder-blue carriage in which they had arrived had been parked two hundred yards from Hagrid's front door, and the students were climbing back inside it. The elephantine flying horses that had pulled the carriage were now grazing in a makeshift paddock alongside it.
Harry knocked on Hagrid's door, and Fang's booming barks answered instantly.
''Bout time!' said Hagrid, when he'd flung open the door and seen who was knocking. 'Thought you lot'd forgotten where I live!'
'We've been really busy, Hag–' Hermione started to say, but then she stopped dead, looking up at Hagrid, apparently lost for words.
Hagrid was wearing his best (and very horrible) hairy brown suit, plus a checked yellow-and-orange tie. This wasn't the worst of it, though; he had evidently tried to tame his hair, using large quantities of what appeared to be axle grease. It was now slicked down into two bunches – perhaps he had tried a ponytail like Bill's, but found he had too much hair. The look didn't really suit Hagrid at all.
Hagrid's cabin comprised a single room, in one corner of which was a gigantic bed covered in a patchwork quilt. A similarly enormous wooden table and chairs stood in front of the fire, beneath the quantity of cured hams and dead birds hanging from the ceiling. They sat down at the table while Hagrid started to make tea, and were soon immersed in yet more discussion of the Triwizard Tournament. Hagrid seemed quite as excited about it as they were.
'You wait,' he said, grinning. 'You jus' wait. Yer going ter see some stuff yeh've never seen before. Firs' task … ah, but I'm not supposed ter say.'
'Go on, Hagrid!' Harry, Ron and Hermione urged him, but he just shook his head, grinning.
'I don' want ter spoil it fer yeh,' said Hagrid. 'But it's gonna be spectacular, I'll tell yeh that. Them champions're going ter have their work cut out. Never thought I'd live ter see the Triwizard Tournament played again!'
They ended up having lunch with Hagrid, though they didn't eat much – Hagrid had made what he said was a beef casserole, but after Hermione unearthed a large talon in hers, she, Harry and Ron rather lost their appetites. They enjoyed themselves trying to make Hagrid tell them what the tasks in the Tournament were going to be, however, speculating which of the entrants were likely to be selected as champions, and wondering whether Fred and George were beardless yet.
A light rain had started to fall by mid-afternoon; it was very cosy sitting by the fire, listening to the gentle patter of the drops on the window.
By half past five it was growing dark, and Ron, Harry and Hermione decided it was time to get back up to the castle for the Hallowe'en feast – and, more importantly, the announcement of the school champions.
'I'll leave you to it,' said Hagrid, heaving himself up from the table. ''Spect a bit 'o a crowd this evening, eh? If they haven' bin chosen, they'll still wanna come an' see what the champions look like! An' they've promised the Hogwarts champion a thousand Galleons, yeh know?'
'So tonight's the big night?' said Harry.
'Yeah,' said Hagrid, getting a moody look in his eyes. 'Course, at the hundreds of Galleons yeh're lookin' at, it's no wonder yeh get yerself a champion like the one from Durmstrang, even if he is a grim lookin' old git. Yer won't find any of the remaining Hogwarts lot talkin' about him, mind. 'Specially not in front of anyone from Durmstrang – '
They left Hagrid and walked up to the castle, the rain drumming against their faces.
'Damn, I wish I could've entered the Tournament,' said Ron, wistfully. 'Yeh can still come and watch the first task, though, Harry, I bet Hagrid'll want yeh to.'
Back up at the castle, the mood was unmistakably festive. As they walked up the corridors Harry saw Cho and Marrietta from Rawenclaw standing and talking in the corridor. As they walked by Harry overheard Cho telling Marietta "Luna is so irritating with all these made up magical animals, she's such a weirdo." They were both giggling. Harry said to Hermione and Ron to go on and that he would meet them up in the Gryffindor tower. Harry approached Cho and Marietta as they talked.
"Hey, can I talk to you two in private?" Harry asked them with a poke face.
They both looked at each other confused but followed Harry into a nearby empty classroom. Once they were inside the classroom Harry closed the door. The two girls were giggling.
"What do you want, Harry?" Cho asked.
"You heard what I heard," Harry said as he was standing in front of the door blocking the way.
"Yeah, Luna is weird," said Marietta.
"You are the ones that are weird," Harry told them as his face turned red with anger. "She's different and that's ok. She's not hurting anyone", I should teach them a lesson he thought.
"Yeah, well," said Cho. "It's just her weird attitude and how she's always so calm and cool. She doesn't get mad at anyone. I've seen how she looks at me sometimes."
"Yeah, it's like she is saying 'I know you're talking about me and I don't care'", said Marietta.
Cho was wearing her tight jeans that showed off her amazing body and a white tank top. Marietta was also wearing tight pants and a green blouse.
"You need to learn to mind your own business," said Harry as he glared at them with anger.
"Or what," asked Cho. "You're going to hex us?"
"No, I'm not going to hex you, but I will tell everyone about what happened at the quidditch world cup"
"What does he mean, what happened at the Quidditch world cup?" Marietta asked questioningly.
"She sucked me off so greedily before taking it up her ass" Harry said.
Cho's face turned sour "Sure we will stop"
Marietta gasped "You took it up the ass?"
"Yeah and you would too if he would like to fuck you" Cho bites back
"Sure" Harry says to their surprise, Marietta turned red as Cho looked at Harry.
"You mean it?" Marietta asked shakily. Harry approached her slowly whispering "Yeah" as he met her lips. Cho turned away her gaze in irritation but didn't walk out from the classroom.
Harry started to kiss Marietta deeply while his hands were groping her breast and his dick was growing hard. Harry ended the kiss and pulled out a chair from the professor's desk and asked her to sit down. She did as he said her eyes coming into eye level with his crotch. Harry slowly pulled down his zipper letting his trousers drop down. Marrietta with her hands in her lap gasped again at the sheer size of him "You are huge" she said.
Harry smirked at this as he laid his girth cook across her face before saying "Open up" she did just that with her tongue hanging out, Harry gentle placed his warm cock into her mouth and she started to suck and lick the tip. Harry gently held her head in his hands guiding her up and down on his cock as it was going deeper into her mouth "You like that cock huh" Harry said in a low voice, she responded with a muffled moan of approval as she sucked on his dick. Harry's dick went deeper into her throat as she gagged on it.
"Spit on it," said Harry, "it will help." Marietta did just that and with her hands, she guided his cock into her mouth again as it went down her throat. Cho who was still standing there, walked up to them and she kissed Harry on his cheek as she whispered to Harry "Fuck her good."
Cho then asked Marietta "Do you like that dick huh?" Cho said as Marietta mumbled a yes.
"Take it then, slut" Cho said to Marietta who did so, Cho then pushed Marietta's head down on Harry's cock as she started to deep-throat him. Cho's hands went on Marietta's head guiding her up and down in a harsh tempo. They were so wet down there that their juices were running down their thighs.
"Such a good slut," Harry moaned as Marietta was deep-throating him. Marrietta looked up at Harry with lust and hunger for his cock in her eyes. Harry then grabbed Marietta's hair as he pushed his dick all the way in her throat as she was gagging on his hard cock, her tongue was working its magic as it was licking and sucking his balls, and Harry was moaning with pleasure as Cho was kissing Marietta's face as her tongue licked up the trail of spit coming from Marietta's mouth.
"Such a good cocksucker, huh," said Harry. "You love taking it in your mouth and throat, huh?" Harry asked her as she responded with a moan of approval. As he said that he lodge his cock into her squirming throat, feeling his cock beginning to pulsate he pull out until only the tip was left inside her mouth as he started to cum and Marietta took it all into her mouth, gulping down every last drop of cum Harry's balls had to offer, she then sucked and licked his dick clean.
Harry pulled up his trousers and with Cho's help pulled Marietta up from the chair. Cho and Harry looked at her as she had a dazed look on her face as she was panting. Her face was a mess of spit and tears as she tried to regain her footing. As she stood up she said "Thank you, Harry."
"You're welcome," said Harry as she walked towards the door.
"Oh, and you two," Harry said, "you two are not allowed to say anything about Luna, you got me?" Marietta and Cho nodded as they walked out from the classroom and Harry followed suit.
"See you girls at the feast," Harry said as they nodded in acknowledgement as they parted ways.
Harry then walked in silence towards the Gryffindor common room.