BOOK I : PHILIA

Leora starts to question her life decision, she starts to regret her choice of entering the Tournament. Must she really do this? Fighting a dragon won't be much problem, she survives war among god, titan and monster. She killed a Drakon onced. But what troublesome for her is having to be up all night devising a spell so she can make her fight with the dragon look more dramatic. She didn't know why she had to do this herself, but she really wanted to make a grand impact. Maybe flair is really an aphrodite child trait and obsession. 

And also she really wants this new spell to work. She has been working on the formula for two years since her third year, but it's so complicated she can't seem to find a way out, yet. 

“What exactly are you trying to make? this is frustrating!” complained Draco as he flipped through a book page. 

“Shhhsss, you can't yell at the library, Dray.” Scold Leora, 

“Maybe you should rest for a while, look at those bags under your eyes, aren't you saying things like lacking sleep will be bad for your skin or something?” Mediate Theodore trying to coax her into break and maybe eat something because she looks like she needs it. 

“This is more important than my skin, also — Holy Holy Zeus pants! I got it! I think I found it!” Yelled Leora excitedly, earning a few glares from the student who was currently lounging at the library, “I need to try this, I will meet you both again at dinner, bye!” 

Leora hurriedly run leaving Draco and Theodore in bewilderment, 

Draco sighs, he looks at Theodore who is still looking at the door where Leora left. His best friend looks tired and weary, he talks about the bags under Leora's eyes, but the Nott heir also has a matching bag under his eyes. 

“She is brilliant, she is always the brightest, but will she be alright?...I … I’m worry…” Confess Theodore,

Draco let another long sigh, he will never understand how a genius person such as his cousin's mind works. He also can't console Theodore by saying she will be alright because he shared the same sentiment with him. The Malfoy sole heil also worried about his baby sister. 

“I don't know, but I hope so…” 

***

After telling Cedric about their first task, Harry was looking for Leora, in case she still didn't know about it. He found her near the charm class, she just exited the empty classroom with a mischievous grin that made Harry raise his eyebrows in curiosity.

“Leora?” 

Leora looks up and smiles when she sees Harry, “Harry! I have been looking for you since yesterday!” She approached him and continued saying, “I have something to tell you about our first task.” 

What a coincidence, he also has the same thing to tell her. And then they ended up sharing information in the empty charm classroom. 

“So you told Cedric about this too?” Asked Leora curiously as Harry nodded in confirmation, “What a noble heart of a lion, I didn't even think of that. I only plan to share the information to you because you are my friend, but you share this to Cedric because you care… That's admirable.” Compliment Leora

Harry smiled softly as he said, “Thanks, so do you have any plan for the first task?” 

“Yes, it's a secret but I’m sure I can surprise you and the whole school. Just wait for it hehe.” She laughs playfully, “It's seems finally I can have a good sleep tonight.” 

“Good for you, I still have no idea what to do with a bloody dragon.” complained Harry

Leora chuckled and said, “You will be fine, come on! believe in yourself a little bit, I mean you defeated a basilisk once, don't forget last year you also saved Sirius from a swarm of dementors, most importantly you beat up that old bald voldy twice. Dragon will be easy for you.” 

“When you said it like that, what I did…it seemed so amazing. But… mostly I’m not alone, I always have help, but right now, I’m all alone…” 

Then Leora remembers, after the announcement of the Champions, Harry mostly alone. Not with Hermione, not with Ron. Fights among friends are normal, she remembers having a feud with Clarisse for half a year and they become friends again after both of them fight side by side and almost die. “They will come back, it's normal to fight among friends, but eventually when they come back your bond with them only becomes stronger. you may have helped before, but that doesn't mean your strength doesn't exist. It was there, you just need to call upon it when you need it the most. More importantly, believe in yourself Harry. If you are not believing in yourself, who else will? Don't think of yourself so little.” 

“Thanks… but, I just, I don't know… it's hard.” 

Leora smiled softly and said, “Loving yourself is always the hardest, it easier to hate who we are than love it for who it is. But I have learned the hard way, before starting to love someone, I have to love myself first. If we just give and pour love without loving ourselves, one day our heart will be empty because you just give your heart away. It's okay to love, but instead make your heart bleed and give it away, opening your heart is way more better. You give but you also received. To love and to be loved, both coexist in one package. Yes it's hard, but try to love yourself like the way you learn to walk again, and one day you will fly.”

Harry smiled softly when he heard her kind word, “Thank you, Leora. I didn't know you were such a poet.” Joked Harry lightly to lighten the mood.

“Well, it's almost time for dinner, wanna walk with me to the great hall?” Offer Harry, 

“To be asked by the chosen one, such an honor! I’ll gladly take the opportunity.” Mock Leora as Harry laugh, 

“Stop that, it's embarrassing.”

“Oh! The chosen one!” 

“Shut up, Black!” 

“Aye aye, Potter!!” 

***

It's three days before the first tournament and Regulus can't sleep. He was walking aimlessly in the Hogwarts corridor at night until at some point he heard footsteps from the Library. Curiously, Regulus entered the Library and called, “Hello?” 

But no one was there, but he sure heard footsteps, and he knew this feeling. What a Dejavu. 

“Potter, I know you are in there.” How could Regulus not know, he caught James and his stupid invisibility cloak so many times. “You won't be in trouble, I just want to talk.” Promised him. 

Slowly Harry came out from the cloak looking at Regulus awkwardly. “How… How did you know?”

“You are as reckless as your father, and if there is any footstep without a body at Hogwarts it should be a potter hiding under the invisibility cloak.” Joked Regulus lightly as he smiled kindly. 

“You seem to know much about my father.” Said Harry curiously, 

“Well, I do…” For a moment his silvery eyes look lost as he smiles hollowly, “You must have a lot of questions about it, mind walking with me for a bit?”

Harry nodded and slowly followed Regulus as he led them towards the astronomy tower. When they arrived, Regulus looked up towards the night skies and said, “This is always my favorite place before the stressful day of exams. I always come here with your mother, naming star constellations or just reading some novels that your mother bought for me…” 

“You know my mother too?” Asked Harry as he also looking at the skies, 

“Lily is a brilliant witch, the brightest in her era. I'm glad I met and got to know her. Anyway, we haven't had the chance to talk ever since I was back, so ask away, what do you want to know about your parents?” 

Harry was silent for a while, contemplating things that he is going to ask at Regulus. After a moment he finally says, “What are they to you? I mean your relationship with them seems different than Sirius' relationship with them …” 

Regulus chuckles awkwardly, it seems the boys are not completely oblivious. “How should I explain it… and where do I start…” He mumbled, “I think I should begin from how we met and how the three of us ended up tangling up with each other in a complicated bond…” 

“It's going to be long, will that be alright?” Asked Regulus, 

Slowly Harry nodded, and Regulus started recounting his story. 

“...I used to be a jerk.” He admitted as he chuckles softly, “The younger me used to hold a prejudice against the muggleborn and have a pureblood supremacist. I used to hate your father because I was raised to believe the Potters are a blood traitor and all the muggleborn is filthy. It's embarrassing, but me and Sirius grew up in such a house where blood is everything. Our parents are cold and cruel. At some point Sirius can't stand them and leaves the house. The moment Sirius left the house, my mother disowned him and stripped him of his title as the heir. I used to hate him for that, I was younger and I thought Sirius abandoned me. And I hate your father for stealing Sirius from me, I become bitter with resentment, until… love happened.” 

“...Love?” Harry asked curiously, Regulus chuckles and a fond smile adorning his face. 

“Yes, amor vincit omnia, as ridiculous as it may sound, love does indeed conquer all. It's the potion class, your father is a proud potioneer, because his father, Fleamont Potter is a great potioneer, but I beat him in the potion competition. He didn't get angry or bitter because he was lost to Slytherin, nonetheless younger than him, he ended up impressed and since that day James Potter developed a crush towards … me.” Regulus said awkwardly as he looked at Harry who gaped and flustered. 

“You still want to continue? This may become really awkward soon.” 

But the Gryffindor nod, things may be awkward but he still wants to know. 

“Your father was persistent, he kept flirting and teasing me. It was annoying at first but at some point I fell too. We didn't date or make things official, I just tolerated him and we shared a lot of times together. Eventually your father also helped me mend the broken bond between me and Sirius. Of course that wasn't enough for your father, he wants things to be official but I can't, I’m Black and he is a Potter, our union will be a war among our family. So in our year six, I started distancing myself from your father, and that was the time where your mother came into my life. I found her here. At Astronomy tower at night, crying because she had a huge fight with your aunt, Petunia, I don't know what compelled me to console her that night. We are just strangers, but maybe I spent so much time with your father and Pandora, I become kinder. We have become close ever since that day, the fact that your mother is a muggleborn never bothered me. James found out about it, he was jealous at first, because we didn't include him in our secret meeting, but eventually tag along. The three of us ended up in an odd relationship, a polyamory, it's what they call it this day. James loves both me and your mother, your mother also loves both me and James, and I am also madly in love with the two of them. It's complicated and hard to explain, but rare and beautiful, it was so precious and I engrave everything about us in my heart. Lily and James were the world to me. When we get older, your silly father wants to marry us both, can you believe him?” Regulus laughs as he looks at teared up Harry who has been listening to his story. 

“And why can't he? If he marries the two of you I will have two fathers and Leora will be my sister.” Said Harry as tears finally fall from his eyes, 

Regulus chuckles as he pokes Harry nose lightly, “You are as silly as your father, you can't marry two people at the same time, also it's taboo in our era, and I also the heir of Black family, I must continue my family line. So James and Lily married, it was the happiest day of my life, I’m still their secret lover even though they're married tho.” He jokes that make Harry laughs 

“So Harry, Sirius may be your godfather, but I, I’m your other father. You are my son and Leora is your sister. The day Voldemort took them from me, my world just crumbled. I remember you just a year old. That night I planned to bring Leora to have a play date with you, but when I arrived, your parents were already gone. That moment I didn't see a reason for me to live until I heard you and Leora crying.” 

“You and Leora are my will to live, our legacies.” 

Harry didn't know what to say, he only cried silently as Regulus slowly brought him to his embrace. This man is the sole thing that held the memories of his parents, a memoriam. For the past few days he feel helpless with the whole tournament, but that night Regulus give him the strength to continue.

***

“Are you nervous?” Asked Theodore as he played with Leora hair, both of them currently lounging in the Slytherin common room. Leora lay her head on Theodore's lap as he sat on the couch by the fireplace. 

“I… I wish I’m nervous.” She said. 

Tomorrow is the first task, but Leora didn't feel anything. After the war, she barely feels anything even though she used to be a sensitive child when it comes to feelings. 

“You wish? Why?” 

“I barely feel anything this day, and it scares me.” She admitted and Theodore's hands stopped for a moment, as he frowned, before slowly he continued to stroke her hair, gentler than before. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” 

Leora pondered for a bit, it was tempting to spill everything to him, after all for her Theodore is like her lifeline, a safe place where she could be her. But the secrecy held her, and she didn't know where to start… 

“... I want to tell you everything, I want to tell you all my deepest secrets that I keep locked inside me. But I can't…” 

“And why is that?” 

“Because it's not the time, yet… but I’ll tell you everything, I promise.” She assured him as she smiled softly at him, and she felt it, a little flutter that spread from her heart to all over her body. 

When he smiles back, her bone rattles and her heart leaps. She feels something again, it's always him, it's always Theodore that makes her feel something. 

“Then, I’ll wait. I will wait for you even for eternity. Always.”  

“Always?” 

“Always and eternally.” 

***

When Leora arrived at the tent where the champions were, the air was gloomy as most of the champions looked very nervous and tense, all except for one boy, Mattheo Riddle, contrastly looks so composed like he was just having a fun school trip on a sunny day. While his schoolmate, Viktor Krum looked even surlier than usual.

On the other side, 

Fleur Delacour was sitting in a corner on a low wooden stool, she looked rather pale and clammy. Leora feels bad for feeling relieved, Fleur is part of a veela after all, not pure veela, she didn't know that Leora is daughter of Aphrodite, but Leora knows that Fleur still at least feels something. From her tenaciously trying to befriend and be good to Leora previously, it shows. But now the beauxbatons girl was too caught up in her head, it's good for Leora because it means Fleur will leave Leora alone. Aside from Fleur, the beauxbatons other champions, Sebastian Moreau looks green, he looks like he wants to spill all his breakfast all over the floor. Noticing that, Leora distanced herself from him as far as she could. 

Leora then looks towards the Hogwarts champions, Harry was currently talking to Cedric. Despite the smiles and warm greetings, both of them can't hide their nervousness from how tight and forced their smiles were. 

Cheerfully, Leora approached them and greeted them with a very high energy. “Good morning my fellow Hogwarts champions! Fancy seeing you here, it's kinda giving me the calm before Quidditch vibes isn't it?” She said, trying to lighten the mood by bringing up Quidditch. 

“You are right, this feeling kinda reminds me of my first Quidditch.” Said Cedric, Harry only nodded, The Gryffindor was too nervous he was afraid if he opened his mouth he would spill his gut instead. 

Surprisingly the Drumstrang champions joined their conversation. 

“You all play?” Asked Krum curiously. 

“Yes, we all seeker. I happened to be the best of the three of us since I beat them last year.” Boasted Leora, earning a disbelieving look from the other seekers. 

“For a record, I was attacked by the Dementors last year and fell off my broom. But if I remember correctly, I beat Slytherin in my first and second year.” Retorted Harry. 

“The Hufflepuff still won the cup in your first year tho, so the final result is what matters.” Added Cedric. 

“Yeah, if I recall, Gryffindor won the cup in my second year.” Said Harry. 

Leora chuckles, “But Slytherin won the cup last year. Fair to say we all have our fair share of the cup by now. But most importantly, do you all feel better now?” 

Harry and Cedric's eyes widened in surprise when they realized what Leora did. 

“Yeah, thanks to you Black.” Said Cedric gratefully 

“Thanks, Leia.” added Harry. 

They continue to talk for a while about Quidditch, until Ludo Bagman comes and starts to explain their first task. 

Bagman looked somehow like a slightly overblown cartoon figure, standing amid all the pale-faced champions. He was
wearing his old Wasp robes again. 

“Well, now we’re all here — time to fill you in!” said Bagman brightly. 

“When the audience has assembled, I’m going to be offering each of you this bag” — he held up a small sack of purple silk and shook it at them — “from which you will each select a small model of 
the thing you are about to face! There are different — er — varieties, you see. And I have to tell you something else too . . . ah, yes . . . your task is to collect the golden
egg!”

Bagman was opening the neck of 
the purple silk sack. 

“Ladies first, if you may, my Lady.” he said, offering it to Leora. 

“It's an honor.” Said Leora politely as she put her hand gracefully inside the bag, she then pulled out a cute miniature of dragon with a thick black scale that keep roaring a little blue fire from its mouth. Leora recognized the Dragon as the Hebridean Black. What a surprise… it's feels like ot was arranged by fate, because Hebridean Black was named after her Ancestor who first discovered the dragon. Leora then looks at the Dragon neck and saw number six on it's neck. 

After Leora got her dragon, Ludo Bagman then offering the bag to Fleur Delacour. She put a shaking hand inside the bag and drew out a tiny, perfect model of a dragon — a Welsh Green. It had the number two 
around its neck. 

The same held true for Krum. He pulled out the scarlet Chinese Fireball. It had a number three around its neck. He didn’t even blink, just sat back down and stared at the ground. Then, Cedric put his hand into the bag, and out came the blueish-gray Swedish Short-Snout, the number one tied around its neck. After Cedric, Harry put his hand into the silk bag and pulled out the Hungarian Horntail, and the number four. It stretched its wings as he looked down at it, and bared its minuscule fangs.

Leora then looks at Mattheo who got Peruvian Vipertooth and naturaly she grimace knowing how nasty the poison that the dragon could produce, but Mattheo still look calm, he got number seven that make him last to perform. And the last, Sebastian pulled an Antipodean Opaleye, she cknsidered him lucky because the dragon is the most not aggresive dragon in wizadinv world. 

“Well, there you are!” said Bagman. “You have each pulled out the dragon you will face, and the numbers refer to the order in which you are to take on the dragons, do you see? Now, I’m going to have 
to leave you in a moment, because I’m commentating. Mr. Diggory, you’re first, just go out into the enclosure when you hear a whistle, all right? Now . . . Harry . . . could I have a quick word? Outside?” 

“Er . . . yes,” said Harry blankly. 

Bagman clearly play favorite, Leora pitty Harry knowing the boy didn't like this kind of treatment. After what happened to the twins in Quidditch World Cup, She suspect, Bagman betting on Harry and trying to make sure that his choose win so he won't go bankrupt. 

The tournament finally start, Cedric had entered the enclosure and was now face-to-face with the living counterpart of 
his model. . . . Leora could hear the crowd screamed . . . yelled . . . gasped like a sin-
gle many-headed entity, as Cedric did whatever he was doing to get past the Swedish Short-Snout. She feeling like waiting to enter a haunted house in an amusement park.

Krum was still staring at the 
ground. Fleur had now taken to retracing Cedric’s steps, around and around the tent. And Bagman’s commentary made everything much, much worse. . . . Horrible pictures formed in their mind. Sebastian seems he can't hold it anymore and ended up run outside the tent to finally spilled all his breakfast. 

Time fly fast, it's finally Harry turn. Leora give him a quick peck on his check and say, “Good luck, you will doing great.” 

“Thanks…” Said Harry as he nervously enter the enclosure. 

When Harry left, Mattheo approached Leora. “Nervous?” He asked, “Ah, my mistake, I bet dragon was nothing for you?” 

Leora raised her eyebrow, “What make you think so?” 

“You seem like a person who can even kill a god.” 

Leora chuckles, “God? That dangerous things you say. And I can asure you, I don't have any intention to kill Jesus. Having a whole vatican and behaded like Anne Boleyn is not on my what to do list.” 

Mattheo laugh, “Anne Boleyn? What she had to do with Jesus?” 

“That's their business, but you know Jesus and Anne Boleyn?” 

Mattheo rolled his eyes, “Yeah, Jesus is a guy next door and Anne is a gossiping lady.” He said sarcastically, and continue. “I’m Half-Blood, of course I know.” 

“Ah I see, it's seem I hang out too much with the purebloods. The Weasley and my Housemate never get my references when I’m joking.” 

“Even that grumpy boy?” 

“Grumpy boy? You mean Theodore?” 

“That's his name.” 

Leora laughs as she smile fondly when thinking about Theodore, that make Mattheo smile drop unnoticed to her. 

“Teddy not usually grumpy, he actually very sweet.” 

“To you, maybe.” 

Leora laughs, and they continue to talks untill it's finally Leora turn. The Black heiress then about to leave the tent when Mattheo stop her by her arm and suprisingly give a kiss on the back of her hand, “Good luck, my lady.” 

The Slytherin girl chuckles as she playfully give a mock curtsy before she left. 

*** 

Regulus caught between two feeling, one is scared for his childs life, another for the pride that he felt when Harry scoop the golden egg while mounting a firebolt. He wish he one of the judges so he can give the boy 10 out of 10, but saddly the Black head only a honor guest and panels, he didn't have the right to vote that only reserved to The school head and the ministry. 

Harry scored was now tied with Krum for the first place, it was an amazing feat. The pride and proud he felt now disipating as it was change by the feeling of dread when he realize it was now the time for his beautiful daughter to up against the dragon. 

What a coincidence that her daughter must face a Hebridean Black. 

Regulus watch as his daughter entering the arena, she looks composed as she walk gracefuly. The girl even calmly waves at her friends on the Slytherin stands and flashing a cheerful smiles. 

“Miss Black has enter the arena, and would you looks at that? The Black heiress looks like she own it! She owned the area as she waves to her housemates! What a confidence!” Comentted Ludo Bagman using the Sonorus Charm. 

“And what a coincidence that Miss Black have to go against her ancestor dragon the Hebridean Black! And it's seems the dragon finally aware of her present, let's see what will miss Black do.” Continued Ludo Bagman. 

The Dragon roar loudly at Leora who still standing a few meter from it with a serene smiles. 

“Come to me.” Said Leora, loud enough to be heard by the whole stadium. 

“What a daring thing to say! Did Miss Black just challenge directly at the Dragon?!” Shout Bagman while the Slytherins singing a folk wizards song, Lady Amaryllis, but change the name into Lady Black. A song a bout a brave huntress that kill a dragon. 

‘Lady Black its our saviour.’ 

‘She is might and noble.’ 

‘Arrow in the Dragon heart by her bow.’ 

‘And to the Lady Black we bow.’

“Well let's hope that Miss Black won't really kill the Dragon like the song!” Commented Ludo Bagman.

The Dragon responded to Leora chalenge by aggresively released a massive of blue fire, but before the fire could hit her, she fly. Leora soared up high, out of range from the fire, with a majestic black wings tore her back. 

“Unbelieveable!!! Is that wings on her back! Leora Black has grow a wings to dodge the Dragon fire!” Shout Ludo Bagman while the crowds cheers in amazement. 

The Slytherin sing louder as Slytherin Quidditch team waves a huge flag with Slytherin emblem on it. Draco and Theodore hold her banner. They all were loud. 

Regulus despite his worries was impressed on how she could devising spell to make a pair of wings. His precious daughter looks like the angel of the death with a teriffic black wings. 

“Down.” Leora said as she whispering one of a spell that she created, “Gravium Deor.” 

Suddenly the air around the dragon feels heavy as it face and bodied fell flat into the ground. The black dragon roaring in frustation and helplessness as Leora swoop down really fast and scoop the golden egg gracefuly. 

“Beautiful and magnificent! What is that spell? Is she created the spell herself? What an amazing feat from 14 years young witch! She completed the first task perfectly!” Announced Bagman, ending her first task. 

But instead leaving the arean Leora gracefuly fly towards the dragon and gently shove the eggs near it snout so it can sniff it, “See, this wasn't your egg. I didn't take anything. So don't worry, your child is fine.” Leora added a little bit of charmspeak on it and it indeed help her calm the Dragon, when the Dragon finally calm, she released it from her spell. 

Leora dramatically ending her performance by giving a celebratory by waving and send a flying kiss directly at Theodore who immediately catch it and pocketing it, make the crowds laughs. 

After that, she left the area and was guided to the area where Madam Pomfrey treated the wounded. Of course she is already vanishing her wings that leave a gaping hole on her shirt that make her bare back show. 

After assuring Madam Pomfrey that she didn't have a single scratch and didn't need any treatment, she was bombarded by her group of friends. Theodore is the first one to hug her and spun her around before Draco slap the back on his head and steal the hug. They all congratulate her. 

“A wings! A wings! What is that? Is that even a spell or are you an animagus?” Asked Lorenzo, his eyes lit up in excitement. 

“That's a secret, Enzo.” Said Leora playfully. 

“What about the spell that makes the Dragon fall, what is that anyway? Some kind of elemental spell where you move the wind? Like ventus?” Asked Blaise who was also curious. 

“Ah… that? Well, young man, That's its what the muggle called gravitation.” She answered mischievously, which earned confused looks from her friends as she laughed. 

They continue to talk for a while until Regulus comes and immediately hugs her, “As much as I think I would have a heart failure, what you did earlier is brilliant! You are amazing, princess.” Compliment Regulus as Leora grin and hug her father lovingly. 

Leora also received the Congratulation from the golden trio including Harry. And then finally her score was announced. 

She received surprisingly a 10 from three panels, Dumbledore, Madame Maxime, and Ludo Bagman. 

“Three Ten?! That's Amazing Leora, you might earn the first spot!” Said Alois, 

“What are you saying? Of course she will have the first place, it's crazy if she is not after showing how she is capable of devising such advanced spells.” Said Pansy. 

Barty Crouch gave her nine, while Karkarof seven. She earns a total 46 points.

“There she has it!” Yelled Daphne happily. 

“O Lady black our savior, to the lady we bow.” Sing Alois happily as they all congratulate her again. 

***

The first task ended with Mattheo blinding the whole closure by engulfing it in thick black smokes and when the smoke dissipated the dragon stunned unconscious as Mattheo had the golden egg. 

The final score was, 

1st Place 
Leora Black, 46 points 

2nd Place 
Mattheo Riddle, 43 points 

3rd Place 
Harry Potter, 40 Points
Victor Krum, 40 Points 

4th Place 
Cedric Diggory, 39 Points 

5th Place 
Fleur Delacour, 34 Points 

6th Place 
Sebastian Moreau, 30 Points