Chapter 2
The first thing Harry and Hermione did was to look into the library. Obvious choice, but Harry was desperate at this point, so he didn't care. Whatever chance the two got, they went to the library. Hermione found some books and asked Madame Prince to put on hold on books that had to do with the Triwizard Tournament. It was the first thing she did in the morning. She even got permission to look into the Restricted Section by McGonagall.
Harry and Hermione were looking into the books in the evening after their classes. Harry read page after page to see if there was anything about the rules, meanwhile Hermione was scanning each page quickly. As Harry read, he couldn't help and thought what would happened if he did went through with the tournament. Since he knew Voldemort was trying to get his power back and trying to kill him every time, Harry wouldn't be surprised if Voldemort wanted to involved him in some ways.
"Um...Harry," Hermione spoke up. "I found something."
Harry put the book down and his eyes widened. "You did?"
Hermione gulped and nodded. "Yes, but...I don't think you're going to like it."
As Harry frowned, Hermione passed the book to him and pointed to where to read. Harry looked down at the book and read the part she was pointing. When he was reading the part, his mouth dropped.
Triwizard Tournament of 1767
The third champion: Dianthus Yamato was placed into the Triwizard Tournament of 1767 against her will. The witch who put her name in the Goblet of Fire was Viola Vesper. Due to Yamato not participating in the tournament, she and Vesper both lost their magic. Yamato was replaced by Seraphine Pantaleon.
Harry paled as he read that paragraph so many times. Why? Why did Dianthus Yamato's magic taken away. He understood Viola Vesper, but Yamato? That wasn't fair for her. Was the magical contract that powerful enough there the innocent lost their magic?
"Why?" Harry asked.
"It seemed like an eye for an eye." Hermione answered. "The goblet thought that if Yamato lost her magic, then so does Vesper. I know it's not fair, but...at least we know that whoever did put your name in the goblet, they will loose their magic too."
Harry pursed his lips. As much as he didn't like how unfair and illogical it was...he was dealing with the wizarding world after all. However, it did pleased him that whoever put his name in the goblet would loose their magic too. Harry didn't mind being a muggle, since he was raised as one, but for that person...good luck.
"Did you find anything on your end?" Hermione asked.
Harry shook his head. "Nope."
"Had you heard anything from Sirius, yet?"
"I hadn't, but it's only been two days. I don't know if he had heard the news yet."
Harry wished he knew what Sirius thought of this whole situation. During summer, Sirius sent a letter to Harry that he had planned something just in case if anything happened in his fourth year. At first Harry was sure that it won't happened, but now he thought about it...he wished he had planned something for that purpose Pettigrew escaped after all. Harry should've realized this, but he didn't. However, that didn't stop him from planning right now. If those loopholes don't satisfied him, then he will become a muggle instead.
As Harry turned the page, he stopped. On the next chapter of the history of the Triwizard Tournament, was the rules. The rules were at least a few pages. Right away, Harry read it. He skimmed through them. It was the rules that Dumbledore and everyone else knew about it. There were even rules of the Goblet of Fire too. When Harry turned to the last page, his eyes lit up. There was a section if a champion was entered against their will. Like what he read before, both parties loose their magic. However, there are other ways for a champion to leave the tournament without loosing their magic.
1. A magical guardian can withdraw the unwilling champion out of the tournament.
2. A blood relative - even a distant relative can withdraw the unwilling champion.
"Mione," Harry said. "I found it, but...."
Harry didn't finished. Instead he just pushed the book to his friend as Hermione read the loopholes. At first her eyes widened with excitement, but her expression changed as her brows scrunched together.
"A magical guardian...?" Hermione muttered. "That means Dumbledore-"
"Is my magical guardian." Harry finished.
Harry knew what was a magical guardian was. He learned about it last year. A magical guardian was someone who looks after a young wizard or witch who was muggle-raised, orphaned, or muggle-born and helps them get through the wizarding world. For Harry's case, it was always been Dumbledore. Sirius was supposed to be his magical guardian, but since he is a wanted man, the custody went to Dumbledore instead.
Hermione pursed her lips. "Harry..."
Harry sighed. "Both loopholes obviously won't work."
Harry knew it was true. The Dursleys would never help him get out of this situation. He doesn't even know if he had other living relatives aside from his mother's side. All Harry knew that he has two dead parents, a wanted godfather, and an aunt, uncle, and cousin who hates him.
For once Harry was considering to go with his last option. He knew giving up magic was a tough choice, but what other choices does he have? One of the other ways that the book said was to get out of the tournament was to get pregnant. There are potions to help wizards and witches who are in a same sex relationship to get pregnant and Harry would rather not do that. As much as he wanted to have his own children one day, but not now, unless he's that desperate. After all, there wasn't any guy he liked at Hogwarts, even Durmstrang and Beauxbatons never peaked his interest.
"Are you really considering on giving up magic?" Hermione questioned.
Harry sighed. "Hermione...ever since I came into this school, I did thought Hogwarts was my home, but after everything that happened every year, I don't. I wanted a home to feel safe where I don't have to worry about running for my life. I just wanted to be free and happy."
As Hermione was about to say something, a small tropical bird flew into the library and landed on the table. The bird dropped the letter in front of Harry and it flew away. Harry looked down and saw the letter was addressed to him with a familiar hand writing. A smile grew across his face as Harry opened the letter.
Harry,
I had heard what happened. I want you to come to my hiding place. There are a lot of things we should discussed. As much as I wanted to say more, but I do think it's best if you to meet me before dinner. You can bring your friends too. My hiding place is a cave near Hogsmeade. Also, if you don't mind, please bring some food.
- Padfoot
"It's from Sirius," Harry said. "He wants us to meet before dinner."
Hermione glanced at the clock. "Then we better hurry. It's almost six."
Right away, Harry and Hermione put away the books, which took about almost five minutes and left the library. They both went back to Gryffindor Tower to get Harry's cloak and went down to the dungeons to go into the kitchens to get the food, which Dobby was happy enough to give it to them. After that they wasted no time to head to where Sirius was hiding.