Harry Potter From Durmstrang Year 4

Hermione

As always Hermione was the first one up in the morning. After her usual attempt of spending five minutes trying to do something with her hair and giving up shortly after she left the Gryffindor common room to go finish up her potions homework from the day before. Snape had been in a particular "Snape" kind of mood yesterday, and Hermione had arrived late to class from helping the three boys from Durmstrang find the great hall. Of course Snape had made it seem like Hermione was always late to his class and given her six feet of parchment due on the assignment, instead of the assigned two feet he gave for the rest of the class. Which honestly she knew she would have ended up writing much more than two feet anyways.

Usually in the mornings Hermione would go grab a quick breakfast in the great hall and then make her way to her usual corner chair in the library to finish her homework or do some research. However today she decided she would switch things up a bit from the usual routine and go finish her homework outside. As she left the entrance gate she decided on going to the spot where Hagrid had shown the class Buckbeak last year. A small patch of open woods near his hut. She made her way across the grounds towards Hagrid's hut glad that it wasn't as cold today as it had been the past few days.

When she made it to the small patch of woods she sprawled her books on the ground after laying down a small blanket she had pulled out of her bottomless bag, and begin to work on her homework. Unlike the library were there was always at least someone else there she found it much more tranquil and peaceful out here. A Few hours passed and Hermione checked her watch, she still had an hour left before her first class of the day so she continued working on the already nine feet of parchment feeling she was almost halfway done at this point. As she continued though she heard voices getting louder and footsteps drawing closer. Finally she made out what, with that red of hair, could only be one person, her "favorite person" Ron Weasley. "What are you doing out here Ronald?" Hermione asked wondering why on earth he of all people would be here.

"I was just about to put my name in the Triwizard Cup and knew you would wanna watch me do it." Ron said with a proud smile.

"How did you even know I was out here? And why on earth would I want to watch you put your name in the cup Ron?" Hermione asked thoroughly confused with what Ron was doing here.

"Well Parvati said when you're not in the library your either here, by the lake, or with Hagrid." Man she really did need to start spicing up her life if they knew her that well. "So I just happened to come here first. And because I KNOW you have always found me hot Hermione so I figured this would be something you would want to see, you know the beginning of my glory so to say."

"WHAT! Ron! You.. Can't.. What the hell is wrong with you! Are you daft? I have NEVER liked you not even as a friend, you are repulsive, unattractive, an asshole, dumber than a box of rocks, and not to mention so full of yourself you don't even realize how much of an idiot your being half the time." She wasn't done but could tell she was actually getting through to him as his face turned an even darker shade of red. "You have terrible marks in all your classes, you can't cast half the spells we have learned, and I don't even like quidditch but from what I see of the games, I could probably be a better keeper than you are." She finished yelling, and that was the final straw for Ron as he pulled out his wand.

"I am the best keeper at this school!" He yelled as he raised his wand "CONFRI.."

"EXPELLIARMUS!" Hermione casted before he could finish. "STINGAMORTI." She finished with the stinging hex that sent him flying back frozen solid with a grimaced pained look. Hermione heard a footsteps approaching.

"Bravo, bravo that was awesome." A voice said from behind her. She turned around quickly with her wand raised ready to send out another spell however it was just two of the boys she had helped find the great hall yesterday if she remembered right their names were Harry and Allan. "That was badass, very impressive!" The one she thought she remembered as Harry said.

"What are you two doing out here?" She asked slowly lowering her wand.

"We just heard a bunch of yelling out in the woods when we were walking and then saw some flashes of magic, we were hoping to catch a good duel but unfortunately for us looks like you were out of his league in more than just one way." Harry said causing her to blush a little bit, it wasn't often that she received any compliments except from McGonagall but those didn't really count.

"You heard all that huh? I don't know what he was thinking. Well sorry we couldn't give you guys the show you wanted." She said in a sort of flirtatious way flicking a smile out at Harry.

"It's okay I guess, next time you plan on hexing someone though let us know we're getting bored here already and could use a good show." Harry said smiling at her.

"I will try and remember to do that." Hermione said as she turned to pick up her things, she figured now was as good time to stop plus she had to do something with Ron's body, she couldn't just leave it here. "So, since you said that you owe me from yesterday you want to take his body to the hospital wing for me?" Hermione asked.

"Then I would think you would owe someone else a favor for giving us directions, we don't know where that is." The boy she remembered to be Allan said.

"We can take him to the front gate though? We learned where that was quick." Harry said jokingly.

"Fine I guess that will work, be gentle though I don't want to be getting into any trouble." Hermione said.

"Will do our best no promises though." Harry said with a wink.

"Well I have to go. I have my first class soon, thank you for your help with him. Bye." She said as she turned and walked away towards the school.

"Anytime, next time though, if you want to really embarrass the poor kid a little try Vocalisto." Harry yelled as she walked away. Hermione made her way up to the castle and quickly made it to her charms class, where today they were going to be having a double block, so she would be here awhile. As professor Flitwick lectured on ten ways to make a cricket dance Hermione found herself unable to focus on the lesson. Her mind was racing, she had already made a mental note as soon as she got some free time to look up what the spell Vocalisto did. Mainly though she just sat there confused.

She couldn't understand what had gotten into her earlier, and as well what Ron was thinking saying she had always found him hot. Hermione as everyone in the school knew was the brains not the beauty. She had never had a boyfriend, never been on a date, and never even kissed a guy. She wasn't the type to flirt, giggle, date, or do any of that. However earlier when she had been talking to the Harry boy she, in her mind at least, had tried to flirt with him. She had smiled at him and even tried to push her arms together to make her boobs look bigger while they were talking, things the real Hermione would NEVER do. I mean flirting and boys weren't the worst thing in the world. And it wasn't like boys hadn't liked her before. On more than one occasion, two to be exact, boys had asked her out on a date or to join them for dinner in the great hall.

Both times she had refused though, mainly because she was nervous about it but mostly just because honestly she wasn't, and hadn't been interested in any of the boys at Hogwarts. Her friends had always tried to get Hermione to date, and she suspected both times that the boys had asked her out on one her friends had put them up to it. Dating, boys, and all of the flirtatious things other students did was fine if they enjoyed it but she had to get perfect marks and had no time for it she told herself. And Ron, she would have to make it a point to tell him in public that she never found him hot again just too fully squash that rumor.

"Miss Granger, Miss Granger." Professor Flitwick said, and Hermione quickly pulled out of her daydreaming.

"Sorry professor I was thinking." Hermione said looking down ashamed.

"No worries Miss Granger, I could never fault a student for thinking." He said giggling to himself at his own comment. "Now that we have you back could you tell us what year Junus Halfback discovered his ten animation spells."

"1487, sir." Hermione said correctly of course.

"Very good, now ..." Flitwick continued his lecture and Hermione decided that she was just overthinking things, she had just been flustered from Ron, and everything was normal. Finally she allowed herself to rid her mind of any thoughts from the morning accepting it all as just overthinking.

The rest of her day was rather uneventful, Snape of course complained that she was an intolerable show off when he saw the length of her Homework which ended up being twelve feet. Transfiguration class was interesting as always even though this year McGonagall was spending it mostly doing lecture and little actual hands on work. Finally though, after her fifth and last class of the day Herbology, Hermione made her way to the dining hall famished. When she entered into the hall she could tell she was one of the last to arrive as already students were leaving, however the hall was still packed more than usual as students from the other two schools were there as well. She made her way to where her friends were sitting and decided she would tell them about what Ron had done earlier.

"So that's why he was in the hospital wing all day, all of the Weasleys were telling people when they found out who did it they were going to make them pay." Amelia said as Hermione finished telling them about Ron.

"Please don't tell anyone I'm hopping Ron will say he doesn't remember who did it out of embarrassment of a girl hexing him and I don't get in trouble." Hermione said.

"Hermione you hung him buy his pants upside down from the high goal of the quidditch pitch and hexed him so he could only speak in pig Latin." Parvati said.

"Yea honestly Hermione I didn't know you had it in you, I don't think I've laughed that hard ever. Good job though he deserved it" Amelia said.

"Wait I didn't..." It immediately clicked in her head and she was so angry she got up and stormed over to the Durmstrang table looking for the brown haired boy with glasses. She saw him sitting with his two friends at the end of their table and with heavy feet made her way over to them and sat down angrily next to Harry. "What the HELL is wrong with you?!" She said to him in an angry hushed tone.

"Hey nice of you to join us Hermione." Krum said, and Harry got a look of like he just discovered something on his face.

"What? Haha." Harry said smiling, why did he have to be so handsome Hermione thought, then quickly brought back her angry thoughts. "I don't know what you're talking about Hermione."

"You two were supposed to take Ron to the Hospital wing not hang him by his pants, and most certainly hex him to make him talk pig Latin!"

"Nice, haha why wasn't I invited!" Krum said but quickly shut up and looked back to his food as Hermione shot him a glare.

"I'm going to get in so much trouble for this! He might have not said anything after being just hexed by a girl, but now all the students are going to know and if the teachers find out I'm..." she said before Harry interrupted her.

"Hermione calm down." He said still laughing. "First of all I'm sorry, we just wanted to make a better, funnier statement to him. Besides when you left we got him back up and on his feet and removed your hex. He tried to pull out his wand again at us when we told him if he tried anything like that again on you that we would hang him from his pants on a quidditch goal. So secondly I'm sorry. We thought we were just looking out for you." He said again still laughing but with a little sincerity.

"At least we were honest with the bloke." Allan said drawing laughs from Krum and Harry.

"Oh..." she paused. "Well I didn't realize he had pulled his wand out on you..." Hermione said now confused on what to say and do next. She suddenly was very aware that all of the Hogwarts's students had their eyes on her. She was stupid not to think that a girl, let alone her, sitting at the Durmstrang table and especially with Krum and his friends would draw attention.

"So Hermione." Harry said breaking her thought. "I overheard today that there is a town called Hogsmeade not far from here, and that it's the only place someone can get a decent butterbeer is that true?" Harry asked her still smiling ear to ear.

"I don't know about the butterbeer part but yes there is a town called Hogsmeade near Hogwarts."

"Well Saturday Allan here's dad is coming to visit him, and Krum isn't allowed out of Igor's sight." He said drawing a spiteful face from Viktor. So would you like to accompany me to Hogsmeade? That is if you're not too busy dueling gingers in the woods, and of course I have no idea where Hogsmeade is so you will have to be designated tour-guide."

"Uhh.." She was still off guard. Had he just asked her, Hermione Jean Granger on a date? She must have heard him wrong, there was no way this was a date she was just Hermione and he was, well he was hot. He must just really want to find out where Hogsmeade is, yea that's it. "...Sure I guess I can do that." She stuttered out not even sure if she said it out loud. "As long as you promise not to get me into any more trouble."

"That's a tough one." He joked "but I guess I'll make the sacrifice. It's a date then, come to our ship say at four on Saturday?"

He said it's a date. Oh my god she was going on a date. Say something Hermione, stop staring at those damn pretty green eyes. "Yea sounds... good see you...then." She said and stood up robotically. She made her way slowly back to her seat by her friends feeling still all the eyes of the Hogwarts students on her. She had a date. One second she had gone over there to give him a piece of her mind the next she was saying yes to a date. Who was this girl, cause the Hermione she knew would have said no.

"Umm Hermione what the HELL was that!" Parvati asked.

"Nothing they were there earlier when the Ron thing happened and I just wanted to make sure they wouldn't tell anyone." She lied, and the look her friends gave her let her know they weren't buying it.

"Why do you look like you just saw a basilisk then? Hermione what aren't you telling us?" Parvati asked again with her normal nosiness.

"Nothing I swear, that's all. I'm not really hungry anymore I think I'm going to go to bed for the night goodnight guys." She lied and quickly got up and made her way out of the great hall and ran all the way to her bed. As soon as she got in the girls dorms she cast Muffliato on her curtains and screamed into her pillow for a second. She had a date. She had been wrong when she said earlier that this year was going to be no different. She suddenly was beginning to panic. She quickly grabbed a quill, ink, and parchment from her dresser and wrote to her mom saying to buy her makeup, some nice clothing to wear "out", and some kind of product so she could do something with her hair. She knew her mom would know immediately that she had a date. But she couldn't just go buy this stuff on her own, she had never worn makeup and knew her mom would know much better what to do and wear, and she certainly couldn't go on a date anything she owned. She had to make a good impression on Harry, at the rate she had been going this might be the only first date she ever had, she could not ruin it.

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Harry

The three of them were still sitting in the great hall, one thing that they had to give credit to Hogwarts was that the food was great. Hermione had left their table half an hour ago, and Allan and Krum had not shut up about it since. "Listen guys it's just a date, all were doing is going to get a drink, so Allan, no I don't need your help with any magical contraceptives and no Krum you cannot have my ham slice." Harry said growing tired of them bothering him about it. It was just a date, he had not planned on asking her at all but he could not resist it when she came to the table looking so flustered and so cute. He really did feel bad that she might catch some flak for what they had did to the red head kid, but he figured maybe if the date went well she would forgive him.

"So do we at least get to tell Sirius about this?" Asked Allan.

"Sure I don't care, just wait until after Saturday though I don't want Igor to hear. They announce the Champions on Sunday so you know he is going to want every there all day Saturday to prepare and rest." Harry said.

"Yea good point speaking of which, tomorrow Igor is making me go with him to put my name in before dinner, he wants everyone to be there." Krum said.

"Haha ya he wants to do the same for me." Allan said sarcastically.

"Shut up, you know sometimes it sucks having to have him decide everything I do and make a spectacle about everything."

"Oh shut it, we all know you love it." Harry said. The trio finally after another half hour decided they were stuffed enough to make their way back to the ship. They settled down in their cabin room and played cards and some wizard's chest, which he always won. Eventually they all made it to their beds, and as soon as the lights went off Harry couldn't help it as his mind drifted anxiously to his date on Saturday. Luckily he had listened to Sirius when he said he should bring some at least halfway decent clothes with him. He was also glad now that he had a name to put to her face now. Hermione, it was a very unique name he thought, quite beautiful as well. As the night went on so did Harry's thoughts until he finally heard Allan's snores signaling he had finally fallen asleep.

Harry looked over to Krum's single bed on the other side of their cabin and saw his eyes closed and drool coming out of his mouth so he figured Krum was asleep as well. Quietly Harry pulled his wand out from under his pillow and cast a muffliato spell on himself and jumped off his bunk. He double checked to make sure no one had woken or stirred, after feeling successful he made his way out his cabin's door. Once out in the hallway Harry cast an invisibility spell on himself and climbed up the ladder at the end of the hall to the deck of the ship.

The night was cool for the most part, heavy clouds hung overhead blocking most of the small moon's light. A few stars peaked out here and there but altogether it was a good night for Harry to go unseen. Harry walked over to the ramp that led to the dock the ship was anchored at. Quietly he made his was away from the dock and up towards the castle. From what Sirius had told him the castle had wards against invisibility so he couldn't just walk through the front gate. Sirius had also said that when someone walked through most entrances any current spells in effect would resolve, he had also bragged more than once about his favorite secret tunnel by the astronomy tower.

When he finally made his way around the school to the astronomy tower he found the stones marked with an M. He removed the muffliato and invisibility spell he had casted on himself and pushed the stones in revealing a small gap in the wall. He squeezed himself through and found himself in a small closet filled with crystal balls and telescope lenses. Quietly again he recasted the muffliato spell, invisibility spell, and even added a deterring charm just in case. He made his way out of the small closet and in the dark tried to find his way. Luckily today Harry, Allan, and Krum had spent most the day wandering around again so he thought he knew his way a little better, although the dark definitely made it harder.

After a half hour or so of second guessing himself, going in a circle, and having to hex a cat that wouldn't shut up Harry found the room he was looking for. He checked both shoulders to make sure the coast was clear and pushed open the doors, and then sealed them behind him. In front of him in the empty room on a lone pedestal was the Triwizard cup. It gleamed with a blue and purple tint, and its handles and trimmings of a golden silver. Around the cup was an enchanted circle full of wards to keep students who weren't of age from putting their name in the cup.

Harry knew that Igor wanted Krum to be Durmstrang's champion, but Harry couldn't help himself. Whenever it came to being known as the best or greatest, and whenever there was a chance for him to earn some of the spotlight he took it. Krum could have quidditch, Allan could have the wealth, and he wanted the power, the glory, to be one of the greatest wizards of all time. He wanted to make his mother and father proud. Sure they would be proud that he was the top of his class, or that he had won every dueling tournament he had ever been in. He was sure they would be proud that he had won top spell caster all three years so far. But that wasn't enough for him, he wanted to be the best all-around, so he would win the cup for his on glory, for his parents, and for Sirius.

Harry again removed the spells he had placed on himself knowing full well the enchanted circle would remove them. He conjured a scab of paper and quill and scribbled his name on the paper. He knew just by putting himself in the cup didn't mean he would be chosen, but from what he had read and what he knew the cup chose the best from each school and as far as he was concerned he was the best. He reached up after he finished writing his full name on the paper and dropped it into the cup. The light inside the cup turned from blue to a bright red matching the red of Durmstrang for a brief moment before spewing out a flood of lights all through the room. Luckily for Harry there were no windows in the room.

Harry sat down in the corner of the room for a while just staring at the cup, and thinking. What would his parents say if they were here today? He hoped they would be happy with him wanting to make them proud, and was sure his father would cheer him on in the tournament. After spending what probably was more than two hours staring at the cup from his corner he decided he had done what he snuck out to do and had risked getting caught enough. He made his way back to the astronomy closet and resealed all the bricks behind him. He quietly and again invisibly made his way to the ship and back to his bed. Removing all the spells he had casted he returned his wand under his pillow and pulled the blankets over him ready to get some sleep.

If all that Sirius had told him was true these if he was announced as Durmstrang's champion these next few days would be his last of peace. Soon everyone would know that the son of James and Lily potter wasn't killed that night fifteen years ago by Voldemort. That he was alive and well. Soon Hogwarts and the rest of the Wizarding world would know that Harry Potter was the boy who lived.