Harry Potter From Durmstrang Year 4

The boy who lived

The anticipation was building as the crowds cheers from the stadium grew louder and louder by the second. He hadn't slept a minute the night before. He was too anxious for today, too ready to show the world the talent, as the Daily Prophet put it, of the boy who lived. He still didn't know what the task was going to involve other than the dragons. From the looks of the other two champions they both seemed to have no idea of even the dragons. The Hogwarts champion Cedric was so pale he looked like a vampire.

He has spent the entirety of the night and morning thinking about how to handle the dragon. He knew the spell he had come up with and practiced with Hermione would do most of the work weakening the dragon, but as to how he would finish it off he was unsure of. Because he had been so unsettled and restless he had ended up returning to the room of requirement an hour after he and Hermione had left and stayed their practicing different offensive spells all night. After all the practice and preparation he felt back to his normal confident self.

The three champions had arrived about an hour ago into the tent. They were all silently sitting in their own respective corners, each staring off in distant thought. No one was allowed in the tent prior as to prevent the competitors to see what they were preparing for them outside the tent, however Hermione had found a way in to give him a good luck hug and kiss. She had decided on sitting with Krum and Allan after all. The three of them had apparently met early that day and enchanted a giant flag with a picture of his face to wink every so often. Krum had even stolen a sweater from his locker and given it to her to wear. She did look good in red and black he admitted.

Hermione had made it a point in the brief thirty seconds she was here to make sure he knew everything he was going to. For the most part as he told her he did. He had decided he would stick to his strengths after absorbing the dragon's breath. One of the pluses or negative in Sirius's case, of living with a member of the black family was their library. Although almost all the books contained illegal magic, rituals, and potion brews many contained spells that were although possibly discouraged still legal. Although most straddled that line. Some of the most helpful books however in the library were the personal notes of Sirius's grandfather Arcturus Black.

From what little Sirius knew about him, and what little he could gain from his notes Arcturus had been quite the dark wizard. However unlike his wife which Sirius knew much better he was not the crazed murdering type that the rest of the family was. Instead Arcturus was more interested in quite literally darkness. Almost all of his notes contained spells having to do with darkness, smoke, the night, and his personal favorite shadow magic. For some reason shadow magic just was interesting to him. The idea of controlling darkness, manipulating shadows, becoming smoke, becoming a shade, any all the other aspects of shadow magic just in his idea was perfect.

He knew that shadow magic while not truly dark magic as it was all legal, did evoke fear in people. It requires great power, commitment, and discipline of the body to perform most aspects of it. Much like how during transfiguration the mind and body must be in perfect unison, you the person and what you're transfiguring to; with shadow magic you must be you, the shadow, and all of the darkness at once. Although he did not want necessarily want people to fear him, he really wanted to be heralded and respected, the idea that people would fear his magic and fear his power had always appealed to him. Plus the first spell in Arcturus's book was on a flying spell and what kid didn't want to fly.

So ever since he had found the notes of Sirius's grandfather in private he had practiced becoming a master of shadow magic. He planned to showcase some of that today at the tournament. For one he wanted the people to know his power and knowledge of magic, secondly though after all the research he had done, he had even brought Arcturus's notes to the library with him showed little evidence of shadow magic ever being used on dragons. So call it his own experiment.

The bells from the clock tower chimed signaling it was now noon, meaning the headmasters should be coming in to inform them on the task any second from then. Something that was making him even more anxious then the dragons though was that Sirius had told him he was going to watch him today. Sirius had died his hair red, shaved his face and performed a plethora of charms on himself to make him look completely unrecognizable. He had even made an age potion and dawned some Durmstrang clothes to make him pass for a student. Although Igor knew who Sirius was, Sirius still want allowed to come into Durmstrang's castle whenever he pleased for his own protection. So Sirius had been able to see him compete in a few duels but other than that, he only got to see the magic he performed at home. This would be the first time Sirius saw his full potential and power.

As the bells rang there last chime all three of the headmasters entered the tent, with them came a photographer, and a ministry representative.

"Gather round, gather round champions." Dumbledore said, and all three of them made their way over. "First of all I would like to wish the three of you good luck, you will need it. Now today for the first task you will each be facing one the strongest magical creatures in the world. This creature will be guarding a clue for the next task. So your mission to complete the task is to retrieve the object this creature is guarding. You may do anything possible short of killing the creature to retrieve it. Now ladies first, reach into the bag and chose your opponent." Fleur was the first to reach in the bag. She pulled out into her palm a miniature dragon. Cedric and her face grew wide eyed. "The Hungarian Horntail, known to be one of the most dangerous of dragons. Harry you will go second you may draw now." He reached into the bag and pulled out his dragon. "The Norwegian Ridgeback, how appropriate." Lastly Cedric pulled his dragon out drawing the Chinese Fireball. "Now you know the task, you have five minutes to prepare your last minute thoughts. Fleur you will go at the sound of the cannon."

Fleur remained at the doorway of the tents as the headmasters left to get their seats and he and Cedric returned to their corner. Harry held the small dragon in his hand. He could fell the warmth tickling his skin as the small figurine blew pretend fire. Unfortunately he would not be able to see Fleur compete, they didn't want the people going second and third to have an advantage. The cannon sighed and he watched Fleur take her time leaving the tent. She received a small amount of cheering as she left the tent.

For what felt like an hour but most likely was probably no more than five minutes he could hear loud roars, feel the tent shake as it was hit with gusts of wind he guest came from the dragons wings, and loud screams from the crowd. He could tell she was struggling to get the object from the dragon by the amount of time it was taking. The crowd eventually erupted into a loud round of applause and cheers and over a speaker he heard Dumbledore announcing her time which he couldn't hear and that she had completed the task. That meant he was going up next.

"Do you know what you're going to do?" Cedric asked him from across the room pulling him from his train of thought. He heard Dumbledore announcing him as the next competitor over the speaker.

"Yea..." he said as he made his way to the gate. "I'm going to win." With that he made his way to the tent gate and waited. He had his plan, he wanted to make this as quickly as possible to guarantee first place, but he had to give the people a show. He would draw the dragon's fire then start his offensive. "Let's see how well a dragon's thick skin can protect against my shadows." He said to himself. The cannon fired.

As he made his way into the stadium once his eyes adjusted to the bright sun he could see a complete nesting area for the dragon had been built. The stadium resembled a rocky cliff peak. There were huge rocks scattered around, a dragons nest on the way other side, and a few different objects and charred looking remains every so often. No sight of the dragon yet. The Durmstrang section went crazy as he walked the short path from the tent to the starting point. He could see the flag his friends had made waving and winking in the wind as Krum waved it. He could see Allan had personally charmed his hat from a simple cap to a large dragon. Lastly he saw Hermione, she was wearing his sweater and looked beyond nervous. She was wearing the traditional Durmstrang cap which he guessed was also his, had red and black eye paint under her eyes, and was even waving a smaller version of the Harry flag. She looked like she had seen a ghost up there, and he could tell she was biting her nails.

He turned his attention towards the center of the stadium. He tossed of his cloak, so that he was just wearing his a loose pair of mage robes. He pulled out his wand from its strap on his forearm and readied himself. A large booming roar sounded from a large tunnel on the other side of the dragons nest. Out of it flew a large red dragon with huge black spines protruding from its back. It flew directly to the dragons nest and from its mouth placed a small Golden egg. So that's the object. The dragon thinks it's her egg... She's going to protect this with her life he thought to himself.

He didn't move already having his plan in his mind he just stood there staring and sizing up the dragon as the crowd grew silent. The Dragons head rose to its peak height and glared at him through red eyes. Right now it was a war of patience, he wanted the dragon to make the first move. Finally it did. As quick as lightning the dragon reared its head forward towards him and released a huge jet of flames at him. Time to play.

"Evene Tenebris" He casted quietly to himself. The spell was one of the first defensive shadow spells he had learned. The spell jumped the user to a location of his choice as long as it was in sight. However his favorite part of the spell was that in the spot where the caster had been the body remained however just a shadow of the real thing. So from his new spot a mere five feet behind the dragon now he saw the fire collide with his shadow self, which too the audience looked exactly like it had actually hit him. Upon the collision his body simply turned to black smoke and drifted off towards the sky. He heard half the crowd gasp, most of the Durmstrang side scream, especially one loud-pitched female scream.

For a brief thirty seconds everyone including the dragon had thought him finished, finally through the silence the crowd had become he heard someone yell. "There he is! He is alive! Behind the dragon." After the few seconds it took everyone to realize that he actually was alive the crowd erupted again! He quickly levitated a nearby small rock and flung it at the dragons head. Time to play for real now.

The dragon turned its head now very angry its eyes glowing bright red. It had thought it had already won. As it turned its body and faced him it again lowered its head towards him and let loose another jet of flame. This time he wasn't moving. The fire moved closer.

"Devorignis." He cast the spell in a quiet calm voice and immediately the jet of flame began to form a ball the size of a baseball in his hand. He could see the dragon's eyes looking strained as it was unable to stop itself. For show he let the ball grow bigger and bigger just above his palm. He could hear the Dragon whimper as it was trying to fight itself to stop breathing the flame. He could tell the dragon was almost out of juice as the stream of fire was growing less hot and smaller. He let the ball in his continue to grow until the dragon finally ran out. He stopped his spell and sent the ball of flame hurling at the dragon. Although the fire had no effect the speed of the impact still sent the dragon back a good twenty feet on its back, as well as setting half the stadium on fire. However the dragon quickly regained its footing. Time to finish this.

The dragon realizing it was stuck to a physical attack now was now flying a few feet of the ground. It began to fly towards him its jaw snapping ready to bite.

"Tenebrae Sint." This was by far his favorite spell. Every little boys dream, now he could fly. Being another form of shadow magic Tenebrae sint literally meant to become darkness. However it was actually one of the least "dark" spells in the notes. The spell simply allowed the user to levitate themselves in a very controlled manner, where they could move in any direction any height, or to simply put it fly. However the shadowy aspect of it caused the casters clothes to turn into mostly smoke, as well from the knees down. So it made the caster appear as a moving fog.

Now that he was eye level with the dragon he began his assault before it got any closer. He raised his wand, concentrated all his power. Closed his eyes. He pushed his magic towards his wand. Focused, calm, ready. He yelled!

"UMINCUSS!" The extremely powerful shadow hex sent a flurry of chaos at the dragon. The spell was a black and purple rush that almost resembled a water like texture with small jolts of lightning pulsing through it. The dragon tried to move out of the way but as the fury of the spell continued to pulse out of his wand he bent the path arching it to directly the dragons head. It collided right in between the dragons eyes. Immediately the stadium shook and the rest of the spell as it collided with the dragon went spiraling upwards darkening the sky.

The dragon hit the earth causing another shake from the stadium. It was knocked out cold. He slowly with his arms out wide landed. He walked slowly taking in his accomplishments with each step. The crowd was silent. He made his way over to the egg bent over and picked it up. Finally he raised the egg over his head signaling he had passed the task and the crowd roared.

Hermione

She was still in awe. She didn't know what to think. What the hell had just happened? One second he was being hit directly by the flame, the next he was behind the dragon. Then he was doing the spell he had made and hit the dragon with its on fire. The next he was... flying... or a smoke cloud... or half man half fog, she wasn't really sure. And finally in the blink of an eye he was hitting the dragon with some sort of hex she had never seen, read about, or even imagined before. It was all over so fast. She obviously wasn't the only one in shock at the amazing events that just happened.

She had spent the whole morning a nervous wreck. She knew deep down that he was so talented that he would be fine. But still knowing someone you care about is about to fight a dragon is a hard thing to be okay with. She had ended up not even being able to sleep, so she had decided to make Harry happy by cheering for him. She decided early that morning that she would go meet up with Krum and Allan like Harry had said she should. They had been so nice to her, calming her down, giving her a bunch of Harry's stuff, and making jokes about everything. Eventually they all agreed to try to embarrass him some and ended up making the flag that Viktor was waiving. Every so often the flag would wink and whistle but only when it was pointed at a male student. Allan had even charmed his hat, which she didn't approve of, into a dragon that every so often ate a small harry miniature.

Still even with their help and getting her mind off the subject she had been so nervous. She hadn't bitten her recently painted nails all the way down to where one had even started bleeding. It had made her especially nervous when Beauxbatons champion Fleur come out and casted so many powerful advanced spells but still barely managed with lucky stun spell to get a large enough window to grab the egg. But she had been clawed twice, and her hair burnt a little before she did. Harry though....

He had come out calm as if he had done this a thousand times before. She knew he was even still just playing with the dragon. He could of easily the first time the dragon blew fire just used his spell, but instead he had to show off to the crowd and do whatever the hell he did to get behind the dragon when she clearly saw his body vanish into smoke when the flame hit it. Then instead of keeping the fire into a small ball like he had with her he turned it into a huge ball of swirling flames. He even knew that the flame would only knock back the dragon if anything but he still did it to draw a few oohs and awes she guessed. All the spells he had used... they looked like something an old dark wizard would use, but most of all they looked so powerful. He was so amazing, so gifted, and so powerful.

He had finally grabbed the golden egg. As he raised it above his head the crowd had suddenly came back into reality and erupted with cheers. All around her the Durmstrang section was going wild. A small red haired boy, and Allan both embraced her in celebration hugs as the crowd began to yell chants of "Harry, Harry, Harry." She looked at him. He was bowing and when he came back up his eyes met hers. He gave her a smile and a wink just like the flag before he turned and headed off to the aid station for Madam Pompfrey to check him. Dumbledore announced his time at two minutes and four seconds. That was ten minutes shorter than it had taken Fluer!

She knew as a Hogwarts student she should stay and watch Cedric but she couldn't contain herself. She ran from the stands around the whole stadium to the aid station. She could see him already apparently passing Pompfrey's inspection talking at a railing outside to Fleur.

"Harry!" She yelled as she ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him like she hadn't seen him in years.

"Hermione, goodness you almost knocked me over the railing. What are you doing here you're not to be back here?"

"I'm sorry I just was so worried and I'm so happy you're safe!" She planted a hard wet kiss on his lips.

"The two ov you are too cute." Fleur said, causing her to remember they weren't alone.

"Sorry.." She said feeling a little embarrassed.

"Well thank you for worrying Hermione but ill meet you Allan and Krum when this is done by the ship were all going out to the three broomsticks to celebrate. I don't want you getting in trouble being here, I'll see you in a few ok?

"Ok Harry, see you soon." She gave him another quick peck and made her way back up to the stands. Krum and Allan were so into the tournament they hadn't even noticed she was gone.

By far Cedric had done the worst in the first round. He had tried firstly to just summon the egg drawing laughs from the crowd. Then he tried at least fifty different spells and hexes. Finally after he had been bitten once, stepped on twice, thrown into the stands, and his whole backside burnt he had landed a water casting spell in the dragons mouth causing it choke for a second so he could grab the egg. In the end Harry had obviously won first place and been rewarded the first starting time in the next task, 3 points, and a miniature dragon trophy. Fleur had been given second which meant she got the second starting time for the next task and two points. Cedric who was not there to during the placement announcements had apparently won a week in the medical wing, third starting time, and just one point.

After that Viktor told her that the champions had to stay a bit to answer questions and take pictures so they were going to wait by the ship for him. So they made their way from the stadium to the ship.

"I'm sorry I don't think I've had the pleasure to meet you yet? I'm Hermione." She said to the small red-headed weird looking boy that had been with Viktor and Allan at the stadium and was now waiting with them at the boat.

"Hi Hermione, I am Solemn, Solemn Blue." He said as they shook hands. Something about him felt off, and Solemn Blue? What kind of name was that? It clicked.

"Hello Sirius." She said. Viktor and Allan's jaws dropped and they looked at each other like someone had just been killed.

"Harry didn't lie you truly are a smart witch, so he told you about me huh?" The boy's accent changed into a much older sounding mans.

"Yes he did, next time you might want to go with a different name. A synonym for serious and using another color isn't really clever."

"I thought that was quite a good one, much better than Unsirius White." The boys laughed.

"What are you doing out here in broad daylight. Even disguised if anyone knew."

"I've been doing this for as long as you have been alive Hermione I will be fine. Besides I couldn't not watch my son in the Triwizard tournament." Sirius had called him son. He had said it as easily as if it were true. "Speaking of the smug bastard there he is coming."

Harry walked up getting hugs from Sirius first and his two friends second. He then came to her and wrapped her in a tight hug dipping her as he pressed his lips against hers and even gave her a little tongue.

"Alright make your babies later lets go get a drink and celebrate." The four of them walked towards the carriages. As soon as they got to the spot where Harry had appereated them before Sirius grabbed on to Krum and Allan. "Will see you there" He said with a wink and the three of them vanished.

As Harry grabbed her hand she was expecting to be appereated to Hogsmeade but instead he pulled her roughly towards one of the nicer closed in carriages. He opened the door before and before she knew what was happening he had thrown her in the carriage, locked the doors, and was on top of her kissing her passionately. He had his left hand running up and down her leg every time it reached the top he would reach around and grab her ass. Each time it made her moan into his mouth. With his right hand he had reached his hand under her sweater and bra and was fiercely grabbing her breast and each time one hand squeezed her ass the other was squeezing her nipple.

The sensation was overwhelming. Already after just a few minutes of that she could feel her pussy was soaking her underwear. Without even thinking twice she needed more of him. She wanted him. She moved both of her hands down to the khaki pants he had changed into. She worked the belt he had on. After she had it unbuckled she threw it to the floor of the carriage. She then moved to the button which she quickly unfastened and then undid his zipper. He was starting to squeeze her ass and breasts harder and his tongue was now ferociously fighting hers. She reached down his pants and under his briefs.

As she touched skin his body immediately shook, and he moaned so loud in her mouth. She wrapped her hand around the shaft of his bulging cock. Already it was slightly sticky as she moved her hand up to the head and felt large spots of precum slicking down. It felt huge in her hands. She could feel the veins in it and it twitching each time she moved her hand along it. He was moaning so loud. She wanted to see it. Before she could make a move to take his pants off his hand that had been rubbing her legs was now unbuttoning her jeans. Before she had time to even stroke his cock one more time he had unzipped and pulled her pants down. Immediately once her pants were off his lips left hers and her hands were no longer holding anything.

He moved his head down and before she could even ask what he was doing, the greatest feeling she had ever felt hit her. He had placed his face right in between her legs. She could feel his warm breath as he slipped his tongue in between her pussy lips.

"Oh my fucking god Harry, thattt... feel..s.. sooo...gooood!" Her hips were grinding against his face uncontrollably as she couldn't stop her body from moving. She was in heaven, he apparently had more in mind though as the amount of pleasure she felt doubled as he slipped one finger into her, and placed his other hand right at her clit.

"Holy shit! Fuck Harry! Oh my god! Don't stop, never stop. Ahhh!" His lips were pressed hard against her pussy tracing the outline of each of her folds. His finger was slowing going all the way in and out of her and his other hand was rotating a few fingers right on her clit. The feeling was indescribable. She was moaning so loud that she worried someone in Hogsmeade could hear her. He kept going in the same motion for a minute making her wetter and wetter. She could already see her juices all over both his hands and all over his face. The sight was making her even wetter.

"Harry... Harry... Oh my god... Harry... im. Going. To..."Before she could even finish her body shot a feeling from her pussy all the way through every nerve in her body. She was tingling from head to toe and could feel herself releasing even more of herself into his mouth. She had just had her first orgasm. He wasn't done, he kept at it doing the same motions. She could already tell any second she was going to cum again. "Harry im close already... Fuck me... Fuck me harry. I want you. I need you. Give me your cock Harry, FUCK ME!"

He seemed happy to oblige he stood up and pulled off his pants and briefs. Holy shit she thought to herself. His dick was fucking huge! If his finger had filled her up that much and felt that good... What was that going to feel like? It had to be at least nine inches long and at least two inches thick. He lowered himself onto her and started kissing her again. His dick pressed right at her opening drawing another moan from her. She could taste herself on his tongue and lips. She liked the taste a lot, and it turned her on if possible even more.

"Harry please fuck me, but go slow at first I'm still well..." She was embarrassed to say knowing that he must have had been with plenty of girls.

"A virgin? Hermione I am too. So I don't really know what I'm doing either but I will. I promise."

"Bullshit." He stopped kissing her looking concerned.

"What I promise I will take it slow? You don't believe me?"

"Not that, bullshit you're a virgin. With a body and a dick as big as that. Plus as good as a kisser as you are and you just ate me out like a god!"

"I'm serious Hermione I am!" He kissed her again and pressed his cock harder against her pussy causing her lips to spread a little.

"I still don't believe you but it doesn't matter right now, give me that dick Potter! I want you so bad." God she sounded like a whore. Who was this girl? But she wasn't lying, she guessed she could believe he was virgin if he said so, he did say no more lies. And she did want him more than ever. Accepting her words he kissed her harder. He pressed against her pussy harder too. Finally he reached down and guided the head into her and slowly filled her. She moaned so loud.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT HARRY! YOU'RE COCK IS SO BIG, GOD THAT FEELS SO GOOD." He stopped moving and pushing once he was all the way inside her. She could feel her walls stretching and she felt some pain as she knew he had broken her hymen. The thought of having him inside her quickly took over the pain part though and her body began to again tingle and she could feel herself dripping more. "ok I'm good now harry, go. Fuck me baby."

He began to pull out of her started to slowly reenter her over and over again.

"God Hermione you feel so amazing." He started to kiss her again as he picked up the pace with his thrusts. He began to harder harder each time slam his dick all the way into her. Each time she felt it move inside her it pushed her over the edge.

"Harry I'm cumming again! Ahh!" She came again for the third time as he continued to fuck her hard.

"Hermione.. I'mm.. Close!" He said as now he was thrusting so hard their skin was making loud smacking sounds with each thrust.

"Cum in my mouth Harry! I want all of you, I want to taste you." Not fully believing it herself as the words came out of her mouth. He pumped into her a few more times quickly got up she moved to her knees on the floor and took him into her mouth as he grabbed the back of her head and pushed his dick deep into her mouth. She moved her tongue around the shaft and bobbed her head a few times as deep as she could take it when she felt his cock enlarge, twitch, and then shoot his sperm into her mouth. She continued to move her tongue around and bob her head as he moaned and shot more and more into her throat. When he finally stopped she licked him dry and swallowed all of his cum. Besides a really bitter taste she liked it. God she was a slut now.

The two of them collapsed onto the seat she was now on top of him with his cock once again right by her entrance. They laid there breathing heavy for a few minutes.

"God Hermione I don't even know what to say... That was probably the best thing in my life." She couldn't help but kiss him. They continued to kiss and once again their hands started to roam.

"As amazing as that felt, as big as your dick is, and as much as I want nothing more than to do that until we both die. Sirius and your friends are waiting on us!"

"Oh yea... I forgot... Damnit... I guess you're right. Wait how did you know that was Sirius?"

"You're not the only smart wizard here Harry." They kissed one more time cleaned themselves up then Harry appereated her by grabbing her ass instead of her hand. Of course when they got there everyone made it a point to comment on what took them so long, and why her hair was so bushy now. For the rest of the night they drank, laughed, and her favorite told her all of Harry's embarrassing stories to his disliking. It was the best night of her life by far. Even as much as she wanted more of him when they made their way back to the castle, and as much as she wanted him to come to her room with her. She decided she would let him get some sleep tonight. Besides she knew there would be much... much more time for more. And she really liked the feeling of playing hard to get when he said he could sneak her on to the ship. Leaving him at the gate with nothing more than a kiss, a wink, and a tease grab of his penis through his pants she left him and made her way back to her room.