The Wizard, The Veela, and The Tournament

Disclaimer: Until I find a genie willing to give me 3 wishes, I do not own Harry Potter; anything you recognize is not mine.

AN: This will be a 4th year AU story starting just after the champions were announced.

Harry/Fleur

AN2: I am not abandoning my other story, just putting in on hold until I know what to do with it.

AN3: Harry and Fleur may or may not be bonded, I haven't decided yet.

AN4: I will not do Fleur's accent, you will just have to imagine.

This is rated T because I am a paranoid bastard.

From the Book

French

Normal Speech

Automatically, it seemed, Dumbledore reached out a long had and seized the parchment. He held it out and stared at the name written upon it. There was a long pause, during which Dumbledore stared at the slip in his hands, and everyone in the room stared at Dumbledore. And then Dumbledore cleared his throat and read out-

"Harry Potter."

"Harry Potter!" he called again. "Harry! Up here, if you please!"

"Go on," Hermione whispered, giving Harry a slight push.

"Well … through the door Harry"

Harry simply said, "Don't let anyone leave until after I come back, I have something to say." Dumbledore just nodded. If he was confused by this request, he didn't show it.

As Harry entered the room with the other champions, he realized that someone was probably trying to kill him, again.

When the champions noticed Harry, Cedric asked him why he was there. Harry said, "That thrice-blasted cup spit out my name and now I have to compete in this damn tournament."

As Harry said this, the judges, Snape, and McGonagall entered the room and heard his outburst.

Snape exploded with, "Of course you didn't enter the tournament, it's not like you've ever broken major rules before." Harry asked Dumbledore, "Why is Snape here? I understand the judges being here since they have to, and I understand Professor McGonagall being here because I am in her house, but why Snape? And furthermore, if McGonagall is here, why isn't Professor Sprout here to support Cedric?"

Dumbledore sighed and said, "Professor Snape Harry, and Minerva, Can you go get Pomona for me? Thank you. Now Harry, did you enter yourself in the tournament?" Harry exclaimed, "What? No, if you want proof just stay in the Great Hall to hear what I have to say." Fleur said, but he cannot compete, he is too young!"

Crouch said, "Unfortunately, the rules say he must compete, as it is a magically binding contract if your name comes out of the Goblet." Fleur exclaimed, "But he is just a little boy!"

Harry smirked and said, "My dear Fleur, I have done things in the past three years that many adults can't even claim to do, except maybe that fraud Lockhart."

Cedric smirked and said, "If half the rumors are correct, that is defiantly true." Harry said, "Well, since I haven't heard the rumors, I'll let you decide if they are true."

Fleur burst out, "Will someone please tell me what they are going on about!" Harry said, "Simply put, in my first year, I knocked out a mountain troll, got past a Cerberus, and saved the philosopher stone from Voldemort. In my second year, I escaped a family of acromantulas and killed a basilisk that was under the control of Voldemort. Last year I fought off about a hundred dementors intent on giving me the kiss. So, again, I have done things that would make fully qualified witches and wizards curl up from fear."

Madam Maxime said, "My apologies if I sound rude, but where is your proof?"

Harry said, "Well, of first year I only have the words of my two friends and Dumbledore. Of second year I have the words of my friend Ron and his sister, the sword of Griffondor I killed the basilisk with, and the body under the school." At this Crouch interrupted with, "Wait, you do know you could claim the body as right of combat, didn't you?"

Harry said, "Why no, thank you. I, Harry James Potter, do hereby claim the corpse of the basilisk under the school by right of combat. So mote it be. Thank you . Now where was I, oh yes, proof of the dementors well, EXPECTO PATRONUM!" At this a silver stag burst from Harry's wand, galloped around the room, and disappeared. "Now," Harry said, "I suppose we should be getting back out to the hall, of course not until after tells us that the first task will be on November 24th and that he can't tell us that we will have to get past a dangerous creature to retrieve a clue for the second task, just like every time this blasted tournament took place before." Crouch, still in shock, said, "Of course Mr. Potter, let's go everyone."

"Now," Harry said, "I have things to say in the Great Hall, so let's be off."

Once the group returned to the Great Hall, Harry announced, "I know all of you think I entered this thrice blasted tournament myself, well to disprove that oh-so-stupid theory: I, Harry James Potter, do hereby swear upon my life and my magic that I neither put my name in the Goblet of Fire nor did I ask anyone to do it for me. So mote it be."

After this Malfoy, being the prat he is shouted, well prove you aren't lying." Harry responded with, "Well, I'm not dead, and look, lumos, well, it would seem like my magic still works too. Now, I will support Cedric, as he is school champion, but I'm still going to do my best. Whichever bastard who put my name in will be sorry. You can all go to bed now."

After everyone left, Harry pulled Fleur aside. "Fleur, I'm sorry I acted all angry at you, but you gave me the perfect opportunity to tell the bastards at the ministry what goes on at Hogwarts."

After Fleur got over the shock of Harry speaking French, she replied, "That's alright, when did you learn French?" Harry laughed and whispered, "I started learning Latin when I found out I'd be learning magic, and I started learning French when I found out that Hogwarts wasn't the only magic school. Nobody else knows, because I don't trust Dumbledore. Ron and Hermione, well it turns out they are on Dumbledore's payroll. Ron is supposed to keep my grades down by distracting me while Hermione is supposed to seduce my using love potions. Pity no forms of mind control affect me. I am immune to love potions, the imperius curse, and Veela allure. It was annoying having to act like an idiot to keep up appearance at the World Cups. I am also a natural occlumens, but I keep my shields down so I don't alert Dumbles or Snape. Once Dumb-as-a-door realizes he can't control me, I will need to transfer schools. Hogwarts won't be safe anymore, not that it ever has been. Anyway, I need to speak to Madame Maxime, so let's go to your carriage."

After this, Fleur asked, "Why are you telling me this, you barely know me?" Harry responded, "Well I'm not sure but I feel like I can trust you." And thus the duo returned to the carriage.

A/N: I planned this idea out at National Jamboree. I am just that awesome. I'm not all that happy with this chapter, but I promised to have it up by today so… Anyway, review or I might have to crucio you. You have been warned.

-dragonMSTR