A Hope through time/ Hope Mikaelson in hp and teen wolf

The Hogwarts students had the day off from schoolwork, thanks to the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Hope met up with Daphne in the morning for their run around the Black Lake. The girls gave a polite wave to the Durmstrang students who were awake and walking around on the hull of the ship as they watched them do laps.

"I feel slightly uncomfortable with them watching us." Daphne murmured as she ran beside Hope.

Hope grunted as she jumped over a large stone along the trail. "Me too. But I'm used to ignoring the stares from my old school. Eventually they'll stop finding us so interesting. In the meantime let's just continue our training."

Daphne looked back over to the skip with a disbelieving look on her face before turning back to look at Hope without a single change of her expression, the blonde arched her eyebrow the best she could as she followed Hope up the hill towards the Whomping Willow.

Hope peered behind her and saw the unimpressed look of her Mate's face and laughed as she ducked under a swinging branch. The blonde shook her head in exasperation before she felt the air shudder around her and jumped as a different branch tried to take out her legs.

"Stupid agility training…" Daphne mumbled under her breath.

The girls moved away from the Willow, walking back into the castle and into their common room. The Emrys pair scanned the area realising that they were alone, the rest of the Slytherin students were enjoying their long weekend.

Hope took Daphne's hand in one of hers and gently guided the blonde into her room and shut the door behind her. Myrddin thrilled as the girls started kissing before rolling his onyx orbs as he flamed away. Alexandria was still napping on her perch making little whistling snores, ignoring everything happening around her.

The light auburn haired girl smiled as she started stripping out of her workout clothes, throwing them into a corner before she pulled off Daphne's clothes as the other girl smiled and raised her arms up when asked and stepped out of her pants and panties.

"So beautiful." Came the unfiltered praise from the Tribrid.

Daphne hummed as she pushed Hope towards the bathroom and turned on the taps, as they waited the two shared a vast array of kisses and trailing their hands all over the other's body. When the water finally became warm enough Daphne pulled the Tribrid into the shower with her and they stopped their more lustrous activities to wash off all the sweat from their run.

Hope lathered up her hands with some lemongrass scented soap and washed every inch of Daphne's skin, letting the scent seeping to the blonde's pores. Daphne smiled as she closed her eyes and leaned up against the wall, relaxing, as her Mate bought the same items that she used in the shower since Hope wanted Daphne to feel at home, no matter where she was.

Hope took her time washing her Mate but didn't overly leer at her or tease the blonde as her hands trailed lovingly over the blonde's lean and toned body.

Once the Tribrid was done washing her lover, Hope returned the soap to the caddy and Daphne picked up the frangipani smelling bar of soap and a washcloth before she gently ran the soaped up washcloth across Lady Emrys body, cleansing her of the smell of dirt, a light sheen of sweat and the excess smell of flowers from sitting so close to Fleur.

"Replacing the smell of one flower with another? Isn't that a little pretentious?" Daphne smirked under the rain of water.

Hope gave a half-hearted glare at the blonde.

"As much as lavender and jasmine are a lovely combination, it doesn't mix well with the dirt and sweat." Hope answered before a wicked smirk came across her face, "Besides, she'll probably sit next to me later today. So it's not like the smell will leave me for long."

Daphne clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth before she kneeled in front of Hope, dropping the washing items from her hands to the wet tiled floor.

"Maybe I'll be the one to be scent-marked by the Veela? What would you think of that?" The blonde murmured as she licked a stroke along Hope's core causing the girl to shudder into Daphne's face and placing her hands on the blonde's head, threading her fingers through wet locks of dark blonde hair.

"Fucking hell Daph!" Hope elongated her nails and lightly clawed at Daphne's scalp, "Keep going?"

The blonde groaned at Hope's words and the feeling of her girlfriends claws, gently massaging her head. Daphne instead chose to tease her lover first by whispering, "Which part darling? Playing with you like this?" Daphne insinuated as she inserted 2 fingers into Hope swiftly and effortlessly causing Hope to moan as she braced herself against the cold tiles.

"Or do you want me to keep teasing you? Mentioning how wet you are at the mere thought of me being covered in Fleur's delicate scent? Or do you just enjoy being naked around me?"

"For fuck sake, Daph please fuck me!" Hope pleaded as she thrusted her hips down on Daphne's fingers wantonly.

"Answer the question first, Hope." Daphne demanded.

Hope whined as Daphne used her other hand to hold Hope to the cold wall.

"Daph." Hope growled out in frustration, her eyes beginning to glow gold, "Stop teasing me or I will pin you to this wall and keep you there while I tease you into oblivion."

Daphne considered her options for a moment before leaning forward and sucking Hope's clit into her mouth as she began to piston her fingers in and out of Hope. The speed that Daphne was using would be absolutely reckless, unless the person being fucked was incredibly wet or well lubricated, which Hope certainly was.

The blonde tightened her grip on Hope's hip, digging her nails into her girlfriend as Hope shuddered above her.

"Good girl Daph. Fuck you're so good at that." The copper haired girl praised the blonde in between her legs.

"And for your information," Hope gasped suddenly as Daphne struck a sensitive spot, "You are always enough to get me going. But the inclusion of Fleur just makes life a little sweeter. Because maybe I can get her to fuck you while you eat me out. What a sight that would be? Wouldn't you agree love?"

Daphne moaned as she applied her magic into her fingers and tongue, making them so cold that there was literal frost steaming off of the blonde. Hope gasped, throwing her head back against the tiles, cracking the ceramic, "Fucking hell!"

Hope screamed Daphne's name as she came undone over the Pureblood Princess' face and fingers as the Tribrid threaded her fingers through honey blonde locks. Hope tightened her grip, holding Daphne in place as the blonde forced out another climax from her lover.

The auburn haired girl pulled Daphne away from her core slowly as she tried to catch her breath. "That's a good girl Daph. Thank you for that. I really needed a good release."

Daphne blushed as she leaned against Hope's hands and whimpered loudly. Hope smirked as she cradled the blonde's face and raised her hands, helping Daphne to her feet before pushing Daphne back against the tiles where the Tribrid's head had broken the wall.

Hope brought her hand up to the pale girl's chest and pressed her Mate back against the cold tiles, holding her there. Hope's other hand rested on the wall and whispered, "Repairo." Causing the tile to fix itself near instantly.

Hope leaned over the blonde's shoulder and tilted her head up to reach her lover's ear. "I'm fairly certain I told you not to use your ice powers during sex before." Daphne shivered in eager anticipation as she tried to find purchase on the smooth tile behind her to keep herself steady.

Hope's eyes shone brightly as her wolf came to the forefront of her mind bringing all the possessive and dominant traits to the surface. A growl rumbled through Hope's throat, "Stay."

Daphne's knees went weak at the command and she let out a whimper as she became completely pliant against the wall with a nod to her overly possessive girlfriend.

A large wolfish grin stretched across Hope's face. Hope's magic flared against Daphne's body causing the blonde to collapse back into the wall with a thud, letting out an incredibly loud and pleasured moan as thousands of telekinetic bites nibbled all over the Emrys Consort's body.

The grin on Hope's face never left as she magically lifted the other girl up the wall and pinned the blonde so Hope's eyes were levelled with Daphne's wet centre. Hope continued to flare her magic before roughly inserting 3 fingers into the blonde.

Daphne screamed as she came around her girlfriend's fingers blurting out, "I'm sorry Hope! I won't--," Another brutal thrust stopped Daphne short as she groaned at the excessive pleasure the Tribrid was giving her.

"Holy shit! Fuck me more! Please Hope. I won't use ice magic on you unless you want me to."

The only reply the blonde received was a deep rumble, acknowledging her submission as Hope opened her mouth wide showcasing her elongated canines before sinking them deeply into the Greengrass girl's femoral artery.

Daphne moaned as she felt her body shut down to the intense orgasm that Hope managed to summon from the blonde's heated core.

The next time Daphne blinked her eyes to regain her bearing, she noted that she was no longer in the shower but spread out blissfully on Hope's bed. Watching tiredly as her girlfriend slid on her white school shirt, letting it hang open as she turned around to face Daphne once Hope's hearing picked up the change in her lover's heartbeat.

"I hope someone enjoyed their rest." Hope smirked at her.

Daphne fell back into the bed as she murmured loud enough for supernatural ears, "Asshole."

Hope walked over to her bed, sitting on the edge as she leaned over Daphne's naked body trailing one hand along the smooth skin, caressing her.

"Now, now. No need to be so rude." The Tribrid jokingly announced as she started trailing kisses from Daphne's navel, up the valley of the blonde's generous breasts and sucking hickeys into Daphne's ticklish neck.

Daphne tried to squirm away from Hope once the auburn haired girl left the area between her breasts, knowing what came next. The blonde giggled uncontrollably as she attempted to pull and push at Hope's head and shoulders but it had no effect on the other girl.

Hope moved at her own pace abandoning Daphne's neck after what seemed to be a few very long seconds so she could nip lightly at the blonde's defined jaw before moving to Daphne's lips to kiss her properly and all consuming.

Hope broke the kiss by standing up to move back into the centre of her room to button up her school shirt as she stood dressed in a white sports bra and in her grey school skirt. "Come on love. Time to move your cute ass. Breakfast isn't going to serve itself."

Daphne rolled her ice coloured eyes at her girlfriend before slowly rising to a sitting position as she groaned at the ache in her body.

"Sweet Merlin, what did you do to me?" Daphne moaned half heartedly as she loved how pleasurably sore she was in all the right places.

Another cheeky grin came across Hope's face but instead of answering she continued getting ready. Since third year, the dress code for the students has become slightly more lenient, allowing the students to apply their own little style to the uniform.

Hope generally wore the grey school skirt through most of the school year, except during the days she knew it would be snowing as well as her Duelling class and Hogsmeade trips. On these days she either wore the black school trousers or waist-high jeans. Hope had no issues wearing a button up shirt as she always wore one at the Salvatore school usually matched with a short sleeved sweater.

Hope reached over to her dresser and lifted the green and silver tie off the top, loosely draping it along the back of her neck before the tie started to magically move to tie itself as Hope walked back over to her Consort offering her a hand up.

Daphne watched as the green and silver article completed its last knot before neatly folding itself under the sweater Hope was wearing, completing the look. Daphne blinked a couple of times before focusing on Hope's hand before placing her own in it, allowing the Tribrid to pull her to her feet.

Once the blonde was on her feet she rotated her neck and shoulders feeling some muscles and bones pop causing Daphne to moan slightly before she murmured a spell under her breath. Almost instantly Daphne was dressed in her school clothes as she decided to learn the dressing spell Hope had used in the past to get dressed instantly.

The blonde girl was dressed similarly to Hope but forewent the sweater as she never needed it since she never got cold.

Daphne groaned lightly as she walked to the door. "I hate that we have to leave this room. Can't we just have a room to ourselves?"

Hope shrugged her shoulders. "Technically I think we can once the school knows we're betrothed. But that would mean Tracey would be the only one without a roommate and she is your best friend." Hope replied honestly as she reached over to the dresser again to retrieve the bone blade that Susan gave her and strapped it to her thigh.

The blonde sighed longingly, "Yeah. I probably shouldn't leave her to fend for herself in this cesspool of bigoted idiots."

"No you shouldn't." Hope chuckled back at her Mate as she opened her door slowly.

"Besides, it's not like you can't enter my room in the middle of the night if you get lonely." The Tribrid muttered under her breath so no one but Daphne could hear her.

The girls reached the Great Hall with plenty of time to spare to eat a full breakfast before all the food disappeared at 8:30am on the dot. The Professors had requested for all the students to stand so they could rearrange the set-up in the Great Hall for the Goblet of Fire.

Placing the large goblet in the centre of the room and erecting the age-line again once they moved the cup.

The tables were pushed back against the walls along the Great Hall and transfigured into stands for the students to watch as competitors placed their names into the cup. The majority of the Hogwarts students chose to sit on the bottom few rows so they were able to cheer and make bets on the students they hoped would be chosen as Champion.

Hope decided that she didn't need to be close to the cup to enter and chose to sit in the back row. Daphne and Tracey joined her in the back due to there not being enough seating for the entire school body.

Hope had politely clapped as each competitor from each school dropped their name into the Goblet of Fire and the blue flame accepted each slip of parchment placed into it.

Once Fleur had placed her name into the Goblet of Fire she made her way up the stands and sat next to Hope, sharing a smile with the Duelling Champions.

Hope was doing some light reading for Ancient Runes before a loud commotion drew her attention out of her studies. Fred and George Weasley had finally arrived to make their attempt to place their names into the alight blue flame of eternal glory.

The boys held up their ageing potions that they proudly created and the Gryffindors erupted in cheers except for one very exasperated 4th year in Gryffindor girl.

"That's never going to work." Hermione stated obviously to the boys.

Fred and George came up to either side of Hermoine and draped themselves over her shoulders, "And why is that?" The Weasley twins asked with a smirk on their faces.

Hermione sighed and closed her book. She pointed at the age-line. "You see that line? It was drawn by Professor Dumbledore to keep any magic out. There's no way a man like Professor Dumbledore didn't think of something as simple as an ageing potion."

The twins looked at each other for a moment before shrugging, "But that's the thing." Fred started.

"This will work." George continued.

"Because it is so simple and dimwitted."

"That not even Dumbledore would've thought of this."

Hope snorted softly at the twins bantering before calling out, "Forge! Gred!"

The twins stalled their actions at the sound of their names being mixed together by the usually stealthy Slytherin girl.

"Miss Mikaelson." Fred bowed dramatically.

George placed his hand over his heart as he continued, "Slytherin of our heart."

"How may we be of service to you on this wonderful day?" They questioned together with a cheerful grin on their faces.

A lot of Hogwarts students all looked at the proceedings in absolute shock at the playful banter between the Muggleborn Slytherin and two Gryffindor pranksters.

Hope just rolled her eyes at the twins before calling out, " I bet 5 sickles I can get my name into that Goblet faster than you can."

The crowd, mainly the Gryffindors all made an 'ooo'ing sound as they turned to face the Weasley's to see what their comeback would be. Instead of something insulting being said the boys parted and held out their arms towards the Goblet of Fire, "I'll take that bet."

Hope heard Hermione groan in the front row. "Seriously! Does no one listen to me?"

Hope chuckled as she opened her notebook and wrote down her name and school on a piece of parchment as she replied to the exasperated Gryffindor girl. "Oh I listened. Both to what Dumbledore said and what you've reiterated, Hermione."

Hope looked over to Daphne and grinned at her, causing the blonde to furrow her eyes as Hope scrunched up the piece of parchment in her hand into a ball, turning her attention back to the Gryffindor genius. "No one under the age of 18 can enter the age-line and no magic can cross it."

Hope threw her scrunched up ball in a graceful arch, watching as it made its way past the age-line and landed into the Goblet of Fire. The blue flame flared slightly as it accepted the new name that was placed into the cup.

The entire Hall was silent as they watched a 4th year student put her name into the Goblet of Fire. Everyone was stunned. Students from Hogwarts, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were all staring at the cup in disbelief. Hermione's jaw dropped in absolute shock.

The teachers still in the Great Hall sputtered as they tried to comprehend what they saw. McGonnagall almost fainted while Flitwick just blinked slowly, knowing Hope was going to attempt to place her name in but not believing it would be that easy.

Hope actually groaned aloud as the piece of paper was accepted. "I wasn't actually expecting that to work. Really?" Hope complained before groaning under her breath, "This is ridiculous."

The coppery auburn haired girl stood up, walked down off the stands before coming to a stop in front of the Weasley twins and held out a hand.

The red headed twins blinked as they saw Hope in front of them, they both reached into their pockets pulling out 5 sickles each and placing them into her hand before shouting, "All hail the great Hope Mikaelson!" The twins scrunched up their own names before tossing them into the sapphire flame.

As the names were accepted they moved back slightly so they could drop to their knees and bow to the Slytherin girl. "All hail the new messiah!"

Hope groaned loudly, turning on her heel and walking away out of the Great Hall not before hearing Daphne blurt out, "What the actual fuck!?" To either Fleur or Tracey. Hope didn't know which but the sound of roaring laughter followed as Hope left. Hope could hear Astoria and Luna cracking themselves laughing.

Hope shook her head in disappointment as she walked up to the 4th floor to join Sheda to help with some runes. Hope entered the room without so much as a knock as Sheda has learned to sense Hope's aura and vampiric nature, so she will always know when Hope is coming to see her.

"Hi Hope. I'm surprised you're not in the Great Hall." Sheda mentions as her eyes are focused completely on the rune in front of her.

Hope just groaned as she sat down in front of Sheda and dropped her head heavily onto the table, creating a loud bang and causing a lot of items on Sheda's desk to rattle from the impact.

Sheda stopped what she was doing and placed the runestone far away from herself as she could feel the restless energy coming off the Tribrid.

"That bad?" The part Vampire asked cautiously.

No more than 3 seconds later Daphne enters the room and snaps her fingers erecting one of Hope's barrier spells that her girlfriend taught her over the Summer. "What the fuck was that Hope?" Came the incredulous question.

Sheda stood up and motioned to her private space. "Should I leave?"

The part Vampire took a step back as the excessive magic from both girls almost knocked her on her ass.

Hope shook her head. "I wasn't expecting that to work!" Hope replied in disbelief as she looked over to her girlfriend.

"A part of you must have thought that would work otherwise you wouldn't have tried it!" Daphne shouted back.

"But it was so stupid. How did no one else come up with that solution?" Hope questioned near silently to herself.

Before Daphne was able to continue a loud piercing whistle interrupted them. Hope groaned then glared at Sheda at the loud noise while Daphne looked over to the Ancient Runes professor with an unimpressed expression.

"Okay. Now what the hell are you two talking about?" Sheda demanded as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Hope pursed her lips together tightly before shaking her head slightly as she looked over to Daphne. Daphne bit her bottom lip hard, nearly drawing blood before admitting with a disgruntled tone. "Hope entered herself into the Tri-Wizard Tournament."

Sheda's eyes widened in shock. "What?... How?"

Hope banged her head onto the table again with a groan as she called out loudly against the table. "I physically threw a piece of parchment with my name on it into the Goblet. Think basketball or any type of sport really that includes a ball. Shoot for the net or goal. Apparently that same could be said for the Tri-Wizard Tournament."

Sheda's jaw dropped as Hope explained what happened. "I know I shouldn't be surprised. But still what the hell Hope?"

Hope grumbled into the table while Daphne shook her head in second hand embarrassment for Hope. "I kinda wish I stayed to see Dumbledore's reaction to how you got your name into the running."

Hope snorted loudly and lifted her head up. "Yeah that would've been fun to see. Maybe Myrddin or Alexandria will share that memory with us."

Daphne grinned before a curious look came across her face. "Hang on. You just showed every student how to enter their names into the Goblet of Fire. How can you be so sure your name will come out?"

Hope pulled out the Emrys Codex before opening the book to the bookmarked page she kept on the Goblet of Fire and turned the book around to Daphne.

"Simple. The Goblet of Fire looks for 3 requirements: 1. The students' magical power." Daphne and Sheda shared a look basically stating that Hope has that requirement ticked off easily.

"2. Character. The type of person the student is. The Goblet wants an honourable game where the competitors don't cheat to win."

Daphne looked slightly worried at this requirement as some people would state that Hope was cheating due to her Legendary status or literally being more powerful. But Daphne also discounted her worries once she recalled how hard Hope was trying to blend in and only used a small percentage of her magic so she wouldn't call attention to herself.

"3. It searches each candidate's aura from their writing to find who would put on the best performance."

Daphne scoffs as she looks at Hope without a single doubt in her mind. "You knew if you put your name in, no one else would be able to beat you in at least 2 of those 3 categories. Very devious darling."

Hope smirks, "Well I am a Slytherin and a Mikaelson. If I didn't learn how to anticipate the obstacles I'm faced with, I wouldn't be such a deadly adversary to go up against. Ask the Hollow or Malivore or any of the monsters I've gone up against." The light auburn haired girl lets out a fake gasp, "Oh wait. You can't. Because I killed all of them."

"Anybody ever mentioned that you are one scary teenager to be around?" Sheda remarks in equal parts fear and respect.

Hope shrugs nonchalantly as she picks up the Emrys Codex, shrinking it and putting it back into the pocket at her side pulls out her notebook and Ancient Runes textbook out from her folder before settling into the desk in front of her as she wanted to focus on something else.

The other two women blinked at the Tribrid before pulling out some of their own equipment and following the powerful time travellers' example, however Daphne did grab a cup to fill with her blood to give to the Professor before they fully committed to their work.

The two Slytherin students didn't leave the Ancient Runes classroom until dinner and since it was the Hallowe'en Feast, everybody had to attend. Although that wasn't the main reason everyone showed up to this Hallowe'en Feast. No, they were here to watch the Champions be picked for the Tri-Wizard Tournament.

Hope sat at the end of the Slytherin table closest to the Professors table as Fleur joined her yet again to which Hope arched an eyebrow at the French girl.

"What? This is the most isolated table to which everyone avoids. It's practically a sanctuary for me, even if you aren't using that powerful ward you still manage to keep the masses away from me." Fleur remarked with a grateful smile.

Hope rolled her eyes before snatching another beignet off of Fleur's plate. Fleur just shook her head slightly as she pushed the plate filled with the French pastry in front of Hope. "For God's sake! I got the entire plate for you. No need to steal them away so quickly."

Hope stepped chewing and looked down to the plate then back up to the Veela with her signature Mikaelson smirk.

"Thank you, love." The light auburn haired mumbled quietly, almost copying her father's exact mannerisms as she moved the plate between them.

Fleur blushed slightly as she tapped her fingers on the table rhythmically as she stared at Hope with an expectant gaze. Hope was trying to ignore the stares that she felt from all corners of the Great Hall but eventually sighed, placing down her pastry before murmuring, "What?" to the alluring woman sitting next to her.

"You said you were going to enter the tournament." Fleur stated and Hope just stared at the Veela with a deadpan look on her face and hummed almost mockingly at the other girl.

Fleur rolled her metallic silver eyes at the powerful 4th year girl. "So, how did you know that tossing the paper in would work?"

Hope sighed, "I was hoping it wouldn't work. The fact it did worries me dramatically." The Tribrid admitted solemnly.

"If I could find out a way around the restrictions. What stops someone else from screwing with the cup?" Hope asked regretfully.

Fleur opened her mouth to reply but she couldn't actually come up with a good response, considering Hope had a point. She got around the restrictions and it didn't even look like she was trying.

"I suppose nothing." Fleur turned to face Hope as the food disappeared off the table.

"That is highly concerning." Fleur mentioned with a frown on her immaculate face that didn't belong there.

Hope grunted her acceptance as the Headmaster of Hogwarts made his way over to the Goblet of Fire and the entire room went quiet as the students awaited for the names of their Champions to be called out.

"Well I hope that everyone enjoyed the feast that was provided for this evening's meal." Dumbledore announced cheerfully as she stood beside the Goblet of Fire and drew his wand and waved it at the ornament, causing the fire to flare red as it shot out a piece of paper into the air.

"Although I know how anxiously you have all been waiting for your Champions to be named. So without any further waiting, let's begin." The grandfatherly man caught the parchment between two fingers before pulling the folded paper carefully apart.

"Our first Champion from Durmstrang is Viktor Krum!"

Cheers erupted from all 3 schools as the Bulgarian Seeker was chosen for the Tri-Wizard Tournament. The students who weren't outwardly cheering were still clapping enthusiastically, even Hope clapped in congratulations.

Viktor had done a fist pump when his name was called and stood up from further down the Slytherin table to make his way confidently to the stage and accepting the piece of parchment from the Hogwarts Headmaster and following his instructions to head into the Antechamber.

Once the door closed behind him the cheers quietened down mostly, except for a few more loud whistles from the die-hard Quidditch fans like Ron, Sheamus and Dean.

The next sheet of paper was spat out and twirled down gracefully and somehow the entire audience knew that the next Champion called would be from Beauxbatons.

Dumbledore plucked the slow falling parchment out of the air before unfurling it and calling out, "Your second Champion from Beauxbaton. Fleur Delacour!"

Hope shared a sideways glance with Fleur and clapped with a genuine smile on her face as the Veela blinked once in surprise and shock before collecting herself. Fleur used Hope as a support as she placed a hand on Hope's right shoulder and pushed herself up to a standing position.

But Fleur apparently had to make an impression on the Tribrid so she trailed her finger delicately along Hope's jaw without holding back her powers. Somehow this caused most of the crowd to swoon as they felt the powerful effect of Fleur's allure. Hope half-heartedly glared after the older woman while rolling her eyes and shooing the other girl towards the stage, causing the quarter-Veela to let out a musical laughter.

The crowd sighed happily as Fleur allure hit them.

As Fleur made her way into the Antechamber, Hope shook her head with a playful smile on her face as she channelled her thoughts to Daphne. 'Well. That must be some powerful allure if she basically affected everyone in the room.'

A snort sounded in Hope's mind, 'No kidding. I had to actually physically restrain Tracey so she wouldn't profess her love for Fleur.'

Hope covered her mouth as she let out a small giggle at Daphne's words, but she was distracted when Dumbledore actually spluttered on the stage and glared directly at Hope.

Hope pursed her lips together to strangle her laughter at the outraged look on the Headmaster's face as he called out, "Hope Mikaelson!"

It was so quiet in the Great Hall that you could literally hear Dumbledore grinding his teeth together in anger, however that didn't last long as the Weasley twins bursted out laughing so hard and uncontrollably that they both fell off their seats landing with a solid thud on the ground. As soon as the twins hit the stone floor the student body managed to regain their senses and began to laugh, potentially believing that the twins were laughing because they were able to pull off their prank on the Muggleborn Slytherin.

Dumbledore was not impressed in the slightest as Hope stood up and walked up to the podium to collect her piece of paper with a completely stoic look on her face, trying to channel her inner Daphne.

"Miss Mikaelson." Came the disappointed voice from the Headmaster, "How did your name come to be in the Goblet of Fire? Did you threaten another student to place your name in?"

Hope locked eyes with the Headmaster and she felt the Legilimens attempt Dumbledore tried to perform on Hope, but instead of entering her mind like he expected, the Headmaster's probe hit a brick wall in the Muggleborn Witch's mind.

Dumbledore groaned almost inaudibly as he was thrown out violently from the young girl's mind.

Hope decided to ignore the illegal Legilimens attempt and glared at the Headmaster.

"No. I entered my own name into the Goblet of Fire." The coppery auburn haired girl declared loudly and clearly for all to hear. "And if you wish to validate my words, ask nearly anyone in the room, or better yet, just ask Professor McGonnagall since she literally saw me throw my name into the Goblet."

Dumbledore blinked slowly as he repeated the word in confusion. "Throw?"

Hope nodded her head slowly in mirth as Professor McGonnagall cleared her throat from behind the staff table.

"She's telling the truth, Albus. Miss Mikaelson entered her own name and showed all the other Hogwarts students how to bypass the age-line." The stern Gryffindor Head of House shook her head in apparent disdain as she proclaimed with unconcealed anger as she looked at Dumbledore.

"She tricked the age-line by throwing the damn thing in! How could you be so blind not to notice such a simple loophole! Now the poor girl has to compete or lose her magic."

Before Dumbledore or Snape could even suggest for Hope not to compete as to strip her of her magic… maybe… The Tribrid isn't actually sure what would happen since magic is literally a part of every cell in her body. Being part-Vampire, part-Werewolf and part-Witch makes it extremely difficult to predict what can actually happen to her.

"I am competing in this Tournament." Hope stared daggers at both Dumbledore and Snape, "And there's nothing you can do to stop me. The Goblet of Fire has accepted me as one of the Champions, so you have no legal right to remove me from the Tournament without my say so since it is my name written in the magical contract. Not yours."

Before the Headmaster was able to reply to Hope, he noticed that the Slytherin students' gaze was focused on something behind him and turned around to witness the Goblet of Fire ready to spit out another name from it's confines.

The new piece of paper shot out of the cup and fell towards Hope who snatched it out of the air and unfolding it. Hope groaned loudly as she read the name on the piece of paper before taking her own name and exchanging it for the new name that just came out of the Goblet.

Dumbledore let out a painful groan as he called out a fourth well-known name, "Harry Potter."

Hope watched as Harry shrunk into himself, filling with dread as Hermione pulled Harry up to make his way down to the stage to join Dumbledore and Hope.

The Tribrid also saw the look of contempt enter Ronald Weasley eyes and he took on a very visible hate-face as he glared angrily at Harry's back. Hope mentally shook her head wondering how Harry didn't see just how poisonous that boy's friendship really is but recalled that Harry never had any friends until he came to Hogwarts.

So the poor boy didn't know that how he and Ronald are together didn't show any friendship goals coming from Ron the entire time they've been friends.

Harry finally made it up to the podium and Headmaster Dumbledore offered Harry his piece of paper angling his head towards the Antechamber.

Hope sighed, walking over to Harry and offering a hand to him. "You know you really should just find a way to skip Hallowe'en Harry. The day seems to hate you."

Harry took Hope's hand and she led him out of the Great Hall. "When you figure out how to skip a day let me know and I'll take you up on that. Bloody hell I hate Hallowe'en!" Harry complained softly as Hope opened the door and shut it behind them.

Fleur was the first to notice the two new arrivals and furrowed her brows at them. "What's going on?"

"Remember how I mentioned, how easy it would be to mess with the Goblet of Fire?" Hope replied with a displeased look on her face and Fleur's eyes widened. "Welcome our fourth Champion. The sad thing is I don't think Harry put his own name into the Goblet. He was terrified when his name came out."

"I didn't." Harry whispered quietly into the room.

Hope's face lost all it's hard edges as she looked over to Harry with pity in her eyes. "I believe you Harry."

Viktor and Fleur watched the interaction with thoughtful expressions before the door was practically blasted off its hinges as Dumbledore, Snape, McGonnagall, Madame Maxine, Karkaroff, Ludo Bagman, Crouch Sr and 'Professor Moody' entered the room.

Before a single word could be spoken Dumbledore moved over to Harry and pushed him against a wall screaming at the 14 year old boy. "DID YOU OR DID YOU NOT PUT YOUR NAME INTO THE GOBLET OF FIRE?!"

Hope's jaw dropped at the scene, not believing that a teacher much less the Headmaster physically abusing a student. Thankfully Professor McGonnagall put a stop to this fairly quickly as Harry shouted back his response of 'No! I didn't!"

Hope didn't realise but Fleur was watching her reactions very closely and reading her magic when it flared as soon as Dumbledore put a hand on Harry. Fleur was able to read emotions pretty easily but Hope was usually very difficult to read, but right now, the Flamel Heir and Lady Emrys was practically showcasing her entire life to her. Fleur believed Hope when the other girl said that Harry didn't put his name into the cup.

"Do you know how a 4th student has been made a Champion?" Fleur questioned curiously at the Ministry officials Bagan and Crouch.

The two men shrugged, whereas the scarred man with the mechanical eye took the piece of paper from Harry for a second and read the information on the paper. "It appears that there is another school name on this piece of parchment."

Hope continued as she caught onto the 'Moody's' train of thought. "Four schools. Four Champions."

The new DADA teacher pointed at Hope, "Exactly!"

The twitchy eye zoomed over to Harry before 'Moody' was able to turn to face the Gryffindor student. A quick flicker of 'Moody's' tongue flashed out to lick his lip. "You could always choose to opt out Potter." The Professor suggested with a slight grin.

Although Dumbledore was quick to stop that thought process. "I'm afraid Mr Potter must compete. His name came out of the Goblet of Fire and he is placed in a magical contract, just like the rest of the students."

Harry blinked in confusion before leaning over to Hope attempting to whisper but not lowering his voice low enough. "Hang on. I thought that Professor Dumbledore was trying to get you to opt out of this Tournament but once I try, I'm not allowed? How's that fair?"

Hope snorted before replying with scorn coating her voice. "That's because Dumbledore wants you to stay at Hogwarts and he wants me to leave."

"But why? You're possibly the smartest student here. I mean, I love Hermione, but except for that first year, you've been ranked first in the year and it seems that you're not even trying. You're a Duelling Champion. You brew perfect potions that even Snape tries to copy."

"Watch it, Potter!" Came the drawl from the Potions Master but Harry ignored him.

"You brought me back to life somehow after Voldemort's shade killed me in first year. You managed to magically shove a 60 foot Basilisk back into a wall leaving a massive crack. You're the one that pulled Gryffindor's sword from the Sorting Hat. And I feel that during our third year you were in the woods when the Demetors tried to suck out Sirius's soul as well as my own."

Hope clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth as she heard all the things that Harry knew she affected in her time here at Hogwarts.

Instead of replying to Harry's rant the Tribrid smirks at Harry before mouthing quietly, 'You love Hermione?' to which The-Boy-Who-Lived blushed visibly. This caused Fleur to let out a silent chuckle behind her hand, trying to stay professional under the gaze of her Headmistress who found the whole experience bizarre.

Hope looked over to Crouch with a glare. "So Crouch. Just confirming. Do Harry and I have to compete in this as-of-age Tournament?"

Harry's eyes widened as he heard exactly how Hope phrased her question and stared at Crouch awaiting the answer after Hope gave him a look telling him to be quiet.

Crouch sighed heavily before nodding. "Yes. Both Mr Potter and Miss Mikaelson must compete in the Tri-Wizard Tournament."

Hope shared a look with Harry and grinned as Fleur looked over to the two Hogwarts students with questionable eyes, wondering what they were up to but when Hope looked at her as shook her head lightly mouthing the word 'later' to her Fleur decided to stay quiet.

The Champions were told that the First Task would test their courage and will be held on the 24th of November before being dismissed.

Hope and Harry seemingly disappeared after the meeting. Hope gave Harry a light whack on the shoulder, scolding him for bringing attention to her by stating that she was with him either directly or indirectly during his end of year adventures. But she forgave him quickly, knowing that Harry only said those things because he cared.

The two Hogwarts Champions made plans to head to Gringotts tomorrow so they could show the Goblins that Harry will be classified as an as-of-age Wizard meaning he'll be able to emancipate himself and take up the Head of House ring for the Most Ancient and Noble House Potter. Harry will also be able to enter his family vault and finally be able to read his parents' wills, hopefully also finding proof to help exonerate Sirius.

Almost one full week after the Champions were named both Hope and Harry have been belittled by the Slytherins for cheating to enter the Tournament. Harry has been practically kicked to the curb by his own friends so he chooses to hang around Hope more and in turn this puts him in the same circle Hope stays in with Susan, Hannah, Neville, Padma and recently Su Li.

Hope suggested to Harry to hide the Head of House ring for a month so no one will challenge Harry's claim for emancipation and force him to return to his horrible relatives again. To which Harry readily agrees without any fuss.

There was a Hogsmeade day the weekend after Hallowe'en but Daphne was unable to get away from her friends today and Hope needed a break from all the stupid ridicules from the school so she apparated away, ending up in New Orleans, her home.

Hope let out an exhausting sigh as her magic pulsed slightly, releasing some of her excess magic smoothly. But Hope flinched suddenly as her magic touched something familiar. Without a single thought Hope ran out of the family's abandoned compound at human speed, following the thread of impossibility.

The Tribrid made her way through the colourful streets of New Orleans, running into Rousseau's before skidding to a halt just within the door frame as she scanned the crowd.

Hope's sea-blue eyes caught a very familiar back as she brought a hand up to her mouth and tears started to flow down her face in streams as she cried out in quiet disbelief, "Aunt Freya?"