Harry Potter: A Different Tale

Later, all the champions were sat at dinner with the tournament judges.

"Mr Potter" Dumbledore said "may I ask why you are wearing muggle clothing?"

"Cheaper, more comfortable and I look rather good in them" Harry replied

"I second that" Daphne grinned

"Plus, I'm in this tournament against my will" Harry continued "don't think you can tell me how to dress as well"

"Now Mr Potter, it is true that you are being forced in this tournament but that does not mean that we need to be hostile to each other"

"Tell that to the dragon I killed"

"Ah yes" Dumbledore sighed "about that dragon, I'm under the understanding that you've claimed it"

"That's right" Harry nodded "under the laws of the ministry, I've defeated it and I can claim it"

"What do you plan to do with it?"

"Whatever I want" Harry responded "I could sell it, I could fashion some amour out of it, the possibilities are limited to my mind. By the way sir, have you got any fairy dust yet?"

"I have" Dumbledore nodded "I will be practicing it in my office"

"I'd advise a run up, jumping from your stairs should give you more than sufficient height" Harry said calmly, internally he was laughing.

"Hmm, are you sure?"

"Yes sir" Harry nodded, before pulling out his wand

"Mr Potter, what are you doing?"

"I want to show you a trick" Harry replied

"What trick?"

"I'm going to make a reporter appear on your shoulder" Harry quickly fired his wand at the bug on Dumbledore's shoulder and suddenly Dumbledore fell to the floor with Rita Skeeter on top of him, the entire hall turned in their direction to see Rita sitting on top of Dumbledore's face "that's disgusting sir" Harry said "you're old enough to be her grandfather"

Rita quickly jumped to her feet, she couldn't transform back. She realized that everyone had seen her, she turned around to see Harry grinning at her. With a growl she removed her wand and aimed it at him.

Daphne quickly pulled her wand out and disarmed Rita, leaving Harry free to stun her. The woman fell, and unfortunately she landed on Dumbledore again.

"Well my lady" Harry got up and extended his hand to Daphne "shall we retire for the evening?"

"We shall" Daphne grabbed his hand and stood up

"Goodnight everyone" Harry said as he and Daphne walked away.

"Well, that was eventful" Daphne said once they got back to the common room

"Yes, because in Hogwarts, you can never just have a simple ball" Harry sighed

"Though, we did have a good time and you were brilliant tonight" Daphne grinned "I think you deserve a reward"

"What kind of reward?" Harry looked at her hopefully

"Will I do?" She smiled at him coyly

"You'll do just fine" Harry grabbed her waist and pulled her closer as she wrapped her arms around his neck and the two met with a passionate kiss.

In Dumbledore's office that night, Dumbledore threw a pot of fairy powder over himself. He took a deep breath, he pictured his happiest thoughts. He took one more breath and he ran, he jumped off the staircase and prayed for the best. He had placed cushioning charms down on the floor just in case,

He jumped and closed his eyes, a few seconds later he opened them. To his amazement he was still in the air, Potter was right! He was flying! This was brilliant! He would be Dumbledore the flying wizard! He could imagine the envy of the other wizards, he'd need to find a way to keep Potter quiet about the fairy dust.

What he didn't notice was Harry hiding in the shadows and holding Dumbledore up with a levitating charm. What he did notice was a house elf popping into his office with a camera, Dumbledore frowned, wondering what brought the elf here.

Suddenly Dumbledore was no longer in the air, he plummeted right down and landed on his desk. The one part of the room he didn't put a cushioning charm, he barely noticed the camera flash as he smashed through the wooden desk.

Despite the pain and the splinters, he did hear some laughter for a brief second but when he looked up he couldn't find the source of it. Looking down at himself, he couldn't really understand how he was suddenly wearing green tights, pointy shoes and a green shirt

And that was the sight that McGonagall entered the office to, Albus Bloody Dumbledore on top of a broken desk while dressed as Peter Pan. Needless to say he had a lot of explaining to do that night.

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