The Real Harry Potter

Harry had wanted to go back to the castle but was told to return so points could be forgiven. Harry and the other champions had stood together and waited for their scores. At the end of the scores Harry was leading followed by Fleur, Krum and then Cedric. Cedric was last due to being the only one who had taken serious damage and because he took the longest time.

Krum had lost a lot of points because his dragon ended up damaging other eggs during his go plus he took the second longest, though for some reason his headmaster gave him full marks despite not going higher than five for any of the other competitors besides Harry. Fleur was fortunate to not damage any eggs or get injured but she did lose points due to getting her skirt burnt and for taking longer than Krum.

Harry on the other hand was the quickest, most entertaining and displayed the most variety of magic without getting himself injured and without damaging the other eggs. Though Harry personally thought that that was extremely good luck with all that had happened. Ludo Bagman had given Harry full marks along with Dumbledore while the others two judges (Barty Crouch and Madam Maxime) gave Harry a nine each.

His scores were all pretty high apart from what he had gotten from Karkaroff, the Drumstrang Headmaster, who had only given Harry four. At least until the crowd booed and the other judges questioned him on his score, he reluctantly changed it to six. In Harry's opinion the low score did not bother him as much as the fact that the man was blatantly doing it in front of everyone and unlike the others didn't even try to act like he was being unbiased.

On Harry's way back to the castle he heard someone call his name, he turned around to see Mad-Eye Moody walking up to him.

"Potter," Moody said. "bloody good work with that dragon! You nearly killed the damn thing!"

"Oh...did I kill it?" Harry asked, wondering if he was suddenly going to have to add 'dragon slayer' to his list of titles.

"Nah, injured and harmed it without a doubt but you didn't kill it." Moody said. "Why do you ask? Hoping to become the 'boy-who-kills-dragons'?"

"Hoping to avoid it actually." Harry replied. "I've got enough titles and I don not need more added by people who gave nothing better to do than focus on my life."

"Ha," Moody laughed. "fair enough Potter."

"What are you doing here by the way?" Harry asked. "Not that I have a problem with you but I am guessing that you have a reason for talking to me."

"Atta boy, you're right lad." Moody nodded. "Dumbledore told me to tell you that he wants to see you in his office tomorrow after breakfast."

"Does he?" Harry raised an eyebrow. "He tell you why?"

"Nope," Moody shook his head. "though I can guess why."

"Me too. Probably the task, my recent behaviour change and if he hasn't already heard about it then he will definitely want to talk to me about what I did to my two former friends."

"What did you do?" Moody asked, both eyes locked on Harry.

"Blasted one into the other before I disarmed them both and hit both the idiots with a body bind, then I hit Ron with his favourite hex, one that causes you to puke out slugs. Then I put him on top of Granger and if nobody has found them then he is still probably dropping slugs on her."

"Ha!" Moody laughed. "Yeah...yeah I reckon Albus will be wanting to talk to you about that as well."

"Right...well...are you going to come with me to the meeting?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Yes," Harry answered. "it'd be nice to have at least one person on my side. If it's just Dumbledore then it'll be nice to at least have an adult back me up. If Dumbledore plans to have other people in the meeting then I'll also have to deal with McGonagall being an arse kisser and/or Snape being a complete and utter aggravating bastard and then I'll be ganged up on."

"You trust me to help you Potter?" Moody asked.

"Yes," Harry nodded. "you get it. You don't care about stupid shit like manners and language like McGonagall, you focus on the important things and you're not afraid to have a different opinion than Dumbledore, Merlin forbid anyone ever have that in front of McGonagall. As for Snape, you and me both know and would gladly admit that the greasy shit stain is far too confident and given too much freedom because Dumbledore is in his corner."

"Aye," Moody nodded in agreement as a scowl came upon his face. "the filthy bastard should be rotting in a cell in Azkaban or at least six feet underground, not teaching in a fancy school."

"That asshole does not teach," Harry scowled as well. "he comes in and waves his wand, instructions come on the board and then he tells us to do it and goes around making faces and insulting everyone and Dumbledore is constantly letting the son of a bitch get away with it."

"I see your point lad," Moody replied. "alright, I'm coming with you tomorrow. I'll pick you up at breakfast, be on time."

"Got it sir, thanks!" Harry grinned.

"Did you beat the dragon daddy?" Selena asked that night as she rested on Harry shoulders while he ate his dinner.

"Of course I did princess," Harry replied after swallowing his food. "I beat the other champions as well, I have the most points so far and I'm in the lead. That means I'm winning."

"What do you get if you win?" Selena asked.

"A cup which I don't really want and a thousand galleons which is basically a lot of money."

"What are you going to do with the money?" Selena asked.

"I'm going to buy you a lot of food to eat." Harry smiled at her.

"Thank you daddy!" She hissed as she rubbed her head against his face.

"Come on Potter." Moody said as he and Harry walked up to Professor Dumbledore's office. "You ready lad?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." Harry said as the two entered Dumbledore' office. Upon entering Harry saw Dumbledore sitting behind his desk with McGonagall standing on his left and Snape on his right.

"Ah Harry, it is good to see you." Dumbledore said. "Alastor, I appreciate you brining young Harry up but you can leave now."

"I could, but I won't." Moody replied. "The lad has asked me to stay here with him."

"And why is that necessary?" Snape drawled.

"So I can curse you in your bloody face if I think you're acting like an arse." Moody glared at him.

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