3rd Person POV

Y/N stormed up to Krum as the crowd of students gathered around, waiting in anticipation over what was about to brew over.

"What do you vant?" Krum asked angrily.

"As if you don't fucking know." Y/N spat. "I was willing to be civil with you for the rest of the year, and every time I have so close to breaking that promise, but you have just messed up for the last time."

"What are you talking about, Y/N?" Pansy asked curiously.

"Let me tell you the type of man Viktor Krum really is!" Y/N yelled to the crowd of students. "

"You may know him as this supposedly famous Bulgarian Quidditch player who's head is literally the exact shape of an egg."

As some students laughed, Krum began to turn red with anger.

"But let me tell you something we were unaware of about our good friend, Mr. Krum."

"Viktor Krum is nothing but a pedophilic arsehole who loves to prey on girls who are several years younger than him." Y/N shouted. "And if he never gets his way with them, he hurts them physically."

Collective gasps could be heard as the students continued to pile in.

This can't be true, right?

"That is not true!" Krum yelled. "He is lying!"

"I heard about what you did to Hermione." Y/N growled. "How dare you touch her, you cruel, barbaric, sorry excuse for a human being."

"Piece of shit!" Sam shouted from the crowd.

"Go to hell, Krum!" Pansy followed.

"Always knew you were a scumbag!" Charlie chipped in.

"I can't believe I supported you!"

As the students shouted angrily towards the Bulgarian, Y/N simply smirked. He had exposed Krum for the person he really was.

Suddenly, in a fit of anger, Krum launched a punch towards Y/N, colliding with his face as the hall went quiet.

Smearing the blood dripping down from his lip, Y/N stared angrily at the Bulgarian.

"Oh, my friend." Y/N smirked evilly. "You really shouldn't have done that."

Y/N shoved Krum towards the ground, as the students gathered in a circle to envelop the two inside.

Y/N jumped on Krum, punching him square in the jaw as Theo Nott rushed over to pry Y/N off of Krum.

"Fuck you, Nott!" Tom shouted, tackling his classmate to the ground as they started a fight of their own.

Y/N and Krum continued to deliver punches to each other as the Durmstrang students moved forward to help their friend.

Luke, Mia, and Andy pulled out their wands, preventing the big idiots from even coming close to helping their friend.

Krum lashed at Y/N, throwing him onto the ground as he pulled his wand, preparing to severely injure the boy with a spell.

"Reduc-" he began before Sam charged forward to kick Krum in the stomach, preventing him from completing the spell.

"Tell them what you did Krum, tell them how you forced her to almost kiss you, tell them that when she fought back, you hurt her!" Y/N shouted as he got up to his feet.

"He's lying!" Krum shouted. "He just vants me out of the tournament!"

Shaking with anger, Y/N rushed over to Krum, slamming his head onto the wooden table as they continued to fight.

"Protego!" Sel yelled as a Durmstrang readied a spell to be fired towards Y/N, blocking the deadly curse.

The crowd around them started casting spells so none of them would be caught in the crossfire, all while joining in on the ongoing brawl.

Thea and Leo flung punches at a Durmstrang student, one who had broken free of their barrier, preventing him from aiding in Krum's assistance.

Tom was engaged in a brawl with Theodore Nott, his Slytherin rival as they continued to throw insults at each other.

Kieran and Mia were firing spells at other Durmstrang students, wanting nothing more then to prevent them from helping Krum.

After what happened to Hermione, the bastard needed to be taught a lesson.

More students had arrived to the scene, watching the numerous spells being shot back and forth in the sky, almost like a light show.

Hermione had also arrived while being aided by Lavender and Parvati, the tear tracks still covering her face as she worried for her boyfriends safety.

Harry, Heather, and Ron were assisting in any way they could, by shooting spells or kicking Slytherin students or Durmstrangs as well.

"Piece of shit!" Y/N yelled in between punches as he and Krum continued to exchange blows. Krum tried to block, but these attempts proved useless as the Gryffindor continued to deliver significant blows.

As the blood clouded over his eyes, Y/N could barely see Krum reaching for his wand as he continued to punch him.

"Confringo!" Krum fired, sending Y/N flying toward the floor.

Krum stood above Y/N, preparing to fire a deadly curse towards him.

"Reducto!"

"Protego!" Y/N countered, protecting himself.

"Flipendo!" He followed, knocking Krum backwards into a swarm of students, who proceeded grab him and beat him to the ground.

After they were done, Y/N stood above the beaten Bulgarian, who was grimacing in pain.

"Are you ready to confess?" Y/N asked angrily.

"Fine!" Krum spat. "I did all of those things, but I won't apologize for any of it, that girl's insane if she thin-"

And before Krum could finish his sentence, Y/N sent a harsh kick to his stomach, causing Krum to clutch his stomach in agony.

There were gasps from all over the hall. Viktor Krum was an abusive pedophile?

Their hero, being an awful person?

Y/N picked up Krum by his collar, using his free hand to strike him hard in the face.

"If you ever go near Mione, or another girl again, I swear to Merlin I will kill you." Y/N growled as he raised his wand for one final spell.

"Petrificus Totalus!" He shouted. Stiffening Krum as he fell to the floor.

Cheers erupted from the crowd as Y/N put down his wand, those who were there long enough to hear the whole confession cheered the longest.

Y/N turned towards Hermione, who rushed towards her boyfriend to engulf him in a massive hug.

"Thank you." Hermione smiled as she dug her face into the crook of his neck.

"Anything for you, Mione." Y/N replied as he rubbed her back, leaning forward to kiss her head.

"Oi!" Ron shouted to the crowd. "If anyone wants to take a shot at Krum, he's as stiff as a board."

"For once, I agree with you Weasley." Pansy remarked.

"Amen to that!" Luke exclaimed as he kicked Krum towards the crotch.

"Save the fun for the rest of us." Mia smirked as she kicked Krum in the stomach.

Y/N sighed happily, walking back to the castle with his girlfriend on his arm and his friends at his side,

All while most of the students took shots and jabs at Krum while he laid there, unable to do anything about it.

"I don't know what I ever saw in Krum." Ron said. "I'm going to burn his poster in the fire when we get back."

"Oh, Y/N." Hermione said worryingly. "You're going to get in so much trouble."

"I could care less." Y/N said proudly. "No detentions or house point deductions are going to make me regret what I did today."

"He got what he deserved." Harry said. "And some more."

"Damn right, Potter." Y/N smirked as he kissed Hermione's temple.

The quartet continued to walk towards the Gryffindor Common Room, deciding to take the rest of the day off.

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Y/Ns POV

The next day, I was called into Dumbledore's office to explain the mess that happened in the Great Hall a day prior.

After explaining my side of the story, and lying that I regretted my actions, because I did not, Dumbledore decided to subtract 300 points off Gryffindor house and give me detention for the rest of the year with Mum.

And the man simply smiled as he delivered the punishment.

Krum on the other hand, was not given much leniency.

After hearing many accusations of Krum making students uncomfortable throughout the year, Dumbledore made sure that Krum understood that if he is to go near Hermione, or another female student at Hogwarts for that matter, that he would be handed over to the proper authorities and will make sure that his reputation was tarnished for good.

There's a reason why we love him as Headmaster.

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It's been a few months, and today we would be going into Hogsmeade with the others today, Dad and Sirius would be coming by to see us.

As we found Dad and Sirius, we handed them some food we bought for them. As they are, we began to tell them everything that has happened, including my beat down of Krum in the school.

"That's my boy!" Dad high fived me. "And you got off easily."

"He is definitely your son, Steve." Sirius chuckled. "I always knew that Krum was like that, he is Kakaroff's student after all."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked.

"Kakaroff was a death eater." Dad said. "And a very nasty one at that."

As we read the paper that was handed to us l, we noticed some headlines regarding Mr. Crouch going missing and Bertha Jorkins disappearance. Harry had even told Sirius and Dad how he fired Winky.

"Your Uncle told me about that." Dad said sadly. "It doesn't seem like Crouch."

"If he's ever taken a day off work because of illness before this, I'll eat Buckbeak." Sirius followed.

"You know Crouch, then?" Harry asked

"Oh, I know Crouch all right. He was the one who gave the order for me to be sent to Azkaban -- without a trial." "

"What?!"

You're kidding!" Ron said.

"No, I'm not," Sirius had said before another bit of chicken. "Crouch used to be Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, didn't you know? He was tipped for the next Minister of Magic. He's a great wizard, Barty Crouch, powerfully magical - and power-hungry. Oh never a Voldemort supporter. No, Barty Crouch was always very outspoken against the Dark Side. However, Crouch's own son was caught with a group of Death Eaters who'd managed to talk their way out of Azkaban. Apparently they were trying to find Voldemort and return him to power."

Hermione grabbed my hand tightly.

"So, Crouch's son was caught?" I asked.

"Yes sir." Sirius said as he eyed the two carefully and threw some chicken to Buckbeak.

"Nasty little shock for old Barty, I'd imagine. Should have spent a bit more time at home with his family, shouldn't he? Ought to have left the office early once in a while . . . gotten to know his own son." "

Was his son a Death Eater?" Harry asked.

"No idea," Sirius said. "I was in Azkaban myself when he was brought in. This is mostly stuff I've found out since I got out. The boy was definitely caught in the company of people I'd bet my life were Death Eaters - but he might have been in the wrong place at the wrong time, just like the house-elf."

"Did Crouch let his son off?" Harry asked

But Sirius and Dad merely laughed.

"Crouch let his son off? Harry, you who most likely know what he'd do to Death Eaters! Anything that threatened to tarnish his reputation had to go; he had dedicated his whole life to becoming Minister of Magic. You saw him dismiss a devoted house-elf because she associated him with the Dark Mark again - doesn't that tell you what he's like? Crouch's fatherly affection stretched just far enough to give his son a trial, and by all accounts, it wasn't much more than an excuse for Crouch to show how much he hated the boy . . . then he sent him straight to Azkaban."

"Sounds like a swell guy." Ron said.

"He's not in Azkaban anymore." Dad remarked. "Died about a year after they brought him in. Speaking of which, you all should head back to school soon."

"Yeah, it is half past three." Hermione said.

"I don't want you lot sneaking out of school to see any of us, alright? Just send notes here and there. I still would like to hear anything odd. But do not leave Hogwarts without permission, would be an ideal opportunity for someone to attack you."

"Like dragons, merpeople, and Bulgarian eggheads?" I asked as Dad laughed.

"Something like that, yes."

Before we said goodbye to Sirius and Dad, me and Hermione pulled Dad to the side.

"Dad, before you go, you should probably know that Hermione and I are dating now."

"That's great!" Dad said happily. "It's about time you asked her out."

"That's what I said." Hermione smirked as I kissed her cheek.

"You two remind me of your Mother and I when we were at Hogwarts, the no nonsense bookworm and the troublemaker. I'm really happy for the both of you."

"Thank you, Mr. L/N." Hermione smiled.

"Please, call me Steven." Dad replied. "I'll walk you both out."

Dad turned into the golden eagle once more, taking off behind Sirius into the village as we trekked back to Hogwarts.

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Harry's POV

"You two are to go to the Quidditch Field at nine o'clock." Professor McGonagall said to us the next day. "Mr. Bagman will be there to tell the champions about the third task."

"Thanks, Mum." Y/N replied.

"And afterwards, you will be joining me for detention, Y/N." McGonagall smiled. "I still believe you don't deserve it, but we have to follow the headmasters instructions."

When the time came, Y/N and I left the Common Room. On the way over, we picked up Cedric who joined us on our walk.

"What do you reckon it's going to be?" Harry asked as we approached the pitch.

"Looks like a giant maze to me." Cedric said.

"What have they done to it?" I asked.

"Hello there!" Bagman said as he popped out of nowhere.

Fleur laid her eyes on us, smiling and greeting us and Cedric as Krum glared at Y/N, he still wasn't happy about the fight.

"And before we get started, by recommendation of the respective headmasters, Mr. Krum must stay six feet away from Mr. L/N." Bagman said. "We don't want any more fighting now do we?"

"No sir." Y/N said as he glared at Krum.

"Wouldn't dream of it." Krum replied.

"Anyways, what do you think?" Bagman continued. "Growing nicely, aren't they? Give them a month and Hagrid will have them twenty feet high. Don't worry, you'll have your Quidditch, field back to normal once the task is over! Now I imagine you can guess what we're making here?"

"Maze." Krum grunted.

"Wonder how long it took for him to put that together." Y/N whispered, causing Cedric to laugh.

"That's right, a maze. The third task is very straightforward. The Triwizard Cup will be placed in the center of the maze. The first champion to touch it will receive full marks!"

"We seemply 'ave to get through the maze?" Fleur asked.

"Oh there will be obstacles." Bagman said happily. "Hagrid is providing a number of creatures......there will be spells that need to be broken....all that sort of thing, you know. Now, the champions who are leading on points will get a head start into the maze. Then Mr. Krum will enter....then Miss Delacour. But you'll all be in with a fighting chance, depending on how well you'll get past the obstacles. Should be fun, eh?"

"Sounds thrilling." Y/N remarked.

"Rightfully so, Mr. L/N!" Bagman exclaimed. "Very well.....if you haven't any questions, we'll all go back to the castle, shall we? It's a bit chilly, oh and here are your uniforms for the task."

He passed us the uniforms as Y/N looked at it, packed it away and started up towards the castle.

"I have detention in ten minutes." He said. "I'll see you back at the dorms?"

"For sure, mate." I replied as he walked towards the castle.

As I began to leave, I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see the one person I despise the most right now.

Viktor Krum.

"Could I haff a word?"

"Why should I say anything to you?" I growled. "You harassed my friend and attacked another."

"Just let me explain. Bill you valk vith me."

"Fine, but don't keep me long." I replied.

He walked me over to the forest. "Don't vant to be overheard." Krum said as we came through the forest.

"He attacked me first." Krum said suddenly.

"Are you kidding?" I asked angrily. "You've been harassing and stalking Hermione for months, and you threw the first punch anyways."

"He should be expelled." Krum said. "Out of this tournament."

"You're just upset you got beaten up by a teenager." I said. "Don't spin it the other way."

"Listen her-"

But before Krum could finish his sentence, something moved from behind us. Mr. Crouch came out, his robes were ripped and bleeding, and his face was scratched all over.

"Vosn't he a judge?" Krum asked as Crouch began talking to a tree. "Isn't he vith your ministry?"

".....and when you've done that, Weatherby, send an owl to Dumbledore confirming the number of Durmstrang students who will be attending the tournament, Kakaroff has just sent word there will be twelve..."

"Mr. Crouch?" I asked, but I don't think he heard me.

".....and then send another note to Madame Maxine, because she might want to up the number of students she's bringing, now Kakaroff's made it a round dozen......do that, Weatherby, will you? Will you? Will you?"

"Mr. Crouch? Are you alright?" I asked.

He was clearly not alright.

"Vot is wrong with him?"

"No idea." I said. "Listen you better go and find someone-"

"Dumbledore!" Mr. Crouch yelled. "I need....see.....Dumbledore!"

"Who.....you?" M

"I'm a student at the school."

"You're not....his?"

He grabbed my robes. "Warn......Dumbledore...."

"I'll get Dumbledore if you just let go of me. Just let go, Mr. Crouch, and I'll get him....."

"Thank you, Weatherby, and when you have done that, I would love a cup of tea, my wife and son will be arriving shortly, we are attending a concert tonight with Mr. and Mrs. Fudge. Yes, my son has recently gained twelve O.W.Ls' most satisfactory, yes, thank you, yes, very proud indeed. Now, if you could bring me that memo from the Andorran Minister of Magic, I think I'll have to draft a response...."

"He is mad." Krum said with his eyes wide.

You think?

"Just stay with him." I said. "I need to get Dumbledore."

And with that, I rushed off to find Dumbledore.

Y/Ns POV

After kissing Hermione goodnight after my detention, I went up to my dorm room and pulled the blanket over myself and my bag.

I pulled my crystal ball out of the bag and placed it in front of me.

For the last few weeks, I've been trying to decipher these visions I've been having.

Me and Harry in a graveyard with another person.

Wormtail appearing in said graveyard along with four other figures.

Harry and I being tortured in the graveyard.

And the last thing I could think of that puzzled me.

"Kill the spare."

None of it made any sense to me, and every time I looked harder, I would get nowhere in my search.

Are these visions of what's to come?

If so, could they be prevented?

I need to talk to Dumbledore about this, because if it means what I think it means.

We are in trouble.

A/N: Apologize for the update so late in the night (U.S time) I spent most of the day packing to go home for mid winter break.

Not a whole lot in this chapter, but let me tell you, the final two chapters are going to be exciting!

I bet you guys will see several familiar faces as well! 👀 all I'm going to say.

See you next week!