Hey! This will be a little series for when I'm not writing my other fanfics. Updates will be random. Let's see how Hogwarts handles our favorite team. GO RWBY!

Harry's POV

They were all waiting for the visiting schools to arrive. "Up there!" Harry looked to where the hufflepuff kid was pointing. The gryffindor marveled at the pegasi pulling the carriage.

"Down there, in the water." Harry saw in the lake, a small wooden circle with a man in it. Then it started to rise, as an entire ship raised from the water.

"The hell?!" The boy looked at where the confusion was coming from. He looked out the window to see a giant plane, unlike any he had seen before, start to dock at Hogwarts.

"What was that about?" A confused (maybe) George asked.

"No idea." (maybe) Fred responded. "A third school?"

"That has to be it." Hermione jumped in. "But that was muggle technology, how can that even work in Hogwarts?"

"Counter enchantments?" Harry offered.

"That could be," Hermione considered "but what wizarding school wants muggle technology?"

"I don't know," Ron butted in, "but that was way cooler than my dad's flying car." The flamboyant red head started drifting off into space. "Ahh, the memories." Harry and Ron laughed and Hermione gave them a glare, most likely thinking of how stupid their actions were.

"We better get to the cafeteria for the sorting." Harry concluded. The others nodded and they ran off into the sorting.

Ron's POV

The sorting was over and the the golden trio were chatting amongst their friends. Dumble slammed down on his podium to get all of our attention. The headmaster explained the tri-wizard tournament, but it got very confusing near the end. "There will be a fourth school competing this year!"

There was a mumble of confusion in the crowd of students, mostly "then why is it called the tri-wizard tournament?"

"Quit!" The hall went dead silent. "Thank you. There will only be a fourth school because this is the grand reopening of the tournament. Now may I welcome, the lovely ladies, of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their headmistress, Madame Maxime!"

The doors opened and out walked dozens of beautiful girls! Hermione wacked Ron in the shoulder when he realised he was drooling. When Ron wiped his mouth on his robe sleeves, he saw what must have been Beauxbatons headmistress. "Blimey, she's bigger than Hagrid!" The Weasley exclaimed. Ron and Harry clapped hard at the end of the performance.

Dumbledore quited everyone down. "And now, please greet our friends from the north, the proud sons of Durmstrang and their headmaster Igor Karkaroff!" This time when the doors opened, out came two straight lines of men, carrying hard, wooden staffs. Every time they pounded them on the floor it left scorch marks. Soon enough, they ditched the staffs and ran up to the stage. They did some cool flips and one of them even made a bird out of fire.

Then Ron saw something that nearly got him a change of pants. "Blimey it's him, Viktor Krum!" His hero was going to his school! Ron nearly collapsed on the spot. Igor and Dumbledore embraced each other.

"And now, for our last school, one made for specially trained aurors. They have very strange abilities and weapons unlike any you have seen before. Our future protectors, Beacon acedemy of aurors and their headmaster Ozpin as well as a teacher from the academy, Professor Oobleck!"

Now Ron was confused. "Why didn't he say his first name? And what's up with all the weird ones?" Harry and Hermione both shrugged, eager to see the new students. Out walked two teachers, one had white hair and the other had… green? The only other person who walked out was a single, blonde haired girl. Where were the other students? The blonde stopped in the middle of the path while the teachers kept on going.

When they got up, I heard Karkaroff ask "Is this your only student?"

The gray haired man chuckled. "No, you all made your entrances, we're just making ours." He turned to his student, "Yang." The girl smiled. Yellow bracelets around her wrists started unfolding around her arms. She aimed her fist at the ground. Was she going to punch the floor? Right before her fist was about to connect to the ground, smoke surrounded the spot where she was about to punch. Out from the top came a girl cloaked in red and seemed to radiate rose petals that dissolved. She spun in midair, somehow defying gravity, and a whirlwind of petals cleared the smoke.

Now, inside the hurricane of petals, were eleven students, twelve if you count the girl who made the petals. There were some very eye catching people. There was a girl with rabbit ears, a guy who had lines all over his body that made it look like it was about to crack, and a guy as big as Madam Maxime! He wasn't even getting started on their weapons! A school teaches them how to use those! Sweet!

"I think I want to transfer." Harry said.

"I don't blame you," ron responded, "If they can teach you how to wield a giant sword, count me in!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "boys." The student went over to sit with the other transfers. "Didn't you notice something weird?"

"You mean besides the giant weapons weird facial features?"

"They must be around 17."

"Go on."

"That girl in red was at least two years younger than the rest of them!"

"Perhaps she skipped years?" Harry tried to reason.

Hermione thought about this. "That would mean she is skilled enough to compete with people who had two years of training ahead of her! Now that I think about it, did either of you see her weapon?" they both shook their heads.

That was the first chapter. It was a bit hard to write and required a lot of research. But, in the end, I'm happy with the outcome! What will the three teams do to Hogwarts, how will the golden trio react to their coffee addicted teachers, and what will they find out about our best three teams? Find out next time!