A King, A Flower and an Angel 1
A.n Disclaimer I own nothing of Harry Potter all rights to their respective owners
There he lay battered and broken lost in sea of pain caused by the love and discipline of the Dursleys but in truth it was no more than their hate and loathing of him simply because he can use magic. He felt relief because he wouldn't return to his personal hell until next summer. Soon he would be at his home, Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardry, tomorrow though he would go see his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. With his thoughts he drifted to a dreamless slumber wondering how this year would be for him, Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived.
The next day Harry was taken to the Burrow where the Weasley matriarch, Molly Weasley greeted him like her own son. Bringing his stuff up to the room he shared with his best friend Ron. He went back down to rejoin the rest of the Weasley clan that consists of Ron, the youngest male, Ginny who Harry had noted has a crush on him and was the youngest and only female of the Weasley children. There at the table also consists of Fred and George. Twins that Harry got to know in his time at Hogwarts and hearing of the pranks they pulled. There were other Weasleys but Harry did not know them too well. His other friend was staying with them as well Hermione Granger who others call her the brightest witch of her age.
They were all sitting around a table waiting for Mr. Weasley to arrive from work with a possible surprise that Ron avoided telling him any details about. As he arrived he brandished several tickets for the World Cup. At hearing the news, and having some of it explained by the others, the table erupted in Joy. The World Cup is a Quidditch match, that this year was Ireland versus Bulgaria. After the excitement died down they ate dinner and in learning they were headed for the World Cup they turned in early.
"WAKE up you two!" exclaimed Hermione standing at the door her arms crossed.
At the now loud noise of his friend waking them up Harry's emerald eyes flew open as he pushed himself up with a grown. Ron on the other hand was still fast asleep snoring away as if nothing happened. Harry then made his way to the wash room. After exiting Harry saw Ron waiting outside still very tired giving a nod to Ron which he returned as he entered the wash room.
Harry made his way downstairs after getting ready for the World Cup. In the dining room he saw Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Fred, George, and Hermione.
"Harry! How do I look" Inquired Mr. Weasley
"Like a Muggle" replied Harry
"Excellent" exclaimed Mr. Weasley. Before going around to his children helping them look more Muggle like. After everyone looked the part they set off after saying their goodbye to Mrs. Weasley.
Along the way Mr. Weasley said they were going by portkey. "What's a portkey?" asked Harry.
"A portkey is an enchanted object that when a specific time, keyword or action is used will transport the holder or holders to a predetermined location." Explained Hermione.
"Very good Hermione and there is the portkey now." Said Mr. Weasley pointing to an old boot by a tree.
As they approached they noticed two others one Harry noticed was Cedric Diggory the other was an older looking man.
"Kids these are the Diggory's, Mr. Diggory and his son Cedric Diggory" Said Mr. Weasley introducing the two.
"You must be Harry Potter, A pleasure to meet you." Mr. Diggory said while shaking Harry's hand. "A shame about losing the Quidditch Match last year."
Mr. Diggory went to converse with Mr. Weasley while glancing at Cedric he saw him mouthing sorry at seeing this Harry gestured for Cedric to not worry about it.
"everyone, it's about time to go."Said Mr. Weasley "Now around the boot and when I say, grab hold,"
"Now" exclaimed Mr. Weasley.
A few seconds after grabbing the boot Harry felt a pull behind his navel. After a feeling of being in a Dryer Harry came crashing behind Mr. Weasley. After being pulled up by Mr. Weasley and saying their goodbyes to the Diggorys they made their way to the campsite for the Weasleys. After setting up the tent Harry got to look inside as always Harry was amazed with magic.
Inside were two doors that led to bedrooms, a dining room with a table for every one, a fireplace, and a kitchen. All the rooms were set with all the amenities for a home. After admiring the inside for a bit Mr. Weasley asked for Harry, Ron and Hermione to gather some water from a tap in the center of the camp grounds.
While heading to the tap Harry out of the corner of his eye saw a glimpse of silvery blond hair that distracted him for a moment.
"Ya, coming mate?" Asked Ron who was a bit ahead of him with Hermione.
Looking back at Ron "Yeah, be right there" replied Harry, before looking back and not seeing silvery blond hair he ran up to rejoin his friends. After returning to join the others at the tent. Around the time of the match to start everyone headed to the stadium. After making their way to the box seats, they watched the game. One thing Harry noted that was odd was most of the Weasleys with the exception of Mr. Weasley, Ginny, and Hermione had a misty glass eye look about them when the Bulgaria's cheerleaders entered the field. Though both Hermione and Ginny looked irritated, almost angry. The match ended with Ireland winning but the Bulgarian seeker, Viktor Krum catching the Snitch.
As they were headed back to the tents Harry thought he saw Platinum blond hair from the corner of his eye. Turning to find the source it was gone, ignoring it Harry ran to catch up to his friends. After a few games of Exploding Snap they turned in for the night. Harry awoke to being shaken and a shouting Mr. Weasley.
"Fred, George take Ginny and run to the forest. Harry, Ron, Hermione follow them!" commanded Mr. Weasley.
As Harry exited the tent he came upon the most horrid sight he has seen yet that of muggles being held in the air under the Cruciatus curse. Under them were men in black robes and silver masks.
At seeing them attacking tents and other wizards Harry started running behind his friends. Harry chased after them as fast as he could but lost them due to the crowd and the forest. As Harry ran through the forest he heard a scream. Being Harry he felt the need to help who was screaming so he went to where he heard it last.
Arriving near the scream Harry saw two men standing over a woman with silver blond hair.
"Well, well, Veela willing to cooperate now?" Growled a man holding the blond's face.
"Never!" Yelled the blond as she spat in the man's face.
"Have it your way then Crucio." cast the man.
As the woman screamed Harry got as close as he could and cast a Stupify at the man casting the curse. The other man turned and cast a cutting curse at Harry who in turn after dodging it cast a Reducto at the man who blocked it with a shield. Before Harry could cast another spell he was hit by a Crucio. As he lay there he writhed in pain it was as if every nerve, every part of his skin was poked with white hot needles, his bones were being broken and torn from his tendons and his eyes burned, with all this pain Harry fought through and cast a simple cutting curse at the man's throat killing him.
As the pain faded Harry's sight was filled with silver blond hair and the feeling a massive migraine.
"Fleur! Fleur!"Yelled a man running through the woods.
"Papa! Papa!" Fleur yelled back letting the man know where she was. The man following Fleur's voice was met with an unusual sight of Fleur sitting down with a boy in her lap passed out. With one man unconscious and another killed with a cut in his throat.
As the man got closer he asked" Fleur, what happened here and who is this?"
"I was attacked by those two men." said Fleur as she brushed away some hair in Harry's face looking both happy and sad at the same time "and 'arry Potter saved me."
An: I've gone though a little and with some of the things I've learned I've tidied up a bit tell me if it seems better.
Old An: whelp this is something first harry potter fanfic hope you like (for my RWBY readers I needed something more magical) and let me know what you think. Also this will contain the Veela life debt Au.