And here is the fourth year! -crowd screams and claps- Thank you, thank you! I really hope you like this! I have the first, like, six chapters done, but I'm still not done with the Yull Ball . . . or anything after that . . . so it might be a little while before that comes up . . . but don't worry, I'll try to move a little faster!

The things in bold, with the exception of the author notes, are directly from the book. In other words: I DON'T OWN THE THINGS IN BOLD!

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The villagers of Little Hangleton still called it "the Riddle House," even though it had been many years since the Riddle family had lived there.

The Little Hangleton all agreed that the old house was "creepy."

. . . something strange and horrible . . .

Frank Bryce was the Riddles' gardener.

. . . he looked up at the Riddle House and saw lights glimmering in its upper windows.

. . . . strangely high-pitched, and cold as a sudden blast of icy wind. Something about that voice made the sparse hairs on the back of Frank's neck stand up. "Move me closer to the fire, Wormtail."

"Where is Nagini?" said the cold voice.

"It could be done without Harmony Potter, My Lord."

"Without Harmony Potter?"

"The girl is nothing to me, nothing at all! It is merely that if we were to use another witch or wizard - any wizard - the thing could be done so much more quickly!"

"I have my reasons for using the girl . . . I have waited thirteen years. A few more months will make no difference . . . my plan will be effective."

"Wormtail, Wormtail, why would I kill you? I killed Bertha because I had to."

The man with the voice had killed a woman. He was talking about it without any kind of remorse - with amusement. He was dangerous - a madman. And he was planning more murders - this girl, Harmony Potter, whoever she was - was in danger -

"One more murder . . . my faithful servant at Hogwarts . . . Harmony Potter is as good as mine, Wormtail. It is decided. There will be no more argument. Be quiet . . . I think I hear Nagini . . ."

. . . he was hissing and spitting without drawing breath. Something was slithering toward him along the dark corridor floor, and as it drew nearer to the sliver of the firelight, he realized with a thrill of terror that it was a gigantic snake, at least twelve feet long.

This man could talk to snakes.

"Nagini has interesting news, Wormtail," it said . . . "According to Nagini, there is an old Muggle standing right outside this room, listening to every word we say . . . Invite him inside, Wormtail. Where are your manners?"

"Do not lie to Lord Voldemort, Muggle, for he knows . . . he always knows. . . "

And then the chair was facing Frank, and he saw what was sitting in it. He was screaming so loudly that he never heard the words the thing in the chair spoke as it raised a wand. There was a flash of green light, a rushing sound, and Frank Bryce crumbled. He was dead before he hit the floor.

Harmony Potter saw this all before she awoke to see her godfather and her scar burning.

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Sirius Black awoke from a deep sleep. He was in his room, of course, but he couldn't figure out why he had woken up. Then he heard it: a whimper coming from Harmony's room. Now, her room was all the way down the hall but after being a dog for as long as he was, your senses traveled over to when you were human.

Sighing, Sirius stood from his warm bed and put on his robe and slippers. Then he opened his door and started to Harmony's room. He could still hear her whimpers, but Sirius was sure it was only a bad dream.

Sirius saw that Remus was walking from the opposite direction to Harmony's room as well, he too had excellent senses. "Bad dream?" he asked, Sirius nodded. They were just in front of Harmony's door when he heard the scream. Harmony's scream.

Sirius wrenched open the door to see Harmony in bed, but her covers were thrown on the ground from tossing and turning. With the light from the nearly full moon shinning on her Sirius could see there was a layer of sweat on her face. She was still asleep and muttering in her breath. Sirius could only catch a few words. "Lord Voldemort . . . Wormtail . . . Muggle . . . snake . . . scar . . . Avada Kedavra."

The killing curse? Why was she dreaming of that?

Sirius ran the rest of the way over to Harmony's bed as Remus hovered over his shoulder. "Harmony? Harmony, wake up," urged Sirius as he started to shake her. Still she remained asleep. "Harmony, please wake up!" he cried.

Harmony's eyes opened slightly and she stopped squirming. Her eyes had small sleeping haze to them, but she was looking straight at Sirius. "Sirius, is that you?" Harmony bit her lip as tears ran down her face. "He killed him, the Muggle, he killed him." She sniffled. "It was so scary, Daddy."

Sirius' heart stopped then. Did she just call him . . . no, she couldn't have. It was a mistake. Sirius swallowed the lump in his throat as Harmony hung on to him, crying into his robe. "It's okay," he assured. "Right now you have to go to sleep, we'll talk about this more in the morning."

Harmony released Sirius and nodded. "Okay, good night, Sirius." Then she fell back onto her bed and turned so she was facing the other way. Sirius took the covers on the ground and placed them on Harmony.

Sirius stood and turned to Remus who was looking at Sirius. "Don't you even say it," warned Sirius.

"Sirius," Remus started to say, but Sirius held up his hand for him to stop.

"No," Sirius croaked. "She shouldn't have called me . . . Daddy. It should be James being called that, not me. It should be James running into her room after a nightmare to comfort her, not me. It should be James tucking her in at night, and telling her about the Marauders and meeting her friends, not me!" Sirius had raised his voice by now, but not enough so Harmony could be woken up. "I feel like I'm stealing his daughter!"

Remus placed a hand on Sirius shoulder. "You know you're not. Harmony knows she loves her real dad, but she doesn't remember him. And yes, James should be here doing all those things, but he's not, and neither is Lily. But you are here, you're her godfather and it's your job to love her and to do all the things her parents would have been doing. You are one of the first people that didn't hate her, as far as she remembers. She's going to think of you differently, which isn't a bad thing. James is probably happy that someone is talking care of his girl."

Sirius sighed. "Why must you always be right, Moony?"

Remus laughed softly. "Someone has to be." Sirius pulled Harmony desk chair to the side of her bed, then sat on it. "You're not going back to bed?"

Sirius nodded. "James would have sat up with Harmony the rest of the night." He laughed and winked.

Little did they know that Harmony Potter was not asleep, and heard every word of this conversation.

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The next time Harmony awoke, Sirius was asleep in the chair. She winced - that would really hurt when he woke up. "Sirius?" Harmony asked. Sirius sat up quickly, suddenly alert.

"Harmony?" he yawned slightly. "Are you okay?"

Harmony nodded as she began to play with the edge of her sheets. "Yeah, I'm fine, it's just . . . about last night, I know you were upset when I called you . . . Daddy. I sort of heard you and Remus talking." Sirius sent her a glare. "Yes, that's my story and I'm sticking to it." Harmony sighed in defeat. "I do love my dad, Sirius, but I never knew him. I know he would have been doing all those things and a million times more, but he can't and like Remus said: At least someone is doing it for him."

Sirius frowned. "But why did you call me . . ."

"Sirius, I called you that because I can feel secure around you," declared Harmony firmly. "That's how kids are when they're around their dads."

It seemed that Sirius understood, but deep inside, he really liked it when Harmony called him 'Daddy.' It was oddly . . . fulfilling. "So, can you tell me more about this nightmare?"

Harmony shivered and brought her knees to her chest. "It was horrible. Voldemort was in it, but he wasn't . . . human. Wormtail was there, too, sniveling and such." Sirius growled. "And so was a Muggle man, I think his name was Frank. He was listening in on them, that was when Voldemort's snake came in, it told Voldemort that the man was in the hall. Then Voldemort turned his chair around so he was facing the Muggle . . . I saw a glimpse of him before Voldemort killed the man. It was . . . grotesque."

Sirius nodded, lost in his thoughts. "Anything else?"

Harmony added a few obscure details, then turned to Sirius. "Do you think that was really, you know, happening? Or do you think that was a vision of the future?" At the end of third year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Harmony learned that she was a true Seer. "My scar felt like it was on fire, like it was a warning."

"I don't know," admitted Sirius. "We'll talk with Dumbledore, he'll know."

Harmony rolled her eyes. "Yeah, 'cuz he knows everything."

Sirius chuckled. "Too true, come on, let's get something to eat."

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The summer had been passing by wonderfully, up until that nightmare, of course. Harmony had finished all her summer homework already, then when Hermione came to stay the night on her birthday and the day after they both went over everything, making sure it was acceptable. (It was.)

Speaking of her birthday, this year's was another great one. Like she said, Hermione stayed over while Cedric came and stayed the day. Sirius was still shooting some disapproving glares whenever Cedric slung an arm over Harmony shoulder or around her waist. (Touching was to a minimal.) Though Harmony did get fourteen birthday kisses and one to grow on before Cedric left at seven that night.

And it was now the day before the event Harmony had been looking forward to all summer. The Quidditch World Cup! It was the next day, and since they would have to be getting up at a earlier time to arrive at the campsite to set up, Hermione would be spending the night as well. (While Hermione wasn't the biggest fan of Quidditch, she said that the chance to see so many foreign witches and wizards was an "opportunity that she couldn't miss!")

Sirius made Harmony and Hermione go to sleep early, instead of staying up late like they usually did together. Harmony had pushed the bad dream out of her head all together. She was going to enjoy herself for a while.

When Sirius and Remus awoke them the next morning at an ungodly hour, they could see why they had to go to bed so early. The group floo-ed to a small shop then set off on foot to the nearest porkey. There were only so many porkeys within about fifty miles of each other, so some people had to travel a lot to get to the porkeys.

When they arrived at the porkey site there was a large group already there, one that they could spot from a mile away. It was the Weasleys, a huge group of red hair. Fred and George spotted them first.

"Hey, Harmony!" Exclaimed Fred.

"Good day, Hermione!" drawled George, bowing.

"And if it isn't Professor Lupin!" said both in unison.

Remus smiled at the pair. "Hello, boys."

Ginny and Ron walked over to the group. "Why are you guys out so far?" questioned Ginny.

"It's the closest porkey to Harmony's house," answered Hermione.

Ron was looking at Remus and Sirius wearily. "Um, Harmony, exactly why are you with Professor Lupin?"

"He was my dad's best friend, along with Sirius," laughed Harmony. "He lives with us." Ron nodded.

"Harmony!" exclaimed a voice from behind them. Harmony turned to see Cedric and his father walking toward the now colossal group.

"Cedric!" greeted Harmony in relief. Harmony guessed she was experiencing separation anxiety, since her and Cedric usually spent so much time together in school. Harmony ran over to hug him, then turned to his father. "Hello, Mr. Diggory."

"Pleasure to meet you," returned Mr. Diggory. "Ced hasn't talked of anything else but you for the longest time, first as a friend then as his girlfriend. I see he couldn't have been luckier." Mr. Diggory slapped Cedric on the back as the two of them blushed at his words.

"Hello, Amos." Sirius had arrived at Harmony's side, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Nice to meet you."

"Sirius Black," acknowledged Mr. Diggory. "Heard an awful lot about you, of course, though the last three years have been much better than the other ten!" Both been chuckled together. "Ced speaks highly of you, also. And I must say, it seems to be true. I can't thank you enough for buying the tickets. I suppose we might be seeing a lot of each other if they get really serious, eh?" Mr. Diggory winked; Cedric and Harmony blushed again.

Sirius just nodded, "Let's just hope that doesn't happen too soon," he looked down at Harmony, then at Cedric. "And it was no trouble with the tickets, call it an early birthday gift for Cedric."

"Of course," laughed Mr. Diggory.

"Everyone, the porkey will be activating soon!" called Mr. Weasley. He was standing next to an old boot.

The group of people gathered around the boot and made sure everyone had at least one finger on the boot, then they began to count down. When they reached 'one' the world began to spin fast, Harmony was lifted off the ground for a few moments, then dumped back down. Hard.

"You okay?" asked an amused voice above Harmony. It was Cedric. Then she was pulled to her feet.

"Just spiffing," Harmony answered dryly, Cedric chuckled.

After getting their tent assignments the Weasleys went in the opposite direction than the Diggorys and the others. The camp grounds were buzzing with activity all over, on the way they saw many people from school, who were surprised to see Remus, or Professor Lupin to them. They arrived at their tents quickly, though, despite the large crowds.

Harmony didn't think that the tents looked very conferrable, though. Sort of cramped by the looks of it. The men would be taking one of the tents, while Harmony and Hermione took the other. Sirius had invited Cedric and Mr. Diggory share a tent with them, since it would have been very expensive to get a separate tents close together.

But when Harmony and Hermione walked into their tent, Harmony remembered that they were magical. It was a descent size house! There was a small kitchen and small living room that connected, then a small bed room with two twins beds. Harmony and Hermione looked at each other with mixed expressions, since both grew up in muggle households.

Then they burst out laughing.

The two unpacked a little, then traveled over to the next tent to get Cedric. It turned out the his tent was even bigger since there was more people staying in it. After asking Sirius and Mr. Diggory if they could go off and explore a little, the trio set off.

The sea of tents was like a huge city, people moving everywhere and doing different jobs. Cedric and Harmony were, what else, hold hands as they walked. They stopped and talked with many of their classmates, and each one asked, "Oh, so it's true! You two really are together?" Then they would answer, "Yes, we're together, since last Christmas." Then that would break the ice and everyone would laugh.

Finally, after a few hours of walking, the trio arrived back at the tent. In perfect time, too, because ten minutes after they arrived it was time to start down to the stadium. When they got there they bought lots of souvenirs. Hermione got them all programs, Harmony got them Omnioculars and Cedric bought jerseys. Sirius got them various team merchandise, as well.

They traveled up to the very top box, the Minister's box to be quite precise. (Sirius really wanted them to have a great time, so money was no object. He even joked that spending his Black fortune for people his mother would have never approved of was the best thing money could buy!) However, they did have the displeasure of finding out who else was in the box with them, other than the Minister.

Lucius Malfoy and his son Draco, as well as what Harmony assumed was Mrs. Malfoy, were sitting there talking to the Minister when they arrived. Minister Fudge, who Harmony and Hermione had met the previous year under very different circumstances, looked up and broke into a huge grin. He stood and held out his hand to Sirius. "Sirius Black! Nice to see you again, so very nice. I hope you enjoy the game, eh, sure to be a good one." Obviously, Minister Fudge wanted to forget the fact that Sirius had been kept in Azkaban for ten years.

"Yes, I think it will be a close game," agreed Sirius politely shaking his outstretched hand.

Fudge turned to Harmony and Hermione. "And if it isn't Harmony Potter! Nice to meet you again," He shook her and as well, and Harmony felt dizzy by the force he put into it.

"Again?" questioned Sirius.

"Yes," answered Hermione. "We met him last year, he was on the school grounds." Even Harmony could sense the chill in Hermione's voice, though Fudge didn't seem to notice.

"Sirius Black," drawled a Mr. Malfoy. "I haven't seen you in so long, how have you been?" Again, Fudge didn't notice the mocking tone in Mr. Malfoy's voice.

"Just fine, Lucius," answered Sirius stiffly, he turned to Mrs. Malfoy. "Narrcissa, how are you, cousin?"

Wait a second. Did he just say cousin? Harmony stared at Sirius in disbelief, ignoring Draco's smug looks in her direction.

"I'm just fine, Sirius," answered Mrs. Malfoy in a equally stiff voice. Her nose was so high in the air, Harmony thought she must have smelled something terrible.

Mr. Malfoy then looked at Harmony in revulsion. The last time the two had met, he had pulled a wand on her after she set his house-elf free.

After the introductions were done with, everyone was seated again as they awaited for the match to start. Harmony, Hermione and Cedric were determined to sit as far away from Minister Fudge, and more importantly, the Malfoys, as possible. So Sirius was forced to sit next to Mr. Malfoy, with Remus next to him and Mr. Diggory after him. The other three followed.

Cedric leaned over to whisper into Harmony's ear, shivers went up her spine. "So, do you know who's going to win? We should have placed some bets," he joked.

Harmony rolled her eyes. "No, sorry. No predictions today." Then Harmony finally noticed something. There was a House-elf sitting right in front of her! Harmony could tell it was a female, unlike the last house-elf she met named Dobby. She also looked very nervous, trying not to look over the edge of the railing. "Um, excuse me?" Harmony tapped the house-elf on the shoulder, she jumped but turned to her.

"Yes, miss?" The house-elf asked in a high, squeaky voice.

"Um, I guess I was just wondering what you are doing up here?" asked Harmony, sort of embarrassed.

"Winky is here to save seat for Master Crouch," she answered in the same high voice, Harmony could hear the praise of her master in the house-elf, now know as Wink's, voice. House-elves were bound to one family to serve for their entire lives, unless they were freed by being given clothes. Then the house-elf explained that she was afraid of heights, Hermione found it hard to believe that this 'Master Crouch' would sent his house-elf up to save him a seat if he knew she was so afraid of heights. Winky quickly told Hermione that her Master was a good Master, and Hermione let the mater drop, though the look on her face meant her brain was going into over drive on thinking. Sometimes a good thing, and sometimes not.

That was when the Bulgarian team's mascots came out. Many woman came onto the field. Were these the mascots? wondered Harmony. Strange. Harmony heard Cedric's dad say there were veela, but what were veela? Harmony was sure she read about it in a book somewhere, but could remember. She turned to Hermione, or maybe Mr. Diggory to ask, but then the music started and the veela began to dance.

Harmony was surprised to see both Sirius and Malfoy stand up and look over the veela from the railing. Harmony was also sure that the two were ready to jump off to if they could. Then Harmony remembered, veela had a charm on men, they could attract almost any man, unless they were already in love with someone else. Harmony slowly turned to Cedric beside her, expecting him to be out of his seat like Sirius and Malfoy, but he was just staring at the veela, totally confused. He wasn't being affected.

Remus and Mr. Diggory were laughing at Sirius' antics at trying to get the veela's attention. Mr. Malfoy, on the other hand, was looking embarrassed and trying to pull his son to sit down again. Remus also had a hold of Sirius' robes, just in case he really were to jump off.

Finally the music ended and angry shouts filled the air, none of the men wanted the veela to stop. Sirius was yelling, too, but Remus slapped in across the face and sat down looking slightly modified.

Remus was shaking his head slightly as he turned to Harmony. "You know of veelas, correct?" Harmony and Hermione knew, but Cedric didn't so Remus quickly explained. "Well, I can't really be affected because of my condition, but since Padfoot here isn't married to anyone or in love it affects him." Remus looked at Cedric oddly. "Cedric, you weren't affected either, were you?" Cedric nodded, then looked at Harmony, who blushed. Sirius was looking very pale, while Mr. Diggory looked almost proud.

There was no time to talk because the Irish's mascots came on, then the game started.

Harmony had never seen a faster game. It was almost hard to keep up, but it was an amazing game. Irish won, but Krum, the Bulgarian Seeker, caught the Snitch. Harmony could tell why, though. He wanted to end the game in his favor. A very good strategy.

Hermione seemed very upset. Master Crouch, who she found out was Barty Crouch, never showed up. Why send your house-elf, who's afraid of heights, up to save you a seat when you don't even show up? She was ranted about it halfway back to the tent until they were able to change to topic.

They stayed up pretty late into the night, until finally going to bed. Harmony know she dreamed of being in the Quidditch World Cup, her name being announced in the full stadium . . . then loud screams woke her. For a moment she thought it was her, and she was having a nightmare again without even realizing it, but then she heard more coming from outside. She also heard crashes and saw fire shadowing the tent.

The next moment the light was turned on. Hermione had also woken up, looking frightened. Sirius was in the doorway, looking grave. "Get some shoes on, now, we have to get moving!"

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And there we go! I'm sure you hate me . . . don't all raise your hands! . . . Or your pitchforks. -squeak- I'll be getting next chapter up in the next week. And by the way, I'm in summer school at the moment (by choice and for credits) so that's tiding me down a little. (We do, like, a chapter a day.) And I have Honors English essays to do, as well. I'll try to find some time to write for this . . . if writers block doesn't haunt me . . .

Thanks for reading! AND REVIEWING! -hint hint-