[Image Description: Ron, Hermione, Draco, and Harry have a conversation in the hallways at Hogwarts. They are all dressed in uniforms that are slightly more old-fashioned than the film ones, incorporating breeches, waistcoats, and gloves.]
Lord Harry Potter and the Cursed Cup, a fic by @omgkatsudonplease with banner art by the excellent @splashofcolour23
Hermione was looking put-out by the time they had finished scrubbing out their cauldrons. “It’s not the Chizpurfle’s fault that it’s drawn to magic,” she complained as they filed out of the classroom in search of lunch. “I mean, it’s like a magical scavenger, right? It’s got an ecological role just like maggots and worms do.” “Maggots and worms have got roles?” echoed Ron. “Well—yes! They’re supposed to help decompose dead things and bring their nutrients back into the soil! I imagine the Chizpurfle does the same to magical creatures!” Ron sighed. “They’re just parasites, Hermione. They eat up sources of magic and make them useless. Mum has to spray our wardstone with anti-Chizpurfle potion just to make sure the buggers don’t wreck the house.” Hermione made a face. “I just don’t like that we had to watch them getting eaten,” she said. “I bet Hagrid wouldn’t have had us killing Chizpurfles our first day back.” “That’s because Hagrid would have us studying whatever horrible new monster he’s bred over the summer,” said Ron. “Five Sickles that it breathes fire.” “Ten Sickles that it’s venomous,” added Harry. “What are we betting on?” asked Draco as he insinuated himself between Harry and Hermione. “The monstrous appendages on Hagrid’s new species,” said Ron at the same time that Hermione insisted, “Never you mind.” Immediately, Draco’s eyes lit up. “I’ll play. One Galleon that it’s got stingers.” “You’re all horrible,” declared Hermione, and shoved past the three of them towards the Great Hall. The Triwizard Tournament has come to Hogwarts. When Harry, Lord of the Honourable and Most Ancient House of Potter, is entered into it against his will, he and his friends must band together to help him survive the Tournament—and figure out why someone would want to enter him in the first place. Part Four of Heirs of Avalon, a Pureblood Culture deconstruction.
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