1 Return of the Lost Potter

On Halloween night four schools had gathered together in the Great Hall for the selection of the champions who would compete in the tournament. "Welcome everyone as we're gathered here to await the Goblet of FIre's choosing of the three champions who will compete in the Tri-Wizard tournament. Remember that anyone who is chosen is bound to compete or they'll lose their magic forever. Any minute now the goblet will light and the names shall be drawn." As soon as he finished with that the goblet lit up and moments later the first name popped out.

"The champion for Durmstrang is, Viktor Krum." That was met with loud applause as everyone was excited at the prospect of their idol getting to compete, with the loudest being from Ron as he went to the anti-chamber as earlier instructed.

Seconds alter the goblet lit up again with a dainty sort of airplane floating the piece of paper into Dumbledore's hand. "The champion for Beauxbatons is, Fleur Delacour." This was met with quieter applause as things were a bit mixed with that announcement. Most of the females were either glaring or sulking and there were barely any men who could stop drooling and actually think with their heads to clap for her as she went to join Krum/

The final name for the night popped out. "The third champion for Hogwarts is, Cedric Diggory." This got the loudest of the night as all the houses, excluding Slytherin, cheered with the loudest being Hufflepuff at finally having a chance at glory.

"Well then, congratulations to all the champions and I wish them good luck in the coming months. I would like to remind everyone-" Before he could finish, the goblet unexpectedly lit up once again. Dumbledore caught the note and read it quietly too stunned by what it said as it was impossible but it had to be true as the goblet would never pick someone dead. "Harry Potter". He said it silently yet the entire hall heard him. "HARRY POTTER!" He yelled it this time as if it would make him magically appear. The whole hall just waited in stunned silence. Then suddenly,

"WHERE THE HELL ARE WE?"

Being the first to come out of his stupor Dumbledorre raced into the direction of the Quidditch pitch which is where it sounded like it had originated form, with everyone else following him soon after. Once outside everyone was once again stunned frozen by a sight they had never seen before, not even the ancient Dumbledore could believe what he was beholding. What puzzled the muggle raised was the sight of two Jolly Rogers. One with a Straw Hat, and th other had what looked like the traiditonal skull and bones but in the moon with stars in the background. But even still that wasn't the surprising parts, what was surprising was that there was a gigantic island floating over the pitch where the flag sat on top of a building.

Taking another glance Dumbledore saw a sight he thought he'd never see again. A young James Potter without glasses but he'd recognize that hair anywhere.