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Author's note: So here I am with part two. And now we can dive into this fake potter is, with more meddling dumbles, and of course the tri wizard tournament.
I hope you all enjoy!
Helle stood in the grand hall of the Egyptian palace, surrounded by her family, and friends she had made, the hall filled with the royal families of many countries and those high in their court. Over the summer, she had been introduced to many, and they all understood the secrecy they were bound too before meeting her. And Helle was glad to say she had learnt a lot from them – and they were all to happy to assist.
“We gather today, as for tomorrow Princess Hellebore returns to Britian, Princess Dina at her side for a new year at Hogwarts.” Pharaoh Ali raised his glass, bringing the quiet talking to a stop. “It was a joy when we discovered the living bloodline of Albion, alive and thriving.” He nodded to Helle, who gave a small smile in turn. “And it brings hope that Albion finally has a bright, and brilliant future Queen to lead it to a better age. So, please, give your blessings to Princess Helle as she makes her way on the next step of her journey.” The other guests raised their glasses, Dina nudged her friend, Helle just smiled as she looked across the crowds.
“You all out of social energy?” Helle had snuck away from the ball for a bit, standing on the balcony.
“Heir Weasley not surprised you are here. Did Heba bring you as a guest?” Helle asked.
“Yes, she wanted to introduce me to Heir Delacour, she is also working to become a curse breaker.” Bill smiled. “How are you feeling? About returning to Hogwarts?” Helle sighed softly, looking out over the desert.
“I am scared, in all honesty. The Forbidden… The fake, the tournament. A lot will be happening this year, and it feels like bad sign.” Helle admitted. “Dad feels like it is Dumbledore. Thinks he is going to start trying to use me, as Dad feels he wanted to from the start.”
“That’s reasonable. But you also hold more power then most normal students. He won’t be able to do much without upsetting a lot of people.” Bill told her. “You plan to take your seats when you return, don’t you?”
“Yes, well most of them, there are a few I can’t at the moment.” Helle nodded.
“Well, my grandfather Septimus Weaey, the current lord, is attending the meetings with the twins, from the letters, they have been making a few stands. I am surprised so many people were apparently surprised the twins were smart.”
“They are inventors, of course they are. It takes a genius or two to come up with half of the things they have.” Helle smiled gently. “They have been taking well to their seats?”
“Yes, Grandfather is quite happy. He wants me to sit in a few sessions, but I still have my heart set on being a curse breaker for some time. Though, you probably haven’t heard they officially left the Burrow – the Weasley family home.”
“They did?” Helle looked surprised. “Are they okay?”
“It as a mess apparently, they had to ask some of your house mate to help get their things out, they have moved into the old Prewett Manor. Some fight over what they wanted to be. Mom couldn’t stand them being joke shop owners, or taking their seats in the Wizengamot.” Bill sighed.
“At least they are safe.” Helle said.
“True. A lot of your friends have been attending meetings, 14 is usually the age young heirs start attending.”
“I am not 14 yet… think I would still be allowed?” Helle frowned.
“You’re birthday is in July now, right?” Bill asked.
“Yes, the 31st. I was born a day after Neville, feels weird going from being older then him to being younger.” Helle said, “Weird to think I am the youngest in the year now.” She added with a huff.
“I doubt many will care, from letters grandfather sends me, every luncheon they attend is often talking how to get revenge on your behalf without being caught.”
“Sounds like them.” Helle laughed. “It will be good, to be home I think. It will at least be good to see everyone again.” Helle looked over the desert of Egypt, “And I will finally see the Potter family home…” She added quietly. There was still a lot to look forward too in Britian, despite all the bad.
“Tis a shame Krum could not make it.” Fleur Delacour sighed, Helle, the Egyptian Princess and several other female nobles and royal sat to the side of the ball to relax. Helle had gotten pretty close to Fleur, and her little sister.
“He prefers Quidditch over his position.” Eshe sighed.
“I see the appeal, it is fun to play.” Helle said.
“I did not know you played.” Mei, the second Princess of Japan looked at her curiously.
“I play Seeker for the House team, I like to think I am good.” Helle said. “But my heart is set on doing my duty, there is a lot that needs to be corrected.”
“I shall be at Hogwarts this year, and Krum for the tournament, maybe we can arrange a small match between the three schools.” Fleur suggested.
“That sounds easy to do, I can speak to my head of house, I am sure he will approve such a thing.” Helle said.
“And we miss it.” Mei huffed, the girls laughed lightly.
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“Remember, you are welcome anytime, Princess Albion.” Pharaoh Ali smiled.
“I shall keep it in mind, Pharaoh, thank you, for housing my family and I during this time.” Helle said.
“It wa sour pleasure, we are here to help, should you ever need it.” Ali nodded. “And take care, my daughter, be safe, be strong, and please – do not cause trouble.”
“I won’t Father.” Dina smiled gently. “Not unless they start something first.” She hissed to Helle, who tried not to laugh, her father shook his head fondly.
“Remember if anything happens, the Golden Halls will always be open to you.” Heba stepped forward, bowing her head lightly.
“Thank you Heba, I shall keep that in mind.” Helle nodded.
“Everyone else is home, are you ready Bambi?” Sirius looked down at Helle, she looked up at him and smiled.
“Yes, lets go home Dad.” She grinned, as she, Sirius and Dina headed to the Floo that would take them back to the Slytherin Castle.