Fate's Request: A Harry Potter FanFiction

SCENES OF TERROR AT THE QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP: TWO DEATH EATERS CAPTURED

This was the headline David saw in the Daily Prophet the next morning as he came downstairs for breakfast.

"Mel!" David called, summoning her from the Potions Lab.

"How can I help you, Master?" Mel asked politely.

"I want you to make contact with Dawlish sometime today, I want to know what's going on at the Ministry," David asked as he drank his cup of coffee.

"Of course," she replied and popped back into the lab, presumably.

"Scrambled or fried, Master David?" Greenie asked as Mel left.

"Scrambled," David replied as he returned to the paper, looking for any details into what was going on regarding the accomplices of Nott and McNair.

He doubted anything would happen to the others, too rich and connected.

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"Harry, can I borrow Hedwig to tell David I'm okay?" she asked as she, Harry and the Weasley's sat down for breakfast.

"Why you gotta do that for?" Ronald said in between bites, much to the disgust of everyone around him.

"Because he's my boyfriend and reads the paper?!" Hermione half-shouted at him, confused as to why he couldn't put two and two together.

Scoffing, spraying crumbs everywhere, which earned him a kick in the shin from Ginny.

"Ow! Mum, Ginny kicked me," Ronald m.o.a.n.e.d to his mother.

"If you keep talking with your mouth full, I'll be the one to kick you, young man," his mother said, chiding him into submission.

"Disgusting," Ginny said under her breath, fed up with her slob of a brothers eating habits.

"Uhh, sorry Hermione, he's still off delivering a letter for me," Harry said, finally answering.

"Oh… right, okay. I guess I'll have to write something to him when I get home then," a dejected Hermione said in reply, for she didn't feel comfortable asking to use Errol, the Weasley house owl. Neither did they offer, Percy and Arthur would be needing it with the fiasco at the Ministry.

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"Rita Skeeter still managed to make thing difficult for the Ministry…" David said to himself as he put down the paper.

"Thanks, Greenie, can you grab an owl for me? I want to write Hermione," David asked of her as she cleaned up in the kitchen.

Following the stunning of McNair, David had gone to check up on Hermione and the Golden Trio. After finding her safe and sound and almost being hit by a stray stunner to the face, David walked off deep into the woods so he and Fitz could flame away in relative safety.

"Of course, Master!" she replied, bouncing on her heels immediately towards her owl menagerie.

Soon interrupting him was Mel, with basic information from Dawlish, who confirmed that certain families were blocking the release of the names of Macnair and Nott from being released.

And while Madam Bones request to use Vertiraserum was blocked, she had managed to lock in their guilt with quick work. Essentially assuring the two were soon headed to Azkaban.

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"Hermione dear!" Mrs Weasley shouted, "You've got a letter waiting for you!"

Ron seemed to scowl at that news and Harry seemed not to be paying attention, lost in his own little world.

"Oh! It must David!" she shrieked in response, much to Ginny's amus.e.m.e.nt.

Returning with her letter and owl perched on her shoulder, Hermione plopped herself next to Ginny in the Weasley living room and hurriedly opened the letter.

"What's it say?" Ginny asked after Hermione finished reading the letter with a smile on her face.

"Oh, David said he read about the World Cup fiasco and was checking up on me. He wants to know when I'm going to be in Diagon Alley, to meet me there," she answered.

"What do you mean when you're going to be in Diagon Alley?" Ron suddenly asked, "You're meant to be staying here for the rest of the summer!"

"She's going home to spend time with her boyfriend, idiot," Ginny answered, throwing a pillow at his red, scowling face.

"Oi!"

"I'd better go reply. Can I use your quill, Ginny? I haven't got my quills and parchment set up," Hermione asked, ignoring Ron completely.

"Sure! Tell David I say hi," she answered with a smile, turning to glare at her brother as soon as Hermione left.

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After receiving Hermione's confirmation that she was okay, David met up with her the following day at the Leaky Cauldron, heading straight to the Granger's to spend the last couple weeks of the summer holidays before Hogwarts began.

He was a little conflicted regarding this as he wanted to focus on recreating Thief's Downfall, but he settled for allowing Mel to focus on it while he spent his summer with Hermione, he would have time to work on it while the school was obsessed with the Triwizard Tournament.

Due to Hermione dropping Divination and Muggle Studies, she and David had almost the same subjects, with the exception of Care of Magical Teachers. This let them complete the entire syllabus of summer homework together in record time, something David managed to convince Hermione to set aside during the earlier days of the summer.

David covered that area of learning by helping Greenie occasionally with the variety of creatures she tended for and by listening to gushing House Elf try to convince him to purchase more.

He'd definitely buy her a reserve to tend once everything had been dealt with. But right now, he needed to a constant stream of ingredients to help with his learning, not to mention how important some of those ingredients were becoming due to the difficulty regarding Thief's Downfall.

It was during the last days before they returned to Hogwarts that David received a letter from Cyrus Greengrass, detailing his plans before the Wizengamot and asking for David's final approval of the plans.

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David was intently reading the long letter for the third time when Hermione looked up from the book she was reading and couldn't hold in her curiosity any longer.

"What's that letter your so intent on reading, David?" she asked, curious, for the book she was reading so really boring and couldn't keep her attention.

"Oh, remember how I went to see the Greengrass' over Christmas?" David said, looking up from his letter and swivelling Hermione's chair around so he could face her.

Seeing Hermione nod, David continued, "Well, it was regarding my family's vaults. I don't remember if I told you or not, but they were completely empty when the Goblin's asked me to come into Gringotts for an inheritance test."

"Why was it empty?" Hermione asked, now sitting up with her legs crossed. This was far more interesting than the book she was reading.

"Well… our families have some History and they asked about a journal left behind by an ancestor. Well, with the vault being empty and the Manor completely bare-bones, it was clear the Ministry had it," David explained.

"Wait, how can the Ministry just empty someone's vault? I thought he goblins prided themselves on the fact that they protect their clients gold so thoroughly!" she said, outraged the Ministry would do such a thing.

"Not really sure… the goblins are tight-lipped about it but remorseful. I'm thinking the Ministry forced their hand, because like you said, they really pride themselves on guarding their clients gold and treasures," David said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Anyway, Cyrus Greengrass, Daphne and Astoria's father informed me that the reason for the Ministry emptying my vault was for the number of Galleons they could gain from the various business and loans that were beholden to the Cross family that had built up over the centuries…" David explained.

With wide eyes, Hermione asked, "How much are we talking if the Ministry decided to break into a pureblood family vault to get it?"

"I think… around one hundred and fifty million Galleons," David answered with a coy smile, it really was an insane amount for Witches and Wizards.

"That's… that's a lot of gold, David…" Hermione said breathlessly, quickly doing the math to convert it from Galleons to Pounds.

"Yeah… and to get the journal back we need to go after it all… so I could end up quite rich I guess," was David's response to potentially becoming the ric.h.e.s.t wizard in Britain.

"Right… quite rich… David, the Ministry's operating budget is ten million! A year! You're talking about fifteen times that! You'd bankrupt the ministry…"

"Well… we don't think they'll agree to the entire sum, but Cyrus thinks we can get about a third of it, or at least get instalments over the years," David answered easily, not really caring about the Ministries budget, they'd fall to Voldemort soon enough as is. Less money for Death Eaters in the end.

"David… this is going to cause a massive outcry! Everyone will be talking about it!" Hermione almost shrieked, "You hate attention!"

"I know, that's why we're going to use an event going on at Hogwarts this year as cloud cover," he said with a grin.

Hermione looked at David suspiciously, "What event?"

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"So, he thinks Durmstrang is so great, does he? Thinks it would have suited him, does he? I wish he'd gone, vile little inbred creature!" Hermione hissed after she, David and Harry listened in on Draco boast about the foreign Wizarding school.

Ron, after seeing David with Hermione had wanted to sit somewhere else with Harry, but Harry was oblivious to his friend's discomfort, so it was just the three of them in the compartment as Ron had gone to sit with his brothers.

"What's Durmstrang's? Harry asked curiously.

"It's another wizarding school," David answered, settling into his seat.

"Yes, it's a horrible school. Famed for the Dark Arts. The Dark Wizard, Grindelwald studied there," Hermione said in a huff, annoyed.

"Well, that's hardly fair Hermione. Voldemort went to Hogwarts, you can't judge the school based on a few bag eggs," David said in response.

Harry had a shocked expression on his face after David said the Dark Lord's chosen name out loud.

Noticing this Hermione smiled, "Oh, don't mind Harry, David. He's just not used to people saying the Dark Lords name."

As Harry was going to say something, the compartment door burst open and in walked a furious looking Ronald, hauling his trunk and owl cage behind him.

"Fred and George kicked me out," he said with a glare.

"Right…" was all Harry said in response, which only made Ron angrier.

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Sue and Luna soon joined them in the carriage, Padma was sitting with her sisters Gryffindor friends and Sue had gotten sick of the excessive girl talk and questions for the dress robes required in the school list this year.

Ron only grew gloomier, Harry chatted with Luna, a little confused but enjoying his conversation with the strange third-year.

Hermione, on the other hand, had never met any of David's Ravenclaw friends and was getting along swimmingly with Sue.

Following drop-ins from confused looking Gryffindor's throughout the trip, they were eventually interrupted by Draco and his henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle.

David, not yet having a chance to use Legilimency on the boy did so immediately and entered his unguarded mind with ease.

What he found almost made him burst out in laughter. Draco, after all this time, was still hung up over the fact the famous Harry Potter rejected him.

That was all. It was all because of that that he continued to berate Harry constantly throughout the school year. Pettiness must really be a Slytherin House trait David thought to himself with a half-concealed smirk.

After embarrassing Ron and his dress robes and hinting to the Triwizard tournament, he eventually left with a smug look on his face, having no idea all his secrets had just been read by David.

"So, really, what was he on about?" Ron asked the group, killing him inside that Malfoy knew something he didn't.

Hermione had to hold in her knowledge about the tournament, for David made her promise.

"Probably just riling you up, Ron," she said, acting like she didn't care about the hints he dropped regarding the tournament.

"Right," he said with a huff, embarrassment over his robes now setting back in.

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After the carriage ride back up to the castle, thanks to the Thestral's who David could now see, he gave Hermione a kiss good-bye and went to sit at his house table, along with Sue and Luna.

David watched Mad-Eye Moody, or 'Barty Crouch Jr. walk into the Great Hall with an internal sigh as he interrupted the headmaster's speech with that wooden leg of his.

He would be a really good, practical Defence Professor, but just knowing the murderous Death Eater was his teacher made his skin crawl.

As the Headmaster continued with his speech following the interruption, the school erupted into whispers at the announcement of the Triwizard Tournament, something David knew was going to be a disappointment to watch after the first task. He was truthfully itching to fight a dragon, reckless it may be.

With the thoughts of battling powerful magic beasts, David ignored the headmaster until it was time to return to their dorm rooms.

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David sat on the edge of his bed and hummed to himself, thoughts racing.

Death Eater for a Professor, getting dragged into preparing Harry for the tasks and dealing with Cedric's death.

There was a bit for David to do this year apart from his own studies, which he intended to really pick up on as the Room of Requirement would be hard to use the next two years.

Maybe he would have to create his own private room or prepare the Chamber of Secrets for human use, the smell was horrid but getting down there would be simple via Fitz.

"Tsk, so much to do…"

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AN: Apologies for no releases in the past 2 days, but I was feeling a little unmotivated, not to mention really busy with work.

Anyway, here's a chapter! I'm working one the next chapter right now, but no promises it will be out anytime soon. I'll try though.

Also, don't worry about David hanging out with the Golden Trio all that much, he's going to have more scenes with Harry this year due to the tournament and helping him prepare with Hermione but things will settle back to normal the following year.