"Good evening everyone, as I said before Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event, The Triwizard Tournament. Now for those of you who do not know, the Triwizard Tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school, a single contestant is selected to compete. Now let me be clear, if chosen you stand alone. And trust me when I say these contests are not for the faint-hearted, but more of that later. For now please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and their headmistress Madame Maxime."

Then, one by one, a procession of stunningly beautiful Beauxbatons girls entering graceful synchronization. Clad in silky, skin-clinging robes. They dance up the aisles between the house's tables. Then, one after one, they pitch themselves forward and cartwheel to the top of the courtyard where allayed in a circle, they await their last two members: two blonds girls, one older than the other, who were vaulting side by side to the centre of the circle. The older girl, who made all the boys around to stop and stare, pulled out a silk light blue scarf, dangles it from her fingertips and spins the younger girl like a top.

The courtyard (=boys and a few girls) roars with approval.

At the end of the dance with the light blue scarves the girls were holding, a girl knee down in the front, and from all the scarves blue butterflies began to surround the Great Hall, and for some reason most of them went to the Slytherin table, resting on Hadrian who began to giggle from the tickles of the butterflies, while Draco and the rest of the Slytherin looked shock-like at Hadrian.

They bowed and everyone applauds.

"Blimey, that's one big woman", a random student said. And indeed she was. In the back, a big tall woman was walking slowly with three younger students walking beside her and than male students walking behind them in an elegant way. When the tall woman reached the platform where her female students where standing with hands behind their straight backs she went to stand next to Dumbledore, and her students depart to Ravenclaw and Slytherin tables.

"And now", Dumbledore continues, "our friends from the north, please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang and the high master Igor Karkaroff."

A series of older muscular boys dress in red and brown tight jacket, black tight pants and combat warm boots walk up the aisle brandishing bo staffs, twirling them around and periodically stabbing them into the ground with a spark effect, making marks on the marble floor.

"Blimey, it's him, Viktor Krum!" Students from Gryffindor house fisher between them, making the whole Great Hall hear them.

The boys at the front breathe some fire to finish their entrance

"Albus!" the headmaster of Durmstang yelled at Dumbledore. Dumbledore, smiling from ear to ear went a bit forward ready for a hug. "Igor", the headmaster of Drumstang was prepared for a handshake when Dumbledore hug him, tightly.

The Slytherin, Hufflepuff and the Ravenclaw table looked in pity for Igor.

The three headmasters went to the teacher table while the students from Drumstang departed to the Slytherin table.

If you were looking from far, you would think that there was a red spot in the Gryffindor table just sitting there, but if you looked closely you would understand that it was actually a student, Ron Weasley if to be accurate, looking at the Slytherin table with an angry expression on his face, all because Victor Krum was sitting next to Hadrian and Draco.

No, he didn't sit between them, nothing would be between the two of them. He sat next to both of them because Hadrian was sitting on Draco. The Slytherin table was very tight on place at the moment since all the students from Drumstang were sitting with them with more than a half from Beauxbatons. So to make more place in the table (and in Draco opinion, so no one will touch his mate) Draco scoops up his mate and put him on his lap, making Hadrian blush and to the girls from Beauxbaton to coo at them. In addition, one of the older students from Slytherin enlarged the table enough so they will be more room and yet the table won't touch the wall near the entrance.

The food appeared on the table, more than usual. It was different too. Instead from the regular English dinner which was served, now there were also dishes from France and whats look like from Russia.

They began to tuck in, Draco had his plate a bit more to his right so his mate could eat more comfortably. They spoke mainly in French in the table, the Slytherins knew the language fluently because most of them were taught from a young age and the Russian studied this language from the moment they started the school.

In front of Hadrian and Draco sat Fleur Delacour and a male student from the same school as her, probably her submissive mate from their behaviour toward each other. Draco began to speak to her about the best way to treat a submissive while both of them draw circles on the back of their mates. Fleur was mainly surprised by how young Draco and Hadrian were, and Draco rushed to explain to her that they had an early inheritance.

Meanwhile, Hadrian was speaking in Russian with the professional Quidditch player next to him, asking him about his hobbies and his favourites thing, trying to make him feel more comfortable since half of the school was trying to look at him from their tables. Victor was thankful for the distraction and surprised that someone here knew more than two hard languages and didn't stare at him when he was so close to him and began to talk to the small child.

Hadrian was still wearing his undercoat and scarf and the tip of his nose and cheeks still red. He didn't have much on his plate which worried his mate and friends, so while speaking to Victor, Draco was sneaking a bit of food at a time to his plate, not that he ate much from what he put at the beginning.

" Hadrian are you alright?" He heard someone asking him in French. He turned from his conversation with Victor with a small smile and saw that his friends were looking at him worriedly.

Remembering now that they wanted to talk before Dumbledore had interrupted them, he gave them a small smile and nod before closing his eyes and laying his head on Draco shoulder, turning away from the other.

"Are you sure you are alright sweety? Do you want to go back to our room?" Draco whispered to him. All their friends with Fleur, her mate and Victor were looking at him, not that he could see.

He shooked his head and whispered to Draco "I'm fine, just a bit tired. Tell me when dessert comes and later we will call mommy to the room. "

Draco kissed him on the cheek and turned from his mate. They began to speak in French and Fleur went to the Gryffindor table to ask from them if she can take one of their desserts since from the Slytherin table it was completely gone. Ron rushed to give it to her, on the way knocking two glasses full of pumpkin juice, and when she turned around to the Slytherin table, she heard laughing from behind her and knew the other students were making fun from the red-faced child she asks from him the food.

When she sat back down she saw Hadrian with a huge chocolate blood cake with cream and berries on his plate, him eating it happily and in a small child haze.

No wonder he asked from Draco to tell him when dessert comes.

When the whole hall finished, Dumbledore stood up with a short guy next to him, wearing an expensive robe and hat.

"I would like to say a few words", Dumbledore began speaking, "before we bring in the casket. Eternal glory. That is what awaits the student who wins the
Triwizard Tournament. But to do so, that student must survive three tasks. Three very dangerous tasks. You see, the Triwizard Tournament has an unfortunate history of killing off its participants for this reason. the Ministry has seen fit to impose a new rule. To explain, we have the Head of the
Department of International
Magical Cooperation, Mr Bartemius
Crouch.

"Barty, as you were saying ..." Dumbledore turned to the short wizard standing next to him.

The short wizard as Hadrian liked to call him, now known as Barty Crouch, blinks several times, and turns back to the students who wait for his explaining.

Barty Crouch blinks, turns back to the students who wait for his explaining, apparently, he wasn't listening.

"After due consideration, " Barty began, "the Ministry has concluded that, for their own safety, no student under the age of seventeen will be allowed to put forth their name for the Triwizard Tournament. This decision is final."

An uproar came from the students, especially from the Gryffindor table. The quietest table was the Slytherin one.
The Weasley twins were the loudest from all and among them where several more who yelled at the head table.

"SILENCE!"

Dumbledore's voice rang through the Hall, quieting everyone.

"Thank you," Dumbledore said. Raising his wand, Dumbledore turned to the casket and tap it with his wand three times. The lid opened in the process and out of the casket came a huge wooden cup, dancing around him blue-white flames.

"The Goblet of Fire", Dumbledore began "anybody wishing to submit themselves to the tournament need only to write their name upon a piece of parliament and drop it into the flames within the next twenty-four hours. Do not do so lightly. If chosen, there is no turning back. To make time for your decision tomorrow they won't be any classes. As of this moment...

"The Triwizard Tournament has begun."

-&-&-&-

They were back in their room, the visiting students went to their rooms for the rest of the school year, the Russian to the boat they came in and the French to their Carriage, which grew in it's the size for the students to sleep in.

Draco looked concerned at his mate, who was walking in front of their bed in cycles with his shirt half unbuttoned, his black boxers and black long socks garters with his thinking face, to fingers were under his chin and his eyes were focused on the ground.

He knew that his mate was thinking the plan all over again. And again...

And again.

Hadrian hated this part of the plan, mainly because he didn't have any control over it. This part was all in one pair of hands...
Paired that belong to one teacher.

Severus was on his way to their room. Draco had called him after putting Hadrian on their bed, thinking that he would stay on the bed since he needed to carry him all over to their room, he still was exhausted after this afternoon.

But when Draco came back to the room, he saw him like this. He didn't know what to do, this was a first for Hadrian.

He stood up, and slowly, ever so slowly, he stood next to Hadrian and put his hand on his shoulder.

Hadrian stopped walking. Turning to his mate, Draco could see that Hadian's face was a bit more red and damp. More worry than before, Draco picked Hadrian up from behind his ankles and armpits and lied him on the bed, preventing him from getting back.

After the third failed attempt, Hadrian decided to give back on trying to stand up, and instead pulled his mate to the bed next to him, deciding to cuddle for now.

Draco didn't expect this and fell next to his mate, and the next second found a small body cuddling next to him.

Thinking it was better than for his mate than walking around the room looking unwell (and if he looked unwell than he probably wasn't feeling well either) he stayed cuddled to him, deciding it was a much better way to wait for Severus.

Some minutes later there was a knock on the door. Don't want to get up but doesn't have a choice, Draco got up to open the door, only to reveal Severus standing on the other side. Stepping aside for his teacher and future mother in law, he went with Severus to the bed where Hadrian was now sitting looking at them.

Severus sat next to him and put one hand on Hadrian's forehead and the other one on his abdomen.

A worried look took place on Severus' face, "how do you feel baby?" Severus asked his son.

"Warm and a slightly dizzy" Hadrian answered his mom in a small voice.

Severus turned around, looking at Draco. "Draco please go to my office and bring the black leather bag under the table. After that, I will need you to wait outside the room until I will call you."

Not waiting for a reply, Severus turned back to his son and began to pet his head, knowing that will calm his son.

Draco went to his Head of House office and several moments later came back to the room with the leather bag, laying it on the ground next to the Professor, and leaving the room after planting a kiss on Hadrian's forehead.

"Baby, " Severus began to speak to his son, "I think there is a chance that you are going into your first heat, if not then you are developing a fever. I will need to check your temperature in several places to confirm if you are developing one of those things. Do you understand?" Severus asked in the end, knowing from the summer that it was hard for Hadrian to concentrate on things while having a fever.

"Yes, " Hadrian replayed in a small voice. "Will you use a spell to check?" Hadrian asked his mom hopefully.

"Unfortunately no sweety. If I use a spell than I will only know the temperature of your whole body, not each place. For this, I will need to check each place apart by a thermometer."

His son whined a little before nodding sadly.

"Sorry baby. Now let's do it quickly so you could rest".

Seeing his son nodding again, he continued to explain to him what would he need to do.

"First sweety, I will need you to take off your boxers and come closer to the bottom of the bed".

Blushing more, Hadrian did as his mother told him. He stood on his knees still on the bed, he began to take off his black boxers and put them next to him at the top of the bed. Then he began to crawl to the edge of the bed and sat there, each leg fold on each side of his body.

"Now I will need you to lay back. Your bottom will need to touch the end of the bed and lift up, and your legs will need to be open on your sides a bit too."

Blushing even more, Hadrian lied on his back, lift his small soft bottom a bit and took his leg apart. Meanwhile, Severus took out from the bag 6 thermometers and two crystals bottles.

Severus sat close to his son's face and lied his left hand on his forehead. "Sweety open your mouth please". Hadrian looked at his mother for a second before he opened his mouth a bit. Severus took one thermometer and tuck it under his son's tongue.

Then he took two more and put each one under his son armpit.

Severus than moved to the end of the bed, standing in front of his son. " Now Hadrian I will need to put one thermometer in your anus, one inside your vagina, which will hurt a bit because this is the longest one, we need it to get into your uterus, and then we will need to put one in your penis, and for this, we will need to get you erected. Do you understand sweety?"

Hadrian began to get worried, but remembering his mother saying that it will end fast, he nods as much as he could.

Severus knew his son wanted it to end fast so he began to take one thermometer and pushing it gently inside his son's anus while rubbing his son's penis trying to get him erected. Hadrian began to wince and moan with the thermometer still in his mouth.

Severus took the longest thermometer and began gently pushing it into his son vagina, now the penis was erected, and still pushing the thermometer into the vagina, now at the entrance of the uterus, he took the last thermometer and pushed it with his free hand into the penis' urethral opening. Hadrian began to shake now with pleasure and pain. The vagina's thermometer was now touching the other end of the uterus and the thermometer of the penis was touching the prostate gland.

"Sweety you can lay now on your side," the moment he said that Hadrian collapsed on his right side, Severus rushed to sit next to his son's head, trying to calm him down. Several minutes passed and Severus began to take the thermometers out. Beginning in the mouth and moving forward.

Hadrian almost screamed when the thermometers from the vagina and penis were taken out.

Still having the erection and now leaking out too, Severus helped his son to sit under the covers and then went to call Draco.

Draco immediately went to his mate and hugged him. Hadrian groaned.

Draco looking at him a bit in a shock and a lust, turned to Severus for an explanation.

"He isn't going into heat, but there is a chance that he is developing a fever. Just in case, we will give him both potions since he close to both ways. In Addition, in the prosses to check his temperature we needed him erected."

Looking shocked at his Professor, Draco looked down only to see a very small tent in the blankets.

"Usually, " Severus continued "submissives can only cum once in a week on their first year of inheritance, but since Hadrian might get into heat, you will need to help him with this, and don't do anything else for the next two month unless he will be into a heat. Help him take the potions after and not before so you won't have any problems."

Severus kissed his son's head before leaving them alone.

Hadrian began to groan and Draco immediately began to kiss his mate's neck, giving his attation to the maris he made this afternoon, and lift him up with the blankets, going away from the bed and next to the dresser next to their closet.

Lifting up the sheets a bit, he took his two hard huge cocks out of his trousers and began to rub them between Hadrian's legs, making sure they touched his balls, kissing Hadrian back, chest, neck and mouth all this time.

Hadrian began to moan and scream for his mate to go faster, taking any moment of this.

-&-&-&-

"Hadrian please come into my office for a moment, " the professor called him from his office.Turning around Hadrian went to the professor's office.

" Did you do it?" Hadrian asked the moment the door was close and the professor turned to him.

"Yes," the professor said.

Hadrian gave a small nod and left the office, now relaxed.