Besides the Eaters? The Dark Mark and Goblet

Marvolo was shellshocked when he noticed the Dark Mark in the sky, understandably in disbelief. He took the chance to flee with the Weasley twins and Ginny. Better to flee with Pure-Bloods than Harry Potter himself. Either way, Marvolo was gone.

Marvolo was in Hogwarts, at the Slytherin table, seated between Daphne and Tracy, he listened to the various conversations between the Slytherin's. At one or two points his eyesight become more detailed, a side affect of his newfound Animagus abilities, having chosen to become a Falcon Animagus. But otherwise nothing overt or concerning. "So Marvolo, what do you think about the rumours of the Dark Lord's return?" Asks Blaise. "Honestly? I'm more concerned with the load of work McGonagall sent my way, woman made me take Fifth Year stuff on the last break." Says Marvolo. "Fair enough I suppose, but seriously, the two of you have the same grandfather right? Your father was his mum's elder brother right?" Asks Draco, suddenly jumping in. "Yes, they were. Your point?" Asks Marvolo crossly. "When the Dark Lord does return, he'll look to you to lead us no doubt." Says Pansy also jumping in. "I imagine he will, but I don't focus on possibilities drawn from rumours, I focus on possibilities drawn from truth." Says Marvolo diplomatically and pragmatically.

No doubt sensing his desire to steer to another topic of conversation, Tracy chose to speak up about something less despicable. "Did any of you see the Bulgaria vs Ireland Quidditch World Cup final?" She asks. "Yea, I attended with Draco, his father, and the Minister for Magic." Marvolo explained. "Apparently that player Viktor Krum put on quite the show." Tracy continued, and Marvolo felt a pang of jealousy, hearing his girl talk about a well-known celebrity. "Personally I couldn't care who he is, it's his play style I'm more interested in." Says Marvolo. "Well duh, your Slytherin's Vice-Captain and Seeker." Says Pansy in her usual self-important tone, but she wasn't entirely wrong. Marvolo was the Vice-Captain and Seeker, for their House Quidditch team.

Marvolo was among the boys drooling over the girls of Beauxbatons, though respectfully less so. One girl in particular caught his eye, and she was by far the prettiest of Beauxbatons in his mind, and his restraint was slowly slipping, when it shouldn't be. To his mind, the only thing capable of this, was a Veela, or at least a Veela Half-Blood or Quart-Blood. What surprised him, was that his eyes met the girls, and together something was exchanged between them, both of them obviously noticed it, and a blush crept on her cheeks, even as a smile crept on his. Sadly, Marvolo was pulled from this moment by Dumbledore's cyclonic voice. "Now give A firm welcome to the proud sons of Durmstrang." Says Dumbledore as the Durmstrang students show of a proud and Martial Magical display.

Marvolo had listened and then booed the decision to ban any students from the age of seventeen from the TriWizard Tournament. Fred and George Weasley were amongst the largest and loudest to deride this ban. Sadly, as a Fourth Year, Marvolo was even more upset about this than they were. Regardless the feast was over, and Marvolo had a Potions and a Charms essay due first thing in the morning. So, finishing his meal and taking one last glance at the French beauty who's eyes had met his, Marvolo left for the library. Walking through Hogwarts, and having long-since memorised the way, arrived quickly and found it mostly deserted. Marvolo Found A Empty Table, sat Down, opened his books, and prepared to continue where he'd left off. Marvolo was about a paragraph and a half done, when he instantly became aware of french perfume. "You can stop hiding my lady, I can smell your perfume." Says Marvolo and surprise surprise, the beauty he'd laid eyes on was before his table.

"So ze Marvolo Gaunt are ze?" She asked in a heavily French accent. "Yes and who are you precisely?" Marvolo. "Fleur Delacour, Beauxbatons top student and an admirer of yours." She said in a slightly throaty voice. "That so, and just what, may I ask, do you admire about me?" Says Marvolo a curious and barely innocent tone of voice. "Depends, Beauxbatons has head lot of rumours of ze, but most importantly, ze skill ze has shown in breaking curses, Quidditch, and his handsome appearance." Says Fleur. "Interesting, I'll have to learn what you've heard in great detail madam Delacour, for now though, I have two essay's to write and not a lot of time, I look forward to hearing your tales later though." Says Marvolo flirtatiously. "So do I." Says Fleur