Hogwarts Love Story Part 23

I wish the Yule Ball would hurry up...I wants it now. NOW!! L-O-V-E-is all I can give to you! have you read This Dark Endeavor? You should. You'll probably like it.

I'm so so sorry! *chipmunk noises* - now thats sarcasm!! never can say goodbye,even though the pain and heartache seems to follow me wherever I go,though I try and try to hide my feelings,they always seem to show-

Created by: 5thMarauder

  1. What is your age?
  2. What is your gender?
  1. You returned to your seat between Cedric and Viktor."Thank you all," said Dumbledore, standing up at the judges' table. "You may go back to your lessons now - or perhaps it would be quicker just to go down to dinner, as they are about to end -" Feeling that at last something had gone right today, you got up to leave, but the man with the black camera jumped up and cleared his throat. "Photos, Dumbledore, photos!" cried Bagman excitedly. "All the judges and champions, what do you think, Rita?" "Er - yes, let's do those first," said Rita Skeeter. "And then perhaps some individual shots." The photographs took a long time. Madame Maxime cast everyone else into shadow wherever she stood, and the photographer couldn't stand far enough back to get her into the frame; eventually she had to sit while everyone else stood around her. Karkaroff kept twirling his goatee around his finger to give it an extra curl; Krum, whom you would have thought would have been used to this sort of thing, skulked, half-hidden, at the back of the group. The photographer seemed keenest to get Fleur at the front, but Rita Skeeter kept hurrying forward and dragging you and Harry into greater prominence,although you dug your heels into the ground and resisted. Then she insisted on separate shots of all the champions. At last, you were free to go. You and Harry went down to dinner. Hermione wasn't there - you supposed she was still in the hospital wing having her teeth fixed after a fight Harry and Draco had. You both ate together at the end of the table, then returned to Gryffindor Tower. An owl flew over to you as soon as you sat down. It had a letter attached to its leg. You untied it and began reading. ______ - I can't say everything I would like to in a letter, it's too risky in case the owl is intercepted - we need to talk face-to-face. Can you ensure that you an Harry are alone by the fire in Gryffindor Tower at one o'clock in the morning on the 22nd of November? I know better than anyone that you can look after yourself and while you're around Dumbledore and Moody I don't think anyone will be able to hurt you. However, someone seems to be having a good try. Entering you in that tournament would have been very risky, especially right under Dumbkdore's nose. Be on the watch, _______. I still want to hear about anything unusual. Let me know about the 22nd ofNovember as quickly as you can. Sirius. You scribbled a reply and sent the owl off with it. You went to find Harry to tell him.
  2. The next fortnight passed quickly. You,Hermione and Harry went to the Three Broomsticks one weekend.Hagrid and Moody entered while Hermione was poring over her S.P.E.W. notebook. Harry was under the invisibility cloak. Hagrid bent down pretending to examine the notebook,while Moody said "Nice cloak Potter". "Can your eye - I mean, can you -?" "Yeah, it can see through Invisibility Cloaks," Moody said quietly. "And it's come in useful at times, I can tell you.". Hagrid now bent down on the pretext of reading the S.P.E.W. notebook, and said in a whisper so low that only you and Harry could hear it, " meet me tonight at midnight at my cabin. Wear that cloak." Straightening up, Hagrid said loudly, "Nice ter see yeh, Hermione,_____," winked, and departed. Moody followed him. "Why does Hagrid want us to meet him at midnight?" Harry said, very surprised. "Does he?" said Hermione, looking startled. "I wonder what he's up to? I don't know whether you should go...." She looked nervously around and hissed, "It might make you late for Sirius." It was true that going down to Hagrid's at midnight would mean cutting your meeting with Sirius very fine indeed; Hermione suggested sending Hedwig down to Hagrid's to tell him you couldn't go - always assuming she would consent to take the note, of course - You, however, thought it better just to be quick at whatever Hagrid wanted you for. You were both very curious to know what this might be; Hagrid had never asked either of you to visit him so late at night. At half past eleven that evening,you crept downstairs and met Harry,who pulled the invisibility Cloak over you both. Quite a few people were still in there. The Creevey brothers had managed to get hold of a stack of Support Cedric Diggory! badges and were trying to bewitch them to make them say Support Harry Potter! instead. So far, however, all they had managed to do was get the badges stuck on POTTER STINKS. You crept past them to the portrait hole and waited for a minute or so,Harry keeping an eye on his watch. Then Hermione opened the Fat Lady for him from outside as you had planned. You slipped past her with a whispered "Thanks!" and set off through the castle. Walking under the Cloak together proved very difficult,as your stride was longer than Harry's,and the cloak kept slipping all over the place. The two of you started giggling madly when it happened the tenth time.
  3. The grounds were very dark. You walked down the lawn toward the lights shining in Hagrid's cabin. The inside of the enormous Beauxbatons carriage was also lit up; you could hear Madame Maxime talking inside it as Harry knocked on Hagrid's front door. "You there, Harry, ______?" Hagrid whispered, opening the door and looking around. "Yeah," said Harry, slipping inside the cabin and pulling the cloak down off his head. "What's up?" "Got summat ter show yeh," said Hagrid. There was an air of enormous excitement about Hagrid. He was wearing a flower that resembled an oversized artichoke in his buttonhole. It looked as though he had abandoned the use of axle grease, but he had certainly attempted to comb his hair - you could see the comb's broken teeth tangled in it. "What're you showing us?" you said warily. "Come with me, keep quiet, an' keep yerself covered with that cloak," said Hagrid. "We won' take Fang, he won' like it..." "Listen, Hagrid, we can't stay long....we've got to be back up at the castle by one o'clock -" But Hagrid wasn't listening; he was opening the cabin door and striding off into the night. You hurried to follow and found, to your great surprise, that Hagrid was leading you to the Beauxbatons carriage. "Hagrid, what -?" "Shhh!" said Hagrid, and he knocked three times on the door bearing the crossed golden wands. Madame Maxime opened it. She was wearing a silk shawl wrapped around her massive shoulders. She smiled when she saw Hagrid. "Ah, 'Agrid...it is time?" "Bong-sewer," said Hagrid, beaming at her, and holding out a hand to help her down the golden steps. Madame Maxime closed the door behind her, Hagrid offered her his arm, and they set off around the edge of the paddock containing Madame Maxime's giant winged horses, with you and Harry, totally bewildered, running to keep up with them. Had Hagrid wanted to show him Madame Maxime? You could see her any old time he wanted...she wasn't exactly hard to miss.... But it seemed that Madame Maxime was in for the same treat as you, because after a while she said playfully, "Wair is it you are taking me, 'Agrid?" "Yeh'll enjoy this," said Hagrid gruffly, "worth seein', trust me. On'y - don' go tellin' anyone I showed yeh, right? Yeh're not s'posed ter know." "Of course not," said Madame Maxime, fluttering her long black eyelashes. And still they walked, you getting more and more irritated as you jogged along in their wake,Harry checking his watch every now and then. Hagrid had some harebrained scheme in hand, which might make you miss Sirius. If you didn't get there soon, you were going to turn around, go straight back to the castle, and leave Hagrid to enjoy his moonlit stroll with Madame Maxime....
  4. But then - when you had walked so far around the perimeter of the forest that the castle and the lake were out of sight - you heard something. Men were shouting up ahead...then came a deafening, earsplitting roar. Hagrid led Madame Maxime around a clump of trees and came to a halt. You and Harry hurried up alongside them - for a split second, you thought you were seeing bonfires, and men darting around them - and then your mouth fell open. Dragons. Five fully grown, enormous, vicious-looking dragons were rearing onto their hind legs inside an enclosure fenced with thick planks of wood, roaring and snorting - torrents of fire were shooting into the dark sky from their open, fanged mouths, fifty feet above the ground on their outstretched necks. At least thirty wizards, seven or eight to each dragon, were attempting to control them, pulling on the chains connected to heavy leather straps around their necks and legs. Mesmerized, you looked up, high above, and saw the eyes of the black dragon, with vertical pupils like a cat's, bulging with either fear or rage, you couldn't tell which....It was making a horrible noise, a yowling, screeching scream. "Keep back there, Hagrid!" yelled a wizard near the fence, straining on the chain he was holding. "They can shoot fire at a range of twenty feet, you know! I've seen this Horntail do forty!" "Is'n' it beautiful?" said Hagrid softly. "It's no good!" yelled another wizard. "Stunning Spells, on the count of three!" You saw each of the dragon keepers pull out his wand. "Stupefy!" they shouted in unison, and the Stunning Spells shot into the darkness like fiery rockets, bursting in showers of stars on the dragons' scaly hides - You watched the dragon nearest to you teeter dangerously on its back legs; its jaws stretched wide in a silent howl; its nostrils were suddenly devoid of flame, though still smoking - then, very slowly, it fell. Several tons of sinewy, scaly-black dragon hit the ground with a thud that you could have sworn made the trees behind him quake. The dragon keepers lowered their wands and walked forward to their fallen charges, each of which was the size of a small hill. They hurried to tighten the chains and fasten them securely to iron pegs, which they forced deep into the ground with their wands. "Wan' a closer look?" Hagrid asked Madame Maxime excitedly. The pair of them moved right up to the fence, and you and Harry followed,glancing at each other worriedly. The wizard who had warned Hagrid not to come any closer turned, and you realized who it was: Charlie Weasley.
  5. "All right, Hagrid?" he panted, coming over to talk. "They should be okay now - we put them out with a Sleeping Draft on the way here, thought it might be better for them to wake up in the dark and the quiet - but, like you saw, they weren't happy, not happy at all -" "What breeds you got here, Charlie?" said Hagrid, gazing at the closest dragon, the black one, with something chose to reverence. Its eyes were still just open. You could see a strip of gleaming yellow beneath its wrinkled black eyelid. "This is a Hungarian Horntail," said Charlie. "There's a Common Welsh Green over there, the smaller one - a Swedish Short-Snout, that blue-gray - and a Chinese Fireball, that's the red,and thats an Antipodean Opaleye". He pointed to a beautiful dragon in the middle of the others. He was of medium size,had iridescent,pearly scales and glittering,multicoloured,pupil-less eyes,hence his name. You gazed at him,fascinated. After a while,you felt Harry shaking your arm. You couldn't drag your eyes away from the dragon,so you felt him kiss your cheek softly.
  6. You looked at him,your eyes wide. Harry blushed red,and pulled you away. The two of you ran quickly to the common room,almost bumping into Karkaroff on the way. It seemed as though Cedric would be the only one facing the unknown on Tuesday.
  7. Sirius's head was sitting in the fire. If you hadn't seen Mr. Diggory do exactly this back in the Weasleys' kitchen, it would have scared you out of your wits. Instead, your face breaking into the first smile you had worn for days, you and Harry scrambled out of your chairs, crouched down by the hearth, and said, "Sirius - how're you doing?" Sirius looked different from your memory of him. When you had said good-bye, Sirius's face had been gaunt and sunken, surrounded by a quantity of long, black, matted hair - but the hair was short and clean now, Sirius's face was fuller, and he looked younger, much more like the only photograph you had of him, which had been taken at your parent's wedding. "Never mind me, how are you?" said Sirius seriously. "I'm -" For a second, you and Harry tried to say "fine" -together but neither could do it. Before he could stop himself, Harry was talking more than he'd talked in days - about how no one believed you both hadn't entered the tournament of your own free will, how Rita Skeeter had lied about him in the Daily Prophet, how he couldn't walk down a corridor without being sneered at - and about Ron, Ron not believing him, Ron's jealousy... "...and now Hagrid's just shown us what's coming in the first task, and it's dragons, Sirius, and we're goners," you finished desperately. Sirius looked at you, eyes full of concern, eyes that had not yet lost the look that Azkaban had given them - that deadened, haunted look. He had let Harry talk himself into silence without interruption, but now he said, "Dragons we can deal with, but we'll get to that in a minute - I haven't got long here...I've broken into a wizarding house to use the fire, but they could be back at any time. There are things I need to warn you about." "What?" said Harry, and you felt your spirits slip a further few notches....Surely there could be nothing worse than dragons coming? "Karkaroff," said Sirius. "He was a Death Eater. You know what Death Eaters are, don't you?" "Yes - he - what?" "He was caught, he was in Azkaban with me, but he got released. I'd bet everything that's why Dumbledore wanted an Auror at Hogwarts this year - to keep an eye on him. Moody caught Karkaroff. Put him into Azkaban in the first place." "Karkaroff got released?" "Why did they release him?" "He did a deal with the Ministry of Magic," said Sirius bitterly. "He said he'd seen the error of his ways, and then he named names...he put a load of other people into Azkaban in his place....He's not very popular in there, I can tell you. And since he got out, from what I can tell, he's been teaching the Dark Arts to every student who passes through that school of his. So watch out for the Durmstrang champion as well."
  8. Okay," you said slowly. "But...are you saying Karkaroff put our names in the goblet? Because if he did, he's a really good actor. He seemed furious about it. He wanted to stop us from competing." "We know he's a good actor," said Sirius, "because he convinced the Ministry of Magic to set him free, didn't he? Now, I've been keeping an eye on the Daily Prophet, Harry -" "- you and the rest of the world," said Harry bitterly. "- and reading between the lines of that Skeeter woman's article last month, Moody was attacked the night before he started at Hogwarts. Yes, I know she says it was another false alarm," Sirius said hastily, seeing Harry about to speak, "but I don't think so, somehow. I think someone tried to stop him from getting to Hogwarts. I think someone knew their job would be a lot more difficult with him around. And no one's going to look into it too closely; Mad-Eye's heard intruders a bit too often. But that doesn't mean he can't still spot the real thing. Moody was the best Auror the Ministry ever had." "So...what are you saying?" said Harry slowly. "Karkaroff's trying to kill us? But - why?" Sirius hesitated. "I've been nearing some very strange things," he said slowly. "The Death Eaters seem to be a bit more active than usual lately. They showed themselves at the Quidditch World Cup, didn't they? Someone set off the Dark Mark...and then - did you hear about that Ministry of Magic witch who's gone missing?" "Bertha Jorkins?" said Harry. "Exactly...she disappeared in Albania, and that's definitely where Voldemort was rumored to be last...and she would have known the Triwizard Tournament was coming up, wouldn't she?" "Yeah, but...it's not very likely she'd have walked straight into Voldemort, is it?" you said. "Listen, I knew Bertha Jorkins," said Sirius grimly. "She was at Hogwarts when I was, a few years above your dad and me. And she was an idiot. Very nosy, but no brains, none at all. It's not a good combination. I'd say she'd be very easy to lure into a trap." "So...so Voldemort could have found out about the tournament?" said Harry. "Is that what you mean? You think Karkaroff might be here on his orders?" "I don't know," said Sirius slowly, "I just don't know...Karkaroff doesn't strike me as the type who'd go back to Voldemort unless he knew Voldemort was powerful enough to protect him. But whoever put your names in that goblet did it for a reason, and I can't help thinking the tournament would be a very good way to attack you and make it look like an accident." "Looks like a really good plan from where I'm standing," you said, grinning bleaky. "They'll just have to stand back and let the dragons do their stuff." "Right - these dragons," said Sirius, speaking very quickly now. "There's a way. Don't be tempted to try a Stunning Spell - dragons are strong and too powerfully magical to be knocked out by a single Stunner, you need about half a dozen wizards at a time to overcome a dragon -" "Yeah, we know, we just saw," said Harry. "But you can do it alone," said Sirius. "There is away, and a simple spell's all you need. Just -" But Harry held up a hand to silence him, your heart suddenly pounding as though it would burst. You could hear footsteps coming down the spiral staircase behind you. "Go!" you hissed at Sirius. " Go! There's someone coming!" A faint pop and Sirius was gone. Harry scrambled back into the chair and you crossed your legs on the floor. It was Ron who emerged from the darkness. "Um..I'm going to bed",you said. "'Night Harry..Ron..".As you passed Ron he sneered "Practising for your next interview?"
  9. On Sunday morning you woke and dressed quickly,discussing your worries about the dragon with Hermione and Ginny. You went down down to breakfast and saw Piper. You quickly walked across the Hall to the Ravenclaw table and sat down. "I need your help",you whispered,as there were others around. "The first task is dragons,and I don't know what to do!".Piper immediately stood up. "Lets go to the library",she said,pulling you up by your arm. The both of you practically ran to the Library. When you got there,you found an isolated corner where no-one could see you. "Ok,can you think of anything?",Piper asked."No,thats why I asked you!",you half laughed. "Ok...well you could become your animagus..?",she suggested. "In front of the Minister of Magic?! He'de probably expel me! Wait..I've an idea!". When you had decided something,you both left the Library.
  10. That evening you saw Cedric walking across the grounds in the sunset,the orange and pink shining on him,lighting him up."Woah...",you thought. You ran up to him. You grabbed his arm and pulled him down to your height. "Whats wrong?!",he asked quickly. "The first task is dragons",you said. Cedric's eyes flickered in panic. "Are you sure?",he asked. "Yes",you replied. "I've seen them". Cedric straightened up,shaking his head slightly. He pulled you into a hug.
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