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โ€ข ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‡๐ข, ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐Œ๐š๐ฅ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐†๐ž๐ญ ๐“๐จ ๐Š๐ง๐จ๐ฐ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‡๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‹๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ƒ๐ข๐š๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฒ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐ฒ ๐–๐ก๐จ ๐‹๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ญ ๐‡๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐Œ๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐†๐ฅ๐จ๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ž'๐ฌ ๐Œ๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐“๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐ค โ€ข
โ€ข ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ-๐…๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ซ ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฌ' ๐“๐จ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ'๐ฌ ๐€๐ญ๐ญ๐š๐œ๐ค โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ค ๐›๐ฒ ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐ซ๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐ข๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ซ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐…๐ข๐ง๐ ๐Ž๐ฎ๐ญ ๐€๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ข๐œ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ ๐…๐ฅ๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฅ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐š๐ง ๐‘๐ข๐๐ ๐ž๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐จ๐ง โ€ข
โ€ข ๐€ ๐Œ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐”๐ง๐ข๐œ๐จ๐ซ๐ง'๐ฌ ๐‚๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐€ ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ซ๐š๐ฉ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐…๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฌ ๐”๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐‡๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข โ ๐ˆ ๐‘๐ž๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ ๐ƒ๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ. โž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐’๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐’๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐–๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Œ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง'๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐๐š๐ง๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐€๐ญ ๐…๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๏ปฟ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐†๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐…๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐›๐š๐œ๐ค โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‹๐จ๐œ๐ค๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐จ๐ซ๐ง ๐…๐ข๐›๐ž๐ซ ๐‡๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐Œ๐š๐ง โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‡๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐†๐จ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐›๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐Œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก๐๐š๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ž๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐‚๐š๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐–๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ž๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐–๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‘๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‡๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž-๐„๐ฅ๐Ÿ'๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐œ๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐ข๐ฌ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‚๐ฅ๐ฎ๐› โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐…๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ƒ๐ข๐ฌ๐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐’๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐•๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐’๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ ๐ƒ๐ข๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐Œ๐š๐ฅ'๐ฌ ๐†๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฒ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‘๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐ž'๐ฌ ๐‡๐ข๐๐ž๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐“๐ซ๐š๐ฉ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐จ๐ฆ ๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฅ๐จ ๐‘๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐ž: ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง'๐ฌ ๐‡๐ž๐ข๐ซ โ€ข
โ€ข โ ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ค, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐‡๐ข๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž. โž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐…๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐‘๐ž๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐€๐ฅ๐›๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Œ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐˜๐จ๐ซ๐ค, ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐˜๐ž๐š๐ซ, ๐’๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐”๐ง๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐„๐ง๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐†๐ฎ๐š๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐€๐ณ๐ค๐š๐›๐š๐ง โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ž๐š ๐‹๐ž๐š๐Ÿ ๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐›๐ž๐š๐ค: ๐๐ž๐š๐ค๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐€๐๐จ๐ซ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐‡๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐†๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐…๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐’๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ž ๐’๐ก๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐’๐ฉ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐Ž๐ฎ๐ซ ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ฎ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž, ๐๐š๐ข๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐€๐ง๐ ๐‘๐ž๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‚๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐†๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐–๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐’๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‡๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Œ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ฆ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐€๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐Œ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š๐ ๐ž๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐š๐ฎ๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐’๐ง๐š๐ฉ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐†๐ซ๐ฒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐•๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐›๐ž๐š๐ค'๐ฌ ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐š๐œ๐ซ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐–๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐„๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ข๐ซ๐œ๐ฅ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐…๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ โ€ข
โ€ข โ ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž ๐Œ๐จ๐จ๐ง๐ฒ. โž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ง๐ฒ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐’๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ-๐‚๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ ๐€๐ฉ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐’๐ฎ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‡๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐€๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐จ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก ๐„๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐€๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Š๐ข๐๐ง๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ฎ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Œ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐”๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ซ๐ข๐ฐ๐ข๐ณ๐š๐ซ๐ ๐“๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐„๐ฑ-๐€๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐ซ ๐š๐ญ ๐‡๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‘๐ž๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Œ๐š๐ฅ'๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ ๐ ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š ๐š๐ง๐ ๐€๐ญ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐…๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ค๐ฒ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐”๐ง๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐€๐œ๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐†๐จ๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐“๐š๐ฌ๐ค'๐ฌ ๐‚๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐†๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐„๐ ๐  ๐“๐ก๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐–๐ก๐จ ๐‚๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐€๐ญ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ' ๐€๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง โ€ข
โ€ข ๐€๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ž๐š ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐ช๐ฎ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ซ๐จ๐œ๐ž๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ ๐€๐ฌ๐ค ๐š ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐˜๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž ๐๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐€ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐‘๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‘๐ข๐ญ๐š ๐’๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ซ: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐ซ๐š๐  ๐‰๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‘๐ž๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐’๐ง๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐’๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ž๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ƒ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐๐ž๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ฆ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐‘๐š๐ข๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐‡๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‘๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‹๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‹๐š๐๐ฒ โ€ข
โ€ข โ ๐–๐ž'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ. โž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ โ€ข
โ€ข '๐“๐จ ๐‡๐ข๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฅ๐œ๐ž.' โ€ข
โ€ข ๐•๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  โ€ข
โ€ข ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ ๐“๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž ๐†๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐š๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž โ€ข
โ€ข ๐–๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐“๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ โ€ข

โ€ข ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐‹๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž โ€ข

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By RavellaJoanneSyahbi

warning: uncomfortable thing.

❾¾ ⌁☍ ♪ ‹ 𝓶𝓪 𝓭𝓸𝓵𝓬𝓮 › ♪ ☍⌁¾❾

Cordelia finally finished her History of Magic full-parchments, her left hand numb from many words she had to write. But as usual, she studied a month before exam started so that as moment approached she would only have to re-learn summary. She studied with Ginny, who preferred practice to reading.

A week before third task, they were busy with year-end exams. Hermione was determined to be alone for a while in library until late, Ron, Mal, Neville, Seamus and Dean gathered in the common room and they practiced a lot of spells, Dean was sick of seeing the writings of the book wishing he could just blend it and eat it to get smart right away.

Harry is now seen with Atlas more often than Michelle, he is also now alone, has no friends, Harry many times (with Atlas's help) avoids Michelle as far as possible. It made Michelle cry all the time, she considered herself the most heartbreaking girl and she blamed Harry for that, she went to Roger Davies and the Ravenclaw boy calmed her down; Harry didn't care either.

Mathias also often disappears with his friends, they have noticed that he has been ill lately or has fallen asleep in common room next day. Elliot, Arche and Nathaniel explain for the umpteenth time to them that Mathias is tired of over-reading books.

"But Hermione never did," said Ron matter-of-factly. "I've always eyeing her."

It made Hermione cough through her book, burying her face deeper into the page and showing only her red forehead. Anthony and Eloise, who were sitting next to her, giggled a little as Eloise poked at Hermione's biceps mischievously.

George showed Briella some of his joke products, she laughed when saw George's eyes turn heart-shaped.

Teresa curled up in Lee's lap, weak and pale, her friends had persuaded her to check with Madam Pomfrey but she was reluctant and forced herself to study.

Lee forbade her, they just cuddle on the long sofa while the young man stroked her brown mane. Teresa was hiding pain in her body, she didn't seem like she wanted to bother other people. Mal also continues to help Teresa, transferring her inner-healing power to keep her fit.

"Don't push yourself more, okay?" Lee said in sign language sincerely to Teresa, kissing her top head quietly. "I'm here to complete you."

Teresa gave a small nod as Lee tightened his embrace.

"Jesus christ, it's me again. . ." whined Rolf, leaning his head on Katie's shoulder as he watched Lee and Teresa.

Crookshanks cuddled with Neige on Lee's and Teresa's legs, purred cozily.

"Wow, thanks G! There's no need to bother!" said Briella cheerfully as George handed her a holographic thick tile scarf.

"It's all right, so I don't forget, on twenty-fourth of this month, ain't it? Think of it as an early-birthday gift. Want to know what's cool about this?" said George idly, Briella nodding excitedly. "This scarf able change color when it absorbs your mood. For example; if you're angry now it will turn red!"

"This is very useful! I will use it every day, thanks G!" said Briella, George chuckled nodding as he ruffled her chocolate wavy hair.

"C'mon, breakfast will be starting soon." asked Zeus as he stood up, holding out his hand for Ginny.

Ginny was silent, her face reddened with a clumsy smile as she accepted Zeus' hand, standing beside him. Zeus smiled sincerely at her; Rolf, Fred, Anthony and George threw mischievous grins.

"Ahem, woohoo! Look at them, an old love is rekindling, aren't them?" Rolf teased playfully, lightly elbowing Zeus in his back.

"Her face as adorable as a baby niffler! Awe!" Fred and George sang-song in slow funeral march. "How romantic."

"Shut up." spat Ginny, glanced at Rolf, George and Fred then headed out of the common room, three of them still giggling mischievously at Zeus and Ginny.

The Gryffindor students descended the stairs, chatting excitedly about the third task that was due in a week. They entered the Great Hall which was already filled with several students, Mal, Ron and Hermione sat in a row, they greeted Daphne and Astoria who had just entered and sat across from them beside Cordelia.

Briella parted with them, she went to the Ravenclaw table and sat down with Fleur, the quarter Veela girl waved enthusiastically at the Gryffindor table to which they cheered. Harry and Atlas sat at the head of the Gryffindor table, the Durmstrang youth comforting him and faithfully beside him. Delicious dishes appeared in front of them, Ron immediately spoonful full of roast pork meatballs.

"Imagine if Brie married one of my brothers." said Ginny dreamily happily, devouring her fettuccini. "Whoever they are as long as she is my sister-in-law, Merlin, must be very fun!"

But just as they were about to chime in with Ginny, screams and sobs were heard from outside. They all turned their heads and the doors of the Great Hall opened.

Michelle Gloiriè came, crying madly; Ron groaned in annoyance.

"Can she replace our surprise? Boring drama," snarled Ron sarcastically.

"Hawwy! Look what you've done!" cried Michelle in a flood of tears, walking quickly to Harry and Atlas sitting down. "You hurt me! Excessive violence! How could you do this to your girlfriend!"

Michelle pushed Harry's shoulders roughly that he had to avoid her, Atlas held her back while pushing Michelle away from Harry but she was slapped his hand away. She wasn't wearing her robe, it could be clearly seen around her right arm that there were many blued bruises.

The students were whispering hiss while pointing at Michelle's bruises, she was screaming and thrashing at Harry.

"You can be rough to me in bed!" sobbed Michelle languishes for him. "But you shouldn't be like this! I've been silent for a long time because you threatened me! I am sick of you - "

"Are you done?" Mal said loudly as she stood up from her chair, facing Michelle. "Holy Godric, can you please be calm, sit down at your table and let us all peacefully eat our dinner?"

"Shut your mouth, Scamander!" Michelle snapped.

"How 'bout I shut yours?" said Mal presumptuously.

"You don't have to interfere, you worthless whore!" yelled Michelle hostility. "You're the one who ruined my relationship with Harry, you're all this clutter! It's my and Harry's business!"

"Who's saying it isn't?" Mal said patiently. "Well, maybe we need to prove it."

"What the fuck -"

But Michelle screamed loudly when Mal grabbed her right arm, pulling her so tight that Michelle almost knocked her down. She tried to free himself from Mal's grip but the Gryffindor girl was stronger than her, Mal reached into the pocket of her robe and pulled out a piece of wipes.

With a polish, blue bruise on Michelle's arm disappeared, leaving a pale white stripe down the middle of her arm. A wipe in Mal's hands are stained, apparently Michelle is trying to deceive and slander Harry.

"Awe, ages ago you proudly told us you love him but why would you put your lover down, hm?" said Mal slyly, grinning with satisfaction.

"How dare you Scamander!" shouted Michelle angrily, fisted her hands.

"I'm in Gryffindor for many reasons." Mal shrugged. "Oh yeah, from now on better wear waterproof make-up, sweety. Look this, I'm effortlessly clean yours!"

Everyone in the Great Hall laughed at Michelle. She shrank in embarrassment with a blush on her face; Harry and Ron are the loudest which made Michelle tear up, she burst into tears and got out of there.

Mal smiled bitchily, tossed her hair off her shoulders.

Draco Malfoy from the Slytherin table gave Mal an admiration smile, which irritated Parkinson.

"Great job, girl." said Angelina proudly as Mal sat back down beside her. "You finished her completely!"

"Sometimes she needs some deterred." Mal said wisely, but there is another purpose behind her words which was covered in a faint smile.

Mal glanced to right and her sparkling hazel eyes instantly locked with a brilliant emerald green beads; Harry. She startled, hastily busied herself eating her roasted broccoli, trying not to blush.

Harry smiled faintly, delighted to know fact that Mal still cared about him even though it was secretly and not much noticed. He was slapped even more by Atlas' words, the girl he loves the most would never leave him.

❾¾ ⌁☍ ♪ ‹ 𝓶𝓪 𝓭𝓸𝓵𝓬𝓮 › ♪ ☍⌁¾❾

End of semester exam week has arrived, they spend their time studying and practicing. Hermione and Mal parted ways with Ron and Daphne; Hermione and Mal in Aritchmancy while Ron and Daphne in Divination.

Post owls appeared on the last day of exams, Hermione busy reading tome The Coreys's Dorchester in Early 15th Century as her friends prepared Briella's birthday surprise that morning. There still empty, just some of students already there.

"Ouch!" Ginny gasped, throw away her right hand as she flapped them wildly. Zeus quickly approached her.

"What - oh our gramerè Margo! Sorry, Angel - " Zeus said surprisedly, he carefully took Ginny's right hand closer to him. Her ring finger bleeding, there's a tiny wood stabbed in.

Zeus carefully grabbed it, tossed it under the Ravenclaw table; Ginny hissed from the sting sensation. He slowly sucking blood that was still flowing on Ginny's finger. Ginny widen her eyes, her face fastly heat up as her flaming red hair.

Micheal Corner was not far from them, he glared angrily at Zeus and Ginny.

"Oi! Stay away from her, you bastard!" Corner snapped, Zeus ignored him. "You - !"

But Zeus hastily got up, pulled out Ginny's ring finger from his mouth while snatching Corner's goblet. Zeus spat Ginny's blood into it; some blood mixed with his spat flowing between his bottom lip.

"Drink, I'm afraid your throat will be sore from nagging." said Zeus sassily, smiling briefly at Corner.

Corner was about to say something but just open soundlessly, glaring at Ginny sharply. Zeus asked if Ginny was she good, he cast a spell 'Episkey!' on her ring finger. Ginny blushed fiercely, her face hot as she grinned uncontrollably at Zeus.

He charmed a white bandage wrapped around her ring finger; red roses and horses.

"Thanks, Zag-Zag." Ginny murmured sheepishly.

"No probs, Angel." Zeus smiling, scratch his back neck.

Fred, George and Rolf exchanged knowing glances. Micheal Corner rolled his eyes, secretly cursed Zeus under his breath.

"It's her!" Daphne squealed, pointed Briella and Fleur, she covered Briella's eyes as she guide her to Ravenclaw table.

"Happy level-ups!" they shouted brilliantly as Fleur cheered while opened Briella's eyes, clapped happily while they arrived to Ravenclaw table.

George conjured a frosting-blue and gray choco sparkle cake about thirty inches in front of her.

Briella grinned brightly, her glimmering dark brown eyes brimming with tears. Ron was standing beside her, blushing bright red and smiling nervously. George kissed the top of her head and then ruffled her short-wavy chocolate hair.

"Happy fabulously day, sistwin!" Atlas exclaimed brightly, waving his hands up on air, grinning widely; he was with Harry.

"Wait tomorrow! It's yours!" Briella exclaimed back, they laughing. "Thanks a bunch, guys." she breathlessly, she leaned and kissed Ron's cheek softly.

Ron's face heat up, red as his hair tone of brick. His face scrunched merrily as grinning widely, he sighed happily as leaned his body to Anthony; tee-heed drunkly.

"O', izs nozing," Fleur said happily, hugging her best friend from side. They let go of their hug, Cho squealed jovially as Briella hugged her warmly. "now, make a wis'!"

Mal conjured the candle tops with blue flames, Briella smiled as Cho released their embrace, grinning brightly at her. Briella stood up, sighed and then clasped her hands together, closing her eyes.

Briella hopes that her friendship with Cedric getting well.

She smiled happily, looking up reflexively as she opened her eyes. Across from her, Briella immediately caught eyes of a tall young Hufflepuff; Cedric. He stared at Briella deeply, telling all his feelings to Briella without his mouth speaking.

"Hi," said Cedric quietly, Atlas glaring at him fiercely while Briella was speechlessly silent. "happy birthday, B."

"Yeah." Briella replied, nodding with a small smile. "Thanks, mate."

Cedric's lips twitched, his left corner lips flew slightly but quickly fade as Briella called him "mate" not "Diggy" she usually use. He nodded, returning straight to the Hufflepuff table.

"I see mate-zone now." Fred whispered to them, smirking. He turned to Ron.

Colin Creevey asked them for took some pictures of them, but instead they asked Colin for joined them. Rolf called Dennis Creevey, Colin's brother from Gryffindor table to join them. He brightly grinning, jumped and dashed to Ravenclaw table, they took some pictures; Atlas purposely walk past them to annoy them.

They laughed, Colin and Denis join breakfast with them. Chatted lively, Dennis particularly dreamily staring at Briella like she was a nymph.

Ginny, Cordelia, Teresa, Luna, Astoria, Colin and the Pirates rose up from Ravenclaw table, they wishing them all good luck. A Ravenclaw girl already waiting for them in front oak twin doors, Dennis back to Gryffindor table with big grin on his face.

"Fingers crossed for you guys." Mal said to Rolf, Zeus, Katie, Cho, Hestia and Marietta cheerfully, they and grinned brightly at her as she, Hermione and Ron finished their breakfast.

Hermione and Ron still uncomfortable with Marietta's presence so did the others. But they politely accept her, not with Ron who still ignore her without looked at.

"Oh, thank you, Berry." said Cho softly, Fleur wrinkled her nose to her secretly.

"Thanks, sis, you too, k?" the Scamander twins replied at the same time. "Fortuna always by your side. You both also." Rolf added to Hermione and Ron.

"Yeah, see you at Quidditch pitch!" cried Hermione and the three fourth-year Gryffindor students out of the Great Hall.

Just as they were about to leave the twin oak doors, a loud noise was heard in front of them with students swarming from a distance, cheering someone on. Sounds of Michelle's whimpering screams and barking tantrums came from there, Hermione, Mal and Ron hurriedly approached.

Daphne and Briella were came with Cho, Marietta, Hestia, Angelina, Katie, Eloise, and Alicia; looked confusedly. Merry Oceanum, Anne Maharani and some Hufflepuffs giggled loudly, the Pirates cheers loudly as Elliot put a proud loving look for someone.

Briella went to someone, visibly helping a shaking person; Zara Ali. Mal immediately turned Ron by shoulders away so he not see them as she covered his eyes tightly.

"Berry, what the bloody hell?" said Ron confusedly, trying to remove Mal's hands off his eyes but Mal pressed even glued as their girl friends circled Zara so no one see her without hijab. "What happened with her?"

"You can't see her ,Ron, Zara is fixing her hijab." said Mal, Ron furrowed his brows.

"So what?"

"Her aurat's exposed, and you are not her mahram so you can't see her without it." Mal explained. "That's Islamic sharia."

"Oh, well, let's just say I understand." Ron nodded, Mal checked if Zara had put her hijab back on; she did.

"You okay?" Briella asked carefully, tucking a strand of Zara's hair into her hijab. She nodded, lowering her blue hijab slightly in front of her chest. "Sorry I gave you my scarf -"

"No, no problem, thanks Briella." replied Zara in a tight Middle Eastern accent. "Most important thing is that my aurat safe, this is also an emergency."

"What actually happened - oh fuck." Mal breathlessly, widening her eyes. Hermione gasped, cupping her mouth and Ron beaming lively.

Cordelia and Michelle were fight, both of them pulling hairs and clawing each other's faces. They on the ground, Cordelia kicked Michelle's knee painfully as Michelle ripped off Cordelia's buttoned up shirt.

The golden blonde haired girl barked furiously in front of Michelle's face, as Michelle pushed Cordelia's face away from her with her claw-like neon green nails. Eros tried to separated them, but he ain't quiet good for it.

Anthony and Fred finally separated them both, Cordelia kicking wildly furiously, trying to lunge at Michelle again but Anthony held her tightly. Fred pushed Michelle behind his back, Parkinson came and pulled Michelle away from there.

"Get your hands off of me, Tony!" yelled Cordelia rebelliously, Anthony thighing his arms around her, covering Cordelia's ripped off shirt.

George came, spread his arms to blocked Cordelia, Rolf and Zeus stand beside Anthony aware if she lunged them and chase after Michelle. Meanwhile, Michelle wouldn't stop blaring something ruthless.

"Honey, hey, calm down. . ." Dean said softly to his girlfriend, but Cordelia ignored him.

"Ha ha! Look at those pussy Ali, her towel being torn apart!" Michelle jeered shrilly, walking briskly away. "What a low-standard fashion! She put that filthy elves's clothes on her head! Did you shampooed them all time? Ew! Gross, can't even show off your hairs - oh, did you put them because of you're bald? Ha ha ha ha! Oh my lord Salazar, she hide a boom in it! She's dangerous! She's terrorist! Better be a whore in Lust Chamber, Ali! Your races are nothing more than servants! P**i doesn't deserve a single education, even bawdy than animal dung."

"That's racist!" Cho seethed as lot people gasped in shock, staring at Michelle furiously.

"Don't think you can run from me, you fucking hoe!" barked Cordelia, elbowed Anthony's rib roughly til he accidently let go of her.

Fred, Rolf and Zeus jumped in front of her but Cordelia butting them savagely until they fall on the ground as George was throw a bit away; her bright-green eyes blazing wrathful.

In heaven, Delilah was cheering proudly for her daugther.

"Show her your move, my sassy goddaugther!" Regulus exclaimed eagerly. "Woohoo!"

Michelle screamed, freeing herself from Parkinson's as Cordelia dashed after her, running as fast as she could up the marble steps. Cordelia more like her pet; Neige, barred her teeth furiously.

Cordelia right behind Michelle, grabbing her hair and pulling her until Michelle tumbled backwards. She gripped Michelle's dyed light brown hair, she yelled in pain as she slapped Cordelia's hand to get her hair off.

"Fuck off your filthy hands off me, you junk - AAAAAHHH!"

BANG!

Cordelia threw Michelle's head into a steel lantern, she slammed so hard it made a funny bell sound. Michelle fell down followed by ooeds and students laughter; Ron was the loudest.

"What a shame," Cordelia pouted sarcastically, crossed her arms over her chest. "look at you, trying so hard being look like my cousin Mal. Those hair, contact lens til her daily etiquette and favorite dessert, you do it in front of those fucking Potter lad. Wow, could us give her a round applause for her, guys?"

All the students laughed at Michelle, clapping happily and Ron giving Cordelia a loud, proud whistle. However, not with Mal, just watching even though she had no sympathy for Michelle.

"But there's a diff between you both, like heaven and hell," Cordelia smirking, blow a piece of her golden blonde lock off her face. "she's in heaven, high-level but you? Well, we don't need to detailed much, do we?"

Harry and Atlas came out, astonished by what had happened there.

"See, Potter?" Cordelia mocked him. "a different girl but there's nothing new."

Michelle sobbed, hiding her face and sobbing, she jumped to her feet and swayed to and fro away from there. Everyone laughed and shouted happily, Cordelia snorted disapprovingly watching Michelle's back drift away.

"How dare you, Chaudfille!" Parkinson snapped, but Cordelia gave him a sharp glance which made her flinch in fear.

Without Cordelia saying a word for her, Parkinson left in a hurry.

"Blimey, Cordy! That's so awesome!" Arche impressively. "You beat her up!"

"She has Neige's spirit in her." said Ginny jokingly.

"Already fit to called Mrs. Valentià." Nathaniel said, grinning mischievously. Mathias quietly asking Zara if she was okay, he smiling gently to her.

"Shut up, bro," Elliot sighed, smiling toothy at Cordelia. "Anyway, fancy walk together to our class? Don't worry, it's just us."

Cordelia watched him for a moment, but Elliot really just wanted to take him for a walk, there was nothing wrong with that. Cordelia nodded, Elliot grinned and the three-years students said goodbye to Mal, Hermione and Ron.

"She's not really hate him, is she?" said Hermione, smiling gently as she watched Elliot and Cordelia chat lightly. Their friends chuckled quietly watching them.

"I'm with you, Hemmie." Mal said in agreement. "Well, let's go to class."

"I wish I had a Sling Ring, an alternative if you're not legally Apparated yet." said Ron complainingly.

"Beg for Stephen Strange." Mal chimed, the three of them went up marble staircase.

Harry watched Mal from twin oak doors, hoping to spend their morning exams next to Mal before the third task began.

"Cheer up, folk, tonight is your last task," Atlas said brightly. "It's good that you smile a little."

"Ain't fancy to," said Harry, munching on his salmon wellington.

Atlas watched him, frowned fiercely, then picked up an olive.

"How does it feel?" asked Atlas suddenly, jerked his chin at Harry's salmon wellington.

"Tasteless." he said shortly.

"That's what you're in now." said Atlas, Harry looked up at him. "This is your last chance to make up with Mal, folk. Sooner is better, see ya at field, I'm going to Briella. Bye folk!"

Atlas tossed the olive in his mouth, chewed as he swung his leg out from under the Gryffindor table. He waved at Harry out of the Great Hall.

Harry was pensive, to be honest one thing Harry had been thinking about all this time was Mal. He couldn't describe how he felt right now, he loves Mal so much, without her being by his side would numb Harry mentally and physically. Until now, he hadn't dared to apologize to Mal because he was so afraid of her, let alone all things he had done to her.

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Harry pondered at the Gryffindor table, staring at his dirty plate, today was his last task. Yeah, he wished Mal was by his side now but it's gone, they won't be the same as they used to be. Professor McGonagall said his family would come to see him.

The Dursleys? How could it be? Can muggles come to Hogwarts?

But his daydream was interrupted by a loud voice from outside.

"Harry!"

Harry turned his head automatically, to find the voice of a very familiar people. Adrien and Persephone stood in the twin doors of the Great Hall, beaming wide. Harry's heart swelled with joy in an instant, Harry smiled jubilantly as he jumped from Gryffindor chair towards Adrien and Persephone who were jogging to him.

Harry jumped into Adrien's arms and they hugged, the good-looking wizard laughing happily as he lifted Harry off the floor as his arms tightened. Can't describe his happy feelings anymore, in Adrien's fatherly arms, he found a father figure from him.

Behind him was Remus Lupin, smiling cheerfully at him.

"All right, Pronglette?" said Adrien cheerfully, letting go of their embrace, grinning widely as ruffled Harry's untidy hair.

"Brilliant, Adrien." said Harry happily, Persephone approached him and bent down, kissing his cheeks affectionately. "Sorry I didn't write back to you guys, you know?"

"It's okay, hun, you are very busy preparing for each task, it's good that you focus on that." Persephone said softly. "Oh yeah, have you met my brother?"

A wizard stood alongside Remus, a tall, well-built handsome man. Light brown hair a bit long messy velvety to right, a thin face with a strong jaw and sharp cleft chin. He has beard that trimmed neatly thin, showing a charming smile. His azure blue eyes effulgent while he smiled lightly at Harry. He wears earthy tone semi-formal clothes.

"Benjamin, call me Ben," he said kindly, holding out his hand to Harry. He accepted it with a smile. "delight to see you, Harry."

"We're off here because we can't wait to meet you!" Adrien said excitedly, his hazel eyes sparkling. "I can't stand to linger with Amos, it's gotten even more annoying since Cedric was chosen."

"Never mind," said Remus calmly. "Fancy giving us a tour, Harry?"

"Yeah, c'mon." said Harry.

They exited the Great Hall. Amos Diggory turned his head as they passed, raising an annoying eyebrow.

"There you are, are you, Potter?" he said, looking Harry up and down. They turned to him, puzzled. "Bet you're not feeling quite as full of yourself now Cedric's caught you up on points, are you?"

"What?" said Harry.

"Ignore him," said Cedric in a low voice to Harry, frowning after his father. "He's been angry ever since Rita Skeeter's article about the Triwizard Tournament - you know, when she made out you were the only Hogwarts champion."

"Didn't bother to correct her, though, did he?" said Amos Diggory loudly. "Still . . . you'll show him, Ced. Beaten him once before, haven't you?"

"Rita Skeeter goes out of her way to cause trouble, Amos!" Persephone said angrily. "I'm positive you're not dull enough for knowing 'bout that shit!"

Before Amos Diggory could reply to Persephone, his wife slapped his lips shut.

"Amos, that's enough." she hissed fiercely, he glared at them while his wife gave them a guilty look. "Excuse him, you know? His morning-sickness issue."

Cedric snorted as he turned his head away from his wide grin. Amos glared in surprise, furrowing his brows at his wife in surprise.

"Milea, what the - "

But Milea Diggory pulled Amos away into the Great Hall with Cedric followed behind them, she throwing wide grins at Adrien, Persephone, Benjamin, Remus and Harry.

"That grumpy ghoul." Adrien said irritated. "it's Skeeter's fault, but he instead temper after you, idiotic dung cheeks."

Harry took the adults on a tour of Hogwarts, Benjamin seemed a complete stranger to Hogwarts.

"Not much different from Ilvermorny," Benjamin said, looking around. "maybe a little difference from castle size, ours is smaller but not cramped."

Unexpectedly, they passed Snape at a bend in the corridor.

Adrien, Remus and Snape glared at each other in disgust, raising his chin haughtily as Snape snorted disdainfully at Harry. Snape widened his eyes slightly when he found Persephone there, he immediately stopped looking at Adrien and Remus.

Snape walked away, tossing off his long black robe.

"He always does, doesn't he?" Benjamin asked, still watching Snape. "Or are he obsess to cosplay a Batman?"

Adrien, Remus and Harry snorted with laughter, Persephone just chuckled.

"I don't know, maybe since becoming a teacher here." Persephone answered comically.

They descended the rocky steps of the climb to Hagrid's hut, chatting with laughter making Harry feel much better. Adrien and Remus tell Harry many of the Marauders' moments at Hogwarts; Adrien and Persephone constantly bickering when they were both teenagers, Remus chuckled and Benjamin quietly listening.

"And Delilah slapped Vega Gloiriè pretty hard on Pesy's theater stage," Remus said, Adrien and Harry bursting out laughing and Benjamin chuckling. "She was angry that Pesy revealed that her boyfriend was a sex predator."

"My woman literally ended that jerk couple," Adrien said with satisfaction, Persephone blushed as her husband kissed her cheek affectionately. "Oh this summer you all must to come to our house to watch them, I happen to have a lot."

Remus focused on the meadow beside castle, leaves starting to fall covering half of land. His eyes were sad with longing, his hand reflexively touched his right wrist; he forgot that he had thrown away Yasmine's bracelet. Bitter, an only word that describes his heart, his memories with Yasmine are always stuck in his brain, refusing to be erased.

Moony, he though forcedly for himself. Remember, you've promised to her, move on.

"Would you tell us how can you beat up the Hungarian Horntail?" Adrien asked curiously. "They're absolutely dangerous and you quickly beat them."

Harry grinned stiffly, trying not to laugh. Of course he was a little reluctant to say how he managed to beat the Hungarian Horntail; Harry had imagined the dragon was Adrien, so he succeeded.

"Er - maybe because I'm a natural flyer," said Harry easily.

Harry ad a very enjoyable morning walking over the sunny grounds with Adrien, Persephone, Benjamin and Remus, showing them the Beauxbatons carriage and the Durmstrang ship. They whiled to Hagrid's hut.

"Hagrid!" Persephone squealed brightly, smiling broadly, waving at Hagrid. He was cleaning up couples of wood chips that were scattered along the old Blast-Ended-Skrewt cage.

Hagrid looked up, his beetle eyes gleaming with joy as he tossed aside all splinters wood. Persephone ran to him and hugged him tightly, Hagrid chuckled loudly as he hugged Persephone back.

"Pesy!" Hagrid shouted cheerfully, releasing their arms. "I miss yeh so much! Alo, Adrien, Remus, Ben er - Harry."

Hagrid was a little stiff and nervous to greet him, no wonder his eyes alternated watching Harry and Adrien anxiously. Harry immediately understood; Hagrid was afraid that Adrien and Persephone would find out about news that was spreading at Hogwarts about him and Mal.

"Good news 'bout Buckbeak, Hagrid?" asked Benjamin. Hagrid beamed widely.

"No, but ey'm sure he's fine, flyin free into hills." said Hagrid. "Yer kids are amazing, Ben. Yer daughter's good at spells too."

"She is," Benjamin nodded gently, smiling brightly. "I predict they will be happy here, regret I sent them to a different school." he added in a bitter tone, Remus patted his shoulder gently.

"They've got it," said Remus. "now, where are they?"

"Atlas is probably with his girlfriend," said Adrien mischievously, Benjamin raising his eyebrows impressed. "The one he often tells us about, Edward's eldest daughter."

Turns out Atlas and Briella were Benjamin's children, thought Harry in awe. No wonder they are good-looking, their father alone is very handsome.

Adrien sighed as watching the Whomping Willow. Harry immediately remembered the incident last year where the accident that left Adrien seriously injured, Persephone wrapped her arms around Adrien's waist, her palms gently caressing his front ribs.

"Hey it's time for lunch, let's go back to the castle." Adrien said suddenly. "Are you coming, Hagrid?"

"I'll join evening feast," said Hagrid. "See you later!"

And Harry, Adrien, Persephone, Remus and Benjamin returned to the castle for lunch.

Mal and the others were already at the Gryffindor table, having a great chat. People in the Great Hall gaped in awe to see Adrien, Persephone and Benjamin, female students squealing with joy while pointing at Adrien and Benjamin and Persephone smiling kindly at Ernie Macmillan; he bumped into Crabbe so hard because he focused his dreamy grin on Persephone.

"Skrulls!" cried Adrien cheerfully, Mal, Rolf and Zeus immediately looked up. The Scamander siblings beaming with joy, jumped off the Gryffindor table and ran to their parents.

They attacked Adrien with hugs, laughing merrily. Atlas and Briella beamed at Benjamin, both of whom came to their father and hugged him.

"Happy birthday, Big Baby." Benjamin chuckled loudly, kissed Briella's top head. "Exciting experience at Hogwarts, I think."

"Yup!" said Atlas sincerely, turning his head over his shoulder to Daphne, smiling affectionately. "Especially for a gift it gave to me."

"He's so whipped," Briella whispered to Benjamin, both chuckling slightly.

"Uncle Bookworm! Glad to see you again!" said Mal cheerfully, Remus chuckled as hugged her warmly.

"You getting taller I can tell," he said, Mal give him lazy line-thin smile made Remus laughing.

"Hello Uncle Adie, Uncle Ben, Uncle Remus, Aunt Pesy." said Cordelia and Anthony walked over to them. Persephone kissed their cheek sweetly.

"Hello, huns," Persephone said radiantly. The others came up to them and greeted them happily, Persephone talking to Teresa in sign language friendly. However, she frowned as noticed something. "Hey, why are you guys so - chilly?" she asked Ron and Harry who were staring at each other coldly.

Ron watched Harry with the same disgust, Hermione nudged Ron gently making him stop his behavior.

"No, uh, have lunch, shall we?" said Ron suddenly, Adrien, Remus, and Persephone exchanged glances but agreed. Benjamin who didn't know their problem chose indifferent and had a light chat with Daphne who was introduced by Atlas.

Rolf and Zeus pulled Mal to sit between them, away from Harry. Only Atlas wanted to chat with Harry as well as the adults, he occasionally glanced at Mal to see if she saw him; no.

She was deeply immersed in her novel "Sense and Sensibility" while her twin brothers occasionally glanced at Harry's lyrics threateningly. Harry let out a small sigh so no one would notice; unlucky, Persephone did.

The lunch was not quiet anymore because of chats with the adults, Fred and George talked about their business they were going to build and what they had to prepare from financial to evaluation stage. Persephone is most enthusiastic plus Fred discussing fireworks; her favorite thing.

"Excellent, this way you are good at creating jobs for people as well as widening magical market." Adrien agreed.

"If you need anything related to special files, just call me," Benjamin said. "I happen to work in the legal field."

Remus nudged Adrien's elbow, jerked his chin to the Pirates. They watched Nathaniel holding a mini object, he ducked across to the Slytherin table where Eros Eleanor was sitting.

He tucked it between his shoes, hastily sprinted back to the Gryffindor table where his gangmates were mischievously watching Eros.

He quietly ate his cornish pie while reading a copy of the Daily Prophet. . .

RIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGG!

A funny, loud sound made him jump in surprise, choking on his food. The Pirates burst out laughing, Elliot and Nathaniel sharing a high high of victory satisfied with what happened.

"Siren Shock Shriek is working good," said Arche pleasedly to Fred and George as the ringing dead down. "seems to be a good fit for that idiot's type."

Hermione shook her head wearily, "You can't just randomly test those products on other people! Should have used something safer."

"We know which targets are worthy, Hermione." said Mathias mischievously, pushing his glasses back against his bridge nose. "And he is."

"And you're not a prefect," said Arche. "so you can't forbade us, amore."

"Well, Arch, at least she asked you to not to nicely." said Ron, secretly defend Hermione.

She smiling to Ron, so did him.

Adrien and Remus exchanged glances, smiling idly. Persephone shook her head lightly while Benjamin chuckled. Cordelia scolded them, Nathaniel and Mathias ignored her, Arche had an argument with her while Elliot just obeyed while watching Cordelia dreamily smiling in love. Ginny just laugh as Cordelia pinched Nathaniel's and Mathias ear and they begged for apologize.

"D'you get deja vú?" asked Adrien gently to Remus and Persephone.

"What's with your jaw, Harry?" Persephone asked attentively, slowly pointing at Harry's right jaw. There was a blue bruise under his jaw, Persephone cupped his face worriedly; Adrien, Remus and Benjamin watched him.

"Oh? I didn't even notice this." said Harry, Persephone frowning suspiciously; she knows.

Adrien and Remus exchanged worried and shock looks, they wheeled their head in panicked to Mal who ate her berry trifle peacefully.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Remus asked Adrien breathlessly.

"I - no! I do but no, my princess would never!" Adrien hissed to Remus.

Lunch went normally, maybe the difference wasn't as noise and fun as it used to be because Harry and Mal's argument never came to light, nor did Adrien, Persephone, Remus and Benjamin know. People flocked to Adrien, Persephone and Benjamin eagerly asking for their autographs.

The four of them wanted to take another walk around Hogwarts, taking Harry, Briella and Atlas while the others prepare for their final test.

"Can you guys go first?" Harry asked carefully, turning his head slightly to where Mal was, behind Ron and Hermione.

Briella was about to sneering him, stopping him but Atlas hastily pulled her away while inviting the adults too, giving Harry a chance to talk to Mal. Due to bustling situation triggered by presence of Adrien, Persephone and Benjamin, no one noticed each other.

Ron and Hermione had an argument, Mal quietly followed them from behind still reading her novel.

Harry waited behind the corridor, peeking a little. Ron and Hermione were passing by and when they saw Mal's feet, Harry immediately appeared and pulled her slowly towards him.

But he low respond, Mal caught Harry's hands reflexively and twisted them really hard while slamming his body against the wall, holding them really hard. Harry groaned in pain, Mal was shocked and immediately let go.

"What are you doing, you prat?" Mal asked sternly, stuffing her novel into her bag. "Don't you see or you're pretending to be an idiot but I have a final exam."

"I just wanted to talk for a minute," said Harry hastily, looking into Mal's sparkling hazel eyes. "I don't have much chance to say this, during our fight it felt like my life was empty - I'm sorry."

Mal didn't answer, just watched Harry intently cynically, but Harry knew that Mal didn't really mean it.

"I know you must be mad - "

"Clever." said Mal sarcastically.

"Yeah, honestly I'm such an idiot - "

"Grateful to admit it, don't you?"

"The point is, I understand all my words and actions are not worthy of forgiveness," said Harry regretfully, sighing heavily as his chest hurt, his eyes heavy hold back tears. "Actually without you, my body feels dead but my brain is alive. I don't care but I really hope you'll forgive me -"

"I already forgave you, before you even asked for it." said Mal quickly. "But that doesn't mean I forgot all about it."

"You must be very disappointed."

"No shit sherlock." Mal said shortly. "I do cuz you insulted my family, let alone my mom! You're not Harry whose I knew. What's gotten to your mind?"

"Why weren't you suspicious when Gloiriè gave me the potion?" Harry asked curiously.

"Cordelia says it's a modified Veritaserum is much stronger and can't be tricked." Mal replied nonchalantly. "Have you done? I want to go."

Harry opened and closed his mouth, about to say something but nothing came out. He kept staring Mal's soul deeply; she didn't look sad or shed a tear, there was no hint of gloom from her like nothing had happened that made her hurt.

"Why aren't you sad?" Harry asked suddenly. "About - about this problem."

"Like for what?" Mal said indifferently.

"Nothing." Harry shook his head quickly.

He saw her gold lightning necklace wrapped around her neck, there was a sense of joy knowing Mal was still wearing her necklace.

"Well then," Mal rolled her eyes irritably. "go find your beloved girlfriend."

Harry frowned in surprise, astonished. What did she say?

"Already in front of me." said Harry, grinning confidently.

Mal widened her eyes, scrunched her nose in disgust.

"You think you're funny," she said coldly. "but you're just an arrogant, selfish toerag, Potter."

From heaven, Lily was cheering for her future daughter-in-law as James frowned when Mal called Harry as 'arrogant toerag'.

"I though Cordy is the one who gonna call Elliot that." Pandora chuckled softly.

"His is a self-centered butt ape." said Caroline.

Harry took a look of her appearance, when she's angry, always adorable and hot as hell, being dominant one.

"You're still in a relationship with Michelle, why are you flirting with other girls?" Mal said challenged him made Harry snapped out of his daydream. "Not enough one?"

"How many times do I have to tell Gloiriè and I are nothing." said Harry rather irritatedly, they looked at each furiously. "She's a liar, a bigger brag than Lockhart. After all I never had feelings for her, did I?"

"But you don't need to be rude to her." Mal said persistently. "No matter how mean she is, Michelle is still human, she has feelings."

"Dolce, this is between you and me, not her." said Harry impatiently.

"Yeah, indeed it is." said Mal hotly.

"So why d'you put her in to our conversation?"

"I did not!"

"Yes you do."

"Well!" said Mal stubbornly. "Because you're her boyfriend! Can't you see how much she loves you? She did all those things just for you, and you have to learn to love her! At least respect her -"

"I am not her boyfriend." said Harry impatiently. "Never will, never does."

"I see the way you look at her - "

"No, you're not. You don't see the way I look at her!" said Harry loudly, all his feelings scattered. "It's different when I do for you. Or anybody else. What if I completely don't care of things she did for me? Especially learn to love her. How can I respect her when she can't did the same to my loves one? And why should I bother to know that she loves me if the only thing is everything for me it's you?"

Harry bit his tongue to keep no more words out of his mouth, cursing himself in his heart for rashly confessing his feelings for Mal. Idiot, he thought anxiously, it's not time for you to confess yet. Even so, possibility of reservoir in his heart was unable to contain all his feelings.

Indirectly, he had confessed to Mal.

Mal was dumbfounded, blankly blinking soundlessly. Her eyes went wide, her face slightly flushed after Harry said those words. They looked at each other to souls, not intending to let go or just pass away.

So, it was right; Harry loves Mal. It's really obvious. But why did he have a heart to made her as a bet though just for 'protect' reason?

"Well," said Harry finally, already confessing half of his feelings. "I've been hide this for a long time -" looked into Mal, she didn't move a single muscle. "but - but I - oh fuck it! I - "

"Berry! Our test is about to start!"

"Where on earth is she?"

Ron's and Hermione's voice boomed from side of corridor next to them, both of them gasping in surprise as Mal stepped back away from Harry. She was still blushing but trying not to overdo it, her heart was beating rapidly.

"Gotta go," Mal murmured, turning quickly to Harry then walking away from him.

Harry watched Mal's back which was getting further and further away, his mood uneasy but relieved to have managed to verbally express half of his heart. That's a good thing, Harry thought happily, smiling lopsidedly.

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Harry spent the afternoon strolling with Adrien, Persephone, Benjamin, Atlas and Remus also taking them into the Gryffindor tower. Adrien, Remus and Persephone reminisce about their past while still at Hogwarts school; they told me about Harry's father, James, and Cordelia's mother, Delilah, throwing a Dung Boom at a mob of Slytherins from the boys' dormitory window.

Adrien and Harry played Exploding Snap, exclamations and laughter filled the common room.

The evening feast had arrived, they exited the Gryffindor tower to the Great Hall, chatting about many things to cheer Harry up to forget his worries but didn't let him down on the third task. Adrien, Persephone, Remus and Benjamin's presences was able to distract Harry's attention better.

"Aahaaa!" cried a hoarse voice, Sir Cadogan, the mad knight appeared, brandishing his sword as he rode his pony. "A gang of choppy nuts! Had enough nerve to block my path? Dingbats!"

They arrived in the Great Hall, again attention fell on Adrien, Persephone and Benjamin. Remus sat beside Mal, Adrien with Harry with Persephone across from them with Rolf and Zeus. It was awkward between the teenagers, Rolf and Zeus' glances imply Harry to stay away from Mal because they lost respect for him.

Harry looked around, he saw at Hufflepuff table where the Diggorys was sitting. And what surprised him even more, Briella sitting next to Milea Diggory. Cedric sat across from them with his father, smiling sincerely as he gazing at Briella.

"Hi, Ced!"

Cho appeared behind him, smiling sweetly at him. Cedric turned around, his father too and Milea and Briella's attention fell on her. Briella smiled brightly at Cho, waving happily at her.

"Hello, Mr and Mrs. Diggory," she said politely, bowing elegantly. "I'm Cho Chang. I also happen to be Cedric's girlfriend."

"Hello, Cho." said Milea kindly. "Oh? Really?" she turned to Briella then her son. "Ced, why didn't you ever tell me you had a girlfriend?"

Cedric was silent, not knowing what to say. Cho grinned weakly, looking at Cedric lightly puzzled while Briella chose not to speak.

"And I thought you and Briella were dating!" said Amos Diggory loudly, Cedric widened his eyes then turned to his father. "You crush on her deeply - "

"We're just friends," Briella said hastily, not wanting to hurt Cho. "crush on me for being friend, right, mate? You know, because I'm insanely fabulous." she grinning widely, frowned her eyebrows apologizing to Cho.

Amos and Milea looked at him in surprise, Cedric swallowed hard while Cho was starting to get a bit gloomy.

"Y - yeah, she's right," Cedric said quietly. "kinda."

"Would you mind to join us, Cho?" asked Briella kindly.

"Why not?" said Cho happily, sitting next to Cedric.

Bagman and Cornelius Fudge had joined the staff table now. Bagman looked quite cheerful, but Cornelius Fudge, who was sitting next to Madame Maxime, looked stern and was not talking.

Madame Maxime was concentrating on her plate, and Harry thought her eyes looked red. Hagrid kept glancing along the table at her.

There were more courses than usual, but Harry, who was starting to feel really nervous now, didn't eat much.

As the enchanted ceiling overhead began to fade from blue to a dusky purple, Dumbledore rose to his feet at the staff table, and silence fell.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in five minutes' time, I will be asking you to make your way down to the Quidditch field for the third and final task of the Triwizard Tournament. Will the champions please follow Mr. Bagman down to the stadium now."

"Good luck, hun." Persephone said gently, kissed Harry's cheeks dearly. "Our loves and Jesus christ's bless always by your side."

Adrien bring Harry to fatherly hug, Harry returned warmly.

"We're so proud of you," Adrien whispered, ruffled his untidy black hair as they let go of their hugs. "show us your Potter's energy in you, Harry, Prongs'll be so splendid to himself."

Harry nodded, Remus and Benjamin smiled at him.

Harry got up. The Gryffindors all along the table were applauding him.

He glanced over his shoulder, hoping Mal saw him; he got her hazel eyes glanced at him full of concern.

Harry sighed heavily, no longer getting support from Mal, he felt reluctant for him to carry out his last task without a good-luck kiss from Mal, not having a spirit and passion anymore. However, Harry drew closer to where Cedric, Fleur and Krum were.

"Feeling all right, Harry?" Bagman asked as they went down the stone steps onto the grounds. "Confident?"

"I'm okay," said Harry.

They walked onto the Quidditch field, which was now completely unrecognizable. A twenty-foot-high hedge ran all the way around the edge of it. There was a gap right in front of them: the entrance to the vast maze. The passage beyond it looked dark and creepy.

Five minutes later, the stands had begun to fill; the air was full of excited voices and the rumbling of feet as the hundreds of students filed into their seats. The sky was a deep, clear blue now, and the first stars were starting to appear.

Hagrid, Professor Moody, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick came walking into the stadium and approached Bagman and the champions. They were wearing large, red, luminous stars on their hats, all except Hagrid, who had his on the back of his moleskin vest.

"We are going to be patrolling the outside of the maze," said Professor McGonagall to the champions. "If you get into difficulty, and wish to be rescued, send red sparks into the air, and one of us will come and get you, do you understand?"

"Sorry Professor McGonagall," said Cedric hastily. "May I speak to Briella?"

"But the task will soon begin." said Bagman irritably, but Professor Sprout chimed in.

"Please, Mr. Diggory," she said kindly, Cedric beaming. "take your time as much as you do."

With that Cedric nodded enthusiastically, running towards the stands full of passion with a big grin on his face. The crowd applauded loudly for him but Cedric ignored them; the only thing he cares about is Briella.

Cedric jumped over railing of stands, running uphill to very top where Briella was sitting.

"Could we have a word for couples minute?" said Cedric breathlessly, Briella looked at him surprised but nodded. Cho watched them curiously.

He led Briella down stands, leading her off the Quidditch pitch to be much more free and quiet so that no one would disturb them. Night breeze gently ruffled their hair, cool air injecting hair on necks soothed heart.

Briella looked at Cedric patiently, waiting for him to speak, he looked nervous and stammered when he was about to say something. He smiled childishly skittishly without realizing it, causing Briella to chuckle a little.

"Anything you wanna say?" asked Briella.

"Yeah it's um," Cedric stammered, scratching his back neck nervously. "uh - I just - I just wanna say um congrats - no! It's um - happy birthday, B."

Briella laugh loudly, so did Cedric.

"Yeah, you told me twice in a day." said Briella, nodding. "Once again, thanks."

"Yeah, love to," Cedric said lightly, twisting his hand. "I'm sorry I didn't give you anything like George did -"

"Relax, you don't have to give me anything," said Briella, smiling at Cedric. "Maybe one day you will."

Cedric chuckled, his heart swelled with joy enjoying their moment together again with Briella, the girl he loves. He wished for time to stop, right then and there, no matter how long or even to an indefinite ticks.

He reached into his back pocket and pulled out something. A necklace with an edelweiss symbol along gold chain; it was Briella's necklace from Cedric that she threw away to Black Lake.

Briella widened her eyes, seeing Cedric who was staring at her deeply. Just genuinely and love filled Cedric's eyes, only for Briella, his feelings were very deep for her.

"I found it while looking for you in the second task," he said softly.

"Sorry," Briella muttered guiltily.

"No! Don't apologize," said Cedric hastily, reaching for Briella's hands and holding them warmly, placed against his chest. "I quite understand why you did it, I should be the one apologizing why I had to do that. How selfish of me, wasting time every second without you."

Briella subconsciously wrapped her arms around Cedric's neck; he holds her waist. Both of them drew closer, Cedric tilted his head as he parted his lips slightly and closed his eyes, waiting for their lips to slowly lock.

"Can we repeat the scene we used to?" Cedric whispered, his patchouli breath hitting Briella's face.

Briella could only be silent, holding back her passionate feelings in her heart. She loves Cedric more than anything, words couldn't describe it, a single rose wasn't enough to prove that even touch contact ain't be sure.

"I'm sorry," said Briella as she turned her face away from Cedric, he frowned in surprise. "We can't, we shouldn't be."

"Why not?" asked Cedric in disbelief.

"Because you already have Cho, I didn't want hurt her, she's my friend." repeated Briella. "We cannot be happy above suffering of those who love us."

"We do," said Cedric positively, hold Briella's waist even tighter. "and I hope you do."

"Please no." Briella muttered quietly. "Think about Cho, I want she's happy."

"How can I made her happy if I unable do the same for you?" said Cedric selfishly. "That's hurt both of us."

"Three," corrected Briella, hold back her feelings. "remember? God listed everyone destiny, no one can broke them. Even if there is something we are reluctant to expect.

"Faith," said Cedric. "we can if we want, while we have couple chances - even though it's just one, if we respect the time and circumstances, it positive be listed a new destiny."

"It's impossible," Briella shook her head quickly.

"It's depends on our choices," said Cedric not giving up. "and mine is us."

Cedric declare to himself that he's a luckiest guy alive to meet a girl like her, who sincerely loves him. His encounter with Briella was like a beacon in tenebrosity, her presence enter his life like a rubik's were finally perfect.

"May I ask you something?" whispered Briella softly, Cedric rested his forehead on Briella's, nodding firmly.

Briella smiled sweetly.

"Come back from the maze safely." she said, in a worried tone. "I meant it, that's all I want as my birthday present."

"Definitely, B, definitely." said Cedric confidently, nodding. "Then may I take your necklace as my lucky charm?"

Briella smiled brightly, nodded slowly. They chuckled again, Cedric carrying Briella in a loving embrace. Not wanting the two of them to just walk away, Cedric wished he had quit the game and spent rest of his day with her. He dreams of their life, starting a small family with labradors on Fraser Island; their dream place since they were children.

Only with Briella, he able felt cloud nine.

"Thanks for everything," Cedric mouthed with sincerity of love, kissing Briella's forehead dearly. "my destiny."

"You'd better hurry," said Briella, reluctantly letting go of their embrace. "Good luck, Diggy."

Cedric nodded, Briella patted his shoulder lightly and they headed back into the Quidditch pitch. Briella watched Cedric full of concern, her stomach twisted with a feeling of discomfort, worry, anxiety.

He was joined by Harry, Fleur and Krum.

"Hawwy!"

Harry wished those voice had never appeared, he didn't respond until a pair of arms wrapped around him tightly from behind. He heard Fleur clucked loudly in disgusted while glancing at Michelle Gloiriè who was hugging Harry. He wriggled away from her, pushing her gently.

Michelle jumped with joy, wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and kissed Harry's cheek with her neon orange lipstick. Harry groaned in annoyance, dodged his head away quickly, immediately wiping off Michelle's lipstick.

"Good luck kiss for you!" Michelle squeaked cheerfully, some of the people laughed at her. Harry could see Adrien, Persephone and Remus widened eyes and frowning in surprise, quickly glancing at Mal in puzzled. "I'm sure that kiss will bring you success! Oh yeah, after this task let's have some fun in my room! We made love again!"

Harry stood awkwardly uncomfortably, hissing whispers and strange glances glaring at him. He was furious at Michelle, humiliating him in front of so many people especially when there weren't only students there, Harry locked his jaw and gritted his teeth in fury, holding himself back from replying to Michelle.

Michelle giggled shrilly, waved widely at Harry as she went back to stands and prancing around.

Harry rolled his eyes, he turned to the stand behind him, to find Mal watching him intently. Harry immediately turned to face her, his heart felt safe and peaceful just looking into those sparkling hazel eyes. Mal smiled vaguely at Harry, nodding faintly.

His heart stopped for a few nanoseconds, unable to believe that Mal was smiling at him again, though faintly but still meant so much to him. Harry smiled back at her sincerely.

"Off you go, then!" said Bagman brightly. He now pointed his wand at his throat, muttered, "Sonorus," and his magically magnified voice echoed into the stands. "Ladies and gentlemen, the third and final task of the Triwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me remind you how the points currently stand! Tied in first place, with eighty-five points each -
Mr. Cedric Diggory and Mr. Harry Potter, both of Hogwarts School!" The cheers and applause sent birds from the Forbidden Forest fluttering into the darkening sky. "In second place, with eighty points - Mr. Viktor Krum, of Durmstrang Institute!" More applause. "And in third place - Miss Fleur Delacour, of Beauxbatons Academy!"

"So . . . on my whistle, Harry and Cedric!" said Bagman. "Three - two - one -"

He gave a short blast on his whistle.

Cedric rounded his right wrist with Briella's necklace, wrapped it and gripped the edelweiss charm. He turned around, looked up brightly at Briella, she smiled broadly at Cedric.

He grinned happily, kissing the edelweiss charm affectionately.

But before the maze was closed, they heard a hysterical reply from the audience stand. Harry and Cedric turned to see what was happening.

Mal ran down the stairs, jumping off the railing of stand. The professors stopped her pace into maze, Professor McGonagall brushed her off with a worried expression. Mal revolted to get past them, chaos filled the stadium temporarily halting the task.

"Miss Scamander, calm yourself!" said Professor McGonagall loudly, holding Mal lunged off them. "The task must continue -"

"No!" Mal snapped, wiggled away from Hagrid's grip. "You've to stop this! It's dangerous in there! The goblet is a portkey! Please stop it! The champions are in danger! And Alastor Moody's a fake! He - please listen to me! He's a Death Eater in disguise! Don't let them -"

"Stop all this nonsense, Miss Scamander." said Snape coldly.

"This isn't nonsense!" spat Mal angrily, Adrien, Persephone, Remus and Benjamin drive down to them, looked worried. "Please, trust me!"

"Miss Scamander, we respect all your words." said Cornelius Fudge kindly. "But there's no way they're in danger, and you've already been hit with a defamation offense, maybe you're hallucinating or something -"

"Hey, watch your mouth, you stinky teaspoon." spat Adrien sternly, point him rudely. "I'll hit you if you talk shit about my daughter."

"Please don't let them enter the maze!" Mal said indefatigably. "Harry! Cedric! Get out of there!"

Harry saw Mal, there was an urgency to cancel his task and exit the maze, came to Mal. But it's impossible, he wants to prove to Mal that he really can make it out win or lose before it starts. From the look in Mal's eyes, she asked Harry to stop continuing the task.

"Hun, hey, Berry, calm down hun," Persephone whispered softly, hugging Mal from side slowly taking her away. "Minnie, can we talk about this? I don't have a good feeling either, there's a lot of dangerous things in there too, right?"

"Sorry, Mrs. Scamander, but this is a final decision." said Cornelius Fudge before Professor McGonagall answered, watching Mal trying to escape her mother's grasp. "the champions must execute as soon as possible."

Fudge nodded to the guards, they immediately closed the maze. Mal continued to argued, but it was too late, with a loud thud the maze locked shut. The people there were silent watching them, confusedly to see Mal.

Mal was silent for a moment, her heart skip a beat, a bad feeling filled his body, she was very worried about the champions. She turned to Fudge, his face hardened with rage.

"Cunt." spat Mal harshly, glared angrily at Fudge then went off the Quidditch pitch.

𝗛𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗗𝗼𝗹𝗰𝗲! 𝗜'𝗺 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗜'𝗺 𝘁𝗿𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻!

𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗱𝗱 𝗗𝗼𝗹𝗰𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁! 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀, 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗚𝗼𝗱 𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁!

𝗕𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀, 𝗥𝗮𝘃𝗲, xoxo.

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