❝𝘪 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘪 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥?
𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥?
𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦?
𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪'𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳
𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳?❞
- 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴
YOU GLANCE AROUND AS YOU AND HARRY FOLLOW MOODY INTO HIS OFFICE.
as usual, moody was hobbling ahead.
you blink at the clutteredness of the room, feeling slightly uncomfortable as you gripped harry's sleeve gently.
you glanced around as you both passed under many metal items clutteredly hanging from the roof.
moody takes a seat, carefully taking off his prosthetic leg.
you wince slightly.
harry walks over cautiously, looking mildly disturbed.
"that's a foe-glass" moody gestures ahead.
"let's me keep an eye on my enemies. if i can see the whites of their eyes, they're standing right behind me" he throws his arms back and cackles madly.
you frown.
harry and you both jump as a big black box beside you both starts to rattle madly.
"wouldn't even bother tellin' you what's in there"
you furrow your eyebrows slightly.
"you wouldn't believe it if i did"
harry looked disturbed but didn't say anything.
"now.." moody shuffles through some papers.
"what are you two going to do about your dragons?" he questions.
you twiddle your thumbs.
harry blinks, "oh.. um.. well, you know, i just thought i'd.." harry seemed lost for words.
moody kicks two stools forward.
"sit"
he stands himself, dragging his chair forward.
you take an seat on the stool, hands in your lap.
"listen to me, potter, kanroji"
"your pal, diggory? by your age, he could turn a whistle into a watch and have it sing you the time. miss delacour? she's as much a fairy princess as i am"
you smile, giggling slightly.
"as for krum, his head may be filled with sawdust.."
you snort slightly, covering your mouth quickly and apologising.
"but karkaroff's is not. they'll have a strategy. and you can bet that it'll play to krum's strengths"
harry looks to the side.
"hm?"
moody leans closer and you lean further away.
"come on, potter, kanroji. what are your strengths?"
"um, i don't know" harry splurts, "well, i can fly. i mean, i'm a fair flyer"
you give harry a mildly blank stare, "ehh? harry you're really good at flying!"
"but-but i.."
moody nods his head weirdly, sort of like a dopey dog.
"better than fair, the way i heard it"
"but i'm not allowed a broom" harry shakes his head.
"you're allowed a wand. and you, kanroji?"
you press on the pads of your fingers, "well, i mean i'm pretty physically strong.. and flexible"
"show me"
you go dot-eyed. "eh?"
"show me"
"umm.. how?" you murmur.
moody's eyes look around, he waves his wand over to a large, thick mirror that morphed your body when you stood in front of it.
"pick that up"
harry's eyes widened. it looked incredibly heavy.
you blinked, but stood and walked over to it.
you bent over and gripped it comfortable, standing straight with the large mirror sitting casually in your hands.
moody's eyes widened, he had been messing around in a way when he requested for you to pick that up. he himself could only ever lift that with the use of magic and you had just picked it up as if it was nothing.
"well, then"
AND THEN, MUCH TO YOUR INTENSE FEAR, THE FIRST TASK HAD ROLLED AROUND THE CORNER.
you stand in the champions tent after majority of the hogwarts students wished you and harry luck.
you stand with your hands encased tightly around an equally as nervous harry's arm.
you were both in a more athletic version of the hogwarts uniform, just more tight fitting and easier to move around in, yours allowing much movement.
you messed with the gloves covering your hands, every contestant was now wearing them as a sort of protectant from the heat.
"psst!"
you blink, you and harry both near the edge of the tent.
'mione?
"psst!"
harry looked incredibly confused.
"harry, [name], is that you?" hermione whispers.
"yeah" harry whispers back.
hermione stays silent for a moment, "how are you feeling, you two? okay?"
you both shared a look.
"the key is to concentrate" hermione says again, "after that, you just have to.."
"battle a dragon" harry shrugs.
hermione whimpers before throwing herself through the tent and hugging you both tightly.
you whimper too, wrapping your arms around the two of them.
and right that moment a big camera flashes and a gasp is heard, "young love" rita gasps dreamily, you immediately shrink.
"how..." she spreads her arms, waddling over to the three, "stirring"
the floating quill behind her writes that down, you frown.
"if everything goes.. unfortunate today. you three may even make the front page"
you sigh.
"you have no business here" krum says, "this tent is for champions.. and friends"
"no matter. we've got what we wanted" the quill strokes his face, you frown deeply, the.. inappropriate move striking deep in you.
the camera guy takes one more photo before they walk away slightly.
dumbledore and some others walk through.
"good day, champions. gather round please"
you all gather around, each headmaster behind their respected champion/s.
"now, you've waited, you've wondered, and at last the moment has arrived. a moment only five of you can fully appreciate" dumbledore says before seeing hermione, "what are you doing here, miss granger?"
"oh, uhm. sorry, i'll just go.."
you frown, waving to hermione, she waves back, embarrassed.
"barty, the bag" dumbledore says, you breathe in.
"champions, in a circle around me"
you all shuffle closer.
"miss delacour, over here" she shuffles to the left a bit.
"mr. krum" he pulls him over next to fleur.
"and, uh, potter, mr. potter, over here. miss kanroji, right there. that's right" he pulls you next to cedric and harry right beside you.
"now. miss delacour, if you will"
the bag sizzles as he opens it.
fleur winces slightly as she picks out a small, green dragon.
"the welsh green" barty speaks, the small dragon growling slightly, spitting some fire. fleur and the headmaster of beauxbatons share a scared look.
"mr. krum"
viktor reaches his hand in, pulling out another dragon.
"the chinese fireball, ooo"
he moves over to cedric, who sticks his hand in.
he pulls out a yellow-ish dragon, "the swedish short-snout"
barty moves over to you, "miss kanroji"
you move your hand into the bag without hesitation, scooping up a dragon that was a reddish-pink colour with a goldish orange twinge along its stomach.
you frown slightly
"oh, goodness.."
you put the dragon face level, dumbledore frowning.
"a peruvian vipertooth. which leaves.." he turns to harry.
"the horntail" harry mutters.
"what's that, boy?"
"nothing"
harry sticks his hand in, wincing.
he pulls out a spiky, brown-ish dragon.
"the hungarian horntail" barty speaks, you purse your lips.
"these represent five very real dragons.. each of which has been given a golden egg to protect. your objective is simple: collect the egg. this you must do, for each egg contains a clue without which you cannot hope to proceed to the next task. any questions?"
everyone stays silent.
"very well. good luck, champions" dumbledore nods, "mr. diggory. at the sound of the cannon, you may-"
dumbledore's interrupted by a very loud cannon from above you, his eye twitches slightly as the tent rattles and shakes.
everyone outside the tent could be heard cheering loudly.
you give cedric a nervous look, "good luck" you whisper.
the rest of you then left to sit down, after a couple minutes, the loud cheering signified that cedric had gotten the egg.
you breathe out in relief, having been nervous the whole time through the 'oooh's and 'aaahhh's.
next up was viktor, loud male cheers sounding.
there was some more 'oo'ing and 'ahh'ing, but in the end, there was loud cheering, he had made it also.
fleur was up next, she had also captured her dragon.
and finally, it was your turn.
you take deep breaths in and out as you wobble out onto the playing grounds, hands held to your cheeks in fear.
there was an uproar of cheering and worried reassurances as you came into view.
the cheering only got louder as you stepped onto the premises, your eyes turn upwards to scan the form of the surprisingly small copper dragon. it stretched only about 15 feet. though you could only assume that what it lacked for in size it probably made up for in speed.
you smile nervously, "heyy pretty dragon.." you murmur, heart thumping wildly in your chest.
you gasp as something hard suddenly slammed against your back, sending you shooting across the rink. a frightened echo of screams followed your movement.
you hadn't even noticed the dragon swinging it's tail back to slam against you.
the wind was knocked out of you as you wheezed.
you grunt in pain, standing shakily.
you give a light glare to the dragon, frowning. "that.. was not nice"
the dragon swings it's arm at you but with a sudden agility you jump upwards, bending backwards out of the dragon's reach.
this kind of dual lasted for a while, the dragon swinging and you continuously dodging, using unique movements to stretch out of the dragons way before getting hit.
everyone in the crowd was aweing at your flexibility and the way you moved. you looked like some sort of ballerina, dancing around in the sky.
you looked magnificent.
but dodging wouldn't get you the egg.
you maneuvered your way out of the dragons sight and managing to be out of the crowd's sight as well.
everyone's breath hitches. where did you go?
there was a moment where everyone, including the dragon just looked around cluelessly.
after a moment, you finally resurfaced.
holding a giant boulder over your head.
everyone gaped.
how the hell were you holding that?!
the judges gaped, scribbling away quickly.
you sway the boulder back and forth, getting the dragon's attention on it.
and then, you lean back and throw it.
you threw it just to the left so that the dragon flew right after it.
once the dragon darted after it, you bolted for the unprotected egg.
you dove for it, capturing it in your arms as the crowd roared. you had just captured it and used zero magic.
you grinned happily,
i got it!!!
puffed, you ran up to join hermione and ron in the stands.
hermione squealed, hugging you tight.
"you did so good!!"
ron grinned.
you watch nervously as they replace the peruvian vipertooth with the norwegian ridgeback, worrying for harry due to the sheer size of the dragon and the malice behind it's eyes.
"four of our champions have now faced their dragons.. and so each one of them will proceed to the next task. and now our fifth and final contestant"
"harry! harry! harry!" everyone chants.
you cheer loudly, whooping.
everyone cheers as he comes out from the waiting area.
harry catches sight of the egg, walking forward but falling slightly as his dragon whacks its tail into the ground behind him.
everyone shouts, dropping down nervously, you watch with more excitement.
the dragon growls, spitting fire out at harry. you watch nervously,
you got this, harry!
harry starts trying to climb up a rock, the dragon flies off, smashing its tail right next to harry, everyone screams.
harry falls back down the rock, everyone flinches.
you wince as harry gets thrown by the dragon's tail. everyone stands back up, watching nervously.
harry starts to run again, the dragon breathes more fire out at him.
"your wand, harry! your wand!" hermione shouts from across the crowd.
harry swings his wand in the air, "accio firebolt!"
harry hides behind a rock, glancing upwards as his broom starts to fly down, your lips form a wide grin.
the dragon breathes fire directly at the rock, melting the front of it.
but harry makes a run for it, jumping on his broom as the dragon breathes more fire towards him.
everyone cheers, "yeah!!"
harry attempts to grab the egg as he flies back, narrowly missing and nearly getting struck by a wad of flames.
he flies upwards, the dragon follows but is held back by the chain around its neck. everyone gasps as the dragon breaks the chain, flying after harry.
harry flies around the place and through the teachers, the dragon follows from the top, destroying the teachers tower.
"yeah!"
"yeah! well done, dragon!!"
and now both harry and the dragon were completely out of sight, they had flown of somewhere and were nowhere to be seen.
everyone stands nervously, looking around for any sight of them.
but everyone erupts into cheers as harry zooms over the hill, "yes! yes!"
you clap, cheering loudly.
harry zooms over and back into the pitch, his broom smoking slightly.
he flies passed, grabbing the egg in his arm.
everyone cheers louder.
date posted ; 10/02/24