#triwizard cup

[iconicstoner]

a light in the darkness

gn!reader x cedric diggory

words: 1126

summary: In an AU where Cedric survives the Triwizard tournament, but has trauma from it, y/n has to help him through a panic attack caused by his claustrophobia.

a/n: mentions what happened to Cedric in the maze in detail, mentions claustrophobia, and implied panic attack

Cedric would never be the same after the Triwizard Tournament.

Not everything had changed. He was still the same loyal and compassionate boy you’d always loved, but he would never be as carefree as he once was. Slowly, his hair had been growing out; nothing major, but just enough to cover his eyes. His sleep pattern was in a downward spiral too. Almost every night, he had grim nightmares about what happened during the tournament, and it caused him to fall asleep in his classes often. He confessed to you the terrifying memories he had from the maze. You could remember in great detail when he told you about the suffocating tunnels of ivy that surrounded him as he tried to move through the maze, making it almost impossible to breathe. The experience was suffocating. He was even more scared by the overgrown roots that wrapped around him and attempted to carry him away from the cup. He clawed at them, screaming in terror for help, but nothing he could do on his own would fight them off. Now, if he got his shoe caught on something as simple as his shoelace, it would make him turn ghostly pale, getting flashbacks to the moment he could’ve lost his life.

Despite what he went through, he kept exceptional grades and still had his friends. For him, maintaining his grades wasn’t a surprise. Not only were his professors very understanding, but studying was one of the few things he could do without ever having to think about what happened that day. He was much more surprised to discover that his friends still loved him, and that he was still as popular as always. He thought his friends would be disappointed in him, but like the incredible friends they were, they adored him just as much, and respected him for the hardship he went through. More than anything, he was glad you still loved him, even if he would never be exactly the same.

However, attention and popularity were no longer what made him feel whole. When people circled him to talk to him, it often scared him. After what happened in the maze, Cedric had intense claustrophobia, and even standing in a crowded room could set him off.

After every dark thing that happened, the only real thing he could find solace in was you, his beloved support system. You knew this, and made it a point to check on him daily, especially if he didn’t talk to you for a day. That’s how you knew when it was a dreadful day for him.

Today was different. Classes were over for the day, and you hadn’t seen him once. You thought maybe it was just a coincidence you didn’t see him in the halls, but when he didn’t show up to your shared History of Magic class, you grew worried. You’d asked around about him for what felt like hours, and eventually one of his friends told you they’d seen Cedric go to his dormitory.

You contemplated what could’ve happened as you entered the Hufflepuff common room. The smell of sweets wafted through the air, and the syrupy scent filled your nose. Usually, you loved to admire the soft yellow furniture and warm lighting, but today you went straight for the boys' dorm. You pushed open the ancient creaky oak door to Cedric’s dorm, and the scene felt all too familiar to you. Before the tournament, Cedric often invited you over, but that was becoming rare as time went on. You knew he still loved you, but it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to reach out to anyone, even just to chat.

You opened the door to find Cedric on the wood floor, sitting next to his bed, with his knees to his chest. You rushed over, quickly closed the door behind you, and sat with him.

For a while, he didn’t say anything, he just softly cried. His cheeks were red, and his breathing was shallow. His favorite gold Hufflepuff sweater had droplets of water across the front from his salty tears. You wanted to engulf him in your arms, but you knew he needed his space.

“I can’t believe what I did,” he finally said, breaking the silence. The tears in his throat were audible and heartbreaking. “A group of people tried talking to me, and I just snapped,” he’s barely able to choke out the words as he begins to sob into your shoulder.

“I know Ced, it’s okay,” you say as you brush your fingers through his soft overgrown honey hair.

“I just snapped,” he says between sobs. “They were all standing so close, and I couldn’t breathe, and all I could think about was that stupid maze.” The words leave his mouth in a quick spiral, and once they’re out he grabs you like if he doesn’t, you’ll vanish. “I shouted at them,” he says, sounding dejected. Even if those students never remembered it, he was too sweet not to blame himself.

“Cedric Diggory,” you say in a strong, but concerned tone, “no one is mad at you. The people here are considerate enough to understand what you went through, and if they can’t understand it, then maybe they deserve to be yelled at.” He doesn’t respond to you, but he holds on to you a little tighter, and presses his face into your neck. His warm, soft lips meet your skin and plant a small kiss on you, and you can feel his wet, tear-stained cheeks brush against you. “Why don’t we get you some food? You’ll feel much better,” you earnestly suggest. He moves away from your neck, keeping a firm grip on your body. Despite his disheveled appearance, he sends you a grin that makes you feel like the sun has just come out after a long winter. He nods his head in agreement and stands up with you. You watch as he fixes his hair, and changes his clothes to go down to the great hall with you. When his shirt is off, you see his sculpted, toned body, and you can’t help but giggle. He blushes, and a soft shade of pink takes over his face. He sends you a wink and quickly puts on another shirt. It seemed like Hufflepuff’s golden boy was making a return.

Once you’re out of the Hufflepuff common room he takes you by the hand and twirls you around, pulling you into him with a soft smile. Your hands connect, as if they were made to hold each other, and he traces his thumb in circles on your hand.

“You are the light of my life,” he whispers into your ear, and it’s like you can hear the smile in his voice.

#cedric x you #cedric diggory #cedric x reader #cedric diggory x reader #cedric diggory x you #Cedric Diggory x gn reader #gn reader #cedric #harry potter #triwizard cup #triwizard champions #triwizard tournament #hufflepuff #the goblet of fire #gender neutral y/n #gender neutral imagine #gender neutral reader #cedric diggory one shot #cedric Diggory imagine

[professionalfoodstalker]

I would have LOVED for Harry’s reaction to that last scrap of paper coming out of the Goblet of Fire to be like “Fuck…” bc he had to have known that it was gonna be him. Given his current track record?? He honestly should’ve expected to be called first tbh.

#harry potter #harry potter and the goblet of fire #goblet of fire #triwizard champions #triwizard cup #triwizard tournament #cedric diggory #viktor krum #fleur delacour #hermione granger #ron weasley #anti albus dumbledore #durmstrang #beauxbatons #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry

[lavendarhearts]

Can I just say? Luna Lovegood and Neville Longbottom are every stereotype of Hufflepuffs when Cedric Diggory and Tonks are what being a hufflepuff actually is. Luna is overly nice at time and Neville is a plant lover and to a lot of people, that is all Hufflepuffs are. In reality, they are just like Tonks and Cedric. Cedric is the one that got chosen to participate in the Tournament, not Harry. Harry only got in because the cup was tricked. And Tonks is an amazing auror without being rude or strict. They have their own personalities even when they are being defined by their house traits. Even Cedric's friends are seen making fun of Harry with the "Potter Stinks" badges. Ravenclaws are often seen as smart and only smart. Neither Ravenclaw nor Hufflepuff are getting much representation solely because Gryffindor is the 'best house' and Slytherin is the 'evil house'. I'm so sick of the movie fans not seeing that these four houses are so much more than just their house traits and what people think they are. Just because a lot of dark wizards end up in Slytherin doesn't mean that all Slytherins are evil. there are so much misunderstood Slytherins and dark wizards that belong in another house. Gryffindors are seen as the main characters because of Harry's pov. I mean, just look at Narcissa. She is a Slytherin but she is also a mother that would do anything for her son. She even lied to a mind reading dark lord. Regulus Black and Draco Malfoy are living proof that Slytherins are misunderstood and they only become death eaters because their parents force them to. Hermione, despit being the smartest one, was put in Gryffindor, not Ravenclaw. While the hat did want to put her in Ravenclaw, it settled on Gryffindor because it made her go much farther. Being smart, being kind, being brave, and being ambitious does not confine you to one house.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk(this rant got off topic FAST)

#harry potter #luna lovegood #neville longbottom #nymphadora tonks #cedric diggory #draco malfoy #ron weasley #regulus black #slytherin #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #gryffindor #hogwarts #hogwarts houses #hermione granger #narcissa malfoy #voldemort #death eaters #triwizard tournament #triwizard cup #lavendarspeaks

[ultraviolet-x]

Ladies and Gentlemen, your new Triwizard Champion

#sebastian sallow #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy sebastian #triwizard cup #triwizard tournament #triwizard champions #goblet of fire #goblet of fiyah

[wwemcumuscleslover]

Reblog this if in the Goblet of Fire, you have a Crush on Victor Krum

This is the Actor Stanislav yanevski nowadays, pretty handsome, right?!!!

#harry potter #goblet of fire #triwizard tournament #triwizard champions #triwizard cup #durmstrang #victor krum #Stanislav yanevski

[l-lenny]

Dumb Krum … I love you too

Viktor Krum x Malfoy! Fem! Reader, Fred Weasley x Malfoy! Fem! Reader

Part 2/??

SERIES MASTERLIST

TW: english is not my first language

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The atmosphere got a bit melancholic “I hope I will make the cut. Karakoff said it would be just 12 people right?” You asked you best friend. When Viktor looked at you again you shivered. “Oh are you cold again?” He asked after he saw you. You shook your head. It was getting colder at Durmstrang, but you weren’t feeling cold. Somehow you couldn’t understand your feelings and actions at all. Maybe you were just overwhelmed by everything that is happening right now. With Triwizard tournament around the corner you came to age to compete. You and Vik celebrated yours birthdays after the World Cup, not long after that an announcement was made that only 12 students will come to Hogwarts for the tournament, only those who will pass the tryouts and are of age. And on top of all that you had so many classes and exams. Not mentioning that you tutored Viktor in almost every subject. His training with the Quidditch team took almost all of his time. “Y/n!” You jolted in your chair. “That’s it!” Viktor got up and scooped you up, throwing you on the bed. You yelped in surprise, eyes wide and heart racing. What was happening? Then you were buried under your blanket. You looked shocked. Viktor started laughing. “You knov? If you are cold you should have said so!“ you both burst out laughing. “What was that?” You asked him. “You vere cold! I hate to break it to you but as much as I vould like to take care of you again, ve have a triwizard tournament to attend.” It was true that in the past 7 years when you were sick he tried to make you fit in no time. Honestly you weren’t the most adaptable for the weather here. “Yeah we do.” You muttered burring your face in the soft blanket. “Does your father know?” He asked after a moment when he watched you. The two of you sat across each other. You on the foot of the bed and he on lay down back against headboard. “No, it’s better not to tell him I want to compete.” You said truthfully. You were scared to get another howler. One time it came right during dinner. Talk about embarrassment. And what was the howler about? Yes it was bloody potions. Viktor then made an surprised face, as if he just remembered something. “Oh it’s so late already?” He looked at your clock on the table. “We should get some sleep. Better for the tryouts.” You nodded. “You are awfully quiet today. Vhat happened?” Viktor give you his full attention. When you locked eyes with him your words left your throat. “Um-I” you fake-cough “I think I am just overwhelmed about the whole deal. And I would see my brother on daily basis not to mention my family will be so clo-.” He grabbed your shoulders and pulled you into his chest. After a while his scent made you relaxed. “For someone vho can kick ass of older and more experienced wizard you do stress about vrong things sometimes.” You both started laughing and you honestly felt better. “And you know I vill be coming too.” You slapped his chest playfully. “I bet I will be better.” He smirked “I bet I vill be faster!” You both then started to play fight each other. Pillows, blankets, feathers were flying everywhere. In a fit of laughter you both just enjoyed that moment.

You didn’t even blinked and you were getting ready for the tryouts. Putting you hair in high sleek ponytail and checking yourself in a mirror. Today was extremely chilly so you wore your favorite sweater on top of you uniform. This sweater was your favorite because Viktor got it for you last year as a gift. It wasn’t even your birthday. You sighed and marched out the door. When you came to the dueling grounds you noticed how many students just came. Not just to watch, but to the tryouts itself. Karakoff arrived shortly after you with a boom. The door flowed open an with a speed in his steps he made his presence known. “Students!” He yelled heavy accent in his tone. “The tryouts will be made out of 4 tests!” Not going to lie it was far less then you expected. “First test will be getting rid of opponent. Keep in mind that unfortunately unforgivable curses are banned from the tournament” said the principal rather angry. The test itself was easy. There was a mannequin in front of the student and you had to strike it down. The longer the distance the more points you will get. You saw some students who Karakoff personally disqualified after their poor attempts. You weren’t nervous. This was your thing and you were really good at it. “Next is Mr Kalsir!” Called Karakoff one of the boys in a year above. His hand was shaking slightly and when he made the casting he chose for it to be silent. Not bad but because his stance was of he fell as well. “Weak! Disqualified!” Yelled Karakoff. “Next, Mr Krum!” You silently wished him luck and Viktors name was cheered on and on. He got the mannequin at the end of the room! Very impressive. He was first to do that! “We can work with that.” Muttered Karakoff and Viktor went to few students who passed. He looked at you cheering you on as you name was called. “Miss Mal-“ before even the principal said your name you chanted “BOMBARDA MAXIMA!” With a massive explosion the mannequin came through a wall of the dueling grounds. Good thing that the mannequin was enchanted to be indestructible. Karakoff looked at you and nodded “You are going to the next test.” He said and you happily went to the small group of students. You smiled proudly the whole time. Some students even tried to copy you. No one making it as grand as you.

“Next test will be including mental strength.” Karakoff said in strong voice. Giving each student a wooden cube. You looked at the principal with confusion. “The faster you open the cube the better chance to go to next round. You started to take the cube apart when you remembered so many memories. The good ones and the bad ones. The intense flow of information overwhelming your mind. You were on the verge of tears when you remembered the last howler and you father scolding you all summer. Tired and overwhelmed you pulled out your wand and said “inscendio!” The cube catching in fire and then making a blue fire. When the cube turned to ash you saw pieces of dementors cloaks and seeds of young chamenia. Dementors clothes are highly contagious of bad aura and used in many negative potions. Chamenia was mainly used here as a booster because it’s smell can transfer many spiritual energy. This was clever. You were glad you passed and were ready to next test.

“Only 19 of my students left. It can be better! Listen!” Karakoff announced. “You will each get a broom and your goal is to catch most of the fairy lights.” When he said that all of you got a broom. You mounted and when you got a signal you took of. Viktor was excellent at this. It was right his alley. You struggled a little bit while making sharp turns. Ignoring all the comments of the students. The lights were lively and bounced in the air. When you catched one it followed you everywhere you flew. You were getting cold after sorting though the air. That worsened you form. You just hoped to get enough lights. You managed to be fourth with the most fairy lights. The first was Viktor. You were so proud of him.

“Last will be greeting an animal. Try and tame it or take it down.” Karakoff said when all off the competing students were taken away. You all were sat in a room, where you couldn’t hear a thing. It was just 15 students. You were last to go and greet this animal. When professor Silverbane, your magi zoology teacher, came for you you were prepared. At lest you thought so until you saw a wild Graphorn. How did they even managed to get it? This beast was large and greyish purple with a humped back. His skin tougher then dragons and repelling spells. It has two very long, sharp horns, walks on large, four-thumbed feet, and has an extremely aggressive nature. Mountain trolls can occasionally be seen mounted on Graphorns, though the latter do not seem to take kindly to attempts to tame them and it is more common to see a troll covered in Graphorn scars. You remembered the lessons os professor Silverbane. It’s not common, it was rare blessing if Graphorn befriend a witch or wizard. You saw the beast to look at you. Immediately you dropped on your knees to be same eye level and never left its gaze. It have to attack first and then you would knock it down. The Graphorn huffed and took a step closer. Fierce gaze upon you and then it took of. Moving so fast ready to strike. You managed to step away from its way. Students cheering in a distance. When it made its way towards you another time. Making its horns ready to pierce through you you stood up and didn’t move an inch. The beast stopped and looked at you. In the moment on confusion you fired a spell hoping it would be powerful enough to make it through its thick skin. “Aresto momentum” you said. The beast enraged marched towards you again. But this time it was slower and much sloppier in its movements. You took it as a sign and charged towards the beast. Students making a sounds of shock. You fired the spell again. And the beast stopped completely, falling to the ground. Your legs were shaking. Did you just win? “Good work” was heard from Karakoff after a while followed by a loud cheering. The headmaster of the institute, Karakoff himself gave you a compliment? You should be proud. And you were. The headmaster made official end to the tryouts and read the names who will go with him to Hogwarts to compete. “-and Miss Malfoy.” You were shocked. You actually made it. Some students cheered, some celebrated and some sulked. Feeling so proud you let out a blinding smile, smile so infectious that Viktor and the other students shared it. Today’s mission was accomplished.

#fanfic #harry potter ff #harry potter #viktor krum x reader #viktor krum #fred weasley x y/n #fred wealsey fic #fred weasley #narcissa black #narcissa malfoy #lucius malfoy #draco malfoy #durmstrang #hogwarts #triwizard champions #triwizard tournament #triwizard cup #quidditch #spells #magic items #magical beasts #magical beings

[hollowwrites]

Blindsided

Part 2

Ominis x MC

Summary - Trope, Trope, Trope…Did someone say Tri-wizard Cup? Of course you did!! Sebastian expresses his want to compete. Ominis and Eve think it’s a stupid idea…obviously.

Again feel free to swap Evelyn with MC or Y/N

Warnings - None just a continuation of before, all characters aged up 18+

Word Count - 1260

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Before Ominis could understand where he was, Why he was asleep in the common room or when Evelyn had gotten back, he had to contend with those exact same questions from Sebastian. When he had awoken he had found him, rather smugly, drinking his coffee sat next to him. He’d obviously made many lude jokes about sleeping with Evelyn and how fun their night must have been to not even make it to the dorms, but Ominis just shrugged them off, worried if he dwelled on thoughts like that for long he would turn pinker than Amortentia. He turned his attention to Evelyn.

She seemed just so peaceful lying in his lap. Ominis thought it would be a crime to move her, It was still early and exceptionally selfish on his behalf to wake her. He’d been awake for a few minutes now and was listening to Sebastian prattle on about…something. He wasn’t entirely sure. He was busy playing with Evelyn’s hair, the texture was so satisfying, and changed everyday. Straight, smooth, shaggy, up, down, her hair was never the same twice in a row…

“Are you even listening to me?!” Sebastian barked, his temper flaring as it was known to do

“Not really, no” Ominis replied, idly running the same lock of hair through his fingers over and over.

“You’re honestly impossible you know that right?” He dramatically slammed back into the sofa they shared

“Be careful!” He snapped “You’ll wake her”

Sebastian rolled his eyes, and took a sip from his mug. All of Sebastian’s dramatic displays must have stirred her, because Ominis felt her shift in his lap. Her hands padded around in confusion as to where she lay.

“Morning” Sebastian noticed her stirring and grabbed her by the ankles, yanking her legs up and onto his lap as he shuffled closer to them both.

“Merlin!” She jumped “What is wrong with you Sebastian?!” She hissed trying to keep a straight face

“What time did you get in last night?” Sebastian probed hoping for more details than Ominis was letting on

“About midnight why does it-“

“Tsk tsk Miss Hollow, breaking the rules. Whoever taught you that?”

“I wonder” she retorted “I was under professor instructions so actually, Mr Sallow, you’re the only filthy stop out here” she smiled picking her self up off Ominis and throwing her arms around his neck. “I’ve missed you Seb”

“Aw” he gushed “I’ve missed you too…ANYWAY…” he picked Evelyn up off of him like she was nothing and put her beside Ominis. She giggled as she was thrown back down onto the sofa.

Nothing pained Ominis more than the sounds of Evelyn happy…when he hadn’t caused it. He knew it was a horrible thing to think, but listening to Sebastian’s sounds of exertion and her gleeful giggles, it allowed his mind to wander. What was he doing? Was she sat on his lap? Was there something going on between the two of them that was unspoken and he just didn’t know? Did he prod her? Tickle her? Was it playful? Flirty? Did he…kiss her?

Merlin, he could not handle having her one second and her gone the next.

She is not yours he reminded himself you do not have her

As intuitive as a Legilimens, Evelyn always seemed to know when the littlest of things bothered him. He appreciated her soothing presence and this time it presented itself as a calming hand upon his thigh. She tapped him as though to say; You’re okay, and he simply…was. Truly magic.

“Evelyn, you are forgiven for not knowing this but Ominis you’ve just been moping about for weeks this shouldn’t be new information to you” Sebastian started, Ominis rolled his eyes he knew exactly what was going to come out of his mouth.

The Tri Wizard Tournament

“The Tri Wizard Tournament!” Sebastian continued “It’s here. In our last year. I think it’s a sign, truly”

“That’s wonderful” Evelyn said blankly “Quick, Ominis, tell me why I should care” Sebastian fell to his knees

“She’s muggle-born remember, she doesn’t know what that is” Ominis stifled a laugh

“It’s a grand tournament held by different wizarding schools each time and this time it’s at Hogwarts” he started, hands moving excitedly through the air as he painted a picture with words “Each school has a champion and they compete in different challenges throughout the school year. Whoever wins gets eternal glory for their school and a tasty amount of galleons for their trouble” his arms were wide as he bowed to an imaginary audience

“I take it you want to compete then?” Evelyn asked amused by his display

“I entered yesterday”

“You what?!” Ominis stood “Are you truly that stupid Sebastian”

“What’s the problem?” Evelyn asked confused

“He’s failing to point out how dangerous these ‘challenges’ are. People have died competing in the Tri Wizard Tournament. Its been officially cancelled numerous times and it keeps getting dragged back out of the mud”

“People have died playing Quidditch but you don’t shout at Imelda every time she grabs her broom”

“That’s different and you know it stop being so facetious”

“It’s not, Evelyn please” he clasped his hands together begging

“He might not get picked?” She offered unable to see any way out of this conversation. She shuffled her feet trying to distract her from yet another argument between the boys. Luckily it seemed to calm Ominis to some degree

“I suppose not. I just wish you’d have said something before hand…I…I don’t know. I’m going to freshen up, I didn’t exactly get the greatest nights sleep” Ominis said flatly before grabbing his wand and leaving.

Evelyn looked defeated. Had she disturbed him last night? He could have left her on that sofa, she wouldn’t have minded. But she should’ve known he wouldn’t do anything so ungentlemanly. She should have insisted they go to bed. She should have-

“Don’t worry, he’s not talking about you” Sebastian offered, downing the last of his coffee and summoning another pot to their table. She glanced around the common room suddenly feeling very exposed. First night back and she’s already involved in some Sallow / Gaunt drama.

“It’s just us” Sebastian answered “No one has seen you sleeping with Ominis” he mocked “no one will know. Not that everyone here doesn’t already think there’s something going on between you two” he took another sip of his fresh coffee

“Stop that!” She batted at his arm

“Ow!! Stop what?”

“Stop answering questions before I’ve asked them” she said weakly unable to pinpoint why she was angry. Too much information had been thrown at her within the first half an hour of her being awake. Luckily, Sebastian took no notice of her tantrum and instead pulled her in for a sideways hug. She curled up into a ball in the crook of his arm, hugging her legs as her head flopped on his shoulder.

“Answer me, honestly Sebastian, how dangerous is this tournament”

“It’s…” he sighed “on a scale of Summoners Court to Defeating Ranrok…it teeters closer to Ranrok” her head snapped back up at him. He offered her a cheesy smile with hopes of conveying how unbothered he was

“Are you serious? Sebastian you have to start looking out for yourself.”

“Look, I understand the risks but honestly…” he shrugged “I know you’re not going to let anything bad happen to me. Any of you. You, Ominis, Imelda, even Garreth would try something to help me out” he grabbed her hand and squeezed tightly “I know I can do this”

Masterlist

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[maliefizz]

If a Triwizard tournament took place in the Marauders era, who would've been the Hogwarts champion out of the people we know?

#dead gay wizards #marauders #remus lupin #harry potter #marauders era #james potter #sirius black #jegulus #triwizard champions #triwizard tournament #triwizard cup #hogwarts houses #hogwarts #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #durmstrang #beauxbatons #peter pettigrew #severus snape

[beonyour-way]

Haven

“… so I’ll stay half away, and i’ll guess that it’ll do.” (Novo Amor- Haven)

[Cedric is eager to put himself in danger and there is a need to save him, whatever it means.

Dumbledore's announcement of the Triwizard Tournament is taken from the movie Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I took the last name Scamander for the character knowing very well it comes from Fantastic Beasts.

Also English is not my native language so if there is something wrong I apologize. Don't hesitate to let me know how I can improve myself!]

7600 words.

The weirdest dreams are always the one that stay in mind for a long time. I always had much trouble to wake up. The comfort of my bed and the sheets are a torture to leave. Instead, I turned around, trying to hide my face from the light that was shining bright. Usually, the curtains are always closed. I was forced to open my eyes when I heard noises from other people. How are there people in my bedroom? I opened my eyes instantly, straightened myself up and looked around. The look on my face must have betrayed my feelings when two pairs of eyes looked at me in dismay. 

“What’s happening? Why aren’t you awake and ready to go! There is an announcement today, hurry up!” 

I must admit that my first reaction would have been to scream at the girl if I was not astonished by the fashion of the surroundings. The walls, made up from stone, gave to the room a cold atmosphere that made it even less possible for me to get up from my bed. My fingers tightened around the sheets as I sighed. I have been pretty much awake and trying to fall back asleep seemed impossible as someone had thrown an outfit directly at my face. I wasn't in the mood of fighting back and so I went to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I put the skirt reluctantly as I usually preferred to go with a jogging… but I didn't even know what I was doing there and didn't want to raise suspicions. I went with the shirt and there I was, ready. I followed the group of girls that was talking to each other. Their pace was pretty slow which was an advantage as I was tired and still trying to understand what was happening. I forced myself to mind their conversation as I looked around to see, with amazement, how beautiful the room was. There were green garments everywhere, with snakes around them. This, was the moment where I understood where I was: in a dream, at Hogwarts. It could have been a nightmare, but it would depend on what would happen next. 

I pinched myself to wake up but felt nothing but a painful darting. I sighed once again as I understood that there was nothing much to do except following the girls. The main mission was not to figure it all out but to not lose myself. The corridors were numerous and there were way too many doors for me to dare leaving the girls from more than an inch. I struggled to recognize anything. I had to admit that I had the most disastrous sense of direction in the world. It didn't matter much which world we were in.

When we arrived at the common room, I recognized it without much trouble. The four tables aligned with beautiful china and plenty of food made me forget the harsh morning I had had. I was quite surprised to see that I was not much traumatized with my not being in my own world. I could do with it as long as the food was good enough. My only question was to know why my dream was starting with me being a Slytherin and not having the opportunity to have the Sorting Hat in my head having a debate with itself to know whether I was a good or bad girl. I guessed that there was not much to say about that. However, no one was eating and I allowed myself to look around me. I could see Draco Malfoy speaking with his “friends”, if one could call this friendship, and I realized that I was now in a world where I knew what had happened before and what could - or would - happen next. I could not prevent myself from opening my mouth as the realization came through my brain. I wanted to scream and run away to warn people but I didn’t really want to look like a crazy woman that could go next in the psychiatric ward next to Neville’s parents.

How could I think such things? That is horrible and I was not supposed to know about that! Maybe I really am a Slytherin after all…

As I turned my head to look around me and catch a glimpse of Potter, my eyes fell on my best friend who was there - I was not at all surprised, she was almost always present in all my dreams or nightmares. I tried to wave my hand at her but I saw her busy with Fred and George. I didn't know which one exactly but I knew that she could tell the difference. After all, she had studied them very well in reality, so it wasn't surprising to see that even in my dreams she seemed quite fond of them. She seemed to see me too and waved at me, so I smiled at her. I knew from the look she gave me that she had understood what I wanted to say.

The meal had not started yet but Dumbledore was coming to talk to all the students. I didn't really know why but I straightened up and looked at him with attention. There were people who were very impressive just because of the way they looked and behaved. I can tell you that it applied to Dumbledore as well as… Severus Snape that was sitting and looking pissed off at everyone. Now that I knew what I knew about him I couldn't help but understand him. 

“Attention, please. This year Hogwarts will host a legendary event: the Triwizard Tournament. During which time a single student gets to represent his or her school in a series of magical contests.”

I guessed that the schools had been introduced before because I could see the students already sitting at a table and I did not regret having missed their little play of introduction. I was very glad, in fact, to not have witnessed the stupid dance and fight moves of them. When I come to think of it, I was really being judgemental that day, I should have shut my mind.

“One last thing: Eternal glory… is what awaits the student who wins The Triwizard Tournament. But to earn it, that student must survive three tasks. Three, extremely dangerous tasks.”

I looked around and met the eyes of Cedric Diggory -which I had hated by the way-, his death had been so stupid that I had never been able to recover. Sordid -or courageous- was his death that I had never been able to ease the anger that had risen in me as Dumbledore continued to speak about the three tasks. To see the stupid smile of his starting to spread across his lips, my blood had started to run though my veins at such a high speed that I had wanted nothing more but to hit him with the glass that was in front of me. That’s only when the meal had started that I realized I could do something about it.

Indeed, I was here and I knew everything that would happen. I could use that in my advantage to save his life. That would be a sort of bonus…

…

 I definitely am a Slytherin. 

The meal had been done and to my own surprise, I didn't even remember what I had just eaten. I was just profoundly excited - as well as afraid - so I ran up to my best friend. I grabbed her hand and took her with me to… somewhere in the castle not too far from the common room so that we would not be lost.

“Okay, first of all, how? How are we here, how I am able to feel you touch me like in real life?” 

Okay…This question from her was not what I was expecting but I guess I could do with it. 

For now. 

“I was never the clever one when it comes to paranormal or weird experiences to begin with. I didn’t even know where we were until I was in the dining room or whatever the name of this room is. However, bro, are we really here? Are we really in this story? Are we not dreaming? I pinched myself earlier and I didn’t wake up. And what are you doing as a Gryffindor? I though you were Ravenclaw?” 

“I am! I am a Ravenclaw! At least I believe I am…” I laughed, saying that she looked like Ron Weasley. 

“My main mission is not to get out of here, not before we save Cedric’s arse. Don’t ask me why Dana, I want to answer that it will ease the rage I feel every time we watch the movie… you know… the one where he dies.” I struggled to remember the title every time but I can’t even think more than a few seconds before Dana answered back. 

“Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Laisa.” She corrected me. “The movie’s title is Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.” 

I smiled at her. “Great, I am so happy to hear the title that I will forget in about two minutes. However, help me.” 

She rolled her eyes at me before sighing. “I don’t think we can. Think about it calmly. We do not have many options.” She sighed. “We cannot tell anyone. What if they don’t believe us? Then, we will never be able to do anything. But if we tried to change something, what would be the consequences?” 

She was right. She was always right. I rolled my eyes as I looked around and witnessed Cedric being surrounded by a lot of people, asking his opinions about the tournament. Hearing him getting excited about it made me forget about Dana’s speech. 

“Think about it… We cannot let him die that stupidly. I’m sorry but I can’t and I don’t even know why. But my main mission is to make him change his mind. I don’t have to say that I know the future. I just have to be… persuasive.” 

Dana looked at me with a smile she couldn’t hide. “I don’t understand your obsession with him. He’s a Hufflepuff.” She marked a pause as I look at her for a long time, waiting for her to say what she wanted to say. “Be kind, and maybe it could work.”

“I was thinking more of threatening him but I will make an effort. Just for you my dear Gryffindor.” 

I hadn't done much the first day. First of all because how was I supposed to approach Golden Boy if he was always surrounded by groupies? And even if I was in this world, truth was I didn't have a wand. Or I hadn't exactly searched after it to be honest. I didn't know about magic and I wasn't in the mood of learning it for one reason: I didn't want to blow up this castle. The classes weren't exactly my cup of tea as I just listened. I thought I would like Potion classes since Severus Snape was my favourite character but it appeared that Potion was like cooking classes and I still hated everything that had to do with cooking. We didn't have access to DADA classes as well but I didn't really mind it, as long as I wasn't missing Remus Lupin's boggarts class. (One could argue that I had Daddy issues but I wouldn't engage in this conversation, nice try.)

The previous day was smoother than the one before. First, I wasn't startled of waking up in an unknown place. Second of all, I went to eat breakfast and on my way I met with Cedric. Who was quite surprised of me talking to him. I could understand : I had appeared yesterday and no one seemed to care about it but he did. Asking me questions about my name and my grade. Thank God, Dana was there with me to answer the last one because I didn't even know. However, "however" was - and still is - my favorite word.

Real however this time, we talked about spells and his position as prefect. Which I completely forgot and don’t really care about if I have to be honest. My main preoccupation at that time was the tournament and I stopped their conversation. 

“Do you want to take part in the tournament? I heard it’s very dangerous.” 

His smile said everything and I rolled my eyes before he could even answer. 

“That is such a bad decision… especially for a Hufflepuff. I don’t mean that to be mean. I mean… you guys are supposed to be like, sane and take decisions that make sense.”

“I am not sure, but I am eager to take on a challenge and prove myself for once. »

I scoffed at him and Dana put her hands on my arm. “She doesn’t mean no harm but we don’t really understand this passion that you have about doing something that is so dangerous.” 

“It is not about fame or being recognized by others; it is more about a personal challenge that I want to achieve by my own efforts alone.”

“Bro you will need Pot-” Dana’s hand ended up on my mouth and Cedric looked at us terribly confused.

“She thinks you don’t need to do that, you already proved yourself with your grades, your position as a Prefect and how perfect you are.” I took off her hand. 

“I would never say that but let’s pretend I did.” 

He laughed, not at us, with us. Minus me because I was not in the mood of laughing. I already knew he wouldn’t change his mind with this brief exchange with two unknown girls. 

“It is very kind of you to worry about me but… I really need to do that.” And with that, he left. 

“I can swear to God, you won’t.” 

The next days were very boring in terms of my mission. I didn’t get to talk to him, I didn’t really want to to be honest. I heard he put his name in the Goblet and everyone was cheering and for a short amount of time, I thought that maybe dying for this dream was worthy for him. And then I remembered that he only died because his stupid ass wanted to be courageous and, to be honest, he shouldn’t have to be. I think I was growing fond of him and the image he wanted to show off. This act is already brave enough. But was it really worthy of disappearing from everyone’s life? 

I didn’t have to mind much longer since Diggory was in front of me with a big smile. 

“I put my name in the Goblet. Now, I just have to let fate acts in my favour… or not.” 

“I heard about that. Everyone’s happy about it which makes it quite sad if you want my opinion.” His furrowed brows made me continue. “No one seems to care about the danger that you are taking to prove yourself. I am not sure one needs to do all that to prove something. It just screams insecurity to me.” 

“I do not really understand what you want to say. We do not know each other.” 

“I know we don’t. That’s not really the point of this conversation isn’t it? You want everyone to be happy about your participation? For what? Fame? Sorry I’m not buying it. I don’t even believe that someone as thoughtful as you would do something that stupid.” 

“You don’t have to be despising at people who wants to achieve something.” 

I smiled, on the verge of laughing. “I don’t have to achieve anything. Existing is enough already. You should think about that. I am not risking my life for something stupid such as “eternal glory” that won’t be helpful in times of crisis. What is glory in a world as dangerous as the one you’re living in? You should take off your name as long as it’s still possible.” 

“We can’t. The only way for me to not participate is to be disqualified.”

And at this, I rise and got closer to him. 

“Good luck, then.” 

If I can be honest. This piece of information he gave at the end was what I wanted. I didn’t know how to cast a spell and I didn’t even know where my wand was. Or if had a wand at all. But now, I just needed to disqualify him. The main question was how? And for that, I needed Dana. In front of the Gryffindor’s door I was waiting for someone to come out or in so they could tell Dana that I needed here because apparently we didn’t have phones in this beautifully scary world. 

“Are you looking for Dana?” 

I turned around and looked high up to see a ginger head, and my smile became wider. I was going to play it cool - for Dana’s sake. He didn’t need to know that we were crazy human blood people who knew the future. 

“Were you with her?” I winked at him and his smile widened as well. 

“Nop, Fred is, but I don’t know where they could be.” 

“Shoot.”

“Just kiddin’. She is in there, I’ll look for her. If you see George, tell him I’m waitin’ for him, I need his brain.”

“Bro aren’t you Geor- ok nevermind I will. I guess this is another thing I’ll never know.” 

Two minutes later Dana was out and we went to the library to discuss, which was not my best idea. How are we supposed to whisper while talking about saving a life that didn’t wanted to be saved? 

“Is there something in the books or the movies about disqualification for the Triwizard tournament?” 

“Not that I can remember of, and I do remember very well.”

“Bro he didn’t lie to me, he’s a Hufflepuff. Whatever that means.”

“I’m not saying he did but that you will have to find out. And you can’t ask him more about it because he’s not stupid at all. He may already have suspicions.” 

I looked at her with an inquiring look. 

“No… I don’t really think so, I just wanted to put us in the mood for the next step of the mission.”

“Okay, however suspicious or not, he doesn’t deserve to die.” 

She looked at me with a smile I didn’t quite like. “That stupidly I mean.” 

“Yeah, of course.” 

The thing was, I thought I had time to put up with a plan to know more about the disqualification thing that Cedric brought up to me but, he came to us with a huge smile, announcing that the names would be given to us in two days and it made me instantly forget about Fred and George looking like my grandpa. He must have noticed because his smile started to fade away as well. Not a minute later, we found ourselves in the corridor, speaking for him, arguing for me. 

“You don’t really have to be upset, it’s not you that is endangered.” 

“Yeah I know that because I use my brain before taking any decisions. Of course I wouldn’t put my name in the Goblet because there are so many things more important than a stupid tournament which gives you nothing but “eternal glory” from people who already wished they were you. ” 

“But my father is very happy about my participation and it is something I wanted to do for as long as I can remember.” 

“Don’t talk about family pressure will you? Dead, there is no pressure left at all.” For once it seems that perfect Diggory was breaking as he eyebrows frowned not from incomprehension or disbelief but anger. And that, my friends, is very attractive, even though it’s not the moment to focus on that. 

“I won’t die! I know what I am doing, I’m not stupid! I know-” I stopped him putting my hand on his mouth.

“Diggory you must breathe before getting angry. This is not something you can do by yourself only. These three tasks are dangerous and if Dumbledore insisted on that part it means that they are, indeed, dangerous. And what I understand from this kind of danger is that it’s deadly.” 

“It won’t be.” 

“I think that you don’t know about that. I’m quite sure of it, it will. I can’t say much more about that, but I wouldn’t be that worried if it was something that could be done as a team.”

“No, you can’t do that either, if you put your name with someone else’s name it means that you’re disqualified.”

Do you know how hard it is not to smile and scream from excitement when the piece of information that was missing is offered to you on a silver platter? Because I don’t know how I was still able to control myself and not to laugh at his face. I wanted to hug him for how helpful he was without even knowing it. 

“Yo that’s… a shame, really.” 

I felt his discomfort in this conversation and decided to cut it short. I had better things to do. For both of us.

“I have to go by the way, hm… Let’s say, that we’ll see each other after the name’s announcement. Whether it will be to celebrate or grieve.”

He smiled. “I don’t think we will react the same to news.”

“No, we won’t.” 

Few hours passed before I was in the corridors, at night, lost. Completely, okay, in my defence I don’t understand this castle. The stairs are moving and you have to think about balance and the place you want to go. That’s not easy to do both at the same time. And then, the corridors, you have to be careful of not getting noticed by the professors. I wouldn’t mind having the Marauder’s Map. I didn’t think of asking about it because we have to be careful not betraying our knowledge about the future. And who am I to know about this map? Except being the best friend of George’s future girlfriend? 

In front of the Goblet, I felt quite uneasy. There was so many names in it and so many lives put in danger for what seems to be futile. I cannot explain how angry it made me, to know that there were people who couldn’t be saved. I cannot explain how angry I was to save Cedric’s life and condemned another one to die. But I didn’t know that for sure. 

And what needs to be done, needs to be done. 

So I did. I went in front of the Goblet and wrote my last name next to Cedric’s and put it in the Goblet. I didn’t think it would react that way. I should think before doing things. I’m not much better than Cedric on this one. There was a terrible shaking coming from inside the Goblet and in the air, a dashboard with my name and Cedric’s being written and crossed, in red. I guessed that my plan was taking a turn that would put me in a terrible position. 

The next morning I spent hours thinking about whether I should say to Cedric what I did or wait like the coward I was for Dumbledore to reveal his disqualification. Mine was not very important for this tournament was absolutely nothing to me. Nothing. 

Time was passing very slowly, as if the torture should continue. The price to pay is nothing, but it will not be just it. Tomorrow, I would taste the most disagreeable feelings that I could imagine. Cedric’s smile and certitude seem to bragged at me like I was destroying his trust - that I didn’t earn yet - and his future. This would be what everyone will think, but I will make him avoid his death. I didn’t know what would await him from now but this was how it should be anyway. 

I don’t want to say I’m regretting my choices. But the fear which was growing in me was destructive. And maybe it was not fear but… culpability. 

 I didn’t follow anyone and wasn’t paying more attention to class. The only thing I could focus on was the little voice inside my head trying to find solutions while I was not even able to move a finger. My breath was very short and I was frantic. I looked everywhere around me and it seemed like everyone knew already. 

That’s when I realized I didn’t know anything except the future. I was not even in the present that I was already trying to compromise the future. Maybe Dana was right and changing the future was anything but a bad move. I didn’t take time to make acquaintance with anyone. I didn’t even take time to know Cedric. I didn’t appreciate my surroundings, the castle was full of beautiful places that I only glanced at in a hurry. There was nothing that could be done and time was a valuable thing that couldn’t be brought back. I winced at these thoughts and took my head between my hands. The few hours that were left before the dinner should be used to make up for these regrets but I couldn’t move. I felt someone sitting next to myself and I couldn’t find the strength to look at him. Because I already knew it was him and how could I looked at him in the eyes and pretend I didn’t do anything? How could I do that when I know that tomorrow my mistakes will be exposed to everyone? 

“Are you okay? I tried to come talk to you today but you avoided everyone. Is everything fine?” 

I winced a second time. 

“I’m fine.”

He laughed a little before getting back to his senses. 

“Usually, when you’re fine you’re using your time to lecture myself about how stupidly dangerous I am. I must admit this is the first time I encounter this type of reproaches.” 

“Did you change your mind?” 

“Not at all. I just want to make sure you’re okay before heading to my dorm. And to reassure you about how determinate I am to enjoy this adventure whether it is meant to be or not. I would gladly participate but I will also enjoy being a spectator. If the last option is what happen, I would be happy to go with you.” He smiled at me, and I could swear on my own life that it was the most sincere and beautiful smile I have ever seen. I looked at him and didn’t know what I was feeling anymore. 

While looking at him I could surrender myself to whatever fate was awaiting me, if it meant that he could live. I was at fault, but was it that bad to save a life? Wouldn’t I be able to explain myself later? 

“I don’t think you will but maybe we could spend some time together before going to dinner? You will have plenty of time to appreciate your dorm, even though I doubt it being better that my dorm.” 

“Slytherins, when will you stop being so proud?”

“I guess it’s in our nature.”

The hours were spent walking around the castle, admitting to him that I had never visited the castle alone. He laughed at me, in his own kind way, before making me a personal visit. And the more the minutes passed, the more the regrets were aching my pounding heart. I tried to convince myself that I did what was best. 

“We shouldn’t be late for dinner tonight Laisa, I heard that Dumbledore will announce the name of the participants tonight. I don’t know what happened but my curiosity is awake.”

And all of the good memories that I was trying to make to bear with my mischievous actions disappeared in seconds. Cedric must have noticed it because he looked worried and got closer to my face. 

“Are you okay? I can take you to the infirmary if you need it. I don’t mind being late after all.”

“I’m…” My voice was shaking and I had to take a deep breath to speak again. “I think you should go, I will follow you okay? I need to breathe one second. Not from you, but I feel like…”

No time to explain myself, that his hand took mine and he took me to the dining room and I could already feel all the looks on me. They must already know, Dumbledore’s look is very harsh - I can sense it. 

“Okay, keep your fingers crossed for me!”

His smile was so bright and while he started to get away I was only able to whisper to him how sorry I was before heading to my place. I was looking at my feet while everyone was waiting for Dumbledore to start his speech. The only thing I could hear was my beating heart which was trying to get out of my chest. My throat was so tight that I couldn’t even swallow anything. I lost track of time but I could hear the impatience of my comrades intensify as Dumbledore was asking - then screaming - for complete silence. How horrendous I felt, my thoughts were going so fast I couldn’t follow them all. I could hear myself insulting myself for what I did. I was a bad person, a traitor, mean, horrible, hopeless and I disregarded the feeling of the only person that was concerned. 

“… I must admit that this is not how I imagined starting the annunciation of the participants for the Triwizard Tournament… It is not the first time it happened, but the second, and I am very disappointed to say that there was an attempt of treachery.”

I could hear the dramatic breathtaking gasps of the classmates. I rolled my eyes. No need to add on the drama that was taking place. 

“Yesterday night, there was a paper with two names written on it. Which makes two disqualified people that are out of this Tournament before the selection. Cedric Diggory and Laisa Scamander. I want you to come to my office after dinner to explain yourselves. The punishment for disregarding the rules will be decided upon the explanations you will be able to give.”

I couldn’t even manage to look up at Cedric for I could feel all the gazes at me. But his gaze was piercing through my heart. The selection was done and Potter’s name was called. It was enough to distract others from my person. But not all of them. I decided to leave the place to join Dumbledore’s office entrance. I sat there for long minutes before I heard footsteps coming my way. Cedric’s face was red with anger and I have never seen him like that. I must admit that I had never imagined him this way. And this time… it was not sexy but very impressive.  

“So this is why you acted weird all day right? Was it fun to destroy the dream I have? Why did you do that? And do not pretend it was for my safety! You’re just like the others, you were not ambitious enough to let people do it and you took your revenge on me! That is so filthy and so low, even for someone like you.”

All his speech about how bad I was, I completely dozed off as I was so tired of this day which was long enough already. I knew he would say all this stuff. We didn’t really  know each other and I couldn’t say the truth. He would think of me as a crazy girl. I would rather be the bad one.  

“I will explain myself to Dumbledore. Only to him.”

His frustration seemed to reach its maximal level as he looked at me with disgust. 

“You’re a manipulative person, pretending to care to ruin the person. Not important enough to make your own choices.”

“I still don’t give a damn about this tournament Cedric and-”

I was stopped by Dumbledore’s look as he activates the entrance of his office. I must admit I would have been very happy to witness this beautiful entrance if it was under other circumstances. Both of us followed the headmaster silently. I was looking at my feet while Cedric was looking ahead. 

“Would you explain to me how this happened? Who wrote the paper with the two names on it? And why?”

Cedric stayed silent, but not me. I wanted to hide under my sheets as soon as possible. 

“I did. I was scared for his safety so I decided to put him out of qualification to be sure he would be safe and sound. I can say more things, but not in front of him.”

“I don’t really knew you miss… Scavander. But for a Slytherin you seem more than willing to prove yourself tonight. Why didn’t you come sooner before breaking the rules that are established for so long that it can be remembered?”

I winced. “I didn’t think of that. It may be the pride of doing something by myself for once.” At least I knew well about the Slytherins and I might be able to use that for my advantage.

Cedric stayed silence the whole meeting. He was excused after some time. At least, he wouldn’t have any punishment. It was a miserable way or repaying for my action, but for now I couldn’t do more. Once he was gone, I got closer to Dumbledore and explained to him the whole situation. How I knew about Potter and for what would happen next. He seemed reluctant to hear for my explanations but he asked for it. He called for Mrs Trewlaney and she arrived very quickly. I had to explain myself all over again and I couldn’t prevent myself from thinking how cute and kind she looked while hearing my stories very quietly. She seemed rather excited in the end and she asked me to sit and think about all I said. She only touched my arms for a few seconds before gasping and talking very quickly. Even Dumbledore couldn’t comprehend everything she said, but the look in his eyes made me realized that he started to believe everything I said. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell anything sooner but I don’t know what the consequences of all this could be. If I tell you and we change things, what can happen?”

“My dear student, changing the future is not a good thing at all I must say. It will be devastating. It must not be done.” 

“But we absolutely can’t let Cedric participate at this Tournament! Knowing the ending would be the same as killing him, I can’t let that happen! Not everything must be done around Potter! I don’t say that because I’m a Slytherin and Draco Malfoy always despise Potter’s presence. I’m just saying that Cedric doesn’t deserve to die. He’s very kind, there must something we can do to save his life without impacting the future too much.”

Mrs Trewlaney’s voice took over, very slowly. “I think that Cedric’s life would be impacted by such a change of plan. Won’t you mind taking care of him knowing that the future won’t be a walk in the park?”

“I won’t!” 

I must say that this answer left my mouth before I could even proceed all the pieces of information that I had gathered these last few minutes. 

“I almost risked everything to make sure he won’t be able to take part in this tournament. I won’t mind having to look after him even though I doubt he will let me do that.”

Dumbledore didn’t say anything during the whole time, but I was ready to face him if he was thinking about letting Cedric having his heroic moment later on. He wouldn’t let Potter do that if he was aware he would die. 

“We cannot change the future. But as miss Scamander said it, we cannot let Cedric participate in this tournament. I must discuss it with the other professors. As for now, I won’t tell anyone what you said to me. Mrs Trewlaney will do the same. But for this to stay a secret, I need to put a punishment in place. Therefore, I want you to listen to me carefully. I will take 200 points from Slytherin. And you will have to undergo the Sorting Hat again. I do not think you fit in Slytherin, there must have been a mistake. For now, you can dismiss.”

I left the office completely defeated. Two. Hundred. Points. That will be the death of me.  

I had to go back to the common room where dinner was done but most of the students were still there. At Dumbledore’s announcement of the Slytherin’s loss of 200 points, Draco Malfoy almost passed out from his anger, but only after screaming “My father will hear about this” about two hundred times. I thought it would be harder than that but most of the students were mostly interested in going back to their dorms. I looked at the Hufflepuff’s table but couldn’t find Cedric who must have been wandering around the castle as his Prefect’s duty was not done yet. I sighed and sat at a chair and let Dumbledore put the Sorting Hat on my head. I can say one thing for sure : having a thing speaking at you and judging your personality is not very agreeable. 

“I do believe that your place at Slytherin must be very convenient. It seems you’re sly enough and you do not care about breaking rules as long as you get your own way. But the reasons of doing so are benevolent. Too benevolent as you are ready to sacrifice yourself for the well-being of others… Should I put you in Gryffindors? You seem to show qualities such as bravery and strength. But you could also find your way in the Hufflepuffs…”

“Bro at this point I am everything and everyone.”

“… But quite indelicate when it comes to following the rules. Your rebellious behaviour can make you achieve great things… but it can make you become destructive if it does not follow your wishes…”

I rolled my eyes at this - way too long - speech. I just wanted to get away from here to find Cedric and apologise to him. I should be able to explain myself but as long as Dumbledore’s approval is not given to me, I won’t do such a thing. I have to find another way to make it up to him. 

“But you are also able to show remorse… This have to be a quite harsh decision… but you should be moved to Gryffindor.”

I was thinking about so many possibilities to redeem myself but hearing the name of Gryffindor made me forget about all of it. I looked angry at the hat in my head as if it could see my face. 

“I would rather die a Hufflepuff than being a Gryffindor!” As I bursted it all out, I’ve noticed many pairs of eyes looking at me. “No offense to the Hufflepuffs…”

“Hufflepuff it will be.”

I let out a cry of relief as I didn’t hear Gryffindor but realised my fate as Dumbledore took the hat off my head, much to his satisfaction. My eyes were wide opened as I tried to explain to him that it was so unnecessary to change me from the Slytherins as I did what was best. But the look on his face made me realise I shouldn’t get too comfortable in here, people were still there and I had to be discreet if I wanted our plan to go well. Cedric’s sake should come first. 

The next hour was the worst as I had to take all my things to adventure myself to the Hufflepuff dorm. I must admit that their dorm is the best, very cosy and warm, a huge contrast with the first dorm I had known. Moving my things was the easiest thing as I didn’t have much. 

“Welcome here, we’re glad to have you around… as long as you don’t cause us to lose 200 points!”

I felt quite tensed until the blond girl laughed at my face in this weirdly kind way. I let a smile makes its way across my lips before heading to the room my bed was. I left it right away, hoping to find Cedric somewhere. I thought I had my chances because he was unaware of my fate after he left Dumbledore’s office. I didn’t find him in the Hufflepuff’s room but as I was making my way out I caught sight of him and made my way towards him, very quietly so that he wouldn’t be able to avoid me. But he must have had a sixth sense because he started walking away from me before I could even say something. The only thing I could be proud of was how stubborn I was. 

“I really need to talk to you Cedric. It’s very important.”

“I have nothing to say and no will to listen to your nonsense. Dumbledore and the others must have felt compassion towards you but I am not ready to hear anything from you… yet.”

The fact that he was still able, in his fierce anger, to envisage a possibility of letting me explain myself was enough to make my heart melt at such benevolence. Was this humanly possible? In his weakness, I was able to see his strength taking over the rest. 

“I am so sorry. I thought of saving you and I ignored how it would impact you. But I did it with the best intentions I could have!”

He turned around and looked at me with feelings that were mixed between anger and disappointment. How harsh this look was knowing that he had all the rights to feel that way towards me. I had to accept that he needed space and time. As long as he wasn’t putting himself in danger, I had nothing else to do other than waiting for him to be ready to hear what I had to say. 

I left and two weeks passed before I would caught him looking at me. At first I thought he was looking at something behind or next to me. But the more it happened and the more I thought about how it could be his way to letting me know he was ready for me to make the first move. And I was craving for that, waiting was not - and still isn’t - the best thing I do. One night, I joined him before he could go to his dorm. He didn’t walk faster but didn’t talk to me either. I looked at him and caught his gaze. 

“Are you ready to listen to what I have to say?”

“I have questions before we talk about what you did to me.”

“Go ahead. I am willing to answer all the questions you can have in mind.”

“Rather being a Hufflepuff than dying a Gryffindor huh? I didn’t think you were that dramatic.” He laughed and I surprised myself thinking how I missed it. “I was very surprised with my friends when they told me that you would become part of our House. Is this the real punishment?”

“I have all the Slytherins ready to catch a spell against me at anytime for having them losing 200 points. Draco Malfoy is surely ranting about me to his father, and planing on getting rid of me as soon as he will see me wandering around all alone. I don’t really think that the Hufflepuff is a bad thing, next to all that.”

“It seems that you need protection. I guess you know better than me about danger now.” I sighed at this indirect attack. He was very clever, I couldn’t deny it, and he was also very blunt. Too bad for him, it was also my cup of tea.  

“I learned very well from you.”

“Touché.” He stopped himself to look at me. “What happened?”

“The Sorting Hat had troubles finding my real house and then I got-” 

He stopped me, shaking his head as I looked at him wondering what was his problem. 

“I was thinking more about you explaining to me why you did what you did. Other than the protection scheme.”

“I have not much more to say to be honest. It started with you being infatuated with putting your life in danger and me getting worried as the days passed. I thought about making you change your mind but you’re so stubborn it made me crazy.. I did a bad thing but I have to be honest: I don’t regret it. I feel like I saved your life and if you want to be mad at me for that, then so be it.”

“I am mad because you disregarded my wishes. I thought you were too concerned with me. We barely knew each other. We still don’t.” I winced at this fact being spoken out loud. But he was right. “But I guess I understand. I thought a lot about it and I know that you didn’t do it for your own sake. I tried thinking in reverse and if someone I liked was putting themselves in danger, I would probably risk everything in order to save them.” 

“Because when you put yourself in my position your only thought was : she must like me?”

“Is this all you remembered from all I said?”

“I don’t understand if you’re still willing to be mad at me or if you’re willing to let me learn more about you. Just so I can figure it all out.”

“What do you mean?” 

“I want to know if I made the right choice.”

He laughed and started to walk again. “You really like me do you?”

I couldn’t answer to this question. Not because I didn’t know about how I felt, but because my pride didn’t disappear the night I was made a Hufflepuff. 

#cedric diggory #cedric x reader #cedric diggory x oc #cedric diggory x reader #harry potter #hufflepuff #slytherin #cedric diggory x slytherin! reader #angst #argue #fred weasley #george weasley #draco malfoy #romance #friends #lovers #journey #triwizard cup #goblet of fire #harry potter and the goblet of fire #sortinghatchats #dumbledore being the best #daddy issues #remus lupin #funny oc

[aesthetic--mood]

Cedric Diggory Aesthetic

#cedric diggory #quidditch #golden snitch #hufflepuff #triwizard champions #triwizard cup #triwizard tournament #wizard #magic wand #magic #hufflepuff house #hogwarts #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #amos diggory #hogwarts castle #courage #heart gold #harry potter #books #harry potter books #harry potter and the goblet of fire #harry potter movies #aesthetic #harry potter aesthetic #movies #robert pattinson #tournament #captain #hufflepuff quidditch team #hp and the goblet of fire

[thewriterthatdoesntwritelol]

If you want a mix between Harry Potter and Wenclair and a Triwizard Tournament, including backstory then I have a deal-breaker for you

It's also because I've been writing it for nearly 7 months and I'm starting to write it again xx

#wenclair #wednesday addams #wednesday and enid #wednesday x enid #enid sinclair #wenclair ao3 #wednesday is soft for enid #enid emma myers #eniday #harry potter au #harry potter #triwizard cup

[eternalremorse]

It's just occurred to me that a Triwizard Tournament DLC for Hogwarts Legacy will never happen. The event was discontinued in 1792 and didn't resume until 1994.

Hogwarts Legacy is set in 1890/1891.

FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!

#hogwarts legacy #triwizard cup #triwizard tournament #hogwarts legacy dlc #yule ball #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #poppy sweeting #natsai onai #garreth weasley #imelda reyes

[weasleyfilms]

The night turned dark / g.w

summary: the night of june 24, 1995 wasn’t an easy one to handle with the death of cedric diggory. flashing forward to may 2, 1998– your feelings of loss were finally put together for george, where he understood to the fullest.

universe: harry potter

pairing: mention of fred x reader (platonic) mention of george x reader (unknown) mention of reader x cedric (siblings)

warnings: mentions of death, feeling lost. wanting to die, hopelessness.

a/n: this is my first time back on tumblr writing, especially in the harry potter fandom! <3 i’m just getting back into writing, i apologize if this is rough, or bad.

i plan to possibly make another part between y/n and fred a month or two after cedrics death

May 2, 1998.

Hogwarts School of Wizardry. The battle of Hogwarts.

I understand now. I understand the loss that was felt June 24th, 1995.

I understand you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

June 24, 1995

The Triwizard Tournament, final task.

The final task didn’t end how we all assumed it would have. Fleur and Krum were back, but Cedric and Harry were no where in sight. They should have been back by now.

Me and Freddie expected to lift Harry up in our arms by now, loud cheers.

What was taking them so long? That’s the question that has been asked for as long as forty-five minutes now. Should someone go in there? A search party?

You were in front of me, during such event. I saw you. You were faced away from me looking forward, but your body language was something that didn’t go unnoticed by me.

The knowledge of your brother not being back, it worried you.

What happened.. It happened suddenly. Cheers and applauding from all around. Harry and Cedric were back, Hogwarts was thrilled.

You were relieved for a moment, the breath you let out, showing your relief. You were close to running down those bleachers,

If I were to guess, you were about ready to prance your brother and smack him for worrying you, but pulling him in a strong hug.

That was until you heard Harry’s screams and wails. In that moment, you lost yourself.

In that moment, you froze. You knew what had happened before everyone else bothered to quiet down their roars of excitement. Or maybe you had a hunch, not wanting it to be true.

In that moment, whispering started down below. Frantic whispers. Hushed, but loud.

“Keep everybody in their seats. A boy has just been killed. The body must be moved.”

You made your way down to the scene, away from the bleacher seat you had once been in, in-front of me. Your father too made way over to the scene as he saw you move quickly. The both of you wondering what possibly could’ve happened inside of that maze.

“He's back! Voldemort's back. Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him, not there!”

It was in that moment that Harry’s wails were muffled by your screams of horror as you saw your brother’s body before you.

It was in that moment, you fell to your knees, your sobs taking away any air within your throat as you tried to gasp for air.

It was in that moment..

“That’s my son!”

“That’s my boy!”

The world turned quiet for you.

That was the moment, where everyone was crowded around your brothers body. In shock watching as you cried, watching as you held your head over Cedric’s chest just as Harry was. Clutching onto him, not wanting to ever let go.

Wishing such an event wasn’t true.

There was nothing more I wanted to do in that moment than to take you away. Take this sight away from you.

Take you away as Mad-Eye did Harry.

I didn’t know you then, but oh how i knew you didn’t need this happening to you.

I felt for you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

May 2, 1998.

Hogwarts School of Wizardry. The Battle of Hogwarts.

I understand how you felt that night Y/N.

I understand your wails, your tears, your cries. It’s how I feel right now, as I look at my twins lifeless body in front of me.

I want to die Y/N. I know you’ve felt like this too, when Cedric died. It’s taking everything in me to not leave and do such a thing right now.

You’re sat across from me, on the opposite side of his body. In silence, tears spewing down your cheeks in silence. This sucks for you too, but worse for me.. as messed up as it sounds. But we understand another.

On that fateful night of June, you lost your brother. Your best friend.

On this fateful night of May, you’ve lost Fred. Fred, who filled the gap in your heart when you were at your worst.

Fred, who was the closest thing to a brother you had. The one who you found brotherly love in for the past three years.

Fred, the one who saved your life the day you were about to give up.

On this fateful night, me. Who lost the one thing that made me, me. My other half. My best friend.

I look up to take a glance at you, a moment our eyes locking.

“You look like hell…” is all you could manage to get out from the break of your voice.

“I’ve just gotten back.” Is what I managed to choke out to you as you leaned your forehead down against Fred’s. Trying not to lose my composure, trying to hold on in this silence.

I understand you. I think I always did.

#george weasley #harry potter #fred weasley #cedric diggory #harry potter franchise #triwizard tournament #triwizard champions #triwizard cup #george wealsey x reader #fred weasly x reader #x y/n #weasley family #goblet of fire

[sihtriggyr]

I am haunted by the sound of Amos Diggory shouting “that’s my son. that’s my boy. it’s my boy.”

#harry potter and the goblet of fire #harry potter #goblet of fire #triwizard tournament #triwizard champions #triwizard cup #amos diggory #cedric diggory #Jeff Rawle #robert pattinson #daniel radcliffe

[mkmgwrites]

Goblet Of Shadows

Chapter 21

“Why don’t we share the clue with everyone?” Luna chimed in softly.

Theo picked up his envelope with distaste, standing next to Ginny and Luna.

Luna and Theo began to open their envelopes. Ginny seemed to hesitate before breaking the silver seal on hers, taking her time as she pulled out the card within.

The clues lacked the extravagance of the golden egg Harry had received after his First Task. It almost seemed lazy, given the elaborate spectacle the Dark Lord had put on for the Selection. Though to Hermione it was symbolic. Crafted purely to rile the Champions.

They all remembered the joy and awe that came with their Hogwarts letter. It was the start of a new adventure, a new world.

This was the start of the end.

#dramione fanfiction #dramione #hermione x draco #draco x hermione #ao3 fanfic #harry potter fanfiction #dramione fanfic #draco fanfiction #hermione fanfiction #voldemort wins #triwizard tournament #triwizard cup #triwizard champions

[x-authorship-x]

Ino gets Shisui in her arms after the lake task and refuses to let him go for as long as she can because even if her stupid brother doesn't say it or show it she knows he's probably been freaking out all by himself

🥹 #feelingfragile

Can you imagine the lot of them, shivering on the decking? Harry is insisting to Hermione that he thought she and Ron and the others would never come back, Hermione is like "ridiculous! Of course we would have!" But Harry isn't looking at her, he's staring straight into Shisui's eyes, fleur and her sister are bawling on each other, ino is whispering to her twin with a white-knuckled death grip on her 'brother' and Shisui looks like he's barely awake, his expression pinched with underlying terror the whole time he was under the water and there was talk about Gabrielle's fire-veela heritage nearly getting her killed underwater like that and, and Harry, harry-

Harry's still looking at Shisui and he swallows hard. There is such a wealth of fear and exhaustion and experience in those eyes, eyes so young but old that harry has only ever seen in the mirror, and-

Shisui stretches out his foot, their legs all sprawled across the pier, and hooks his ankle around Harry's.

These two boys... They get it.

(Ino files an endangerment lawsuit against the department of sports and games and wins, taking Ludo Bagman for all he's worth (not much). She also makes lifelong friends with the goblin bookies because she catches him and doesn't let him run out on those depts either)

#my EMOTIONS #torship #torship talks #sorry the ShiHarry feels JUMPED #ask #anon #shisui #harry potter #shisui harry potter #hufflepuff shisui #hp au #hp naruto #shisui nii and ino imouto #Slytherin ino #ino lovegood #ino and luna are twins #shisui is regulus's son #shisui x harry #triwizard cup #heir shisui black