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The next encounter the two teenagers had was at the weighing
of the wands. Cedric and Viktor Krum were talking quietly while Fleur spoke
with Madam Maxime, her headmaster, and a blonde woman. Krum glanced at Harry
when he walked into the waiting room and seemed to make up his mind about
something as he turned back and nodded at Cedric.
Mr. Bagman informed Harry of the proceedings that would take
place upstairs when the unknown woman, Rita Skeeter as he would soon be told,
came rushing over to him abandoning Fleur in the middle of a sentence.
“I wonder if I could have a little word with
Harry before we start?” she said to Bagman while looking Harry up and down.
“Certainly! That is, if Harry has no
objections?”
“Er… I’d rather no…” Harry started but the
reporter interrupted him before he could fully object.
“Lovely!” she said while grabbing his arm in a
surprisingly strong grip.
Krum nodded to Cedric again and moved to stand in the
doorway with a determined look on his face. The Durmstrang student crossed his
arms over her chest which made him, for all intents and purposes, appear
unmovable.
Rita tried to drag Harry towards the door having not noticed
the two boys’ movements, when Harry was pulled to a stand still by a hand
gripping his other arm.
“He was saying no when you interrupted him Miss
Skeeter. I don’t believe Harry wants to do an interview.”
“Really now! I’m sure he can speak for himself
Mr. Diggory and he agreed. Now come along Harry.” She tried again to drag him
away but was stopped by Viktor this time.
“As you have said Miss. Skeeter, Harry can speak
for himself. So you should let him.” Viktor’s glare just then, while enhancing
the meaning of his words, fell slightly short of Snape’s half hearted ‘shut up
now if you plan to continue your puny pathetic life’ glare. It was enough to
stop the reporter in her tracks though.
“Really now, what is this all about?!” she
demanded tightening her grip slightly on Harry’s arm.
“Miss Skeeter.” Harry finally spoke up trying
not to wince.
“What?!”
“I really don’t want to do an interview.”
This caused the reporter to splutter for a moment as she
turned a little red. Before she could word her protest Dumbledore walked in
and told them they were ready to begin upstairs. Momentarily forgotten Fleur
had watched the entire scene with a look of calculating surprise. As they
walked out of the room Cedric threw a friendly arm around Harry’s shoulders and
smiled. Viktor nodded to both of them and said gruffly but quietly to Harry as
he passed the two,
“I don’t like reporters either.”
Harry smiled softly in gratitude while keeping his surprise
in check.
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After that incident articles appeared in the Daily Prophet
and Witch Weekly about how Cedric and Viktor had rudely stolen the spotlight
off of poor Harry and about how the boy was terribly upset. There was even a
ridiculous one about Harry being stuck in an abusive love triangle with Cedric
Diggory and Viktor Krum who were fighting over him. This last one was a vast
favorite and caused both fan and hate mail to pour in for all three of them.
At one point early on Harry was sent an envelope of undiluted Bubotuber puss,
thankfully this arrived during Care of Magical Creatures and Harry had been
wearing his dragonhyde gloves to care for the Skrewts. After that none of the
three bothered to open any of it unless they knew who it was from.
Finally the articles stopped when Mr. Diggory and the
Bulgarian Quidditch team’s publicist and manager threatened to sue the papers.
Unfortunately this did not stop Rita Skeeter from writing about Harry. Cedric
began sending Harry encouraging looks every time they saw each other in the
corridors which, unfortunately, wasn’t often. Harry finally saw an opening to
talk, if only for a moment, and to warn him of the first task on the way to Herbology
one day. He told Hermione to go on ahead and hid so no one would spot him and
mistake his actions.
“Diffindo,” he whispered while pointing his wand
at Cedric’s bag.
The school bag split and his things spilled everywhere.
Cedric sighed and told his classmates to go on without him. This was exactly
what Harry had wanted. He rushed forward after the other Hufflepuffs had left.
“Oh Harry hello. My bags just split, brand new
too.”
“Cedric the first task is Dragons.”
“What? Are you sure?”
“I’ve seen them. There’s four, one for each of
us. We’ve got to get past them.”
“Why are you telling me this?” Cedric asked
after a minute.
“Well it’s fair isn’t it? The others know,
Maxime and Karkaroff saw too. We’re all on equal footing now. It’s just fair
I guess.” Harry babbled thinking quickly as Cedric stood up and stepped as
close to Harry as he had in the classroom earlier that year.
“Is that your only reason?”
“I… well that is to say…”
“Potter! Come with me!” Professor Moody said
interrupting loudly causing Cedric to swear under his breath as he stepped
back.
“Off to class with you Diggory. Potter follow me.”
“Sir I’m supposed to be in Herbology.”
“I’ll give you a pass now come along.”
Harry followed Moody into a nearby empty classroom.
“That was a very decent thing you just did
Potter,” Moody said quietly.
Something about this man bothered Harry, though he could never
figure out what exactly. Moody continued the conversation and led Harry to the
conclusion of how he could get past his dragon by flying. This didn’t sit well
with him as Moody didn’t seem the type to give advice in this manner and lead
him to an answer. He wasn’t going to ignore the idea of flying but he would
definitely keep his eyes on Moody.
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The Yule Ball that took place after the first task was
particularly annoying to Harry, especially when he found out that Cho Chang was
going with Cedric. However things began to look up again when Cedric, Viktor,
and Fleur came to him halfway through the night and asked him to come for a
walk. If anyone thought it odd to see the four Champions leave together nobody
said a thing. When they were far enough away from prying ears Viktor
transfigured a boulder into a table and some stones into chairs. Fleur added
candles for light, Harry added a jar of fire for warmth (a spell he’d learned
from Hermione in their first year), and Cedric tossed up a silencing spell.
“Well then, here we are.” Cedric broke the
silence first after they’d all sat down.
“So, what is it exactly that we’re here for?”
Harry asked uncomfortably as he seemed to be the only one unsure on the reason
for this meeting.
“Well I’ve been talking to Viktor and Fleur for
a while and we’ve all come to the conclusion that you didn’t have anyone enter
you in the tournament.” Cedric explained.
“Ve are here to try to think of who did it.”
Viktor added.
“Oui. We do not think you want zis. Who would
try to kill you ‘arry?”
“I don’t know, not this time at least.”
“People ‘ave tried to kill you before zis? Ozer
zan when you were a baby I mean?”
“First, Second, and Third year. First year was Voldemort
sharing a body with our Defense teacher Quirrell. Second year was the memory
of Voldemort trapped in a diary from when he was 16 and last year was Dementors.”
Harry explained averting his eyes.
All three of the others had flinched at the Dark Lord’s name
and Harry closed his eyes in frustration.
“Well ve won’t help you with ze tasks but ve vill
help if someone tries to hurt you.” Fleur said with a look of strong
determination on her face.
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From that day on if the Champions weren’t working on their
tasks separately or attending classes then they were hanging around together
trying to figure out who the wannabe killer was, getting to know each other, and
playing Quidditch. Fleur had amazed all three with her natural skill as a
chaser and beater. When they wanted to play seriously they created a team and
played against anyone who wanted to try. Cedric was just as good of a keeper
as he was a seeker; Viktor enjoyed playing beater and brought a friend from his
year who had also come for the tournament to play as the other beater, while Fleur
and two of her friends from Beauxbatons played as chasers. This seemed to
amuse all of the teachers, except Snape and Karkaroff, especially when they
would switch positions and horse around. The Slytherin and Ravenclaw teams
actually took them on at one point and lost badly. To Harry the best part of
all this was that he and Cedric were becoming closer. The problem was that
they kept getting interrupted just as they were about to say something about it
or kiss. The last time had been when they were changing from Quidditch and
Harry was seriously contemplating pouncing when Ron had come in saying that
Hermione had found something that he had to come see immediately. Harry had
twitched, finished dressing and walked out with Ron who had been having a
glaring match with Cedric.
“Nasty bloke that one. Don’t know why you’re
palling around with him so much lately Harry. I mean you’re rivals in the
tournament and all.” Ron said when they were nearly at the library. Harry
sighed softly in annoyance.
“I like Cedric Ron. He’s a great guy. Besides
the whole reason for this game is to meet new people and make friends. Didn’t
you listen to Hermione at all when she gave you that speech?”
“What’s gotten into you Harry? Why are you
defending those creeps? You haven’t forgotten what Diggory did to you last
year in the Quidditch match have you?”
“You mean how he tried his best, got the snitch,
then tried to call the game off when he found out what happened to me? No I
haven’t forgotten. Look Ron, Cedric, Fleur, Viktor and I are friends. Just
like you, Hermione, and I are friends. Speaking of Hermione where is she and
what’s she found?” Harry tried to change the subject as they topped the stairs
and were about to enter the library.
“Erm. Right. About that, I was just making an
excuse to get you out of there.” Ron said awkwardly.
Harry just looked at him incredulously and shook his head
before walking through the doors. Viktor and Hermione were sitting together
looking over a book together. Ron started spluttering and Harry dragged him
over to a different table to work on their homework so as not to disturb the two.
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Time seemed to fly by after that and Harry found his way
through the second task with a little help from Cedric and Dobby; and before he
knew it the time for the final task had arrived.
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Ok people I really really need a beta, and I really really
need you to vote on the pairing. The next chapter will send them to the past
and I’m going to need the pairing result shortly after that. If you want him
to be with Cedric, let me know. I wasn’t planning on that pair staying
together but it all depends on the votes so let me know!
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