Maybe it was fate having a laugh or it was all those shady characters that thought that messing my life was funny, but I just really had enough, I want to throw everything to hell.
Forth year at Hogwarts, School of Magic and Witchcraft was supposed to be pacific or as pacific as a school with moving stairs, a bipolar tree, some neglectful professors, and an "adventure" (aka almost dying) every end of the year.
Maybe I was naive at thinking this year would be peaceful, maybe I should have known when Headmaster Dumbledore said the Triwizard's Tournament would be that year there, that everything would go to hell, but I really wasn't expecting it.
Sitting between Ron and Neville with Hermione and Ginny in front, I wasn't really paying attention to what was going on beside me. Beauxbatons and Drumstrang students were in the Great Hall, sitting with Ravenclaws and Slytherins, the calmest houses of Hogwarts, or so I thought.
Tonight, the Three Champions that would represent each school were going to be selected with the Goblet of Fire. This would mark the start of the first peaceful year of my new boring life.
But then, shit hit the fan.
It was a second and my dream of a boring year went out the window with Dumbledore's "Harry Potter".
Neville even had to shook me a little to make me react, I was frozen looking at nothing, thinking about my sweet boring year going out the window.
I really didn't want to move, I could already hear the angry chatter getting a little louder as each second went. I couldn't even look at my friends for fear of losing them.
Suddenly, both of my hands were seized, I even think I was going into a panic attack, before seeing sweet Neville hazel eyes looking at me concerned.
-We are with you mate, we know you didn't do this-, said Ron and I think in that moment I started breathing again, at the very last, my two best friends were with me in this.
Neville just smiled a little and start walking towards the doors beside the professor's table.
When we finally made it to the stairs, Dumbledore told me to go to the chamber behind the professors' table giving me the little paper with my name. I think he was a little worried, I hadn't uttered a single word yet and I probably was looking at him like he was a unicorn high on cocaine.
-Come on Harry, we will fix this real soon-, said Neville tugging me towards the chamber.
I just could nod, too worried asking myself 'whose cat did I killed in my last life?', because only that could make fate so angry at me that this would happen.
Nev and Ron put themselves each one at my sides, and I'm so thankful for that, I was a breath away from falling, they were the only ones that keep me standing at that moment.
Just when we were close to the cup, something happened again, a green flicker of the cup's flame came out like an arrow directly towards my chest. It was warm, and it felt like as if I was in home.
I look at Nev and Ron, and they had the same green arrow connecting them to me.
Then, two other arrows came out of the Goblet, and they speed towards the Slytherin's table connecting to Malfoy and his friend Zabinni I believe. Now that I think about it, I never really talk nor fight with Zabinni, Malfoy yes, we almost always had a fight, the douche bag is sexy when he gets angry and almighty, but going back to Zabinni, I had never fight with him, the dude was probably the tallest one in our year, it would be suicidal with me being the shortest, even the girls were taller.
Both look at me quite surprised and relieved? Or maybe angry, I wouldn't call myself the best at reading faces and emotions. The only one I could read, was Lavender Brown's flirty faces, that she usually tried to send an oblivious Ron.
I turn to ask Headmaster Dumbledore what was happening, when The Goblet spat eight more arrows that went out the Great Hall, and I could hear a big sound as if someone just apparated inside Hogwarts, something Hermione would probably fight tooth and nails, screaming that it was impossible.
Then, the big doors open, and eight big men entered, if the green light wasn't getting more and more hotter inside me, I would have laugh at everyone looking at them as if they were Voldemort in a ballerina dress. Every step they took closer to us, the warm feeling went up a notch. Draco and Blaise start coming closer too.
When they made it just a step far from us, I couldn't stand the hot feeling in my body anymore, i let the weirdest of sounds, between a moan/scream and everything went dark.