The Climb Beyond Wickedness

by Annabeth Marie

Rated M just to be safe. Trix Lestrange escapes her Aunt and Uncle's to go to Hogwarts. She's finally free to live a life.

2. Chapter 2

The Climb Beyond Wickedness 4th Year

Time flies by fast, right? Things are amazing. I'm still living with the Tonks'. It's wonderful here. Aunt Andromeda keeps talking about my cousin, Nymphadora, it gets annoying after a while. My Uncle is nice too. They treat me much better then the Malfoys' ever had. Nymphadora visited once or twice too. She's awesome. She also prefers to be called Tonks, and she's a metamorphmagus too. Though she has control of it. My eyes and nails mostly change colors depending on my mood. I've been writing to Harry, Ron, Hermione, George, and Fred all summer. Speaking of that, there is an owl at the window. I open it up, and take the letters from the owl. "Thanks." I say, before opening it:

Trixy-My Dad got tickets for the Quidditch World Cup. Do you want to come? Fred will be there. I know you'll say yes. You wouldn't miss a chance to see Fred. Harry and Hermione too. We'll come and get you five o'clock Sunday. Better make that five thirty, we're picking Harry up first. Oh, and send your reply with Pig.

See you soon-

Ron

He's right, if it involves Fred, I am so in. I put on a red shirt, and gray sweatpants before running downstairs. I also stop to tell Pig that I'll be right back. "Aunt 'Dromeda!" I exclaim excitedly, once I get into the kitchen. I hand her Ron's letter. "Can I go?" I ask her, practically bouncing up and down from excitement. "Ted, the Weasley's are inviting her to the Quidditch World Cup, what do you say?" She asks my Uncle. "As long as they take good care of her, and keep that boy away from her, I'm fine with it." He says. I giggle. I told them all about this year, of course at first they freaked, about all the Sirius stuff. Once I explained that he's innocent, and how I know, they calmed down. "All right, pack your things." My Aunt says. I hug her, and walk into the living room to grab some parchment, and go upstairs. I dip my quill in ink and start writing.

Ron,

It's so wonderful to hear from you. It was starting to get boring. Okay, my Aunt and Uncle are totally fine with it. See you Monday.

Can't wait to see you,

Trixy

I open up the next letter.

Trixy,

I'm pretty sure you don't like Quidditch that much, after Harry falling off his broom, but I'm excited to see you anyway. I really miss you, Trixy. Monday is too far away. Oh, and George says he can't wait either.

Can't wait to see you love,

Fred

Aw, my Freddie misses me. I smile, knowing that my eyes are a nice violet right now. I dip my quill in ink again.

Freddie,

Are you kidding? I love Quidditch. Just wish I could play it instead of watch it. The real reason I'm going is because I miss you Freddie. I'm excited too. Relax, sweetie. Monday will be here before you know it. Tell George to write his own letter next time. He doesn't need to interrupt our mail. Oh, and my Uncle says that he wants your parents to keep you away from me, but we both know that isn't going to happen. Is it just me or am I becoming more like you every day? I just seem more like a trouble maker lately.

I'll see you soon,

Trixy

I miss him too much sometimes. I put them in envelopes, and hand them to the owl. "Good Pig." I say, as he flies out the window. I close it. Sapphire flies toward the window, and I open it again. (Sapphire Is the Tonks' family owl.) I take the letter from her and open it.

Trixy,

I can't wait to see you all. Dad and Remus also say hello. It seems like forever since we've seen each other. Anyways, we'll have to sit together on the train. I'll miss you until then.

Love your crazy cousin,

Sienna

I laugh. Sienna is quite insane. I don't write back. This is going to be a terribly long wait. I just watch the days go by, packing a different type of clothes this year. I thought the innocent look was getting old. Monday morning, I get up take a nice long shower, brush my teeth, brush my hair, and put on a red ruched halter top, dark blue jeans, with a denim jacket, the same color as my jeans, and black boots with heels. Also, a ring that looks like a red rose. I'm so glad my hair is just natural wavy curls. My mum's looks like it was a perm. I look at my reflection, feels like something is missing. Oh, lip-gloss. How could I forget that? I put on some of my special ruby red, to go with my shirt. I smile, now it's perfect. I hear a knock on the door, I walk over and open it. "Oh, Trix, you look beautiful." My Aunt says. I smile. "Morning Aunt 'Dromeda. Thanks." I say. "I'm guessing that Fred will be here today?" She asks. I blush. "Yes, he will. So will all my old friends. Ron's family too, I just really want to make a good first impression." I reply. She hugs me. "I'm sure they'll love you no matter what." She says. "Thanks. So, breakfast?" I ask. "Breakfast." She says, and walks downstairs with me. My Uncle sees me, and smiles. "Good morning, Trix." He says. "Good morning, Uncle Ted!" I say, and kiss him on the cheek. "She's excited." My aunt says while cooking breakfast. "I see that, dear." He says. Time flies by rather quickly until my Aunt calls for me, while I'm reading a book, while lying on my bed. I put the bookmark in it, and set it on my nightstand. It's a muggle book that Hermione gave me. It's about a girl that is trapped, without the world knowing about her, for as long as she can remember. I love it. I walk downstairs, and see Ron and Harry standing next to a man that looks a lot like Ron. I run towards them, and throw my arms around Ron and Harry. They both hug me back in response. "Is this really our little Trixy?" Harry asks, I hit his arm. "I'm not little. It really is me, though. Do I really look that different?" I ask. "No, you're just a little different." Harry says. I hug my aunt, and uncle. I go upstairs, and grab my book, my trunk, and Missy in a cage, which she doesn't like, and go back downstairs. "So, how are we getting to your house, Ron?" I ask. "Floo Powder." He says. "How is a powder supposed to get us there?" I ask. He shakes his head. "I'll show you." He stands in the fireplace, picks up some powder from the pouch Mr. Weasley is holding. "The Burrow." He says, and throws the powder down, he disappears in green flames. Harry does it next, then I do it. Apparently with no problems, until I hit the ground. "Ow. You didn't tell me that was going to hurt." I say, rubbing my arm, as it was what I landed on. "It only hurts the first time, Trixy. By the way, you look great." Harry says, with a grin, while grabbing my trunk. I stick my tongue out at him, and set Missy's cage next to the couch. "You don't want to get me in trouble already, do you?" I ask, with my eyebrows raised. I can tell the look on my face says: "Agree with me, or pay the price.". "Where' s the rest of your family Ron?" I ask. "Mum! Dad!" Ron yells. The man from earlier, and a plump looking woman his age walk into the room. "Mum, Dad, this is Trix." Ron says. "Nice to meet you, dear." She says, pulling me into a hug. "Fred never stops talking about you." She says, I can feel myself blushing. "Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Weasley." I say. The man puts out his hand for me to shake, I shake it. "Nice to meet you, Trix." He says. "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Weasley." I say. "Could either of you perhaps, send me in the direction of Fred and George?" I ask. "Yes, dear. Upstairs, second door on the right. Oh, and dinner will be done shortly." Mrs. Weasley says. "Thanks" I say, before walking upstairs, and knocking on their door. A moment later, a shirtless Fred answers. "Oh, this is just not my day." I say, trying not to focus on how great he looks. "Trixy you look, uh, wow." He says, focusing on how great I look. "We both look, er, different I guess. I'll see you downstairs. You might want to get everyone else while you're at it, dinner is almost ready." I say, walking downstairs and into the room, where Harry, Ron, and a red-headed girl is. "You knew didn't you?" I ask, when I get in the doorway, running a hand through my hair. I feel so defeated right now. "Sorry Trix, but you really wanted to see him. It's not my fault you can't keep your hands off each other." Ron says. "You are so lucky I have more control of my temper this year, Ronald." I say, glaring daggers at him. "Aw, come on Trixy. Don't be mad at us. You were just so excited, we didn't want to ruin it for you." Harry says, with pleading eyes. "I hate you, Potter. I can never say no to you, it's not fair." I say, folding my arms over my chest, and leaning against the doorframe. "So, aren't you going to introduce us, Ron?" I ask, nodding in the girl's direction. "Oh, sorry. Trix, this is my sister Ginny. Ginny this is Fred's girlfriend, Trix." He says. I smile at her. "Nice to meet you." I say. "You too." She says, and goes back to talking to the boys. I just close my eyes, leaning against the wall. Hoping I can think straight again. "That couldn't possibly be our Trix, could it?" I hear someone saying from the other door. I open my eyes to see George standing there. "George!" I shriek, and run over to hug him. "It's so great to see you." I say. "Aw, it's great to see you too, Trickster." He says, I giggle. He started calling me that, because he knows I hate being called Trixy, and Trix just doesn't feel right anymore. I pull away from the hug. "How are you?" He asks. "It is wonderful to see you all again, but it really just isn't my day. How about you?" I ask. "Pretty good. I'm actually just a little hungry." He says, with a smile. "Your Mum said dinner is going to be done soon." I say, and smile. "Trixy!" Fred, says, while running toward me, then picking me up and spinning me around. I wrap my legs around him, and kiss him. It goes on for about a minute or two. "Ahem! We're still in the room, you know." Ron says. I stop kissing Fred, and roll my eyes. He sets me down. "You're such a mood killer today, Ron." I say. "Kids! Dinner is ready!" Mrs. Weasley yells. Fred starts pulling me with him, but I don't follow. "You eat. I'm not hungry." I say. "You sure?" He asks. "Yeah. I ate already." I say, and kiss him on the cheek. I sit down on the couch and read from my book until they're done eating. "Trixy, we need to go to bed early. We're leaving tomorrow. Hermione will be here in the morning." Fred says. I put my finger in my book to hold my place, and look at him. "Where am I sleeping?" I ask him. "My room." He says, with a grin. "You're kidding, right?" I ask. "Of course I am. My parents don't trust me, and they don't know you well enough to trust you." He says, and wraps his arms around my waist, and I wrap mine around his neck. "And you think us being this close will help?" I ask, with a smirk. He attempts to pout. I smile. "You don't want to be this close to me?" He asks, I giggle. "Of course I do." I say, and kiss him. He pulls away from the kiss and smiles at me. "I love you, Trixy." He says. "I love you too, Freddie." I say, and hug him quickly. "Okay, so, we better get to bed. Where am I actually sleeping?" I ask him. "Ginny's room." He says. "So not my day." I say. "What do you mean?" He asks. "I just don't think she likes me very much." I say, playing with the ring on my finger. "It's just one night. Besides, Hermione will crash the party as soon as you wake up." He says, and kisses me, just a small kiss. "Second door on the left." He says. I nod, grab Missy's cage, and walk upstairs, I knock on Ginny's door. A few moments later she opens it. "Apparently we're sleeping in your room." I say. She just rolls her eyes, and goes back to reading something. I walk in and close the door. I whip around to face her. "Look I don't know what your problem is, but I suggest you get over it." I hiss at her. She backs away. My eyes are probably blood red right now, it usually scares people. I take a deep breath, to try and calm myself. "Why do you hate me so much? What could I have possibly done in the short while I've known you, to make you act like this?" I ask her, while walking toward her. She tries to walk past me, but I grab her wrist. "Do you not like me because I'm dating your brother?" I ask her. "That's not it." She says, I take a careful glance at her. "It wouldn't have anything to do with Harry, would it?" I ask, trying not to smirk. She sits on her bed. "So what if it does?" She asks. "You like him. Okay, that's not weird at all." I say and roll my eyes. "Look, Harry's like my brother. As I've explained to Fred over and over again. I'm no competition for you, Ginny. If you just try to advance how great you look, he won't be able to keep his eyes off you." I say. "You think so?" She asks. "Oh, I know so. Out of the three of us girls, I'm the one who knows this stuff. Not that I'm a girly-girl, I just think it helps to try." I say. She smiles. "So, friends?" She asks. "Of course. I like you, Ginny. You're easier to talk to then, Hermione." I say. "Anyways, I better change into my pajamas." I say, grabbing them. "Where's the bathroom?" I ask. "It's right next door, on the left." She says. I nod, and walk out of the room, and into the bathroom. I change into my pajamas. My pajamas are a pale blue v-neck, with red and pale blue plaid pants. I walk back into Ginny's room, and put my clothes into my suitcase. I stand in front of the window. "Well, I think I'm just going to get some fresh air." I say. "You're going out the window?" She asks. "Yeah, why not? I do it all the time." I say, and open the window. I put my foot on the outside of the window-sill, and bend down a bit so I can get my head and stuff out. I get a hold on the edge of the roof, and kick off the window-sill, pulling myself onto the roof. As dangerous as it is, it's wonderful to see the view from a rooftop. I lay back, and look up at the stars. "It's so beautiful." I say quietly to myself. "It pales in comparison to you." Fred says. I jump a little, nearly sliding off the roof. Fred grabs my by my arm, and helps me stand up. "Sorry, love. It's true though." He says, leaning in a kissing me. I pull away. "Why is it, that I can't stay mad at you?" I ask him. "Because you love me." He says, with a shrug. I give him a peck on the lips. "I thought we had to sleep tonight." I say, folding my arms over my chest. "Trixy. Don't start." He says, warningly. I sit down, and he sits next to me. "Whatever." I say. I kiss him, suddenly, and gently push him so he's laying down, and I'm sitting on his stomach. "I love you." He manages, to say while I'm kissing him. I get off him, and sit in front of him. He kisses me, and pulls my shirt off-

Next thing I know, the sun is shining in my eyes waking me up. I pull the blanket that's on top of me, a bit higher. Blanket? I sit up. Oh, my god. I'm still on the roof. I think for a few minutes trying to piece together what happened last night. I look to my side, when I think I've figured it out. I see Fred lying next to me, with the blanket covering his waist down. I just stare at him, and I learn that I love staring at his bare chest. After a while his eyes open. "Morning sunshine." I say. He smiles. "Speaking of sunshine, you look amazing next to it." He says. "Aw, thank you. Er, Fred, you do realize that when we go back inside, your parents are going to kill us, right?" I ask him. His eyes go wide as if everything just suddenly dawned on him. I get up and put my clothes back on. "Ginny and I just got on a good foot too. She's going to hate me for good now." I say, staring into the distance, as he gets dressed. "Don't worry about it, Trixy. Ginny won't hate you. She'll just become a bit sick at the thought. I am her brother after all." He says, giving me a kiss. "Are we going back in through the window to your room, or climbing down so we can go through the front door." I ask. "Whichever one makes us look less guilty." He says. "Front door it is." I say, and start climbing down the drain pipe. Once I'm close enough to the ground, I jump. Closely followed by Fred. We both land on our feet, but that did hurt my legs a bit. We walk around the house, and through the front door. We see Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny waiting in the living room. I walk in. "How mad are they?" I ask. Harry stands up. "Not nearly as mad as I am." He says. "What the hell possessed you to sneak out to god knows where in the middle of the night?" He asks. "What gives you the right to be mad at me? By the way, we were just on the roof. And someone-" I say, giving Ginny a pointed look. "knew that." I finish. Ginny gets up and hugs me tightly. "You could have gotten off the roof, and been anywhere, and if you were on the roof I didn't want to get you in anymore trouble. I was so worried." She says, and I can tell in her voice that she's crying. I wrap my arms around her and hug her back. "It's okay, Ginny. We're both fine, that is until your parents kill us. None of this is your fault." I say, with a smile, and wipe away her tears. "Now, Harry, we're fine. So, once that gets through your head, you can talk to me again. I want to hear what Ron, and Hermione have to say." I say. "I don't have anything to say, just a question." Ron says. "Okay…go ahead." I say with suspicion. "What were you two doing last night?" He asks. "I can't answer that, Ron. I wish I could, but I can't. At least not now." I say, biting my lip. Hermione gets up and hugs me the same way Ginny did. "I wasn't worried one bit. It's just wonderful to see you. Also, you're giving me all the dirt on last night whether you like it or not." She says. I grin. "No worries, you can all find out. Just not all at once, it's too weird." I say. Fred walks in behind me, and wraps him arms around my waist. "Where are George and Percy? I bet they can't wait to tell me off." He says. I giggle. "George is panicking in your room, and Percy is with Mum and Dad." Ginny says. "Should we start with George, or the others?" He asks me. "George, he's going to be a bit easier on us. Plus, he'll be excited for you." I say, with a grin. "You're sick, Trixy." He says, shaking his head, and leading me up the stairs. "I know I am." I reply, with a grin. We walk into his and George's room. I close the door behind us. George hugs me right away. "Thank god you're safe, Trickster." He says. "We're both fine. More than fine, actually." I say, with a smirk on my face. "What does she mean, Fred?" He asks. "Well, last night we, er, you know." Fred says. "You did?" George asks. "Yeah." Fred says, with a dreamy sigh. I hit him upside the head. "You can re-live it later, Fred." I say. "We have to go face up to the punishment. Hopefully we just get yelled at. I'm not in the mood for anything else." I say, taking his hand, and walking him down into the kitchen, because I know they'll be in there. Mrs. Weasley hugs me. "Oh, Trix. I'm so glad you're okay." She says, I try not to laugh, this being a serious matter. "Oh, I'm fine. That is until you scold both of us." I say. "Why would I scold you, dear?" She asks. "B-because, Fred and I took off in the middle of the night, and took each other's innocence." I say, bluntly. I cover my mouth. Fred wraps his arms around me protectively. "You did what?" She yells. "Mum this is all my doing." Fred says. I roll my eyes. "Would you stop trying to protect me, Fred? We're in this together." I say. "That. You. Are." Mrs. Weasley says. "Honey, why don't you calm down a bit, while I write to Trix's Aunt and Uncle." Mr. Weasley says. "You're not going to send me home, are you?" I ask him. "No, I'm not. I don't have a choice though, if your Aunt and Uncle want you to come home." He says. I sigh, and hug Fred tightly. "You're amazing, Trixy." He whispers to me. I smile. I turn towards, Mrs. Weasley. "Mrs. Weasley, I just want to apologize. For sneaking out, not for the other thing. Because I won't apologize for something that's natural, and pure. I love your son, more then you could possibly imagine. He is my everything. I can't possibly ask for more." I tell her. She hugs me. "That is the sweetest thing you could possibly say to me." She says. "You're welcome. So, shouldn't we be leaving? We don't want to be late, right?" I ask. "You're absolutely right, Trix." Mr. Weasley says. "Kids! It's time to go!" He yells. Ginny, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and George run in. Ginny and Hermione tackle me with a hug. "Yeah, yeah, I know. You eavesdroppers." I say, sticking my tongue out at them. Harry, just shakes his head. "It's too gross to think about." He and Ron say at the same time. "You won't think that when it's you." I say. "True." They say in unison, again. I know my eyes and nails are yellow, with a tint of pink. "Let's just go. Oh, er wait, Fred and I should go change." I say, looking at my nails and see that they are completely pink. Which means my eyes are too. "Hey Trixy, weren't your eyes brown a second ago?" Hermione asks me. "Yes, but now they're pink. They change colors depending on my emotions." I say. "Oh." She says. Fred and I go upstairs, but I walk into Ginny's room, and grab an outfit. A strapless gray shirt, and black jeans, with a black leather jacket. We all walk out the door, and onto a hill. There's a man there, and Cedric I think. "Sorry we're a little late Amos. A few of us, er, slept in." Mr. Weasley says. Cedric walks over to us, and Fred wraps his arm around my waist protectively. "Hello, Cedric." I say, squeezing Fred's wrist, in an attempt to tell him that he's being an idiot. He's always going to be jealous. "It's nice to see you again, Trix." He says, and eyes me up and down. "Always a pleasure to see you." I say, smiling the best fake smile I can manage. "Looks like Trixy has a crush…" Ron coos. I whip around to face him, and Harry. "If you two boneheads can stop teasing me about my life for one second, I would really appreciate it." I say, angrily. Ron backs away. "Baby, your eyes." Fred says. "I don't care. If anything, they deserve it." I say through gritted teeth. "Maybe you are more like your mother then you let on." Ron says. I shake my head, and try to blink back the newly formed tears. I start walking away, and Fred tries to grab my wrist, but I pull it away, and keep walking toward the darned old boot Mr. Diggory, and Mr. Weasley are near. Mr. Weasley goes on about what it is, and how it works. I just hold onto it, as said to and ignore the rest. After a while, everyone else touches it too, and it feels like it's lifting us up. A few minutes later we're told to let go, and I let go immediately. I hit the ground, hard, and then I push myself onto my feet. I watch Cedric, Mr. Weasley, and Mr. Diggory all glide down sort of. They land on their feet. Cedric walks close to me. Close enough I can feel his hot breath on my skin. "Sorry if I caused any trouble with you and your friends." He says. "It wasn't you that caused it. They've been at it ever since I got to see them again. And Fred has just been over supportive, and protective. Too sweet to me, and I just can't take all of it. There's also his parents, which weren't too happy about last night. I can take getting yelled at, and being overly loved, but getting teased every minute of my day on top of that. It's all just too hard. Oh, and it's worse because I don't exactly know how to handle this new stage in our relationship." I say, and Cedric listens. Once I finish, he pulls me into a hug. "It's all going to work out Trix. You just wait and see." He says, running his fingers through my hair, in a comforting way. "Thanks." I say, as I pull away. I put my arm through his. "You're a great friend, Cedric." I say and smile. "I try." He replies and shrugs. I feel someone glaring at me, but I'm guessing I know who it is. We walk towards the tent, but we drop Cedric, and Mr. Diggory off on the way. "Don't worry Trix, I'm right here if you need me, and It'll be fine. You're a very strong person Trix." He says before walking into his own tent. I run a hand through my hair. Wow. I walk the rest of the way far enough behind everyone. We walk into our own tent. I notice that there is three different bedrooms. "Mr. Weasley, uh, why is there three bedrooms?" I ask him. "Well, Molly and I just thought, you and Fred would be sharing after the events of last night." He says. My legs nearly stop working, but I force them to keep me standing. "Oh, uh, okay." I say, before walking out of the tent, and stop before I can get too close to Cedric's. What the hell am I thinking? He doesn't know about all this, and it would be utterly embarrassing to talk to him about it. But then, he's the only one I want to talk to. Ugh! I turn around and stomp my way back to our tent, angry with myself. Ginny, Hermione, and Harry all look at me, a little scared. I close my eyes, and take a deep breath, and sit next to Harry. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, earlier. I just can't take it all." I say, and pull him into a hug. "I'm sorry, Trixy." He says. I pull away. "Okay, that was, refreshing. I miss you all so much, and I've felt so distant since I came back." I say. Hermione, and Ginny tackle me with a hug at the same time again. "Aw, come on. Do you two ever give it a rest?" I ask. "We're just glad you're not as lost as you were this morning." Hermione says. "You would have been too." I reply. "Um, never mind." I say, and walk into the room of the tent that Fred and I are sharing. He's just lying on the bed there, staring at the ceiling of the tent. "Fred, about earlier-" I start, but he cuts me off. "Just shut up and get over here Trix." He says. I lay next to him on the bed, and take his hand, gently tracing the lines on his hand. I lay my head on his chest. "You have nothing to apologize for, because you've done nothing wrong, love." He says, and brings my hand up to his lips. He kisses it. I smile. "Perfect." I say. My mind flashes back to this morning, and how if everything hadn't been so hurried, I wouldn't doubt it for a minute. I kiss Fred passionately. He pulls away a bit. "What was that for?" He asks sitting up a bit. "Shut up, Fred." I say, push him down, and kiss him again. He pulls my shirt off-

We wake up from a loud bang outside. I get up, and quickly put my clothes on. I notice Fred does the same. I open my trunk, and grab a picture that Sirius sent to me. I put it in my pocket. We walk out of our room. "We've got to get out of here. Now." Mr. Weasley says. We all walk out of the tent, seeing things destroyed, and people are screaming. "Everyone get back to the portkey and stick together! Fred, George, Ginny is your responsibility. Go!" He says. And Ginny hides her face into Fred's side. "It's going to be okay, Ginny. I promise." I say, and take Fred's hand and we make a run towards the direction the portkey is. We keep running for a while until we get there. Cedric is there too. We all grab the portkey, and after a few minutes it feels like it's lifting us again. We all let go at the right time, hitting the ground. I think for a minute. "Oh my god. Harry, Ron, and Hermione. God, I hope they're okay." I say. "They'll be fine, love." Fred says, and Cedric smiles at me. We walk back to The Burrow. Mrs. Weasley is waiting for us. "Oh, Ginny!" She says, and pulls her youngest into a hug. "Mrs. Weasley, I'm going to go upstairs, if you don't mind. I'm sure Missy has missed me to pieces." I say, before walking up the stairs. I unlock Missy's cage, and she jumps into my arms. I hold her and lay on my bed, stroking her fur, before bursting into tears. I'm so worried about Harry. Missy licks my cheek. I scratch behind her ear. "Good girl." I say. After that I fall asleep. When I wake up Missy is sleeping next to my chest. Purring in her sleep, I smile, and carefully get up so I don't wake her. I change into some gray sweatpants, and a blue shirt, and walk downstairs. I walk into the kitchen, and see Harry there discussing something with Mrs. Weasley. I just stand in the doorway speechless. Harry looks up and notices me. He gets up, walks over, and hugs me. "Trixy, I'm okay." He says. "I realize that, Harry." I say, and get out of the hug. Okay, so a few days later, we're all ready to leave. We get to the Hogwarts Express, and immediately I look for Sienna. I see her in an empty compartment. "Come on, everyone." I say, and open the door. "Well, look who it is." I say, with a grin on my face. She looks up, and the same grin spreads on her face. She jumps up and hugs me. "I've missed you so much!" She says. "I know. It feels like forever." I say. "Have you read the Daily Prophet?" She asks, as we all find a seat. "I haven't. What's the interesting thing." I ask. "Well, the Dark Mark was at the Quidditch World Cup." She says. I almost drop my trunk, and Missy's cage. "Excuse me?" I say, turning on Harry. "Never mind. I don't even want to talk about it." I say. Fred puts his arm around me. "Harry, I have a really bad feeling about this year all of a sudden. I'm actually starting to feel sick." I say, clutching my stomach. I run out of the compartment, and into the bathroom. I throw up the contents of my breakfast. When I'm done, I splash some water on my face. God, I'm so scared. I think he's coming back. Voldemort, and my mother will escape, wanting to kill me when she finds out about my life. On top of that, I'm sick, emotional, and feeling totally mixed up. I stare at my reflection, and shake my head. Impossible. I walk out of the bathroom, and back into the compartment. "Trixy, are you okay?" Fred asks me. "I-I don't know." I say weakly. "What is it?" He asks, impatiently. "I don't want to talk." I say through gritted teeth. I sit next to Sienna, and she rubs my back, like family would, to comfort me. "I won't let him get you. I promise." She whispers in my ear. Sienna and I are so close, we can practically read each other's minds. I smile a little. "You are like my sister Sienna. You and Sirius, are my real family. The family I love being a part of. Which means Harry is too. We need to stick together, so that if he does, I'll die happy." I whisper into her ear, and smile. She hugs me. "What are you two whispering about over there?" Harry asks. "Your huge crush on Cho." I say, with a smirk. He blushes, and stops talking from now on. Sienna hits my arm playfully. "You're good, Trix." She says. " I learned from the best." I say, looking Fred in the eyes. He grins. The rest of the ride passes by quickly, and eventually we end up in the Great Hall. As always, I sit on Fred's lap. But this time, Sienna is right next to us. Where she belongs, in my opinion. "Baby girl, is there something you want to talk about?" Fred asks me, while playing with my hair. "I'm just a little worried about a few things." I say, trying to blink back the tears, as Dumbledore starts the speech. Fred rubs up and down my arms, with his hands. "Everything is going to be okay. Nothing will happen to you, or anyone you care about. Because I won't let anyone hurt you in any way." He whispers. "You are my everything Fred, forever and always." I whisper back to him. He kisses my cheek, knowing that it's all he can do right now. I barely listen to the speech, letting my mind wander aimlessly. He says something, about some Tournament, and it's dangerous. I yawn. Isn't everything about Hogwarts dangerous since I came here? "Dang it, can't enter unless seventeen." George says. "There must be a way around it." Fred says. I glare at him. "You wouldn't dare try. You could get yourself killed in the tournament, or just trying to get into the tournament." I hiss at both of them. "Trixy we'll be-" George starts to say. "Fine? You can't know that." I say, getting up, and walking out. I walk up the portrait of the fat lady. "Password?" She asks. "Balderdash." Sienna says from behind me. "George told me." She says. We both walk in. "That's only because he likes you." I say. "He does not." She says. "I know him better than you do, it's written all over his face. Bet you he asks you on a date" I say. "You're on." She says. We both smile, and hug each other. "It's so wonderful to see you again. I've missed you terribly." I say. "Me too. So, were you just sick because you were scared on the train?" She asks me. "I don't know, Enna. I don't know." I reply. "All I know right now, is I'm exhausted. And I want to beat the hell out of the twins." I say. She smiles. We walk up to our room, and both get into bed. I quickly fall asleep. When I wake up, the sun is shining on my face. I smile, before getting out of bed, and putting my robes on. I walk into the boys' dormitories, and into the room Fred is in. I move aside the curtains enough for me to climb on his bed. I tickle his nose. His eyes flutter open. I smile. "Good morning sunshine." I say. "What's so good about it?" He asks, before rolling over. "Wake up, or I'll have to hex you." I say. He sits up. "You happy?" He asks, in a grumpy tone. "Very." I say, and kiss him on the cheek. "Get dressed, and I'll see you at breakfast." I say, before skipping out of the room, and towards the Great Hall. Breakfast already on the tables. I have a seat next to Hermione, the only other Gryffindor that is awake. "Morning." I say. "Good Morning." She replies. I eat some eggs, and toast. Fred only walks in by the time I'm finished. I walk past him on my way out of the Great Hall. "Sorry, love. Already ate." I say. As I'm walking towards my first class, I see Cedric. I walk over to him. "Nice to see you again, Cedric. Mind walking with me?" I ask him. "No, not at all." He says, before leaving his friends to walk with me. "So, what's up?" He asks me. "Oh, nothing. Just, well, I'm not very sure if it's a possibility yet, but I think Fred and I are going to have a lot of extra trouble on our hands." I say. "As in?" He asks. "As in, I think we-oh, god kill me for saying this-I think we might be having a baby." I say. His eyes go wide. "When you were talking about the night before, I didn't think…" He says. "Neither did anyone else." I say, with a smile. "Just promise you won't say anything to anyone? I haven't told anyone but you about my suspicions." I say. "Shouldn't you tell Fred though? I mean, this is as much his problem as yours." He says. I glare at him. "It's my body, I'll tell him when I'm good and ready." I say, before walking faster towards my class. Oh, god, I feel sick. I run towards the nearest bathroom, and empty the contents of my stomach into the loo. I splash water on my face, and walk out of the bathroom. That's the second time, except I didn't have scared as a reason this time. Although, my eyes were a little dark just now. I go to classes, and end up in the common room at the end of the day. I sit between Fred and George on a couch. "How was your day, Trixy? Get sick again?" George asks. "Surprisingly, yes I did. And I haven't touched food since." I say. "Trix don't you think you should see Madam Pomfrey?" Fred asks. "Yeah, I should probably eat too, but you don't see me doing that do you?" I ask sarcastically. "Trix!" Ginny says, in utter shock. "You will too eat, if I have to shove food down your throat." She says. I try really hard not to laugh. "Gin, I'm not planning on starving myself. I just don't want to go see Madam Pomfrey about being sick." I say. "Oh. Well, I'm making you do that too, whether you like it or not." She says, I roll my eyes. "Ugh, I give up! Drag me off to St. Mungos in the morning if you have to, just let me sleep first." I say. "I was planning to let you, now get upstairs." She says, bossily. I stick my tongue out at her on my way up. I change into pajamas, and get in bed. Quickly I fall into a deep slumber. When I wake up, I nearly jump out of bed. I put my robes on, and run down the stairs. "Someone's anxious." Ginny says. "What? I'm just happy. That's all." I say, and take her by her arm. "Bye boys!" I yell on our way out. We walk all the way to the hospital wing. I explain it all to Madam Pomfrey quickly. "Well, it's probably nothing, but I could test your blood if you like." She says. Ginny looks at me with a stare that says I have to. "Okay!" I say, a little too eager, and hold out my arm. She does whatever to it, I don't know, because I didn't watch. It feels like she cut my arm though. "I'm all done." She says. "Thanks." I say, and grab Ginny by the arm, and walk her to the Great Hall. I kiss Fred's cheek. "Hey…Whoa, what's wrong with your arm?" He asks me, as he notices it. "Don't worry, just something Madam Pomfrey did. I'm fine, well, that what she thinks. She did that to check something, personally I think she's crazy." I say, and start buttering a piece of toast. I take a bite out of it. "Trix, what are you in such a hurry for?" Hermione asks me. "Just class, I like to be there early." I say, and take another bite. Once I finish, I get up, and start to walk away. "Trix, you've got to eat more then that!" Ginny calls after me. I turn around, and walk backwards for a moment, to wave dismissively at her. I head for my classes today. Moody's class is first. Doesn't sound good. Once we're all seated he starts talking. "Alastor Moody. Ex Auror. Now your new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher." He says. "I am here because Dumbledore asked me, Goodbye, The end. Any questions?" He asks. No one says anything. "When it comes to the dark arts, I believe a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?" He asks. "Three, sir." Hermione says. "And they are so named?" He asks. "Because they are unforgivable. The use of any one of them will-" She says, but doesn't finish. "Earn you a one way ticket to Azkaban. Correct. The Ministry says you are too young to see what these curses do. I say different! You need to know what you're up against! You need to be prepared. And you need to find another place to put your chewing gum besides the underside of your desk Mr. Finnigan!" He says. Go Moody! Eyes in the back of your head, that's awesome. "No way. The old codger can see out of the back of his head." Seamus says. Moody throws chalk at Seamus. "And hear across classrooms!" Moody says. I raise my hand. "Yes, Ms. Lestrange?" He asks. My eyes go wide. "Um, I just wanted to say that I thought that was incredible, sir." I say, a little quietly. I sink lower into my chair, avoiding all the eyes I can feel staring at me. "So, which curse shall we see first?" Moody asks. "Weasley!" He says. "Yes?" Ron asks. "Stand." Moody says, and Ron stands up. "Give us a curse." Moody says. "Well, my dad did tell me about one. The imperius curse. " Ron says. "Oh, yeah, you're father would know all about that. Gave the Ministry quite a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why." Moody says, and turns around. He walks over to a desk, and opens something. He pulls out some kind of creature, I have no idea what kind though. He makes it go around the class, on people's desks, or on their heads or faces. My favorite was when it was crawling on Malfoy's face. He calls on Neville next. "There's the, um, cruciatus curse." Neville says. "Correct, correct. Come, come." Moody says, leading Neville with him towards the desk where he sets the creature down. The creature starts moving around, and squealing in pain. I notice the look on Neville's face. "Stop! Can't you see it's bothering him? Stop it!" Hermione and I say simultaneously. Moody puts the creature on the book right in front of Hermione. "Perhaps you could give us the last unforgivable curse, Ms. Granger." Moody says. Hermione shakes her head. "No? Avada Kedavra!" Moody says. I cover my mouth with my hand. He shouldn't be able to do that. "The Killing Curse. Only one person is known to have survived it, and he's sitting in this room." Moody says, before standing in front of Harry and drinking out of a flask. On the way down the stairs we run into Neville, and he's staring out the window. "Neville, are you okay?" I ask him. He turns around to face me. "Why would you care? Your mother is the reason I live with my Gran." He says. He starts to walk away, I grab his arm forcefully. "You want to know why I care? I actually have a heart, Neville. Don't blame me for what my sick woman of a mother has done. I was there when she did that, too little to do anything to stop it. I wish I could have. They don't deserve that fate. My Mum does. I hope she gets it too." I say, before walking down the stairs. I walk with Sienna to where the Goblet of Fire is. Apparently everyone wants to watch, and see who puts their name in. A bunch of guys bring Cedric in the room, and push him towards it. He puts a piece of parchment in it. When he turns around, and meets my eyes, I shake my head slowly, giving him a murderous glare. Fred, and George run in with potions in their hands. I throw my bag over my shoulder. "I'll see you later, Enna. Tell those idiots they deserve what they get." I say, before walking out, and towards the hospital wing. I see Madam Pomfrey. "Thought you'd like a heads up, the Weasley twins will probably be here in a minute." I say. "What did they do now?" She asks. "Aging potion. Trying to get past the age line of the Goblet of Fire. I personally think it's stupid, but they're impossible to stop." I say, folding my arms over my chest. "By the way, dear. I tested your blood, and there's something I think you'd like to know." She says. I tighten my grip around the strap of my bag. "You're pregnant." She says. Oh my god. She's mental! I don't believe it. "Is this some kind of joke?" I ask her. "I'm afraid not." She says. I turn around and storm out angrily. On my way down, I see two fools with grey hair and beards walking towards me. It couldn't be. No way. I keep walking fast, and try to walk past them, but Fred grabs both of my arms and holds me in front of him. "What's wrong?" He asks. "I hope you learned your lesson, boys." I say, giving Fred's beard a little tug. "Cute, but you're too old for me until you get rid of that thing." I say, walking past them with a smirk on my face. I end up in the common room. The only person here is Neville. He looks up to see who came in. "Hey Longbottom." I say, dropping my bag on the couch, and sitting in front of the fire. "Trix I'm-" He starts to say. "No worries. I would have-Okay, no I wouldn't have, because Sienna, she's my best friend. No matter who her dad is. I hate my parents, they were never there for me. I wouldn't even have a good Mum, I don't know about my dad. No one ever talks about him. Neville, someday, when you decide you want to personally take out my Mum, let me know. I'll be at your side. I can't wait to watch all the Death Eaters go down." I say. "Do you think that you-know-who will come back?" He asks me. "I do, actually. I think it's going to be soon too. I'm terrified of the day. Being Bellatrix's daughter, he'll expect me to be on his side, and when he finds out that I'm not, he'll kill me. Plus, I'm dating a Weasley. Oh, screw that, I'm giving birth to a Weasley!" I say, a bit too loudly on the last sentence. "What?" I hear someone say from by the door. I turn my head to see Harry, Sienna, Fred, and George. I get up. Fred starts to turn away. "Fred don't you dare walk away. I just found out a few minutes ago, cut me some slack okay? It's not easy to deal with, so, we both need space, until we can handle it. Sienna, Harry, can we go for a walk or something? Neville do you, want to go with?" I ask. "Absolutely." Sienna says. "No thanks. I'll talk to you later Trix." Neville says, and gives me a hug. "That took guts, Neville. Looks like you're already learning to be more like me. I'm always around if you need me." I say, before walking out of the portrait hole with Sienna, and Harry. Let's skip until a week later, we run into Hermione, the three of us again. "Oh, hey guys. It's almost time to find out who the Hogwarts Champion is." She says. "Do you guys want to go with?" I ask. "I have to go. To make sure it's not Cedric, because if it is, I'm planning on giving him an early death sentence." I say. "Sure." Harry says. "Yeah, always there for you, Trixy." Sienna says. We walk to the Great Hall just in time. "Now the moment you've all been waiting for. The Champion Selection." Dumbledore says. We take our seats, as he casts what looks like a spell on the Goblet. A few seconds later the fire turns red, and a paper flies out. "The Durmstrang Champion is Viktor Krum." Dumbledore says. Everyone claps but me. I think it's all really stupid. Viktor gets up from his seat, and walks to the back of the room, and through a door. Another paper flies out. "The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour." Dumbledore says. Fleur walks through the same door. I think she'll die quickly. Another paper flies out, and I put my hand on my stomach. "The Hogwarts champion, Cedric Diggory!" Dumbledore says. Sienna puts her arm around me, as if to hug me. Tears start coming out of my eyes, but I don't let myself sob, not yet. I don't even look at him. "Excellent! We now have our three champions. But in the end, only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist this chalice of champions, this vessel of victory, The Triwizard Cup!" Dumbledore says. Someone takes the cover off the cup. Another paper flies out of the Goblet, and Dumbledore catches it. "Harry Potter." Dumbledore says. Please tell me I heard wrong. "Harry Potter? Harry Potter!" Dumbledore says loudly. Harry gets up, and walks over to Dumbledore. "No, no, no. This cannot be happening. Oh, god." I say, crying harder, and hiding my face in Sienna's neck. "It's going to be fine. I promise. I'll take care of you, no matter what happens." She whispers. "I'm sorry. I can't." I say, before walking out. I walk outside, and sit on the edge of a fountain. I hug myself, as I cry. A while later, Cedric comes out and sits next to me. "Trix I-" He starts to say. "Just don't, Cedric. Nothing anyone says is going to help. I'm pregnant, and the fact that the two people that are always there for me, are risking their lives, is just adding to it all. I just wish I could stand in front of the Whomping Willow, and let it take a good hit at my stomach. Then everything would be easy." I say. "Don't say that, Trix." He says, and wraps his arms around me, in a sort of hug. I cry on his shoulder, as he holds me. "Cedric, something bad is coming. I can feel it. And I'm not just being paranoid, I've felt this way since before I even got to Hogwarts this year." I say. "What are you some sort of psychic or something?" He asks. "No, I just have feelings like this. Last year, It turned out my feeling was right." I say. "Whatever it is, we'll get through it together." He says, and kisses my forehead. "Goodnight, Trix." He says, as he gets up. "Night Cedric." I say, and Sienna comes out here. "Trixy!" She says, and runs over to sit next to me. Cedric goes back inside. "Do you want to live with me?" She asks. "What?" I ask. "Do you want to live with Remus and I? Who better to help you with the baby?" She asks. "I guess so. But I'd rather live with Sirius, he's like a dad to me. Andromeda and Ted, are, not so much family. I need the three of you. Things are going to get bad, really bad, and it's going to take a long time to be free of it. I can feel it, Enna. This year is the start of something horrible." I say. She sighs. "I believe you, but for now. Let's go get some sleep, I'm tired." She says. I laugh. We walk back to the common room. Fred and George are sitting together. Harry and Ron aren't down here, neither is Hermione. Neville is though. I sit next to Neville. "Great day isn't it? First I find out I'm having a baby, then both of my friends decide it's a good idea to risk their lives." I say. "Sounds great. I hope everything turns out okay." He says. "Thanks." I say, and smile a little. "Can we talk?" Someone says behind me. I turn to see who it is. "Guess so." I say, before following Fred to another part of the room. "What is it?" I ask him. "I want to help you with the baby." He says. "I am not discussing this. We have months before we have to think about anything, Fred. And I already told Sienna I would stay with her, if Remus would let me." I say. "You made a decision, without talking to me about it?" He asks. "I'm not letting you destroy your life. Focus on school. The school year will be practically over by the time the baby is born. When that time comes, we can talk about all of this, okay?" I ask. "Okay." He says, and pulls me into a hug. I pull away a bit, and kiss him. "I love you. Now get to bed." I say, and wink at him, before going upstairs. I change into pajamas, and go to sleep. A lot of days pass, I don't talk to Harry much. I spend most of my time with Sienna, unless she wants to spend time with her god-brother. She's under strict orders to keep an eye on him, and not ignore him. Even though she's a little mad at him herself. I talk to Ron a lot too, we're both upset with Harry, even if for different reasons. Hermione is always with Harry. I hate feeling separated from any of them, but guess it's worth it. One night I hear whispering down in the common room. I put a robe on, and walk downstairs. I see Harry whispering to the fire. "Gone mad, have we?" I ask. Harry turns around quickly. "Don't worry Sirius, it's just Trix." He whispers. I stand there speechless. "You really are crazy. There is no way in hell that he's here." I say, quietly. Harry grabs my arm, and makes me look at the fire. Sure enough, Sirius's face is in the fire. "That's odd. Nice to see you, Sirius." I whisper. "You couldn't possibly be my little Trixy." He whispers. I smile. "Of course I can." I say. "I'll give you a moment." Harry says. Once he leaves, I feel free to say what I want to. "Sirius, would you possibly like some company wherever you are? I know it sounds crazy, but I just can't take it anymore. There's too much for me to handle. You're my real family, and I need you. Sienna is really trying to take care of me, but it's just not enough. Everything is falling apart, and I just know everything will come crashing down by the end of the year. I think-call me crazy, but I think he's coming back. You know what that means, not just for Harry. Not only have I been associating with muggle-borns, and other people that are friends with them, but I'm pregnant, with Fred's baby." I say, quietly. "Did you ever think what would happen to the baby if you were on the run with me? No, I bet you didn't. As for you-know-who, don't worry about it. We'll protect you. I think it's wonderful that you want to be with me, but it's not a good idea, Trix." He says quietly. "You're right. It's just so hard, the tournament Is dangerous. I can't lose Harry, or Cedric. And it didn't help that Moody said my last name in front of the class. It's going to be impossible to make new friends now." I whisper. "Anyways, I better go. I'll talk to you later, Sirius." I whisper, and go upstairs, get in bed, and fall back asleep. The next day, I walk around with Harry, and wait for him while he talks to Cedric. Those badges, are mean. Potter Stinks, eh? We'll see about that later. We start walking in the other direction and Malfoy starts. "My father and I have a bet." He says from up in a tree. "I don't think you're going to last ten minutes in this tournament." He says, and jumps down from the tree. "He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five." Malfoy says. "I don't give a damn what your father thinks, Malfoy." Harry says, and walks toward him. "He's vile and cruel, and you're just pathetic." Harry says. "Harry! He's not worth it, neither is his father. So shut your mouth, and let's go." I say, glaring at Malfoy. "Ooh, look, Lestrange has gotten herself knocked up." Malfoy says. "Screw you, and the rest of our family, Malfoy. You disgusting rodent." I hiss at him. "Why you little." Malfoy says and tries to pull out his wand. "Oh, no, you don't, sonny!" Someone says from behind us. Malfoy turns into a ferret. I laugh. He goes up and down in the air. Moody is doing it. "Professor Moody! What are you doing?" McGonagall asks. "Teaching." Moody says. "Is that a student?" She asks. "Technically, it's a ferret." He says. He makes the ferret go down Goyle's pants. Moody winks at us. McGonagall turns him back. "My father will hear about this." Malfoy says. "Is that a threat?" Moody asks, and he chases Malfoy off. McGonagall gives him a lecture, then gets rid of the other students. "You. Come with me." Moody says. "Me too, sir?" I ask. "No, you can stay, Lestrange." He says. "Later, Harry." I say, and run off to find Cedric. It didn't take long. Though, he's with all his friends. "Hey, you. Able to get away from your thick head friends for a while?" I ask him, glancing at his friends, with disgust. "You might want to watch who you're talking to, gorgeous." One of them says. "Why don't you go have a seat near the Whomping Willow?" I ask him, and roll my eyes. Cedric, gets up and pulls me away. "That's enough, Trix." He says. "God, the badges, Ced. How could you?" I ask him. "I asked them not to wear them. My friends did it." He says. "Really, and you expect me to believe that? Why would I?" I ask. "Because you have no reason not to." He says. "Fine, for now. I'll believe you. Try not to get yourself killed tomorrow, please." I say, and walk towards the common room. I wave at Neville before going to bed. When I get up, I put on a long sleeve blue shirt, and black jeans. I put my hair in a ponytail, and put on a white winter coat. Hm, my stomach is starting to show a bit. No wonder Malfoy said that yesterday. He's still a rodent in my opinion. I go downstairs, and follow Sienna, Fred, George, and Hermione to the first task. Ron is…still mad at Harry. I sneak up to the Champions tent with Hermione. She seeks out Harry, and I find another opening for Cedric. I make a sort of hissing noise, until I hear someone near the flap of the tent. "Cedric?" I ask. "Yes." He says. "Be-" I start to say, but instead I just move the flap out of my way and hug him. Apparently Hermione did the same thing. Rita Skeeter takes pictures of us. "Young love." She says. "How, stirring. If everything goes, unfortunately today, you four might even make the front page. "Oh, and look, one of you is pregnant." She says, in a mock sweet voice. I wrap my coat around me so she can't see my stomach. I look at her, in a way that's angry, but hurt at the same time. "You have no business here. This tent is for champions and friends." Viktor says. I smile at him. "No matter. We've got what we wanted." She says and leaves. Cedric puts his arm around my waist protectively. "Are you okay?" He asks me. "As long as you and Harry are." I say. All the headmasters, and Crouch walk in. I hold Cedric's hand, as Dumbledore speaks. "What are you doing here, Miss Granger, and Miss Lestrange?" He asks. "Sorry, we'll leave." I say, and kiss Cedric's cheek. "Good luck. You too Harry." I say, before leaving with Hermione. We find seats to watch the task. Cedric faces his dragon, with barely a scratch on him. Viktor, and Fleur face theirs, and then Harry. "Harry! Harry! Harry!" People cheer. I just keep my coat wrapped around me, watching intently. The dragon's tail hits near Harry twice, and he barely dodges them. It sends Harry sliding down another rock, and flying into the ground. It breathes fire at him, and he hides between two large rocks to dodge it. "Accio Firebolt!" Harry says, making a movement with his wand. A while later, his broom comes flying towards him. He jumps on it, and avoids the fire the dragon is breathing. He flies by the Golden egg, and would have grabbed it, if not for fire. Harry tries to fly away, but the dragon gets loose from it's chain. I squeeze Ron's arm really hard. "Ow!" He says. "It's what you deserve, Ronald." I say, turning away from him, and trying to watch Harry. He flies toward the castle, where it's hard to see him. "I can't watch this." I say, and take off for the champions tent. I sit down in a chair, holding my knees to my chest. Cedric gets away from Madam Pomfrey, and sits next to me. "Harry's having a rough time, isn't he?" He asks me. "I wanted to jump in there and help him. I just couldn't though, risking the baby, it wouldn't be right. I can't believe that Skeeter woman is going to write about you dating me. It's stupid, because we're friends, and this isn't your baby. She'll make it look that way though." I say. "I don't care about that. When my parents read it, they'll be upset, but I'm sure they'll believe the truth." He says. "What about my aunt and uncle? They don't know yet. Not to mention Fred's parents. They're going to freak. They got so mad just when we-this Is my life though. Screwed up, and no break from that. I wish I could just kill that woman. I'm not ready to tell anyone, but they're noticing. I'm not showing that much, am I?" I ask. "You would have to guess at it, but kind of. Don't worry about any of it, just relax." He says. "Fred and I haven't talked since I told him. We just don't spend time with each other anymore, at all. So much for him wanting to help." I say, and Harry comes in. "You okay, Trix?" He asks. "Peachy." I say sarcastically. Cedric hits my arm. "Okay, so, I'm not good. Watching you nearly get killed isn't my idea of entertainment, unlike Ron." I say, smiling a little from the last part. "Anyways, see you back in the common room, Harry." I say, giving Cedric another kiss on the cheek. "Later, Diggory." I say, smiling on my way back to the common room, for Harry's party. Fred and George hold him up, where he's sort of on their shoulders. "Knew you wouldn't die, Harry. Lose a leg." George says. "Or an arm." Fred says. "But pack it in all together?" George asks. "Never!" They both say. I laugh. Seamus throws him the golden egg. "Go on, Harry! What's the clue?" He asks. "Do you want me to open it?" Harry asks us all. "Yes! " We say. "Do you want me to open it?" He asks again. "YES!" We yell. He opens it, and it starts screeching loudly. Fred and George drop Harry. Everyone covers their ears but me and Harry. Harry closes the egg. "What the bloody hell was that?" Ron asks, from the doorway. Fred and George make everyone disappear, but I pull them both away from those two. About a month later in the Great Hall, the Patil twins say hello to Harry. And Harry spits out his juice when Cho looks at him. I hold onto Sienna's hand in an attempt not to laugh. Hermione reads us what Rita Skeeter wrote in the Daily Prophet about us. "She's mental, Hermione. Besides, it's just gossip. Anyone who believes it would have to be stupid." I say. "Until your aunt and uncle send you a letter about it." Ron says. "Bite me." I say, and take a bite of some pancakes. "Parcel for you, Weasley." A little boy with red hair says, handing Ron a box. "You too, Lestrange." The boy says, handing me a box about the same size. "Let me guess, a box full of howlers from your Mum." I say, laughing a little. He opens it, and pulls out, what looks like a dress. "Mum sent me a dress." Ron says, holding it up against him. "Well it does match your eyes. Is there a bonnet? Aha." Harry says, pulling something else out of the box. I giggle a little. "Nose down, Harry. Ginny, these must be for you." Ron says. "I'm not wearing that. It's ghastly." Ginny says. Hermione laughs. "What are you on about?" Ron asks. "They're not for Ginny. They're for you." Hermione says. Fred and George laugh. So do I. "Dress robes." Hermione says. "Dress robes? For what?" Ron asks. "Who cares, Ron. You probably won't even have to wear it." I say. "Okay, smart one. Open your box." He says. "Nice try, but whatever is In here, is my business. You should have thought about that before opening yours." I say, before getting up and dropping it off in the common room before the first class of today. "The Yule Ball has been a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, since it's inception." McGonagall says. "On Christmas Eve night, we and our guests gather in the Great Hall, for a night of well mannered frivolity." She says. "As representatives of the host school, I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward. And I mean this literally because, the Yule Ball is first and foremost, a dance." She says. What? How does she expect that to work? Everyone starts talking among themselves. "Silence!" McGonagall says. "The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizard world for nearly ten centuries. I will not have you, in the course of a single evening, besmirching that name, by behaving like a babbling, bumbling, band of baboons." She says. "Try saying that five times fast, huh?" Fred whispers to George, across the room. "Now the dance is to let the body breathe. Inside every girl a secret swan slumbers longing to burst forth and take flight." She says. I cover my mouth in an attempt not to laugh. "Inside every boy, a lordly lion prepared to prance." She says. Okay, that was it. A guy prancing? I let out a giggle. "Is something funny, Miss Lestrange?" She asks me. "No Professor." I say, in a totally serious look. "Mr. Weasley." She says. "Yes?" He asks. "Will you join me, please?" She asks. Ron gets up, and follows her to the middle of the room. "Now, place your right hand on my waist." She says. "Where?" Ron asks his eyes wide. It's going to take a huge effort not to roll on the floor laughing. "My waist." She says. He puts his hand on her waist. "And extend your arm. Mr. Filch if you please." She says. Filch makes a record play. Oh, god. Classical. "One, two, three. One, two, three." McGonagall says, leading Ron in a dance. Now I just feel sorry for him. "Everybody come together. Boys, on your feet." She says. I stay in my chair. Out of the boys Neville gets up first. Anyways, we can skip past this. In a week or so, I walk with Harry and Ron. "Why do they have to travel in packs? And how are you supposed to get one on their own to ask them?" Harry asks. "Blimey Harry. You've slayed dragons. If you can't get a date, who can?" Ron asks. "I think I'd take the dragon right now." Harry says. I just walk with them, enjoying their conversation, because I know the solution to it. They smile at some Beauxbaton girls. I laugh. "I would help you, because I am a girl, and I know how their minds work. But I'm not going to, I want to watch you a while longer." I say. A week later the five of us, Sienna, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and I sit bit the lake. Viktor walks by exercising with a bunch of girls following him. He looks at Hermione for a moment, but she looks down at her book. Then, when we're in Potions the a few days later, they start talking again. "This is mad. At this rate, we'll be the only ones in our year without dates." Ron says, and Snape pushes his head down. "Well, us and Neville." Ron whispers. "Yeah, but then again, he can take himself." Harry says. I glare at both of them. "It might interest you to know, that Neville's already got someone." Hermione whispers. "Well, there goes my backup date." I whisper with a smirk. "What do you mean? You're dating my brother." Ron whispers. "So? He's not acting like it, is he?" I ask in a whisper, before getting back to my work. "Now I'm really depressed." Ron says. Fred slips a paper over to Ron. It says 'Get a move on, or all the good ones will be gone.' I look at him for a second. "Who are you going with, then?" Ron asks him in a whisper. "I think that's obvious." Fred whispers to him, while looking at me. "Really? Because I don't recall an invitation. Sorry Professor I'm almost finished." I say, knowing that he heard me. "Oi, Hermione. You're a girl." Ron says. "Very well spotted." Hermione says. "Come with one of us?" Ron asks her. Snape hits him in the head with a book. Then Harry. "Come on. It's one thing for a bloke to show up alone. For a girl it's just sad." Ron whispers. "I won't be going alone because believe it or not, somebody's already asked me!" Hermione whispers. Hermione and I grab our bags, and turn in our journals, before leaving the classroom. "And I said yes!" Hermione whispers as we walk by them. I go to all my classes that day. The night before Christmas Eve, I sit with Harry in the common room, until Ron shows up, with a bunch of people helping him in. "It's okay, Ron. It's all right. It doesn't matter." Ginny says. "What happened to you?" Harry asks. I just watch barely, as a work on my homework. "He just asked Fleur Delacor out." Ginny says. "What?" Hermione asks, walking over with Harry. "What did she say?" Harry asks. "No, of course." Hermione says. Ron shakes his head, and makes a noise. "She said yes?" Hermione asks, covering her mouth. "Don't be silly." Ron says. "There she was, walking by. You know how I like it when they walk. I couldn't help it. It just sort of slipped out." Ron says. "Actually he sort of screamed at her. It was a bit frightening." Ginny says. "And what did you do then?" Harry asks. "What else? I ran for it. I'm not cut out for this ,Harry. I don't know what got into me." Ron says. The Patil sisters walk by and say hello to Harry again. Harry walks after them. "Trix, don't you think you're being insensitive?" Hermione asks me. "He's the one who said it was sad for a girl to go alone. Therefore I won't be going, and it's all because of him, and his brother who can't make out a proper invitation." I say, and grab my things before walking up to my room. "Got a date, Sienna?" I ask her. "No. Everyone hates me." She says. "Fred just assumed I would go with him." I say. "Boys." She says, and shakes her head. "We can go as friends." I say to her. "I don't really want to go." She says. "Oh, well. Goodnight." I say, and get on my bed, and keep working on my homework. "Good night." She says, and turns off her lamp. A few hours later, I hear something crash downstairs. Sienna sits up in her bed. "What was that?" She asks. "Let's go find out." I say, throwing a robe on, before walking to the top of the stairs, I see Fred and George in the common room, holding flowers. "Sienna, get out here!" I whisper into the hallway. She walks out, and sees them. I lean on the railing. "Did you want something boys?" I ask. "Will you please come down here?" Fred asks. I look at Sienna and we both grin with the same thought. "I don't think so." I say. Fred rolls his eyes. "Will you please go to the ball with me, Trix?" He asks. I look at Sienna, and her face clearly says he did it right this time. "Yes." I say, and smile. George keeps staring at his feet. "What is It, George?" Sienna asks. I work my way slowly down the stairs. George looks up at her. "If you don't have anybody to go with, would you like to go to the ball with me?" He asks her. She blushes. I get all the way down the stairs, and hug Fred. "Yes." She says. I kiss Fred. "Flowers smell wonderful." I whisper to him. "They're all yours, love." He whispers back. He kisses me. "I love you." I say. "I love you too." He says. I take the flowers. "Goodnight." I say, and grab the flowers from George too, before going up the stairs and handing them to Sienna. "Goodnight." She says to George, and we go back to our room. "That was so awesome." She says. "You've got to know how to play the game, Sienna. It's really fun when you have a guy under your control." I say. "It looks like it. Okay, back to sleep, the ball is tomorrow." She says. I set the flowers on my nightstand, and open the box my aunt sent me. I pull out a beautiful strapless white dress, with lace trim. I nearly cry, it's beautiful. There is a letter. I open it.

Trix,

Your Uncle and I saw what Rita Skeeter wrote. We saw the picture too. Why didn't you tell us? And who is the father? Don't worry, we're not mad, just upset that you didn't want to tell us. Anyways, enjoy the ball, and Dora picked out your dress. She knew you would love it. Write to all of us soon, please.

Andromeda

I put the letter back in the envelope, and put it and the dress back in the box, before falling asleep. When I get up, Sienna is already awake, and reading something. "Morning. So, let's get ready." I say. I get out of bed, and work on my homework until and hour before the ball. I sit in front of a mirror. I grab my hair straightener, and work on my hair with it. Once all of my hair is straight, I put on white eye shadow, black eyeliner, black mascara, and really light pink lipstick. "What do you think?" I ask Sienna. "You look amazing." She says. "Okay, now lets do something with your hair, and make-up." I say, and lead her to the chair that's in front of the mirror. "What color is your dress?" I ask her. "Sky blue, sort of." She says. I nod. I put powder blue eye shadow on her, brown eyeliner, black mascara, and a natural pink lipstick. I grab a hair curler, and curl her hair, then I take it, and put it In a bun, letting a few strands of hair escape, making her look amazing. "You look amazing. Especially because your brown streaks make it easier to look this great." I say. She smiles, at her reflection. We get in our dresses, and each get a pair of white high heels. Her dress is sky blue, with the chest shaped kind of like the top of a heart, and a tiny white line in the middle of the chest. That's why the white shoes. Also, it's open in the front, all the way to her mid-thigh. "That's a great dress." I say. "You too." She says, and grabs a camera to take a picture of me. I smile, and take her picture. "Sending them to Sirius, right?" I ask. "Totally." She says, we laugh, as we walk down the stairs. Fred, and George, waiting for us. They get up once they see us. "You look amazing." They say simultaneously. "Thanks." We say at the same time, and smile. "We better separate you two, it's odd how you can do that." Fred says, taking my arm, and walking me out. "So, the baby…" He says. "People have been able to tell, for two months. And Rita Skeeter put my picture in the Daily Prophet a while ago. Except she said the baby was Cedric's. I'm surprised your Mum hasn't sent me a howler to yell at me for cheating on you or something." I say. "She thinks it's Cedric's? Why?" He asks me. "Because I was wishing him good luck, and she assumed I was his girlfriend. I don't really care what people think." I say. "Oh, okay. So, yeah, I'm surprised she hasn't sent me a letter about it either." He says. "That just means, she's waiting to take it out on both of us in person. I got a letter from my aunt, though. She's only upset because I didn't tell her. I just wanted to tell them in person. So…It's pretty obvious now, isn't it?" I ask him, looking at my stomach. "How far along are you?" He asks, and I stare at him. "Never mind, guys don't care about that stuff. About four months now, I think. A three weeks." I say. "Wow, so, are you excited?" He asks me. "Why would I be? It's a painful experience, and a lot of responsibility. Yes, a little. I'm just mostly protective of it." I say, with a smile, and put my other hand on the bump that is my stomach. He watches me, and smiles. "What?" I ask him. "It's just, you're going to be a good Mum." He says, and I look into his eyes. "Only if you'll be a great dad." I say. "Deal." He says, and kisses me. We get to the Great Hall. I see Harry and Ron with the Patil sisters, and Cho with Cedric. Ouch, sorry Harry. We stand with Harry and Ron for a second, until Ron and one of the girls leave to the ballroom. "She looks beautiful!" The girl says, and I turn around. Hermione looks great! Viktor walks up to her, and bows. I nearly faint. "No wonder he's been looking at her lately." I say. "Come on, love." Fred says, and takes me into the ballroom. We all clap as the four champions and their dates walk in. The four couples dance to a pretty song. Then Dumbledore gets on the dance floor with McGonagall. Then Karkaroff and some lady. And Ginny and Neville. I smile. That's adorable. Then a lot of people start dancing, Hagrid and the Headmistress of Beauxbatons. Fred pulls me out onto the dance floor. We dance the same dance as everybody else, it's a really odd dance I think. After a while, a rock like song starts playing. Played by a band that I don't know of. I rock out with Fred. We just enjoy ourselves for a while. "I'll go get some drinks." Fred says. I smile, and sit with Harry and Ron. A few minutes later, Sienna, and Hermione join us. "Hot, isn't it? Viktor's gone to go and get drinks. Would you care to join us?" She asks. Sienna and I look at each other and nod. "Fred and George just went to get drinks too." I say. "No, we'd not care to join you and Viktor." Ron says. "What's got your wand in a knot?" Hermione asks. "He's a Durmstrang. You're fraternizing with the enemy." Ron says. "The enemy? Who was it wanting his autograph? Besides the whole point of the tournament, is international magical cooperation, to make friends." Hermione says. "I think he's got a bit more then friendship on his mind." Ron says. Sienna helps me up so we can follow Hermione. I turn around for a second, so does Hermione. "Oh, and by the way Ron. You're a git." I say, before walking with Hermione and Sienna. We walk over to, Viktor, Fred and George. "There you are love." Fred says, and kisses my cheek, before handing me my drink. "Thanks." I say, and blush. The presence of Viktor makes me blush since he told Skeeter to leave. "So, George, have you kissed Sienna yet?" I ask him. "What makes you think that's your business?" He asks me. "Good answer. Too bad I can read between the lines, George." I say, and take a sip of my drink. "So, you really are having a baby?" Viktor asks me. I spit out my drink. "Oh, god. I'll get something to clean that up." Fred says, before taking off. "Not with Cedric. It's Fred's baby." I say, putting my hand on my stomach protectively. "I think that's the first time you've ever said that out loud." Sienna says. "Shut up." I say. Fred comes back with a cloth, and cleans my drink off the floor. "Thanks, Fred. I would get it myself, but It's not easy to bend over anymore." I say, rubbing my stomach. "No problem." He says, and kisses me before running off again. "I think he'll be good at this whole responsibility thing after all." I say, and shake my head. "Did I seriously just say that? Look who's talking, I'm not cut out for responsibility. This is the first time in months we've spent time together, though. No complaints." I say, and sit next to Harry. "If you'll stop being grumpy, Harry, I'll dance with you." I say. He raises an eyebrow. "What? I'm capable of being nice." I say. He gets up and leads me onto the dance floor. We dance together for a while. Until Draco walks toward us. "What do you want, Malfoy?" I ask. "So, you really did get knocked up? Who's the father?" He asks. "It's not Harry, or Cedric, as you might have read. Truthfully, Draco, I think you should stick to crawling in people's pants." I say, smirking as Harry and I walk towards where he was sitting earlier. "That was good, Trix. You're not even scared of him." Harry says. "What's to be scared of, he's my lousy cousin. He also knows that if he messes with me, I can tell all his secrets." I say. "Mind telling one?" Harry asks. "He likes Pug-face Parkinson." I say. "That's evil." Harry says. "You bet!" I say, before walking over to Fred. "What was that with Malfoy? Was he asking about the baby?" Fred asks me. "Yes, but I said something that he knows means if he doesn't shut up I'll start spilling his secrets." I say. "You're evil, Trix." He says, while leaning in closer to me. "You bet." I say, and kiss him. He presses his hands firmly on my hips, keeping me in place. His hand starts creeping up my side. I grab his hand. "Remember where we are, Fred." I say, looking directly into his eyes. "Sorry." He says, and looks at my stomach. "It would probably be weird anyway, since you're…" He says. "Yeah. Really weird. Besides, I don't plan on it for a long time, one baby is enough." I say. "That's true." He says, and kisses my cheek. "Okay, to bed with both of us." I say, and we walk to the common room. He kisses me goodnight, and I walk upstairs, and get into my pajamas, before getting in bed. I fall asleep quickly. A week or two later, I go for a walk with Hermione and Harry. "Harry you told me you'd figure the egg out weeks ago. The task is two days from now." Hermione says. "Really? I had no idea." Harry says sarcastically. "I suppose Viktor's already figured it out." Harry says. "Wouldn't know. We don't talk about the tournament. Actually we don't really talk at all. Viktor's more of a physical being. I just mean he's not particularly loquacious." She says. "Mostly he watches me study. It's a bit annoying actually. You are trying to figure this egg out, aren't you?" She asks. "What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asks. "It just means that these tasks are designed to test you in the most brutal way. It's almost cruel. And, um, I'm scared for you." Hermione says. Harry sighs. "You got by the dragons mostly on nerve. I'm not sure it's going to be enough this time. "Hey, Potter!" Someone says, we turn to see who it is. It's Cedric! I haven't talked to him in a while. Hermione and I leave, I wave to Cedric before Hermione forces me away. The night before the task, Ron and Hermione go with Harry to the library. I spend the night, on the couch with Fred. Unfortunately, I fall asleep there. When I wake up, it's time for the next task. "Fred, come on. " I say, and shake him awake. "What?" He asks. "It's time for the next task." I say. He gets up quickly and we run for the task. We're late, so Harry will already be down there. I watch the lake, waiting for him and Cedric. The first to come up is Fleur. And then Cedric and Cho come up. Then Viktor and Hermione. I start to worry. Where's Ron? A little while later, Ron and a little girl that looks like Fleur come up. Don't make me jump in that water, Harry. Fleur helps the girl up, and Ron gets out of the water. A moment later, Harry flies out of the water, and onto the-whatever we're on. Seamus wraps a towel around him, and rubs his back. I run over to him, and Fleur thanks him for saving her sister. I hug Harry. "You scared me to death." I say. "I'm fine, Trix." He says. "Barely. I thought you weren't going to make it." I say, hugging him tighter. "Ow." He says. I pull away. "Sorry." I say. "The winner is Mr. Diggory!" Dumbledore announces. "Though since Mr. Potter showed determination to save more than Mr. Weasley. We've agreed to award him second place." He says. I hug Harry again. "Brilliant!" I say. We go back to the common room. I wrap a blanket around me, in front of the fire. I just stare at the fire. "Trix, we're going to see Hagrid!" Hermione says, I throw my blanket on the couch, and run after her. We go see Hagrid, who walks us into the Forest. "Now, I remember, when I first met you all. Biggest bunch of misfits I ever laid eyes on." Hagrid says. Hermione and I laugh. "Suppose you remind me of meself a little. And here we all are four years later." Hagrid says. "We're still a bunch of misfits." Ron says. "Well, maybe, but at least we've got each other." Hagrid says . "And Harry, who's soon to be the youngest Hogwarts champion there's ever been!" Hagrid yells. We giggle. "Hogwarts, Hogwarts. Hoggy Warty Hogwarts. Teach us something please. " Hermione and Hagrid sing. And the rest, I don't hear, because Harry looks oddly interested in something. I run towards him, to see what he's doing. Mr. Crouch, is unconscious. Hermione, Ron and I go back to the common room. So, Hagrid, and Harry can deal with it. I grab my blanket, and wrap it around myself again, before sitting on the couch. A month later, it's time for the third task. Before we leave, I steal Harry's invisibility cloak, and hide it under my coat. Once we get there, I throw It on, and get down where the champions will be going. When all the champions get down there, I stand next to Harry, but not too close. Dumbledore says a whole bunch but the important thing is Harry and Cedric will be the first to enter the maze. The first person to touch the cup will be the winner. Harry walks over to circle around near Dumbledore, I stay a little behind him. I follow Harry into the maze. I have to walk past Moody in the process, he looks straight at me, as I walk by him. The maze closes behind us. After a moment, I take the cloak off. "Shh." I whisper. "Trix? What are you doing?" He asks in a whisper. "Never mind that, Harry. I knew I had to come along, trust me. I have to be here this time." I say, shivering like mad. Harry and I walk around the maze wands out. I put the cloak in my pocket. After a while, we hear a scream. We start running towards where we heard it. Viktor walks up, and I throw the cloak back on before he sees me. He points his wand at Harry. Then walks past me. I take the cloak off, and we keep walking until we see someone being taken by a bunch of branches I think. It's Fleur. "Periculum!" Harry says and red sparks fly out of his wand. Soon enough, winds strong as a tornado come towards us. We run. We can see the cup. We miss it though, because Viktor throws a curse at us, and we barely miss it. It hits Cedric, but he sends another spell at Viktor. Viktor flies backwards, Cedric runs up to him, and points his wand at him. "No! Stop! He's bewitched, Cedric!" Harry says. They starts a race for the cup, and I try to keep up with them. But those branch things try to catch us, and get Cedric. The try to pull him, and he tries to fight. "Harry! Harry!" Cedric yells. Harry sends a spell at the branches, I hug him. "Thank you, Harry." I say. "You shouldn't be here, Trix. It's dangerous." Cedric says. "Cedric, that bad thing I was talking about, is going to happen soon. I can tell, that's the only reason I came." I say. "Thanks." Cedric says. "No problem." Harry says. The wind comes after us again. We all run towards the cup. They argue about who should take it. They agree to take it together. "I have to as well." I say, and stand behind the cup. "One, two, three!" Harry says, and we all grab the cup on three. We all hit the ground after that. "Ugh!" I say. I get up, and dust my pants off. "You okay?" I ask them. "Fine." They both say. "The cup is a portkey." Cedric says, staring at it. I follow Harry around. "We have to get back to the cup! Now!" Harry says. Harry grabs his forehead, and the sounds he's making are obvious that it's pain. I see Pettigrew, holding something in a blanket. I stand behind Harry, holding onto him. "Shh, it's okay. It's okay." I tell him. "Get back to the cup!" Harry yells at us. "No." I say, and fold my arms over my chest. "Kill the spare!" A voice hisses. "Avada Kedavra!" Peter says pointing his wand at Cedric. "No!" I yell. "Cedric!" Harry yells. He hits the ground, a blank stare in his eyes. Peter forces Harry towards a statue of a Grim Reaper that puts his scythe in a way that Harry is stuck. I stay by him. Pettigrew drops whatever he was holding into a big cauldron. Pettigrew puts a bone in it. He cuts his arm off all the way to his elbow, and lets it drop in there. He comes near us, and I take a step back. He cuts Harry's arm open, and lets the blood drip into the cauldron. The cauldron catches on fire. Something somewhat like a human forms in it's place wearing black. I think it's Voldemort. He walks towards Pettigrew. "My wand, Wormtail." Voldemort says. Pettigrew hands a wand over to Voldemort, and bows. "Hold out your arm." Voldemort says. "Master, thank you." Pettigrew says, holding out the arm he cut off. "The other arm, Wormtail." Voldemort says. He touches Pettigrew's arm with a wand. A bunch of cloaked, and masked figures appear. "Welcome, my friends." Voldemort says. "Thirteen years it's been, and yet, here you stand before me as if it were only yesterday. I confess myself, disappointed. Not one of you tried to find me." He says, and pulls of everyone's mask. Lucius talks to him. I just blankly watch, as they all talk. I wrap my coat around me, as if it could protect my baby. Voldemort puts his foot on the side of Cedric's face, and moves it. "Such a handsome boy." Voldemort says. "Don't touch him!" Harry yells. I stay frozen in place. "I thought I told you to kill the spare, Wormtail!" Voldemort says. "You don't want me dead. Trust me. After all, someday, you'll want me a death eater." I say. He lets out what would be thought a chuckle. "And why would I want you?" He asks. "I'm a Lestrange." I say. Malfoy looks at me with disgust. "Is this true, Lucius?" He asks. "Yes, my lord." He says. Voldemort looks at Harry. "Harry. I'd almost forgotten you were here. Standing on the bones of my father. Yeah. I'd introduce you, but word has it you're almost as famous as me these days. The boy who lived. How lies have fed your legend, Harry. Shall I reveal what really happened that night thirteen years ago? Shall I divulge how I truly lost my powers? It was love. You see, when dear sweet Lily Potter gave her life for her only son, she provided the ultimate protection." Voldemort says, I pretty much forget the rest, until he touches Harry's scar, and Harry screams in pain. After that, he sets Harry free. "Pick up your wand Potter!" Voldemort says. I walk around this grave, and to Cedric's body, slowly of course, so I don't get killed. I look at Cedric's face, as Voldemort and Harry start to duel. I hold onto his hand tightly. Harry hides behind the grave, as Voldemort sends the killing curse at him. I look into his eyes, really scared, while holding onto Cedric's hand. Harry gets up, and faces Voldemort. They send spells at each other at the same time. The killing curse by Voldemort, and Expelliarmus by Harry. Their spells fight each other. First, almost Voldemort winning but then Harry fights back. "Do nothing! He's mine to finish!" Voldemort says. This white explosion of light flies over all of us, and I can't see anything, so I hold Cedric's hands tighter. Harry runs over to us, hold's onto Cedric, and points his wand at the cup. "Accio!" He says, and we fall on the ground somewhere else. Everyone starts cheering. I sit up. "Harry, what I said back there. It was just to save the baby. I couldn't live with myself if anything happened." I say quietly. Fleur screams. The sight is shocking, I guess. Cedric, and all. But I'm looking at the bright side, we're not in danger anymore. Harry is okay, the baby is okay. It's all okay. Dumbledore runs down to us, and tried to pry Harry of Cedric's body. Fudge comes down here too. I see Fred and George, just a few steps away. Fred, makes a movement to get me to go over there. I shake my head. "He's back. He's back. Voldemort's back. Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him, not there." Harry says. "It's all right Harry. It's all right." Dumbledore says. I'm literally shaking, it's cold, and that was a really horrible experience. "He's home. You both are." Dumbledore says. "Keep everybody in their seats! A boy has just been killed." Fudge says. Mr. Diggory comes running down. I stand up, and walk over to Professor McGonagall. "What were you thinking, Miss Lestrange? You could have been killed." She says. "Lecture me later, okay? My friend is dead, and I was just scared for my life. I think anyone deserves a moment." I say to her. I run a hand through my hair, and look at Cedric. And as if on cue the tears start falling. "Come on, Trix." Fred says, trying to pull me away. "No." I say, shaking my head. "Just leave me alone, please." I say. Hermione, Sienna, and Ron work their way farther down the steps. I run up to them, and throw my arms around Sienna. "Shh, it's okay. It's okay." She says. I shake my head. "It's not even close to okay. He was there for me, when I didn't want to turn to anyone else. Every time, he was there. I swear, I'm going to make him pay if it's the last thing I do. Even if I have to use my mother to do it." I say. "You're not thinking clearly, Trix. Just come on." Sienna says, and she takes me back to the common room. Fred and George following closely. Hermione and Ron too. I grab my blanket, and wrap it around me. Staying close to the fire. "You must be freezing." Hermione says. "I am." I say, rocking back and forth. "I'm just glad the baby's okay, and Harry. That's the only reason I'm still remotely sane." I say, laughing a little, well as much I can in this situation. "Don't joke." Sienna says. "Can't help it. It's natural. Can you get me parchment, and a quill?" I ask. "Sure." Hermione says, and grabs both handing them to me. I set the parchment on the floor, and dip the quill in ink.

Aunt Andromeda,

Sorry it took so long to write. Things are crazy busy. I went with Harry today, for the last task. I know, It was stupid, but I had to. I just knew I was supposed to be there. I don't know why, I guess to watch Cedric die. Though, who would want to see that. We encountered You-know-who, and we're fine. Except Cedric. He was a great friend. Oh, and the baby is fine. Fred is the father. If it were Cedric I wouldn't be writing at the moment. Sorry if the writing Is messy, I'm shaking a bit right now. Tell Dora, and Uncle Ted I love them. I know you have a lot of questions, but we'll talk later.

Love,

Trix

I put it in an envelope. "Send it to my Aunt, please." I say, pushing it away from me. Fred sits next to me, and hugs me. "Are you okay?" He asks. "Yeah, we're both fine." I say. He puts his hand on my stomach, and I kiss him. So it's December now, we'll be leaving soon. Then, four months until the baby is born. "Four months until it's born. I have to go home to my Aunt and Uncle." I say. "Oh, okay." He says. "Not that I don't want to be with you, it's just, I have to be there and get them used to the idea of me leaving." I say. "Then we can be together?" He asks. "Yeah." I say. So a few days later we get off the train, and I make everyone promise to write. "I'll miss you all so much." I say, hugging them all, and kissing Fred. "I love you." I say. "I love you too." He says. I walk towards my Aunt, Uncle, and Tonks.