This was not a good idea.

Fleur was regretting a lot of things. First and foremost, putting her name into the goblet to begin with.

She had secretly hoped she wasn't going to be picked, and it was just a formality that she was putting her name into the goblet.

However, fate brought her to become one of the champions, and the last one out of the starting point. She wouldn't give up just yet.

"In second place, with eighty points — Mr. Viktor Krum, of Durmstrang Institute!" Applause. "And in third place — Miss Fleur Delacour, of Beauxbatons Academy!"

That was her. She was there, competing in front of so many people. They'd all be there to see her fail- they all clapped politely now. She tried to shake off the negativity and looked towards her fellow champions.

Both Diggory and Krum both looked ready to run at any moment, but Harry had been looking up at the stands, where his family sat.

No, not where his family sat. Where the ginger, Weasley (she had figured out), family sat. Where the tall code breaker with the nice hair sat, waving back at him.

Fleur looked towards where her family would be sitting, and gave them a small, determined nod. She would try her best.

Before she realised what was happening. The whistle had blown, and Harry and Diggory, Cedric, had set off.

She took a deep breath to calm herself, and then after a moment, the whistle was blown for Krum to set off. Then it was just her, watching Bagman, and waiting for him to set her off.

"Three- Two- One-," he blew on the whistle, and a sharp noise she had heard twice before rang out. And then she ran.

She dashed into the maze, with no regard for what was in front of her. She wasn't sure if she wanted the crowd to see her panic, and before she knew it she had already made two turns, both left, and she was completely lost in the maze.

Beside her, the hedges loomed and cast shadows as far as she could see. She began to feel cautious and a bit stupid for not slowing down at the beginning. She could barely see, after all!

She grasped at the wand in her pocket, before remembering about the most basic spell she thought she had ever learnt.

"Lumos!" She felt herself relax a bit when she could see the path in front of her, and started at a brisk walk forward, trying not to slow down, despite how terrified she was.

She was all alone, and she knew it. She advanced, and took any random turn she could. Her brain just wasn't cooperating, she felt like it was fried.

She started running again. It distracted her from how alone she was, and how scared she was, so she ran as fast as she could, through a particularly misty area, and past many dangers which she just had not considered.

She felt like someone was following her, like she could hear footsteps which just weren't there. She sped up, but not before shooting a quick curse behind her, just to satisfy herself. There was nobody behind her, obviously.

She hadn't run into anything yet. It was odd, but she was grateful- she was sure she wouldn't be able to remember anything if she had bumped into an enemy, let alone offensive spells.

The shadows loomed and seemed to twist before her eyes. She looked into two crossroads, and saw a dementor near the end of her vision at the end of the left path.

She almost cried in shock, but decided the smarter option was just to sprint away on the right path, as soon as possible. So that's what she did, until she came to a dead end.

She cursed under her breath, and turned around to find her way back, but instead of the empty path she came through, she saw something more terrifying.

The face of a man, grinning wickedly, lit up by the light of her wand. She couldn't think of what to do, or cast, and before she knew it, a shriek had forced it's way out of her chest.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHH!"

Fleur had belted it, the scream forming as a gutteral screech, right from her stomach. The fear had already frozen her, but he took the extra measure to cast a spell on her, "stupefy!"

She fell to the ground, and that was the end of her attempt at the third task. Later, she would thank the heavens that she did not compete further, after learning about what would happen to Cedric Diggory.

I have no idea why these are so short! But yeah please give me advice on how to make these less... bad. Also wondering if I should type in the accent, or would that look stupid?

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