HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS WAS SO COOL!!! (Though really depressing in some places . . . .okay, a lot of places. -cries-) If you're done, please! I need someone to talk to about it! Either add me to your contacts on MSN messenger if you have it (you can find my e-mail address on my profile) or just e-mail me! My friends aren't done yet!
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At breakfast one morning, while Harmony, Hermione and Cedric were sitting at the Maximus table, Malfoy and a group of Slytherins walked over to them, smirking. "Hey Potter," he sneered. "It looks like aren't giving your boyfriend a good enough shag - he's resorting mudbloods."
Harmony was so surprised she almost couldn't respond. "Excuse me?"
Malfoy smirked and threw a copy of Witch Weekly, a teen magazine at her, then walked away with a superior gait, laughing with his group. Harmony sent him a glare and looked over to Cedric, who looked even more shocked than she did. He was staring at Malfoy's back with a mixture of shock, confusion and pure anger. Harmony turned to the magazine and opened it to one of the first pages and she, Hermione and Cedric read the article together.
Harmony Potter Secret Betrayal
by Rita Skeeter
To everyone at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry, Harmony Potter and Cedric Diggory are a golden couple. Not only are they the two Hogwarts Champions, but have been going steady since last year, though it wasn't acknowledged till the summer. But it seems as if there is trouble in paradise. Miss Potter has recently suffered great heartbreak at finding out that Mr. Diggory is cheating on her. To twist this knife in her back, the young girl Mr. Diggory is cheating on her with is none other than Miss Potter's best friend, Hermione Granger. Not only is Miss Granger already involved with someone else, Mr. George Weasley, a sixth year at Hogwarts, but is also known to be great 'friends' with Viktor Krum, Bulgarian Seeker and Durmstrang Champion. One has to wonder if this friendship is any thing else.
In retaliation, Miss Potter has taken George Weasley from her so called friend Miss Granger as payback. We would hope that she would have approached this in a more mature matter, instead of lowering herself to their level. This can only be blamed on her home life, of course. Miss Potter lives with her godfather, Sirius Black, Defense against the Dark Arts professor and Care of Magical Creatures Professor, Remus Lupin. The example can't've been sent to high for Miss Potter. Having a Werewolf and Hogwarts former sex god raising her can't be a good example on her. The Wizarding World can only hope that their hero can stop going down this road she is on, and perhaps be placed with better guardians that will set a better example.
"I can't believe her . . ." whispered Cedric dangerously. "She's gone too far."
Harmony just stared at the paper clutched in her hands, trying to stop the tears that welded up in her eyes. "Harmony, Cedric," said Hermione softly, setting her hand on Harmony's shoulder. "You shouldn't let this get to you."
"Why not?" asked Harmony, her voice cracking. "She's not only questioned my virtue and relationship, but yours as well. And don't get me started on what she said about Sirius and Remus."
"I know, Harmony," soothed Hermione, rubbing circles in her best friend's back. "But you'd have to be an idiot to believe this. Everyone knows you and Cedric are as strong as ever, and as for myself, no one would believe that I would do that to you. We've been friends through everything."
Harmony nodded. She knew this was true. "But what about the rest of the world, Hermione, they don't know us. They'll take what that Skeeter woman says as the truth, they have no other reason not to."
Hermione nodded sadly. "I know, but don't worry about them."
"Harmony," said a voice above them. Harmony looked behind her to see Sirius, also clutching the article. "Please come with me, all of you."
Harmony, Hermione and Cedric, along with George Weasley, followed Sirius out into the hallway. Sirius turned around and held out the article to them. "What is this?" he asked.
"Sirius, it's not true, you know that," began Harmony. "That Skeeter woman lies."
"I know that," said Sirius. "But why on earth would she go this far?"
Hermione sighed and began to explain. "We've been challenging her a lot. And the last time we talked with her was just after the article about Hagrid came out. She was also talking about printing something about Remus. Harmony got really angry with her, of course, and when I tried to help her Skeeter snapped at me. Cedric tried to defend me, which is probably how she got the idea of him cheating with me."
Sirius sighed and rubbed his temples. "Okay, thanks for tell me, but please, don't talk to her again. I don't want anything else to happen."
"Sirius . . ." asked Harmony. "About what she said about you . . ."
"It's true," sighed Sirius. "She was at school with me, so she would know. I'm not proud of what I did to many of the girls back then, but I was very immature and insensitive. But most of the girls I . . .dated knew this and knew that there would be no long term commitments." Sirius sighed deeply. "I'm sorry, Harmony."
"It's okay," whispered Harmony.
"Please, go to class, all of you," he said after a moment of silence.
Without another word, they split up. Harmony and Hermione going to Potions and Cedric and George going to Defense. As Harmony and Hermione waited for Snape to open the door, they had to inure the targeting of the Slytherins. The Gryffindors that shared the class with them just sat back and watched with interest, not knowing which side to take.
"So Potter, exactly how'd you bag Diggory in the first place?" asked Pansy Parkinson. "I'm betting on a love potion, and double goes for you Granger. There's no way that one boy, let alone three would go to you willingly."
Finally, Snape opened the door and the Slytherins slithered in, still jeering at the two of them. Harmony and Hermione took their regular seat near the front and waiting for class to begin. The article now sat in front of Harmony - she was planning on burning it the first chance she got.
As they were making their potion, Malfoy threw something over at them. Harmony glared at him as he just smirked, and opened the note. It was the article, cut out from the magazine. Harmony glared at Malfoy again and he whispered to her, "So Potter, when are you going to make up the next batch of your love potion? I'm sure they wear off too fast."
"Mr. Malfoy," snapped Snape sharply. Malfoy looked over to the professor and smiled innocently. Snape glared at him, then walked over to Harmony and held his hand out. "Give me that, Miss Potter." Harmony gave it to him and watched with the rest of the class as he read through it, his eyes racing across the paper. Finally, he glared at most of the class and help up the article. "If I hear anyone mention this trash, I will deduct fifty points from them and they will receive a week of detentions." Snape was silent for a moment. "You should all know that Rita Skeeter," Snape said the name with malice. "Is not to be trusted and neither is anything she writes. Her sources are less than trustworthy and twists all words to fit her story."
Professor Snape took the article and threw it in his trash bin. "Back to work!" he barked.
After class Harmony and Hermione stayed after to talk to Professor Snape. "Professor?" asked Hermione timidly.
"Yes, Miss Granger?" he asked, looking up from the papers he was grading.
Harmony cleared her throat as she glanced at Hermione. "We'd like to say thank you," she said. "Although it won't stop it all, it will stop the gossip and teasing a fair amount."
Snape nodded. "May I inquire as to why Rita Skeeter wrote this about you?"
And so Harmony explained about their last Hogsmeade visit and what they said to her. Snape sighed. "That Slytherin mouth along with your Gryffindor stupidity has gotten you into trouble once again. I will advise you to not speak to the Skeeter woman."
Harmony nodded and smile. "Sirius has already told us this." She smirked at him. "It seems that you two are more alike then you first imagined."
Snape glared at her. "That will be all, Miss Potter."
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Over the next few days Hermione, Cedric and even Harmony got lots of hate mail. Finally, Dumbledore stopped all of it, but the letters they did read still echoed in their minds. Hermione sighed. "I just wish I knew how she found out some of the things in her articles," announced Hermione one day. "Like how Viktor and I are friends."
Harmony shrugged. "Maybe she's got us bugged or something."
"Bugged?" asked Cedric. Harmony began to explain how little electronic microphones worked, then shrugged again.
"That can't be it though, in Hogwarts, A History it says that no electronics can be used on the grounds."
Hermione nodded. "She's right."
"Then how is she listening in?" asked Cedric again.
None of them could answer this.
A few days later, the Champions were brought to the Quidditch field to be briefed on about the third task. When Cedric and Harmony arrived there they stopped and gapped like fish. The Quidditch field was covered in tall hedges.
"What'd they do to it?" exclaimed Cedric, looking as if he was going to cry.
"I have no idea," said Harmony.
Mr. Crouch appeared a few minutes later and Harmony felt something inside her. It was a weird feeling, just like she had felt before Wormtail had kidnapped her and before the Dark Mark appeared in the sky. Harmony tried to ignore it, but it still was in the back of her mind.
"Hello, all," he said. Harmony could feel the happiness come out of her just by Crouch's boring voice. "In about a month these hedges will be at least twenty feet tall. Can you guess what we are making?"
They were all silent for a few moments, then Viktor grunted, "A maze."
Crouch nodded. "Very good, Mr. Krum, a maze. That's the third task. All you have to do is find your way through the maze and the first champion to touch the Triwizard Cup wins. There will be obstacles, of course, to beat. First Mr. Diggory and Miss Potter will enter, then Mr. Krum then Miss Delacour. I wish you all luck." Then he began to walk back to the Hogwarts castle.
"He's really charming, isn't he?" asked Harmony sarcastically.
"Yes," agreed Fleur, equally sarcastically. "He seems so nice."
"That's not the half of it," informed Harmony. "He sent his own son to Azkaban."
"Really?" asked Krum.
"Yeah, Sirius told me," said Harmony. "He was suspected for being a Death Eater, he died about a year later, though. Sirius isn't on the best terms with him either. He sent him to Azkaban without a trial, other wise he would have been proven innocent."
"That's horrible," sighed Fleur.
"Vhat do you all make of this maze?" asked Krum, after a moment of silence.
Cedric shrugged. "Not sure. We can't be too sure of what these 'obstacles' are, can we?"
"I'm sure they're creatures and spells to break and stuff like that," assured Harmony.
"So we can only study different spells and hope that they are the ones we need, correct?" asked Fleur.
"I suppose," agreed Harmony.
"I guess it's to the library . . . again," grumbled Cedric.
Harmony laughed and threw an arm around Cedric. "Oh Cedric, don't you see? This is where our Ravenclaw smarts come in handy!"
"Some times I wonder how I got into Maximus," muttered Cedric.
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True to their word, the next few weeks was full of library time. Harmony and Cedric also took time up with Hermione for practicing different spells, such as Stunning. They were making lots of progress, according to Hermione.
Harmony shrugged. "I guess so. Anyways, I'll see you at dinner." Cedric kissed her on the cheek and made his way to Potions while Hermione to Ancient Runes. Harmony walked over to the North Tower for Divination.
Harmony wasn't sure when she fell asleep, but who could blame her? Professor Trelawney had dimmed the lights for the lesson on planetary interpretation, or something like that.
She was in the room again, the room with Voldemort and Wormtail. Harmony noticed another man was bowing before Voldemort and talking to him. ". . . Everything is going according to plan, master. The girl has to clue as no what is soon to happen." The man's voice sounded so familiar . . . and when he lifted his head up to look at Voldemort, he even looked familiar. Someone reminded her of him, but who she wasn't sure.
"Good," hissed Voldemort. "I want nothing to happen to ruin this, I have waited too long."
"Yes, master," he said again.
Harmony felt like she was being pulled away from the room and the next thing she knew she was on the ground. Harmony was aware of the whispers around her and could distantly feel people hovering above her. The thing she was most aware of was the pain in her scar. Finally, Harmony forced herself to open her eyes. There was a sudden intake of breath from everyone around her.
"Oh my, look at her eyes!" exclaimed Lavender Brown.
Harmony blinked and everyone seemed to relax. Someone helped her sit up and she looked around her. Everyone was out of their seats and crowded around her and Professor Trelawney was right in front of her.
"Oh, Miss Potter!" she exclaimed. "Your eyes, they were white again! Tell me, what did you see?"
Harmony was breathing deeply. Was that a dream or was it the future? She couldn't be sure. "I don't know. I can't make sense of it . . ."
"Please, explain it to us, perhaps that will help," urged Professor Trelawney.
Harmony shook her head. "No, I have to go. I have a headache. Please, can I go?"
Professor Trelawney looked like she was going to say no, but stopped herself. "Of course, dear, but please make sure to stop by later and tell me about your vision."
"Sure," said Harmony absently. Susan Bones helped her stand up, then offered to take her to the hospital wing. Harmony said that she would be fine on her own. After leaving the North Tower Harmony all but ran to Dumbledore's office. When she arrived she told the stone gargoyle password after password until finding the right one.
When she opened the door to Dumbledore's office, however, no one was there. Sighing, Harmony planned on walking to one of the chairs to wait when something in the corner caught her eye. It was a bowl of glowing liquid. Slowly, Harmony walked over to it and peered down into its contents. Harmony took her wand out of her pocket and stirred it in the liquid. As the substance began to swirl faster Harmony leaned closer to the now transparent, glass like substance . . .and fell into it. How, she had no idea, but the next thing she knew she was sitting on a bench next to Albus Dumbledore.
But something was off. This Dumbledore looked younger than the one she knew, not by much, but still younger. Harmony tried to get his attention, but found it useless. In fact, no one seemed to notice her. Was this a memory? She wondered. The last time something like this had happened, she was sucked into Tom Riddles diary and forced to watch his memory of framing Hagrid.
Harmony watched in fascination as the memory (for she was sure this was what it was) unfolded. Karkaroff, the Durmstrang Headmaster, was lead into what she assumed was a court room by Dementors. He was then questioned by a younger looking Mr. Crouch. Karkaroff went on to tell Crouch and everyone else in the room information about anything he had. Harmony heard someone on Dumbledore's other side mutter, "Filth." It was a very strange man, she decided. He had a fake eye that seemed to spin in its place and many scars on his face. Dumbledore called him 'Moody,' which Harmony agreed on.
Then, the memory changed. It was still the same room, but this time it was total silence. The only noise came from a woman sitting next to Mr. Crouch. The Dementors brought in four people this time and Harmony couldn't help but gasp at the appearance of one of them. It was the man in the dream she just had, only he too looked much younger. Probably not only a few years out of Hogwarts.
Mr. Crouch began to speak to him, trying to keep his eyes down cast and away from the young boy from her dream. The boy kept looking at him, though and speaking to him. "Father, please . . . "
But Mr. Crouch plowed on, and as he did the woman's sobs grew louder. ". . . We have heard the evidence against you. The four of you stand accused of capturing an Auror - Frank Longbottom - and subjecting him to the Cruciatus Curse, believing him to have knowledge of the present whereabouts of your exiled master, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-named -"
"I didn't do it, father!" exclaimed the boy.
"-Your are further accused," continued Mr. Crouch, his voice raising above his son's. "Of using the Cruciatus Curse on Frank Longbottom's wife, when he would not give you information."
And on it went. The boy began to plead to the woman, his mother. Finally, he and the three others were dragged away by the dementors, all the time the boy screamed, "I'm your son!"
And Mr. Crouch screamed back: "I have no son."
Suddenly, Harmony felt a hand on her shoulder. It was Professor Dumbledore, this time the real one. He took her back to his office and after a moment of silence Harmony spoke. "That's Barty Crouch Jr., wasn't it?"
Dumbledore nodded. "It was, but how do you know this?"
"Sirius told me that Mr. Crouch sent his son to Azkaban . . . and . . ." Harmony stopped. "The reason I came was because I was just in Divination and I had a dream . . . or a vision, I don't know, but he was in it. I recognized him the moment I saw the memory in your . . . um, what is that?"
"It's a Pensieve," answered Dumbledore. "You can put your memories in it and review them. Now what's this about seeing Barty Crouch Jr.?"
"I did, but he looked older," said Harmony. "And he was speaking to Voldemort, calling him master. They were saying that everything was going according to plan."
"Strange . . ." said Dumbledore.
Harmony nodded. "And professor, about what Mr. Crouch said about Neville's parents?"
"Is true," said Dumbledore sadly.
"So they're dead?" asked Harmony.
"No, they are insane when exposed to the Cruciatus Curse for a long period of time." Dumbledore's voice was full of bitterness and his eyes had no hint of the sparkle it usually had. "I suggest you go to dinner, Miss Potter. Oh, and good luck on the third task."
"Thank you, Professor," said Harmony, giving his Pensieve one last look.
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Hoped you like it, as always! -wink- Oh, take a look at the bottom of my profile. I had my favorite quotes from Hp 7 there!
