Hi. It's me again, with my new fic. The prolog has been out a while, but I haven't really had time to write this, so work with me.
theladyoflorraine
P.s. Right now I'm doing the main points of Book four (tasks, yule ball...) The other books will come later.
Part 1-
We four Girls
The 1st Task
"Harry Potter." The voice of the Hogwarts headmaster filled the room. Laily watched him with migled horrer and fury. How could that name get there? How? She and her friends had worked so hard against this. Why? This couldn't be happening. She was dreaming.
She watched the faces of her friends as the object of their lives walked to the chamber at the back of the room. This could be bad.
After they were allowed to leave, the students started towards the doors. Four girls split apart to join eachother in the empty dinning hall.
"what are we going to do? What are we going to do? He's so stupid!" cried Laily, her eyes full of sadness and worry as she fingercombed her long blond hair.
"Nothing. We do nothing. We do all we can, help him through the tasks, but that's all." stated Aurin, her green eyes flashing as her deep red hair braided itself.
"We will do all we can. Potter is the top pirority, if we lose him, well...that's the end isn't it?" said Anacara. Her violet eyes looking deadly. She looked as if she were wearing a black hood, with her hair.
"Ana's right, there's nothing we can do." said Felisha, her brown hair and black-blue eyes looking queenly.
"Sigh, yet another day of tragity in the life of the four." said Laily, trying to lighten the mood.
The door at the back of the room opened. Out of the ten people coming out, three could see the girls. They were completly silent untill only Dumbledore was the only one left.
"Father, help us? What can we do?" cried Laily, who had been raised by Dumbledore, after her parents had died.
"There is nothing to do but help." he replied. "do what you can my ange, that is all I can ask. Came the replie.
The girls left in obviouls discomfort.
Harry was nervous. He knew what was in that bag. What he would have to face outside of the tent. Aurin watched him, nervous herself. She was the only one who could not make herself invisible to a large crowd, so she had to be extra careful with Harry's cloak. She watched as he picked out the black one.
"Damn. Why do we always get the hard ones, muttered Felisha next to her ear.
It was Harry's turn. The three girls present followed him, keeping a close watch.
The size of the dragon was astounding. Harry never would have been able to do was he was trying to if it wasn't for Anacara's flying skills. The bell rang and Harry raised his wand. "Acio firebolt!" he shouted. Nothing happened. No magic issued from his wand. Nothing. Then Anacara came flying down from the sky. Harry didn't know about dragons and the ability to suck away magic, like this one was doing. The summoning spell never would have worked if not for them.
Harry grabbed the broom and kicked off. The next five minutes were chaos as the four helped Harry from killing himself at the dragons flame, though they let him scrap himself with the tail, for relisim.
"He won." said Anacara to the wall that night, her dormetory members were sleeping.
"That he did." said Felisha inside ana's head.
"Arn't we proud of our little duckling?" said Laily with false cheerfulness.
"Now for the the second task. And the Yule Ball...wonder what he'll get into there? He always get's into something." came Aurins voice.
"Ah well...he's our duckling all the same. Goodnight." said Laily, cutting the conection. They said their goodnights and went to sleep, wondering what would come next.
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The Begining
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