Chapter seven
Disclaimer on Opening note
They all gathered out side of Hogwarts to meet the students from Durmstrangs and Beauxbatons. It was a very chilly fall night, and Ruby had wished she was wearing a heavier sweater. She stayed towards the back of the group of students, since everyone was all crowded in front. Suddenly, the Beauxbaton students and mistress arrived in a giant carriage pulled by equally huge, flying horses. Ruby had thought she had seen everything when the door opened and a large lady stepped out of the carriage. Dumbledore greeted her as Madame Maxime. The Beaxbatons then proceeded into the castle to warm up. It seemed to take forever for the Durmstrangs to arrive in there skeletal boat, but arrive they did and there was a lot of whispers about one of the students who followed Karkoff, the headmaster, into Hogwarts.
"He's a Quidditch player from the World cup," Hermione told her, noticing Ruby's confusion.
"Wow, he seems young to play pro."
"I don't really see what the big deal is," Hermione scoffed as they sat to eat.
After dinner it was explained that the champions would be picked on Halloween from an object called the Goblet of Fire. An Age line would be put around it so that no underage wizard could enter the contest. Ruby heard a lot of grumbling. She had wished Oliver was here so he could give it a try. Of course, she thought, he'd probably be too moody over the loss of quidditch. She laughed to herself.
All the school could talk about was tournament this and that. Moody never put Ruby under the Imperious curse, so it was a wasted potion.
That was what she looked forward to all the time anymore, going to the dungeon to be with Snape. Something had happened to him, she didn't know what, but she like the change.
"Ruby," Ginny asked one day.
"Hmm?"
"Do you like Snape or something?"
Ruby looked surprised. "What do you mean?"
"Well, every once and awhile, you'll, um, look at him and you get this smile on your face."
"Ginny Weasely, are you suggesting that I have a crush on Professor Severus S. Snape?" Ginny look a little embarrassed and just shrugged. Ruby laughed.
"Well, I'm just saying what I think."
"I like Professor Snape as a colleague and friend, nothing more."
Ginny kind of smirked. "What ever you say."
"Ginny, we have important business to discuss with Miss Kennedy," Fred said. Fred, George, and Lee all approached her. Ginny winked and went off.
"Now, Ruby, you know about the age line," asked George.
"Yeah, and no." The three of them looked confused. "If you want an aging potion, you'll have to make it yourself. I have class now."
Ruby heard the three of them whine, "But, Ruby, you're the best, come on," as she left the common room. She walked down past the entrance hall where people would look in awe at the Goblet of Fire and straight to the dungeon for her lesson.
She found Snape's door shut, but could hear his voice and another unfamiliar one. Soon the door opened and the Headmaster from Durmstrangs came out.
"Just watch yourself," he said to Snape as he left, not giving Ruby a second glance.
"Watch what," Ruby asked.
"Nothing that concerns you, now to tonight's lesson. Have a seat."
Ruby had a hard time concentrating most of the lesson. She wanted him to tell her what was going on. Of course, it was his business, and she couldn't make him, but it bugged her just the same.
The night, Halloween, felt electric. Everyone gathered in the great hall for the announcement of who would be the champions for the triwizard tournament. It wasn't too surprising that the Durmstrang champion was the quidditch boy, Beauxbatons had a vela girl as there champion (all the boys went ga-ga), and Hufflepuff named Cedric Diggory was named Hogwarts champion, that is until another name was spit out of the goblet. To everyone's surprise, it was Harry. He left with the other champions into a small side room, and the other teachers and school representatives followed.
"Can you believe what just happened," some asked. Murmurs all around the hall of confusion, surprise, and spite, caused for much racket.
"You think he would have told me, if he was going to enter," Ron said dismally.
"Yeah, well, may be he didn't enter," Ruby answered.
"What do you mean," asked Hermione.
"I'm not quite sure."
Back in Gryffindor Tower, Ruby waited so that she would be alone in the bathroom. She wasn't sure how to contact Tom, but figured it wouldn't be too hard if he was waiting for her. He was.
"Good evening," he said.
"Did you enter Harry into the Tri-wizard Tournament?"
"What? I can't do anything in Hogwarts."
"You can communicate with me."
He laughed, "I mean I can't physically do anything. Haven't you noticed I really don't have a body?" He was right. It would be hard for him to do much of anything in the state he was in.
"Then you have someone here. The Deatheater that's suppose to take me to you, is he already here?"
"It's getting late, Ruby. You should go to bed."
"I'm right aren't I? You just don't want to confess."
"Good night."
"Wait a minute. Come back here." No one answered her. Her instant thought to who entered Harry was Moody/Karkoff. Soon her suspicion would change.
Disclaimer on Opening note
They all gathered out side of Hogwarts to meet the students from Durmstrangs and Beauxbatons. It was a very chilly fall night, and Ruby had wished she was wearing a heavier sweater. She stayed towards the back of the group of students, since everyone was all crowded in front. Suddenly, the Beauxbaton students and mistress arrived in a giant carriage pulled by equally huge, flying horses. Ruby had thought she had seen everything when the door opened and a large lady stepped out of the carriage. Dumbledore greeted her as Madame Maxime. The Beaxbatons then proceeded into the castle to warm up. It seemed to take forever for the Durmstrangs to arrive in there skeletal boat, but arrive they did and there was a lot of whispers about one of the students who followed Karkoff, the headmaster, into Hogwarts.
"He's a Quidditch player from the World cup," Hermione told her, noticing Ruby's confusion.
"Wow, he seems young to play pro."
"I don't really see what the big deal is," Hermione scoffed as they sat to eat.
After dinner it was explained that the champions would be picked on Halloween from an object called the Goblet of Fire. An Age line would be put around it so that no underage wizard could enter the contest. Ruby heard a lot of grumbling. She had wished Oliver was here so he could give it a try. Of course, she thought, he'd probably be too moody over the loss of quidditch. She laughed to herself.
All the school could talk about was tournament this and that. Moody never put Ruby under the Imperious curse, so it was a wasted potion.
That was what she looked forward to all the time anymore, going to the dungeon to be with Snape. Something had happened to him, she didn't know what, but she like the change.
"Ruby," Ginny asked one day.
"Hmm?"
"Do you like Snape or something?"
Ruby looked surprised. "What do you mean?"
"Well, every once and awhile, you'll, um, look at him and you get this smile on your face."
"Ginny Weasely, are you suggesting that I have a crush on Professor Severus S. Snape?" Ginny look a little embarrassed and just shrugged. Ruby laughed.
"Well, I'm just saying what I think."
"I like Professor Snape as a colleague and friend, nothing more."
Ginny kind of smirked. "What ever you say."
"Ginny, we have important business to discuss with Miss Kennedy," Fred said. Fred, George, and Lee all approached her. Ginny winked and went off.
"Now, Ruby, you know about the age line," asked George.
"Yeah, and no." The three of them looked confused. "If you want an aging potion, you'll have to make it yourself. I have class now."
Ruby heard the three of them whine, "But, Ruby, you're the best, come on," as she left the common room. She walked down past the entrance hall where people would look in awe at the Goblet of Fire and straight to the dungeon for her lesson.
She found Snape's door shut, but could hear his voice and another unfamiliar one. Soon the door opened and the Headmaster from Durmstrangs came out.
"Just watch yourself," he said to Snape as he left, not giving Ruby a second glance.
"Watch what," Ruby asked.
"Nothing that concerns you, now to tonight's lesson. Have a seat."
Ruby had a hard time concentrating most of the lesson. She wanted him to tell her what was going on. Of course, it was his business, and she couldn't make him, but it bugged her just the same.
The night, Halloween, felt electric. Everyone gathered in the great hall for the announcement of who would be the champions for the triwizard tournament. It wasn't too surprising that the Durmstrang champion was the quidditch boy, Beauxbatons had a vela girl as there champion (all the boys went ga-ga), and Hufflepuff named Cedric Diggory was named Hogwarts champion, that is until another name was spit out of the goblet. To everyone's surprise, it was Harry. He left with the other champions into a small side room, and the other teachers and school representatives followed.
"Can you believe what just happened," some asked. Murmurs all around the hall of confusion, surprise, and spite, caused for much racket.
"You think he would have told me, if he was going to enter," Ron said dismally.
"Yeah, well, may be he didn't enter," Ruby answered.
"What do you mean," asked Hermione.
"I'm not quite sure."
Back in Gryffindor Tower, Ruby waited so that she would be alone in the bathroom. She wasn't sure how to contact Tom, but figured it wouldn't be too hard if he was waiting for her. He was.
"Good evening," he said.
"Did you enter Harry into the Tri-wizard Tournament?"
"What? I can't do anything in Hogwarts."
"You can communicate with me."
He laughed, "I mean I can't physically do anything. Haven't you noticed I really don't have a body?" He was right. It would be hard for him to do much of anything in the state he was in.
"Then you have someone here. The Deatheater that's suppose to take me to you, is he already here?"
"It's getting late, Ruby. You should go to bed."
"I'm right aren't I? You just don't want to confess."
"Good night."
"Wait a minute. Come back here." No one answered her. Her instant thought to who entered Harry was Moody/Karkoff. Soon her suspicion would change.