A/n: hey guys, here's another chappy! ) guys, i just realized that the story is pretty much going to be like GoF. I think I'm making it like this cuz i like that book. So basically, its my own version of GoF...sorta...
The school seemed extra crowded. It was a week after the day the students from the other schools came to Hogwarts. It was Saturday and students from Hogwarts gathered in the Great Hall, sitting at the bleacher-like seats that were set up. In the middle of the room was the Goblet of Fire, bright blue fire blazing from the goblet. Under it was a thin, foggy line circling around the goblet. Raina went and sat in a seat closest to the goblet. She recognized a tall, handsome Ravenclaw student come foward to the goblet with a piece of parchment in his hand.
The group that was behind the line cheered for him. Once the Ravenclaw put his name in the goblet, his group cheered louder and patted his back. Then a girl from Beauxbatons came foward after him and put her piece of parchment into the Goblet of Fire. Pushing passed a Hufflepuff, Marshall sat next to Raina. "I did something cool" he said with a smug look on his face. Raina laughed. "What did you do?" she asked. "You are so going to love me for this" he continued, stretching his arms behind his head. Raina punched his arm playfully. "What the hell did you do?" she asked again.
"I signed you up for the Tournament." Raina's smile faded quickly. Now she punched Marshall's arm for real. "Why the fuck did you do that?" Marshall rubbed his arm where she had punched him. "We all said it would be cool if we entered so I entered you." he explained. "But I'm 15! How did you do it? You couldn't have gotten passed the age line!" Marshall covered her mouth his hand. "Shush. I paid a seventh year to put your name in the goblet. I thought you would be excited."
Raina removed his hand from her mouth. "Excited? Your dad, my godfather, was nearly killed by this tournament. If I get picked...oh my goodness. If I get picked my mum and dad are going to have a field day!" "Well, there is a chance that you don't get picked." Marshall's attempt to cheer Raina up failed miserably. She stood up and walked out of the Great Hall. Right when Draco was about to enter the Hall, he bumped into Raina who was coming out.
"Hey Rain. What's wrong?" Draco asked. Through gritted teeth, Raina said, "Nothing dad. I'm fine." She walked away from Draco and he immediately assumed that Marshall had done something.
In Hermione's World...
Hermione was on her lunch break and she sat at her desk, trying to organize it and eat at the same time. Lavender Brown, the gossip columnist who also worked with The Daily Prophet came over to Hermione's cubical and said, "Hermione, two people are waiting for you in the lobby." Hermione nodded curtly and waited for Lavender to go away. When she did, Hermione stood up and walked to the lobby down the hall. In the large room there stood two men. One had flaming red hair and the other had jet black hair.
They smiled. "Hey Hermione. Long time no see!" said Ron. Hermione smiled wide and raced to her best friends. She gave them long, tight hugs. "Oh goodness. It's been years." Hermione said. Harry nodded. "So how's it going 'Mione? With Draco and Raina?" Hermione looked up to the ceiling and smiled. "Oh, you two are going to have to sit down for this one." She brought them to the seats in the lobby and she explained how she transferred Raina to Hogwarts and the run-in with Pansy at Diagon Alley.
"She didn't bother you I hope" Harry said, on the subject of Pansy. Hermione shook her head. "Not really. It just sort of bothered me of how she just asked Raina who her parents were that's all." Harry nodded. "Your son also met Raina in Flourish and Blotts. He seems like a gentleman" complimented Hermione. Harry smiled. "Thanks. But he does take a few things after his mother." Ron raised his eyebrow, "Really? Like what?" Harry laughed, "His sense of judgement for one. He would think something is a good idea but it turns out that it wasn't a good idea at all."
Hermione nodded her head, "I hear you Harry." Ron turned his head to Hermione, "Hey 'Mione, I read that article you wrote the other day. About the muggle in Diagon Alley?" Hermione followed his conversation attentively, to see where he was going with it. "What about it?" she asked. "Well, you said that none of your muggle friends know about you being a witch. That isn't entirely true." She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "How is that not true?"
"What about Michael? He knew you were a witch and did manage to get into Hogwarts." Hermione looked down at her long, fake, dark green nails. She had forgotten all about Michael. She had forgotten about Michael for years. After Raina had turned 1 year old, Michael had faded from Hermione's memory. When Raina was 1, Hermione was 18. Raina is now 15. (A/n: do the math ppl.) "Wow. You make a good point Ron" Hermione half whispered. 'What if it was Michael?' she thought.
She shook her head a little bit. "Well, even if it was Michael, it doesn't matter. He doesn't remember he was looking for me anyway." A silence fell over the adults. "Did you hear that the Triwizard Tournament is happening at Hogwarts again?" Harry piped up to end the silence. "What?" Hermione said, wide eyed. She did not know that. "Once the champions are chosen, you're gonna have to interview them" Harry continued, "But don't focus on one champion like what Rita did."
Hermione smiled, "What kind of a reporter do you think I am Mr. Potter?" "Err...a reporter that looks like Rita Skeeter." Hermione gasped as if she was insulted. "How rude" she said laughing. The three friends laughed and talked as they caught up with lost times together until Hermione's lunch break was up.
Back to Raina's World...
Raina sat on a boulder in front of the black lake. Wearing the cloak Draco had bought her over the summer and a warm turtle neck. She didn't want to get mad at Marshall at all. She was mad at herself now for getting mad at Marshall. Then suddenly, the article that Hermione had written came to her head. For some strange reason, she wanted to know more about this muggle. She had a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach that the muggle and Hermione had connected in some way.
Raina thought about this some more. But something broke her train of thought. "Hey Raina. Got room for one more?" Raina looked up and saw Draco looking down at her. She gave a half smile and moved over. He sat next to her. "What's wrong Rain?" he asked. She shook her head. "Oh come on. Tell me. I swear, you teenage girls are so stubborn." Raina laughed. She looked at Draco and for the first time in her life, she saw no resemblance between herself and him. His eyes grey, her eyes blue. His hair blond, her hair brown. His face pointed, her face rounded.
Who was this man sitting beside her? "I just have a lot on my mind dad. That's all" she said. She brought her knees to her chest and rested her chin on her knees. "Well, if you would feel comfortable talking to your mother, write to her or something. I'm sure she would want to help." Draco rubbed Raina's back with his hand. He gave her a kiss on her cheek and stood up. "Come to me if you need me Rain...Okay?" Raina nodded without looking at him.
Draco turned his back and started to walk back to the castle. As he walked, he noticed Marshall coming his way. "Hey Professor Malfoy, is Raina okay?" he asked. Draco looked at Marshall. He stayed silent and walked away. "Okay...thanks for the help" Marshall said. He walked his way over to Raina. When he got close enough to her, he said, "Did I really make you that depressed?"
Raina looked at him. She shook her head, "No. I just have other things on my mind. I...I really didn't want to get mad at you Marshall. I just did. I was thinking of myself. If I did get chosen, I thought of the worst you know?" Marshall sat himself down next to Raina, "Yeah, I get you. I should've asked you first. The tournament is sorta a big deal I guess. So, on the chance that you don't get picked, let's go back inside where it's warm. I'm freezing my arse off out here." Raina giggled and stood up.
They walked back to the castle and returned to the Great Hall. The bleachers were still there but the House tables were there again. Marshall and Raina sat at the Slytherin table and sat with their friends. "Where did you guys go?" Julian asked, nudging Marshall suggestively. "We were outside. Marshall here told me about his 'surprise' for me and I got really, really mad." Raina explained calmly. Before Tyler could respond, they saw Professor McGonagall stand forward next to the Goblet of Fire.
"Quiet down please. Quiet. It's now time to determine our three champions." said McGonagall. The school was silent and the only sound that could be heard was the crackling of the blazing blue fire coming from the goblet. The blue fire soon turned to a bright red and a burnt piece of parchment flew out of the goblet. She raised her hand into the air and caught the parchment. "The champion for Durmstrang is..."
Raina was paying attention to the champions names because once McGonagall came to announce Hogwarts champion, she was praying it wasn't her. She felt something flick against her ring finger. She looked up and saw Tyler trying to tell her something. Raina bent her head down to capture what it was Tyler was trying to say. "Do you think you're going to get picked?" he asked. Raina shook her head while saying "I hope not. People die in this tournament! I don't wanna die."
"And the Hogwarts champion is...David Richmond." Raina looked up and gave a long sigh of relief. Hogwarts irrupted with cheers and claps. David was the tall Ravenclaw Raina saw enter earlier. McGonagall clapped her hands together. The three champions left to the trophy room in the back. "Now that we have our three champions let's all get to-" Professor McGonagall didn't finished her sentence. There was red fire coming from the goblet again. A piece of parchment flew into the air again. McGonagall reached up and looked at the name.
Raina's heart started pounding. She prayed that on that paper, written on it wasn't what she thought it was. McGonagall looked over at Raina and said nothing. She gestured for Raina to go where the other champions were. Marshall didn't dare look at Raina. The Hall stayed silent, waiting anxiously to see what would happen next. Slowly, Raina stood up and walked passed Professor McGonagall. She walked passed Draco. He looked like he was about to faint. He was a sickening shade of pale. She looked away and entered the trophy room.
The three champions for each school stood in the trophy room, looking around. The champion for Beauxbatons was skinny and tall. She had straight brown hair and electric blue eyes. The champion for Durmstrang looked very serious about being in the tournament. His round green eyes darted everywhere in the room. He had a broad chest, high cheekbones and a chiseled jaw. David just sat on one of the trophy cases, waiting patiently. He noticed Raina and asked, "What are you doing here?"
The other two champions looked over at Raina. The doors to the trophy room burst open and the headmistress for Beauxbatons, the headmaster for Durmstrang and Professor McGonagall came in, all fussing and bickering. Behind them was the rest of the staff of Hogwarts. "Raina, how in the world did your name end up in that cup!" yelled Draco. His worried stage melted away and was replaced by anger.
"I don't know. I didn't even want to be in the tournament. "Liar" said Igor Karkaroff. Draco glared at the Durmstrang headmaster and turned his attention on Raina again. "Did you get an older student to put your name in?" he questioned. Raina's jaw dropped. "Excuse me? Why would I do that? You and mum always told me about the tournament. I knew what would happen if I did that! I didn't do anything to get my name in that cup! I'm innocent." Draco ran both of his hands through his hair.
"How are we supposed to get through his Minivera?" Draco asked. "We're going to have to do what we did with Potter. She stays in the tournament." Raina could tell that Draco really, really didn't want to hear that. "Fine." "Now you three, since you have been chosen as champions for the tournament, there is no turning back. As you know, you are going to be facing three difficult and dangerous tasks. At the end, the winner will hold the Triwizard Cup. Good luck." Professor McGonagall said her words and she turned back to Draco.
She said things to him that the others could not hear. When she stopped talking, Draco looked down and nodded. Then he left. "You may go now" McGonagall said to the champions. The others left the trophy room. On her way out, McGonagall stopped Raina and said, "Ms. Malfoy, I suggest you best be most cautious." "I will professor" replied Raina. She left the trophy room and went straight to the common room. When she got there, she saw most of the fifth years huddled around something on the couch.
"Am I missing something?" Raina asked. Everyone turned around and separated. It seemed that everyone huddled around Marshall, who was looking as pale as ever. He saw Raina and stood up, "Raina, I am so, so, so, so sorry. I thought I told the seventh year to place you under Hogwarts, not another school." Raina opened her mouth to say something and noticed that the others leaned in a little to hear. "Go you noisy vultures. This is a conversation between Marshall and myself. NOT YOU!"
With the intensity and seriousness coming from Raina's voice, everyone scattered and left to their dormitories. Raina went over to Marshall and said, "You have no idea how scared I am. How scared my father is. And how scared my mother is going to be when my dad tells her!" She covered her forehead with her hand and fell onto the couch. "I'm sorry Raina. I didn't expect things to spiral out of control." he apologized again.
"Well, what was done is done and there's no turning back to fix it." Raina said. At the same time, she and Marshall sighed. "At least you get to be part of the action" Marshall joked. Raina rolled her eyes, "Yeah, part of the life threatening action." Marshall's chuckles died down. A silence fell upon them. The silence was almost painful. "You know" Raina started. Marshall automatically brought his head up and looked at her. Then, Raina shook her head and sighed again. She stood up and left the common room. Leaving Marshall in silence.
A/n: ok u must think that the chapters are getting suckier and suckier. But I'm trying. I know My Heart Is In Your Hands was way better but i just like writing sequals. So don't hurt me!