Chapter 17:
"Hey ugly! Want a badge to support your boyfriend?" Malfoy shouted across the hall, tossing one of the "Support Cedric Diggory badges" to Christine.
Jermaine flicked it away lazily with her wand, causing it to hit Malfoy on the head. Hard.
"Don't, wear one of those," Christine said forcefully to Cedric when he caught up with her later.
"Yeah, I'm not low enough to wear those," he said, kissing her on her cheek.
Christine had been rather cool with Cedric for the past few weeks. The first task had been drawing nearer nearer too but Cedric had absolutely no idea what he was up against although the rest of the champions seemed to...
"Cedric? Are you all right?" Christine asked while studying in the library with Cedric.
"I'm...I'm fine..." he said, smilinghesitatingly.
"You, are lying," she said plainly, smiling at him.
He pushed his chair backwards and massaged his temples, saying, "The first task, is Dragons,"
"What! " She said horror stricken.
"Harry Potter came up to me today before Charms and told me. I don't know how he knew but…"
"The weakest point of a dragon is its eyes..." she said, pointing and poking the book feverishly as she looked at Cedric with excited eyes.
"Let me see that," he said taking the book.
"But I can't use it,"
"Why not?" she snapped.
"It's not fair, champions aren't supposed to receive help,"
"Do you not think that Fleur and that Bulgarian boy are getting help from their headmasters and mistresses? And Potter!" she barked, "Is obviously getting help from Moody,"
"Really...?"
"So you are all on you're own now, and-"
"I still won't. It's against my principles," he said.
Taking in a deep breath ands standing up, she said coldly, "Fine, now I know how much your life is worth to you," before swinging her bag over her shoulder and leaving.
"Do you think Cedric has found a way yet?" Lyn asked Christine the next week at the spectators stand.
"I don't know..." she answered worriedly in the crowd, trying to spot him.
"I think you should go see him before it starts," Kimberly said referring to the first task.
"Jermaine! Follow me," Christine said, dragging her by her scarf.
Both crept down to the area behind the champion's stand.
There, Christine slowly drew back the yellowish/brown cloth and on seeing him, she whispered, "Cedriccccc!"
Not getting any response, she said again in an exaggerated whisper, "CEDRICCCCC!"
"Is someone calling me?" Cedric said, asking Harry.
"Psst! Dumbass! Over here!" Jermaine said impatiently from behind the cloth.
On spotting them, Cedric hurried forward and pressed his ear against the cloth, saying, "Jermaine?"
"And Christine," Christine said.
Cedric pressed his hand against hers and said, "What are you doing here?"
"Do you know what you are going to do?"
"Not really,"
"What!"
"Hit the damn thing in the eye!" Jermaine said.
"Okay. Don't force him Jer, it's against his principles,"Christine mimicked in a prissy voice before saying, "Look, try causing a distraction. Transfigure something with you wand (obviously) into an animal. Dogs hate dragons. If the dragon is about to attack you the dog, being loyal will probably distract it by I don't know...Barking at it?" she said feebly.
"Just use the damn eye-curse thingamamie," Jermaine muttered.
"Cedric Diggory?" a booming voice came from within the tent.
Throwing back the tent flap, he gave her a big hug and a kiss on her lips before hurriedly dashing back in.
"We'd better get back. It's about to start soon," Jermaine muttered as Christine reluctantly drew away from the tent.
While making their way back to the tent, they saw the dragons. Four, big, ugly brutes there, breathing fire and roaring. Christine felt Jermaine's body draw closer to her in fear as they walked away. By the time they got back to the stand, the loud, booming sound of a canon was heard as it was shot. That was the time too when Cedric emerged from the tent... The raucous chatter died down and the stadium was silent. All that could be heard was the Dragon roaring and swishing its tail cautiously, protecting her eggs.
It breathed and shot a jet of flames at Cedric who deflected it with some sort of water spell.
"THE DOG THING! USE YOUR WAND, DAMMIT!" Christine shouted.
Looking at her had distracted him. The dragon's tail came out of no where and hit him in the stomach, sending him into the hard, stone walls. The crowd gasped as this happened. Clutching his stomach, he stood up angrily and shot a spell into it's eyes. Not having practiced this spell before, it did not have a hundred percent effect on the dragon. It merely roared and blinked it's eyes stupidly for a few minutes. On seeing this, he desperately transfigured a rock opposite the stadium into a large husky.
The plan had worked. The dragon was momentarily distracted by the canine and went after it, tearing it into bloody pieces.That gave Cedric enough time to rush out and grab the egg, but the dragon chose to turn back and give it's last shot of flame...
A thick orange paste covered part of Cedric's handsome face when he emerged from the tent. He was free to go. When he spotted the triplets and Christine, he walked over to them, asking where Christine was.
"She was perspiring all the time..."
"Yeah and it's all your fault!" accused Kimberly.
"She's somewhere around. She was...erm...A bit angry with you..."
"What! What for?" he exclaimed.
"She said that...She knew that this competition was...Going to harm you or something," Lyn said.
"OI CEDRIC. BACK TO OUR COMMON ROOM!" exclaimed an excited Hufflepuff, as Cedric was pulled away by his group of friends...
Christine had chosen to ignore Cedric for the next few weeks despite his many attempts to talk to her. Her face which usually had a pink, healthy tinge to it was now as white as a sheet.
"I'm fine now...Look at me Christine!" Cedri said frustrated.
"There are some injuries which cannot be healed by magic! I won't talk to you ever and ever again until you are out of this stupid, mindless thing!" She shot at him angrily, before heading off to divination.
She sat herself down on a chair next to the triplets. The sweet and synthetic smell of boiled herbs gave her a headache and made her feel weak and dizzy...
"What did she ask us to do again?" she asked lazily.
"To stare into the deep magic within the orbs...TO BROADEN OUR VISIONS...TO SEE PAST THE-"
"That's enough Kimberly!" Jermaine snapped.
Christine lay her head on the table and looked at the orb with no interest.
"Tomorrow's weather forcast... A copious amount of fog will be taking over Hogwarts..."Jermaine said sleepily.
Then the face of Cedric materialized out of no where. Frowning, Christine squinted her eyes and moved closer to the orb, gaping in horror. He was at some sort of grave yard...With Harry Potter and two other people...With many men in black cloaks...Then a hideous figure appeared...A figure which was man like but by no means human...And then a flash of green light came as fast as lightning.
"What the-"
The orb shattered into bits as Christine jumped back.
"What is it?" Professor Trelawny asked suspiciously and cautiously, "Your orb... Ithas shattered itself. It must have revealed you to dark magic! My dear...I fear that you are in great danger...
"Oh brother..."Jermaine muttered, as Professor Trelawney began to rhapsodize to the class about Christine's fate.
Lynette took a look at Christine's face, only to find it white as ever...
"Are ou okay?" She asked, putting a comforting arm around her.
"I...I saw Cedric..."
"He's fine. You know how woolly the subject is anyway, don't you?" Jermaine said as she ruffled through her pages of her textbook.
"I..I saw him...At this graveyard thing...I think he's going to die..."
"Cedric...You have got to listen to me," She said urgently, trying to catch up with him.
"I though you did'nt want to talk to me? Ever and ever again?" he replied angrily, "And now you want me to get out of this competition?
"I know it sounds stupid, but-"
"Look. Kimberly told me what you saw that day in the orb. You of all people should know how unreliable Divination is," he said, still not lookingat her.
Growing angry, tears began to unknowingly fill her eyes, "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!"
"I do!" he said, turning around and facing her angrily, "Stop acting like my mother!"
"I am not acting!" she replied angrily.
"Well, maybe it's because you lost your mother that you-" he said in a loud voice which was loud enough for the whole corridor to hear but stopped when he saw the horror on Christine's face.
"I'm...I'm sorry it jsut came out I didn't mean it," he stammered, trying to put an arm around her.
Pushing him away, she shook her head slowly saying, "I'll never forget those words you said Cedric...I'll never forget," she said in a bereaved tone.
okay. another boring story but you guys need to know that there has got to be build up for the rest of the stories. ((:
THE YULE BALL IS UP NEXT!
now that should be intersting :D
btw, this chapter is dedicated to a friend who has reviewed my stories time and again. she's really nice and her birthday is...uhm...dont know. soon well, her pen name is Jillie so read her stories yep? they are really good ((: