Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, its characters or anything else you recognize from the books/movies. I do however own my OC and anything you don't recognize unless otherwise stated.
redvintage888 (guest): I'm not used to long comments being so civi;l it's very refreshing and relieving ^_^ Normally I write chapters that are at least 2,000 words but for this story I'm trying to stay above 4,500 words. And just to clarify the bit where you said (and I'm paraphrasing) you thought that Fiona should've had the same problems as Harry growing up; she grew up with both her parents who both love her so her home life is great. It's not until later on as she grows up and learns about her family/ancestors does she start to hate that she's related to Salazar and such. It's all an in her head struggle at the moment but it's too early into the story for me to start showing her pain and such. Just like how the movies/books get darker and more serious as they go so will this story. (hopefully, that's the plan.)
If there are any spelling mistakes please let me know, I kinda rushed through reading this cause I wanted to get it up. Last chapter for movie 4
"Potter, question you yet?" Draco asked as he sat on one of the smaller stones of the stone circle outside at the end of the bridge. Fiona stood a few feet from him holding her hands behind her back.
"I've been doing my best to avoid him." she said
"Ah."
"It's just he has so much to deal with right now, with the tournament." Fiona said quickly as she turned around. "Plus… I'd rather not get my head bitten off."
"Just use that cute pout you do."
"What cute pout?" Fiona asked as she tilted her head to the side. Draco chuckled.
"Never mind." He said with a smile.
"I don't think a cute pout would be able to save me." Fiona said as she shook her head.
"You could practice on me." he suggested. Fiona gave him a look and he flashed a smile. She shook her head with a slight smile and started to pace in front of him. "Hey." He leaned out and took her hand before he pulled her to him, making her stand between his legs. He held her chin to make her look up at him; he was a foot above her on the stone. "You two are close right?" Fiona nodded. "Then you'll be fine." He kissed her on the head as he let go of her chin. "You're best friends, nothing's going to change that."
"Maybe you're right."
"Of course I am." he said with a smirk. Fiona rolled her eyes with a smile. She just happened to look to the right and saw Harry and Hermione walking across the bridge. Fiona quickly moved behind Draco where she wasn't visible from the bridge. Draco leaned forward to see what she'd seen and turned around to face her. "You really are avoiding him." He hopped off the stone and wrapped his arms around her. She wrapped hers around him and laid her head against his chest. "Have the others questioned you?"
"Ron hasn't but…"
"Granger has?"
"She knows… like everything." Fiona said. "We talked after the ball."
"Everything?" he asked with a grimace.
"You say that like it's a bad thing." Fiona said lifting her head to look up at him.
"Well…" he looked away.
"She knows you're not completely heartless." Fiona said with a smirk. Draco looked down at her. "I even showed her that note you gave me last year during potions." His eyes widened as his cheeks went red and he looked away again.
"Wait… you kept those?" he asked looking back at her. It was Fiona's turn to look embarrassed. "All of them?" Fiona nodded as she avoided looking at him.
"M-Maybe."
"That's adorable." He said with a grin making her hide her face against his chest. He laughed as he held her closer.
…
Harry and Hermione stood in the middle of the bridge looking out at the view.
"Harry you told me you'd figured the egg out weeks ago." Hermione said. "The task is two days from now."
"Really? I had no idea." He said. "I suppose Viktor's already figured it out."
"I wouldn't know, we didn't actually talk about the tournament. Actually we didn't really talk at all, Viktor's more of a physical being." Harry started to smile and Hermione let out a slight laugh. "I just mean he's not particularly loquacious."
"Mhm?" Harry hummed pretending he knew what the word meant.
"Mostly he watches me study. It's a bit annoying actually. You are trying to figure this egg out aren't you?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean these tasks are supposed to test you, in the most brutal way they're almost cruel. And um," she moved to Harry's other side so he would look at her. "I'm scared for you… Fiona is too. You got by the dragon mostly on nerve, I'm not sure it's going to be enough this time."
"Hey Potter." The two turned to see Cedric. Harry started walking away, leaving Hermione. "Potter!"
"Cedric." Harry said looking back as Cedric came up to him.
"How-? How are you?"
"Spectacular."
"Look, I realize I never really thanked you properly for tipping me off about those dragons."
"Forget about it. I'm sure you would have done the same for me."
"Exactly. You know the prefects bathroom on the fifth floor?" Cedric asked. Harry nodded. Cedric leaned down to talk quietly. "It's not a bad place for a bath. Just take your egg and mull things over in the hot water." He said before talking away.
…
The next evening, Draco and Fiona headed down the corridor towards McGonagall's office.
"Wonder what McGonagall wants." Draco said. Fiona shrugged. "What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything." she said with a frown.
"Have you ever gotten in trouble?"
"Not that I can remember. At least not in this school." She said. Draco looked at her with a confused frown. "I went to muggle school with Harry before Hogwarts, didn't you know that?"
"No. You never mentioned it. You got in trouble there?"
"I may have… made few juice boxes explode in Dudley's face."
"Who?"
"Harry's mean muggle cousin."
"You made juice boxes explode?" Draco asked with an amused expression.
"He always pulled my pigtails." Fiona said as she crossed her arms with a pout.
"You wore your hair in pigtails?" Draco asked as he started to laugh.
"I was six!" Fiona frowned as he continued to laugh. "It's not that funny."
"No, I'm not laughing at you."
"Sure." Fiona said as she started to walk faster.
"I swear." He said as he quieted down. "I'm sorry you had to go to a muggle school and I'm sorry for laughing." He said as he took her hand and pulled her back to walk at his speed. "I was laughing at the image of you making juice boxes explode in pigtails."
"It's normal for kids that age to wear pigtails." Fiona said with a pout.
"I know. I bet you were adorable." He said letting go of her hand and putting his arm around her shoulders.
"Of course I was." Fiona said making Draco chuckle as she smiled up at him. They walked up to the archway to McGonagall's office and took his arm from around her.
"I'll see you tomorrow." He said. Fiona nodded before heading in. She saw Hermione standing there. Hermione turned to see her and looked confused. She turned back to McGonagall as Fiona came to stand next to her.
…
The next day, the Weasley twins were shouting, busy taking bets. Harry was walking along with Neville towards the dock to boat into the middle of the lake; he had some green plant life in his hand.
"You're sure about this Neville." Harry asked.
"Absolutely." Neville said.
"For an hour."
"Most likely."
"Most likely?"
"Well there is some debate among herbologists as to the effects of freshwater versus saltwater."
"You're telling me this now? You must be joking."
"I-I just wanted to help."
"Well that makes you sight better than Ron, Hermione and Fiona. Where are they anyway?"
"You seem a little tense Harry."
"Do I?"
…
"Welcome to the second task." Dumbledore said over the loud speaker. "Last night something was stolen from each of our champions. A treasure of sorts. These four treasures, one for each champion, now lie on the bottom of the black lake. In order to win each champion need only find their treasure and return to the surface. Simple enough. Except for this, they will have one hour to do so and one hour only. After that they'll be on their own. No magic will save them." Harry looked up at the spectators and saw Ron with a few of the others but not the girls. He looked towards Draco to see him looking around for someone.
"Put that in your mouth." Mad-Eye said to Harry. Harry put the gillyweed in his mouth and started choking.
"You may begin at the start of the cannon." Dumbledore said. The cannon fired immediately and the champions entered the water, three of them dove in while Harry was pushed. Underwater the effects of gillyweed took hold, Harry's hands and feet became webbed.
"What's the matter with him?" Seamus asked.
"I don't know I can't see him." Dean said.
"Oh my god! I've killed Harry Potter!" Neville gasped. Harry flew into the air like a dolphin and the crowd cheered.
Harry swam among the fish and rocks. Singing voices started echoing. Fleur got trapped by some Grindylows and was pulled down.
"The Beauxbatons champion Miss Delacour has unfortunately been forced to retire." Dumbledore said over the loudspeaker. "She will take no further part in this task."
Harry was still searching around. He heard muffled wails of the merpeople. He found Fiona, Hermione, Cho and a Fleur's sister, Gabriella, tied in place by their ankles. Harry untied Fiona's ankle. Cedric soon swam over. He shot the rope binding Cho with a spell before looking at Harry and tapping his watch with his wand. Harry nodded. Cedric left taking Cho with him. Harry took out his wand and was about to free Hermione when a merperson pointed a scepter at his throat. Others surrounded him.
"But she's my friend too!" Harry said to them.
"Only one." The merperson said. Suddenly they swam away, scared by something. What looked like a shark approached at high speed but it was Viktor with a shark head. He took Hermione and headed to the surface. Harry grabbed onto Fiona then noticed Gabriella was still there. He looked around for merpeople before shooting at the rope.
On the surface, the clock showed less than ten minutes left. Cedric and Cho emerged, the crowd cheered. Viktor and Hermione next, Viktor's head returning to normal. The crowd chanted 'Krum, Krum, Krum'. The Beauxbatons girls looked worried; Fleur was with them, in a robe.
Below the surface Harry swam up with Fiona and the blonde girl. His fingers started to return to normal. He was suddenly attacked by a bunch of Grindylows and got held down, he pushed Fiona and Gabriella towards the surface as he fought them off. He sent a blast out and they went away.
The clock struck the hour just as the two girls broke the surface. They coughed and gasped for breath. Fleur rushed to the ladder. Fiona made sure Gabriella's head stayed above the water and that she got to the ladder first.
"Viens, viens. Allez, c'est fini. Viens, donne ta main." Fleur spoke in French as she helped her out of the water. Once Gabriella was out Fleur hugged her before helping Fiona out. A few people rushed to give the girls towels and robes so they wouldn't freeze. Harry shot out of the water and landed on the deck by Dumbledore.
"Harry!"
"Get him another towel." Crouch shouted.
"I want all the judges over here now." Dumbledore shouted. Fleur came over to Harry.
"You saved her. Even though she wasn't yours to save. My little sister! Thank you!" She kissed Harry on each cheek. Hermione came up to him in a robe with a towel around her neck.
"Harry!"
"Hermione, ow!"
"Are you alright?" Hermione took the towel off of her and put it around him. You must be freezing! "Personally I think you behaved admirably."
"I finished last, Hermione." Harry said. She kissed him on the head.
"Next to last." Hermione said. "Fleur never got past 'ze grindylows'."
"Where's Fiona?"
"She's…" Hermione looked back and Harry followed her gaze to see Draco putting his coat and hat on Fiona.
"You don't have to-" Fiona said even though she was shivering.
"Nonsense, you'll freeze." Draco said as he pulled the coat closed and fixed the hat on her head.
"People can see us."
"So what?" He asked. "I don't care. You know I don't." He rubbed her arms. "As long as you're alright. Besides they already saw us at the dance." He said giving her a small smile. "If I'd known you'd be taken for this task I would've ask you to meet with me last night instead of escorting you. Maybe then they would've taken Weasley instead... C'mere." He put his arms around her and rubbed her back to keep her warm. Her entire face flushed and she was thankful it was against his shirt.
"Attention! Attention!" Dumbledore shouted into the loudspeaker. "The winner is... Mr. Diggory!" Cedric and his friends cheered. "For showing unique command of the bubblehead charm. However, seeing as Mr. Potter would have finished first, had it not been for his determination to rescue not only Miss Gaunt but the others as well. We've agreed to award him second place!" Everyone cheered. "For outstanding moral fiber."
…
Ron, Hermione and Harry got out of a boat back at the docks with the twins. Behind them Fiona, Draco and two of his friends got out of another boat. Harry looked back towards Fiona, still wearing Draco's hat and coat.
"All that moral fiber eh?" Fred asked. "It's great."
"Well done 'moral fiber'." George said before the two walked away. Harry turned to Fiona.
"Fiona-" he started to say said. Fiona's eyes widened and she was thankful Crouch was waiting for Harry.
"Congratulations Potter, fine achievement. Well done boy." He said.
"I'm sorry sir, I really need to-" Harry motioned to Fiona.
"I'll see you later, Harry." Fiona said quickly walking with Draco past the two. She went to take off his coat but he shook his head.
"Give it back later." He said with a smile before jogging to his friends who were waiting. Fiona went to join Ron and Hermione.
"See ya at Hagrid's Harry!" Ron called to him. He turned to Fiona who walked beside him. "Now, you may get to run from Harry right now but don't think we're not going to ask about back there. And the ball. Right, Hermione? You've been spending an awful lot of time away from Harry."
"It's none of our business, Ronald." Hermione said. Ron turned to look at her with wide eyes.
"It's none of our business?"
"Who Fiona chooses to associate with when she's not with us is her own decision."
"You knew?" Ron asked.
"One can only sneak out so many times before someone's going to notice." Hermione said making Fiona smile sheepishly.
"Sneak out?" Ron asked.
"I…" Fiona hesitated. "I've been sneaking out to the Chamber at night."
"The Chamber? The huge snake Chamber?"
"The snake is dead." Fiona said.
"Basilisk." Hermione corrected.
"Either way, it's dead, it's safe." Fiona said.
"Wait, don't tell me you've been sneaking to the Chamber with Malfoy?!" Ron asked.
"No, with Fred." Fiona said giving him a look.
"I would be okay with that." Ron muttered. "Harry's gonna flip." He said shaking his head. "First seeing you at the ball with Malfoy, now learning you two have a secret romantic hideaway."
"It's not… we…" Fiona let out a sigh. "I know I have to talk to Harry about it but he has so much to deal with right now. Besides I-I've only met with him… once or twice." Hermione gave her a look Ron didn't see.
"It's best to wait until after the tournament, if possible." she said with a nod. "Nobody brings it up, agreed." Fiona nodded. Hermione looked at Ron.
"Agreed." He said reluctantly.
…
"Now, I remember, I remember when I first met you all." Hagrid said as the five walked through the forest. "Biggest bunch of misfits I ever set eyes on. Suppose you remind me of meself a little. And here we all are, four years later."
"We're still misfits." Ron said with a laugh.
"Maybe. But we've all got each other, and Harry of course." Hagrid said. Harry was walking a head of the three. "Soon to be! The youngest! Tri-Wizard champion there's ever been! Hooray!" Hagrid shouted before laughing. Hermione laughed. "Hogwarts, Hogwarts," Hagrid sang. Hermione joined in.
"Hoggy Warty Hogwarts. Teach us something, please!" They sang, Ron and Fiona joining in. Fiona noticed Harry had stopped and was looking at something behind a tree. When he touched his forehead in pain she stopped singing and ran over.
"Mr. Crouch?" Harry asked. Fiona stood beside him and gasped seeing the lifeless body of Bart Crouch Sr. on the ground.
"Fiona, I need to talk to you." Harry said as he walked up to her in the common room.
"Uh, shouldn't you be heading to the third task?" Fiona asked.
"I have time." Harry said. "How long have you been seeing him?" he asked getting right to the point.
"What?" Fiona asked with a slight smile.
"You know what I'm talking about, Fiona. How long have you been seeing, Malfoy?"
"I… I was going to tell you-"
"Oh, were you? When? At the wedding?"
"Okay look, Mr. Sassypants." Fiona said as she frowned making Harry cross his arms. "I was going to wait until after the tournament to tell you; when you didn't have so much to worry about."
"You should've told me when it started!" he exclaimed with wide eyes. "How long?"
"It… it started… around the start of last year." She said as she looked away.
"Last year?" Harry asked, as if he hadn't seen the falling out the two had had. Fiona nodded.
"But… then we had a fight…" she said looking at her feet. "Then this year he asked me to the ball…"
"And you said yes." Harry said with a frown. "I wasn't going to say it then but if you needed a date we could've gone together-"
"I didn't-! I wasn't even planning on going to the dance even if Kosta had asked me-"
"Who?"
"The Drumstrang boy, th-the one who would smile at me and passed me notes during dinner."
"Wait what?" Harry's eyes widened, he apparently hadn't noticed any of that.
"I-" Fiona let out a sigh. "I was waiting for… him to ask me." she said. "I didn't want to go with you." Harry looked hurt. "Because if we went together it would only be as friends."
"Last year…" Harry took a breath. "I saw you on the map."
"What?" Fiona blinked.
"I saw you and Malfoy in Myrtle's bathroom. You were there then you were gone." Harry said. "The map only shows place the makers of it knew about. They didn't know about the Chamber of Secrets." Fiona looked down. "Is that where you've been seeing him?" she nodded. "See? He doesn't even want to be seen with you!"
"He does!"
"Fiona-!"
"I was the one that didn't want people to see us." She said. "He doesn't care what people think. He doesn't care I'm a half blood. He's not ashamed to be seen with me. We went to the ball together; we were one of the first ones to start dancing. Everyone saw us. And you saw him after the second task."
"That's because you're a Gaunt! You're related to his Dark Lord!" he shouted.
"He's not evil, Harry!" Fiona cried.
"What else have you done with him?" Harry asked as he tried not to glare.
"We went to Hogsmeade together too, a few times last year, that's it." She said with a shrug.
"You haven't kissed him, have you?" Harry asked with a grimace, looking like he didn't want to know the answer.
"Not yet…" she said quietly.
"Fiona…" Harry shook his head. "He's a Malfoy."
"You don't know him like I do."
"I know him plenty." Harry said. "Did you forget about all the times he's called Hermione a-! He's a Malfoy! He's not a good guy. He's not a good person!"
"He's different with me!"
"Of course he's different with you! He wants something! He's just using you!"
"I highly doubt he's just using me, okay? You haven't seen him… he… he brought me flowers and always tried to make me laugh…" Fiona smiled. "Passed me notes in class." Harry shook his head.
"He's the enemy!"
"Oh, you sound like Ron." Fiona said with a frown.
"He's in Slytherin."
"That doesn't make him a bad person. A person's house doesn't define them! It doesn't mean they're good or bad. Peter Pettigrew was in Gryffindor and look how that turned out!" Harry glared at her and she immediately regretted saying it. "You've met his father; you know what he has to deal with! How he was raised to think."
"Exactly! He was raised into a horrible person!"
"He can change!"
"Fiona, you can't change him. He's always going to be like that. People don't change."
"You don't know that!" Fiona shouted. Harry could see the tears coming to her eyes and his face softened slightly.
"Fiona… I'm just trying to protect you." He said, lowering in voice to a gentler tone. "That's what big brothers do, right?"
"I don't need protecting... Draco can protect me; he has protected." she said. "He came back for me, you know. Before school, at the world cup, I got separated too and he found me even though he had no idea where I would be and he didn't have to but he made sure I was safe. He can be good, Harry. I know he can." Her voice wavered and a few tears fell.
"I just don't want you to get hurt." Harry said as he put his hands on her shoulders. "Please, Fiona."
"You… you have to get ready for the third task." She said, looking down at her feet. And wiped her eyes on her sleeve.
"We're not done talking about this…"
"Yes we are. I'm… I like him and he likes me and you can't change that." She said. "Just be happy for me."
"I can't…" he whispered. "Anyone other than him… I-I can't."
"There are worse people in the world than him, Harry."
"I know. But they're not dating my sister." He said. Fiona tried to hold in a sob and he pulled her into his arms and she couldn't help it. She held onto the sides of his shirt as her shoulders shook. "I'm not happy about it… I don't think I ever will be… but…" he paused as he tightened his hold on her. "The second he does anything to hurt you… you tell me and Ron and I will both make him wish he'd never spoken to you. I'm sure Hermione will love to help too." Fiona nodded. "Promise?"
"I promise." She whispered before pulling her head back to look at him.
"Don't cry, Fee." He said as he wiped away her tears with his thumb. He slowly let her go and she wiped her eyes on her sleeves.
"Come on, you've got to get to the third task." She said. He nodded.
…
Outside the third task, a very large hedge maze, lively music was playing and a large crowd was gathered. The champions emerged. Each had their own group cheering for them. Fleur had her classmates cheering in French, Hogwarts students shouted Diggory or Potter and of course there was the Krum chant. Dumbledore walked up to a podium and called for everyone to be silent.
"Earlier today Professor Moody placed the tri-wizards cup deep within the maze." Dumbledore said. "Only he knows its exact position. Now as Mr. Diggory..." The crowd cheered on hearing his name. "and Mr. Potter," a group cheered for him. "tied for first position they will be the first to enter the maze. Followed by Mr. Krum..." The Bulgarian crowd went nuts. "and Miss Delacour." The Beauxbatons girls cheered. "The first person to touch the cup will be the winner." Everyone clapped and cheered. "I've instructed the staff to patrol the perimeter, if at any point should a contestant wish to withdraw from the task he or she need only send up red sparks with their wands. Contestants!" he turned to them. "Gather round. Quickly." He approached them as they walked to him. He spoke to them quietly. "Champions! Prepare yourselves." Cedric hugged his father.
"On the count of three... one..." The cannon went off. Mr. Filch shrugged comically. Dumbledore groaned. The music started again as Harry and Cedric entered the maze through different entrances. The entrance closed up behind Harry then Cedric. After a few moments Viktor entered the maze then a few moments after that Fleur entered. It wasn't long before a red flare was sent up. Fleur was retrieved and brought back to the start. There were a few branches and twigs in her hair and her clothes had dirt on them. A few people asked her if she saw the others but her head mistress waved at them to leave her alone.
After what seemed like forever, Harry appeared with Cedric's body. The crowd didn't understand what had taken place and they all cheered as triumphant music started to play. Harry wept on Cedric's body. Fleur stood up, realizing that Cedric was dead, and screamed.
"Harry! Harry!" Dumbledore tried to pry Harry from Cedric's body.
"No! No! No, stop…" Harry sobbed. The music stopped.
"For God's sake, Dumbledore, what's happened?" Fudge asked.
"He's back! He's back! Voldemort's back." Harry sobbed. "Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him, not there!"
"It's alright Harry. It's alright, he's home. You both are." Dumbledore said.
"Keep everybody in their seats." Fudge said loudly. "A boy has just been killed." He said more quietly to Snape and McGonagall. "The body must be moved Dumbledore, there are... too many people."
"Let me through. Let me through!" Amos shouted. "That's my son! My boy!" Amos broke down wailing. The crowd looked on distraught. Mad-Eye pulled Harry up and led him away. "No! NO!" Fiona didn't realize she was staring at Cedric's body, her hands shaking, until Hermione touched her arm. She jumped and turned to look at her with wide eyes.
"Are you alright?" she whispered. Fiona's mouth opened but no words came out. She shook her head. Dumbledore addressed the crowd and told them to return to the castle while they dealt with the situation. The crowd started moving down the stands and heading back to the carriages that had brought them there. Hermione had to lead Fiona along; even then she was a bit wobbly on her feet. Someone touched her shoulder and she turned her head to see Draco there, the worry clear on his face.
"Are you okay?" he asked. Hermione and Ron turned to see him, as they kept moving. Fiona shook her head and Draco walked along with her and made sure she didn't fall and that she got to safety away from the crowd. The heads of the houses guided the students back towards the castle, making sure everyone was accounted for, and told them to head straight to bed. Draco pulled Fiona to the side away from the crowd of students heading to the stairs. "Fiona?" She stumbled a bit before her legs gave out. "Fiona!"
…
Fiona opened her eyes to find Draco leaning over her.
"She's awake!" he called. Fiona turned her head to see Hermione and Ron sitting on one side of her and Draco standing on the other. Madame Pomfrey headed over to her.
"Can you sit up, dear?" she asked. Fiona nodded and slowly sat up, Draco helping a bit.
"What happened?"
"You fainted." Hermione said.
"Where's Harry?" Fiona asked. Ron and Hermione looked at each other then suddenly Harry came running into the hospital wing.
"Fiona!" he rushed over to her.
"Are you okay?" They asked in unison as Harry put his hands on her shoulders and she held onto his arms. Madame Pomfrey moved past Draco, who silently moved away, to hold out a glass to Fiona.
"Drink this." She said. Fiona took it.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked. Fiona nodded as she drank the glass' contents. She made a face as she handed the glass back to Madame Pomfrey.
"Are you okay?" Fiona asked him. Harry didn't answer.
"Mad-Eye Moody was… actually Barty Crouch Jr."
"Pollyjuice potion?" Hermione asked. Harry nodded.
"You three best get off to bed." Madame Pomfrey said. "Miss Gaunt will stay here just in case."
"Goodnight." Hermione said.
"Night." Ron said. "Feel better." The two started to leave.
"You sure you're alright?" Harry asked Fiona. She nodded again.
"Is…he's really… you saw him…?" Harry nodded. Fiona swallowed and nodded slowly before laying back down as she started to feel dizzy.
"Goodnight, Fee…" he said.
"Night, Harry." She said. Harry left with Hermione and Ron. Fiona sat up. "Draco?" He stepped out behind another curtain.
"Right here." He said as he hurried over to her. "I didn't leave." Fiona let out a breath.
"Mr. Malfoy." Madame Pomfrey said.
"I know." He said. "Just saying goodnight." She nodded and walked away. He turned back to Fiona. "Get some sleep." He said before kissing her on the forehead. She slowly laid back down.
"Night."
…
In the great hall the next morning, Dumbledore sat at his chair and spoke to all the students at assembly.
"Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss." Dumbledore stood. "Cedric Diggory was as you all know, exceptionally hard working, intricately fair minded. And most importantly a fierce, fierce friend. I think therefore you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort. The ministry of magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so, I think, would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain… we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me- reminds us, that while we may come from different places and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of recent events the bonds of friendship we made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that, and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain. You remember that. And we'll celebrate a boy who was… kind and honest and brave and true right to the very end."
…
There was a large crowd gathered outside, the students from the other schools were going home.
"Hermione, this is for you." Viktor Krum handed her some paper. "Write to me. Promise." He said. Hermione was smiling. He started to walk away and blew her a kiss.
"Bye." She said. Ron was sitting alone. Harry and Fiona walked, watching all the goodbyes with small smiles. The Beauxbatons girls left in uniform, in a line, the crowd applauded. The Durmstrang boys left too, shaking hands as they went.
"Do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?" Ron asked.
"No." The other three said in unison before chuckling.
"I didn't think so." Ron said. "Oh well. What's life without a few dragons?" The two boys started walking but stopped when they realized the girls hadn't moved.
"Everything's going to change now, isn't it?" Hermione asked.
"Yes." Harry said putting a hand on her shoulder. Hermione nodded.
"Promise you'll write this summer. Both of you."
"Well I won't. You know I won't." Ron said.
"Harry, will won't you?"
"Yeah. Every week." Harry said in a tone that made Ron laugh.
"Fiona, you'll put your letters with his?" Hermione asked. Fiona nodded. "Make sure he write." Fiona chuckled.
"Will do." They looked over the balcony, the flying horses pulling the carriage head off into the distance. The Bulgarians' ship went underwater. The three started walking back to enter the castle.
"Fiona… could I talk to you a moment?" Harry asked.
"Um…" she looked a bit unsure. Harry gave Ron and Hermione a quick look, asking to be alone.
"We'll meet up with you later." Ron said before he and Hermione walked off.
"If this is about Draco-"
"It's not… it's about his father. His father is a death eater. He was there, in the graveyard." Fiona turned to look out at the lake. "Fiona… that means he could be one too." Harry whispered.
"He's only 14."
"Maybe not now… besides I don't think Voldemort cares how old people are." Harry said giving her a look. "And… Malfoy's father mentioned…" he took a breath. "he mentioned keeping an eye on you all these years. What if he's doing that through Malfoy?"
"He wouldn't do that. Even Draco's not that good of an actor." Fiona said. "But… that means he knows about me…"
"He may have always known." Harry said. Fiona bit her bottom lip. "I won't let anything happen to you, Fee. I promise."