CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

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Ginny POV

I woke up barely remembering the night before. Then it all came back. Harry ditched me for Parkinson, and Zabini picked me up. Ugh, I couldn't be falling for that swine. No, I would do everything I could to not fall for him. I sighed and began to pull off my dress, which for some reason I had slept in. As I pulled the dress over my head, it dawned on me why I was still in it.

I was on a couch in the Common Room. I glanced around quickly and saw Dean on the stairs looking at me with wide eyes. I squeaked and pulled to covers around my chest.

"Did you see anything?" I barked viciously. He rubbed the back of his head and his cheeks grew a light shade of pink.

"I didn't stare if that helps…here, wear this," he said, pulling off his shirt. It seemed like one of those muggle movies when the hot boy pulls off his shirt in slow motion, and I tried not to drool over his well built chest.

'Well that's just great!' I screamed in my head, 'Go on a date with one guy, go home with another, and I'm checking out a third the next morning!' He tossed the shirt at me and I caught it, pulling it over my head.

"Thanks," I mumbled as I ran up the staircase into my dorm to get some real clothes.

Draco P.O.V.

After the Ball, Pansy and I had called it quits, and now I was single and ready to mingle. It had been a while since the Ball, but the thought of that Mudblood (Granger) stayed in my mind.

I was aimlessly wandering the hallways, not bothering to help Blaise help Harry study for the second task, which was tomorrow. I was walking down back towards the Common Room, when I heard my name being called.

"Mr. Malfoy!" I turned to see Dumbledore beckoning me towards him. I went towards him and practically spat.

"What?" I honestly was not in the mood to talk with the Headmaster, for when I did it was usually when I was in trouble. He pulled me into his office, and began to explain the second task to me. How the champion would have to rescue a loved one and blah blah blah. (A/N I know I'm skipping over what Dumbledore says. I'm this 1. Because Draco would skip over it 2. Because I'm too lazy to write it out and 3. Because you guys already know what the task is).

"So, professor, why do you need to tell me all of this?" I asked, scratching my head.

"Well, Mr. Malfoy, we have found that Mr. Potter cares most deeply for you, so we were hoping you would volunteer for the task." I was shocked, but agreed.

He cast the spell on me, and I fell into a deep,deep, sleep.

Blaise POV

"C'mon Harry, what have you got? How are you going to stay underwater and do whatever the task is?" I pestered a semi conscious Potter.

He groaned and shifted, mumbling a quiet nothing. I frowned; the second task was tomorrow, and yet we have nothing. I'm sure all the other champions have thought about it, and gotten the answer, them being older of course. In result, their maturity levels are higher.

It was half past eleven and here I was, doing Harry's dirty work, while the said person was slumped over a pile of books. I racked my brain. I don't think a wizard at Harry's age could hold a spell or charm that long, so that was out of the question. The others, could easily use it, as they have been taught much more. Harry's worst subject was Transfiguration, so he couldn't turn into a sea animal or fish. Perhaps, he could ingest something? Merlin! I'm so bloody stupid! Gillyweed! My mum used to eat it all the time when she was trying to research about different parts underwater for her bloody potions. Crackpot idea in my opinion.

"Potter! Get up; I've found the solution," I yelled into his ear. He jumped a mile up in surprise and yelped, erasing him out of the drowsy state he was in a minute ago.

"What is it?" he questioned, wiping the sleep out of his eyes.

"Gillyweed…" I answered breathlessly.

He frowned,"What in the name of Salazar Slytherin is that? Some kind of drug?"

I rolled his eyes and told him to go to bed. I would go to Snape's ingredients supply; he has a jar full of it, nab some, and poof! Slytherin has just found itself a winner.

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As soon as Harry crumbled into the water, I realized that I had killed the Boy Who Wouldn't Die. I stood up as a collective gasp filled the stands, and a few cheers from those bloody Gryffindors. He started to sink, and I immediately started to think of how many ways Drake would find to kill me with. Then all of a sudden he shot out of the water and did a backflip.

Cheers echoed through the stadium, minus a few groans from the lions. I sighed in relief falling back into my seat.

"Well, mate, looks like Draco won't be killing you today!" I heard a cheery voice call from behind me. I leaned back, and watched as Theodore Nott plopped himself down next to me. "You know, this whole thing is relatively stupid, we are just going to sit here staring at an empty lake for an hour or so?" Just as he finished his sentence, Dumbledore boomed.

"And Ms. Delacour is out of the task!"

I smirked at Theo, "Looks like they will be updating us on what is going on.." He orolled his eyes and we sat in silence until Cedric broke the surface. Then Krum. Where the bloody hell was Harry?

I started to notice that each champion was bringing up a friend or loved one with them. Cho Chang for Cedric and Hermione Granger-are they a thing now, I don't understand- for Krum. That's when it dawned on me, why Draco was missing, he must have been Harry's loved one. That's when everything came crashing down. I saw Harry surfacing with a soaking wet Drake and a little blonde girl. That's when the whispers came, and I realized the other two champions had only saved their girlfriends.

"Harry Potter is gay?"

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