THE POTTER TWINS AND THE TRIWZARD TOURNAMENT:

CHAPTER 14:

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Many things in this story are connected with my other story 'The twins who lived', And please leave your comments and reviews for my story...

"Lily? " Hazel thought he had a weird expression on his face. " Is that you?"

She groaned, this had happened before, sometimes Professor Snape addressed her as Lily, she didn't know what he did that till Sirius told him all about what happened at the time when Sirius, Remus, James, Lily,and Snape were at Hogwarts together.

Professor Snape sometimes hallucinated,She thought to herself,

"Professor..." That was her mistake, when she said, Professor.

"Lily, It's me, Severus." She looked an exact replica of Lily, except her eyes, but no one but Professor Snape had ever called her by her mother's name.

She hated Professor Snape's behavior with Harry, and Neville, Hermione and frankly with every other Gryffindor stusent. And herself, once her realized that she was not Lily and and the fact that she had James Potter's eyes. But despite all that she didn't want to lie about it. Detention for breaking into the office and what not. She knew she should have brought the Invisibility cloak but it was so she was desperate for the Gillyweed.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Hazel Potter!" Snape's eyes turned into slits as he stared at her. 'That obnoxious little ...' He thought to himself. 'James's daughter, she is, but the looks of a...'

"Yes, Professor."

"Detention, and that means missing the second task tomorrow."

"Yes, Sir." Her head bowed, and tone regretful, but she didn't regret it. Like Remus Lupin told her very often, innocence on the face like the mother, mind mischievous like Prongs.

Missing the 2nd task was out of option, she couldn't do that, she turned to leave, her wand in her hand,

"I am so sorry, Professor," She whispered. "Obliviate."

Her wand pointed to Snape's head, on the backside. She knew that hexing Professor was a major rule breaker. 'God, Hermione was a rule breaker, from the first year.'

She remembered Hermione putting Snape's cloak on fire in the first Quidditch match she and Harry ever played in. She got back to the Gryffindor common room, Dobby wasn't there yet, she was sleepy and exhausted. She left the food on the table and went to her dorm room. She laid her head on the pillow and ell asleep immediately.

"Wake up, Wake up, Wake up!" Ginny Weasley was standing on Hazel's head, "It's almost nine. Harry told me to tell you o come down."

"And how did you respond to that?" Hazel groped for her glasses as she asked cheekily.

Ginny punched her, as she looked at the clock.

"Ten minutes,"

She jumped out of the bed, and grabbed her clothes from the corner.

"You go! I'll be there."

Hazel went down to the grounds with in ten minutes, she hoped with all her heart that Dobby had given Harry the Gillyweed as she ran downstairs, Holding her hair back, and trying to tie them in to a ponytail, as she ran towards the grounds.

"Oh God, the task has started already!" She stood, gasping for air.

Ludo Bagman was commenting on the the task.

"1 Hour to retrieve with the hostages!"

"Hostages?" She slowly asked Ginny who was standing next to her.

Ginny's arm was on her shoulder. Hazel was still breathing heavily, her hands on the knees and breathing in and out.

"Take your own hostage!" The merman were pulling at Harry, when Harry tried to get to Hermione. He looked around, Ron was his hostage, it would have been Hazel if she wasn't a Champion. Harry hoped she was here.

"We don't help!" The merman croaked as harry tried to opened his mouth.

There was no sign of other champions, 'Hurry up, already,"

He looked over to Fleur Delcour's younger sister. And Cho Chang as Cerdric's to rescue.

Harry looked up and saw Cedric swimming towards them. There was an enormous bubble around his head, which made his features look oddly wide and stretched. 'Got lost!' he mouthed, looking panic-stricken.

'Fleur and Krum're coming now!"

Harry swallowed a lot of water. And coughed and tried to get it out.

Hazel looked squirmy,

"What's happening?" Ginny looked panicked.

Hazel vomited and water came out.

"Hazey?"

"Something's up!"

A shark came up at Harry and it came closer. Harry tried to go the other way,

"Ahh" The shark's teeth went through Harry's arm.

"Hazey, what's happening?" Ginny looked bewildered.

Hazel's light pink t-shirt was now blood stain,

"Oh, crap!" Hazel looked at her, "Harry got bit."

"So why are you bleeding?" Ginny screamed.

"Shut up, you prat!" Hazel snapped at her.

She held her arm, and went to the back, Ginny followed her.

Harry was feeling queasy. It was very slow work. He could no longer use his webbed hands to propel himself forwards; he worked his flippers furiously, but Ron and Fleur's sister were like potato-filled sacks dragging him back down … he fixed his eyes skywards, though he knew he must still be very deep, the water above him was so dark.

Harry kicked his legs so hard and fast it felt as though his muscles were screaming in protest; his very brain felt waterlogged, he couldn't breathe, he needed oxygen, he had to keep going, he could not stop – And then he felt his head break the surface of the lake; wonderful, cold, clear air was making his wet face sting; he gulped it down, feeling as though he had never breathed properly before, and, panting, pulled Ron and the little girl up with him.

Hazel fell to the floor, her legs pained, and it felt as if she was being drowned. Ginny looked at her. Her face was pale and kind of blue. She took out a tube from her pocket. Her arm was bleeding too much. It was a bruise clearer. Ginny took the tube from her and put it on Hazel's arm.

"Look, Harry's here!" Ginny was now supporting Hazel by the arm, she pointed.

All around him, wild, green-haired heads were emerging out of the water with him, but they were smiling at him.

They thought that Ron and the little girl might be dead, but they were wrong … both of them had opened their eyes; the girl looked scared and confused, but Ron merely expelled a great spout of water, blinked in the bright light, turned to Harry and said,

'Wet, this, isn't it?' Then he spotted Fleur's sister. 'What did you bring her for?'

'Fleur didn't turn up. I couldn't leave her,' Harry panted.

Harry, you prat,' said Ron, 'you didn't take that song thing seriously, did you? Dumbledore wouldn't have let any of us drown!'

'But the song said –'

'Only to make sure you got back inside the time limit!' said Ron. 'I hope you didn't waste time down there acting the hero!'

Harry felt both stupid and annoyed. They pulled Fleur's sister through the water, back towards the bank where the judges stood watching, twenty merpeople accompanying them like a guard of honour, singing their horrible screechy songs. Harry could see Madam Pomfrey fussing over Hermione, Krum, Cedric and Cho, all of whom were wrapped in thick blankets.

'Gabrielle! Gabrielle! Is she alive? Is she 'urt?'

'She's fine!' Harry tried to tell her, but he was so exhausted he could hardly talk, let alone shout.

Hazel came slowly to him, she sat on the floor, next to Harry.

"You did great!" She whispered.

"Are you okay?"

"Alright!" She said hoarsely.

Madam Pomfrey threw a blanket over him, and pushed a cup in his hand, with a potion.

'Harry, well done!' Hermione cried. 'You did it, you found out how, all by yourself!'

Hazel looked at his arm, it was healing, but no completely, as her arm was. She took the tube, and handed it to Harry. Harry rubbed the ointment on his arm. The wound disappeared on from both of their arms. Hazel smiled. The 2nd task was over.