Arashi: Last chapter before its my version. If there is anything you wish to see please let me now since I'm willing to have suggestions. Please enjoy the story…

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Ch 12: Unexpected Champion

Draco looked down at the sleeping half-demon. He smiled and brushed a finger along the sleeping boy's furry ear. He chuckled when the ear twitched. Draco then turned to look back out the window. He sighed as he threaded his hand through Ridire's hair. His thoughts drifted off to the boy whose head was nestled in his lap.

Draco did not know when his feelings towards his friend had changed. The two had been the best of friends for their first three years of school. They had been through everything together. But now, Draco could sense his feelings towards his friend were changing. He loved to be around Ridire, he loved to see him happy. Draco could tell that he saw him more than a friend, wished Ridire was more than a friend. Draco sighed softly. The only problem was that he did not know how Ridire would take it if he revealed his feelings.

As he was gazing out the window, bleary silver eyes opened to gaze up at the face above him. Ridire smiled at the unaware wizard. He reached up and tugged lightly on a lock of light blonde hair. Draco yelped and looked down at the other boy with wide eyes. Ridire chuckled and sat up. "Are we there yet?"

Draco glared at him before shaking his head. He, then, answered Ridire's question. "Not quite yet, in an hour or so we will be."

Ridire nodded. "Excited for this year?"

"I suppose. I can't believe though that they are holding the Triwizard Tournament during the middle of a war."

"They want some sort of entertainment I suppose. Or at least to give people the excuse to take their minds of the war."

"With a dangerous tournament? Surely Dumbledore has finally lost his few remaining marbles."

Ridire chuckled. "Grandfather told me that they will probably impose an age limit."

Draco nodded before leaning against Ridire. "Anything special supposed to happen this year?"

Ridire was silent was several moments. "In relation to the Tournament? I don't think

Grandfather has anything planned. I could be wrong though. Contrary to belief, he doesn't tell me everything."

Draco's cheeks tinged pink, but, before he could reply, the compartment door slid open with a bang. The boys' head swiveled towards the door to see a fuming Austin flanked by Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. Ridire sighed irritably. "Is there something you want, Potter? I really don't feel like dealing with your idiocy right now."

Austin exploded. Ridire wished it was a literal explosion, but alas, unfortunately for him, it was not to be. Ridire sighed and broke out of his thoughts to listen to Austin's ranting.

"-KNOW IT WAS YOU WHO DID IT AT THE QUIDDITCH MATCH!! I-"

Draco interrupted him. "Did what, Potter? You need to be more specific."

The Gryffindor growled much like his House mascot. "The pranking, you idiots!"

Ridire chuckled. "But that require the use of wands would it not? You do remember that it is forbidden to use magic outside of school, right? Therefore, it could not have been us."

"I don't know how you did it, but I know it was you!"

Ridire's amused grin became darker. "I've had enough with you, Potter. That's enough, so leave us be before I force you."

Austin made to reply, but a pale Hermione and Ron dragged him out of the compartment. The door slid shut with a thud. Ridire sat back with a sigh. "Wish we could do something about that idiot."

Draco chuckled and nodded.

-Time Skip to Feast-

The sorting had already taken place and now the students and staff were eating. After the meal was over, Dumbledore stood up to make some announcements. Ridire toned him out until he heard the mention of the Triwizard Tournament. All the students were muttering excitedly. But then the Headmaster decided to rain on their parade, telling them about the age restrictions. Groans were heard throughout the Hall. Ridire held back a snigger. Draco looked to be doing the same.

-Time Skip to the Champion Selection-

Ridire and Draco sat near the Durmstrang students as they waited for the selection of the Champions. Suddenly, the goblet flared red. Dumbledore caught a piece of paper that flew out. He read the paper and called out, "Beaubatons' Champion is… Fleur Delacour!"

There was applause and Fleur was beckoned towards a side room to wait. Soon after she left, the Goblet flared again. Dumbledore caught another piece of paper. He read it aloud.

"The Champion for Durmstrang is… Viktor Krum!"

A cheer and applause arose as Viktor was beckoned to the same side chamber as Fleur. The Hogwarts students then waited with bated breath to see who their champion was. They did not have to wait long. The Goblet flared and a paper floated out. Dumbledore caught it and read it aloud. "And finally, the Champion for Hogwarts shall be… Cedric Diggory!"

There were some disappointed noises, but most students cheered at the selection. Cedric disappeared into the side room. Dumbledore then addressed the gathered students. His speech did not get very far, however. The Goblet, unexpectedly, flared once more. The gathered witches and wizards looked at the paper in confusion. Draco and Ridire exchanged looks. What was going on? Dumbledore caught the paper. He stared at the name for a long time before reading the name.

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I was debating whether or not I should end it here.

Would Ridire's name be called?

Or maybe Austin's name, some wizard wanting to get him out of the way?

But then I realized that my readers would probably hate me so I decided to continue… see? I'm nice! Would the readers review now please?

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"Ridire Darknight."

Draco and Ridire exchanged startled glances. Ridire hadn't entered his name into the Goblet! What was going on? Ridire snuck a glance towards his grandfather. Lenox was staring at Dumbledore is surprise and the beginnings of realization and horror. Ridire also came to a realization as he climbed to his feet and walked towards the side chamber. The spy may have found out about him and was trying to get him out of the way. It may be the only explanation if his grandfather did not know what was going on.

Ridire entered the chamber and the other Champions gave him a confused look. Cedric spoke, "Do they want us back in the Hall?"

Ridire shook his head and leaned against a wall. "Due to circumstances completely beyond my control, not that most of Hogwarts is going to believe me, I am the fourth Champion." He then muttered his next statement, though the rest of the Champions heard him. "I swear someone is out to get me. And when I find out whom…"

The Champions stood in silence for a few moments before their Headmasters burst into the room. McGonagall and Lenox followed Dumbledore. Madame Maxime was complaining to Dumbledore in a heavy French accent. Karkaroff was silent, but immediately started staring at Ridire as soon as he entered the room. Dumbledore marched up to Ridire. "How did you put your name in the Goblet, Mr. Darknight? Did you get another student to put your name in for you?"

Ridire scowled. "I did nothing, Professor. And though you probably will not believe me, I had nothing to do with putting my name in the Goblet. Also, wouldn't the Goblet have had to have a powerful Confundus Charm placed on it to have it spit out two Hogwarts' Champions?"

Dumbledore gave him a suspicious look. "But who would want to place your name in the Goblet? Besides you being a half-demon, you really are not a person of importance. Unless, of course, there is something you are not telling me."

Ridire grit his teeth together, and he could see, out of the corner of his eye, Lenox's eyes darken. Ridire sneered. "I wouldn't know the person's motive, Headmaster."

Dumbledore gave him another suspicious look before turning away. Maxime started ranting again on how they couldn't possibly let Ridire compete because it wasn't fair to the other schools. Ridire decided to speak up. "With all due respect, Madame, I have to compete now whether I like it or not. As for trying to gain glory for my school, as you earlier put it, the whole of Hogwarts now is going to hate me, besides possibly my own

House, but we are hated anyways." He turned to Dumbledore. "When is the first Task?"

After he had received his answer he turned on his heel. "I will take my leave, then. There is no point to me being here."

The occupants of the room watched as Ridire stormed out of the room.

-Not Much Later in the Slytherin Dorm-

Ridire burst into the Common room startling the students. The student parted before his palpable fury. They watched as the boy flopped down onto a couch in front of the fireplace. No one dared to approach the irate boy until one brave soul stepped forward.

Draco crept closer to his friend. He stepped around the couch and sat down next to Ridire. Slowly he reached out and wrapped his arms around the other boy. Almost immediately Ridire stiffened, but Draco did not let go. After several tense moments, Ridire finally relaxed, and he clutched at Draco, holding close to him. He buried his face into Draco's neck. Draco blushed but held his friend close. "You didn't do it did you?"

Ridire shook his head. Draco's heart leapt at the feeling of Ridire's hot breath against his neck, but he crushed the feeling to focus on his friend's needs. Ridire noticed the brief fluttering of Draco's heart but said nothing. He breathed in his friend's scent before sighing softly. He sat up. "Can I talk to you privately, Dray?"

The blonde haired boy nodded and released Ridire. The boys then stood up and made their way to Ridire's bedroom. Ridire locked the door behind him and then moved to sit on the bed. Draco sat next to him, leaning against the pillows. Ridire crawled towards him. "Will you hold me, Dray?"

Draco pulled the other boy into his arms. "Ri?"

Ridire sighed and rested his head against Draco's chest. "I really didn't want to have to worry about the Tournament this year. But now I will have to worry about it and more so than the other Champions as well. I think it was the spy, Draco. I don't know who else it could be because Grandfather had no hand in this. It worries me, Dray. Did the spy find out somehow? So, who is the spy? What will the spy do? Luckily only Mother, Father, you, Cissa, and Luc know that Lenox is really Grandfather, but what about me, and you as well? What did the spy find out? Was it really the spy? What will happen now? I don't know what to do, Dray."

Draco pulled Ridire tightly to his chest and kissed the top of his head. He could not see Ridire's face so he missed the blush on Ridire's face. Our poor boys… they don't about the mutual feelings yet. Oh well, it's more fun for this author! Coughs… but back to this story shall we?

Draco nuzzled his love's hair. He paused startled at the thought. Love? He smiled then. Yes. It was definitely more than just a crush he had, he loved the half-demon, and with all his heart. He only wished that Ridire returned the feelings. He then spoke softly. "Relax, Ri. You are thinking too much. Everything will turn out in the end, right? I'm here with you to help you because you are my friend. We will get through things together, right?"

Ridire turned to look at Draco. He smiled and hugged him. "Thank you, Draco. You are the best friend I could ever ask for."

Draco smiled and hugged him back. "Come on, Ridire. Let's go see your grandfather and see what he has to say, alright?"

Ridire nodded and the two boys left to go see the DADA professor.

-With Professor Lenox-

"Unfortunately, we have no idea who the spy is. I'm working on it; so far I have come up with nothing. You will have to proceed with the completion, Ridire, but be extra careful.

We have no idea what the person has planned. We don't even know for sure if it is the spy or not."

"I understand, Grandfather. Now, one last question."

"Yes, Ridire?"

"Any idea what the first Task is about?"

Lenox burst out laughing. "I'm sorry, but you'll have to figure that out for yourself." He then winked. "I'm sure the grounds may hold some answers though."

Ridire paused before grabbing Draco's hand and dragging him out the door. Lenox conjured a glass of wine and sat back in his leather chair as the door slammed. "Perhaps I should have told him that the clue wouldn't arrive until a few days before the Task? Oh well, I'm sure he'll find out sooner or later."

-Several Hours Later-

Draco hid his sniggers from a fuming Ridire. The silver eyed half-demon was pacing in front of the Slytherin Common Room fireplace. "That man! He knew didn't he!? He knew that I wouldn't find anything yet! But did he tell me? Nooooooo, of course not!"

The irritated boy growled, still pacing. He ignored the sniggering grey-eyed boy behind him. However, Draco couldn't take it anymore and burst into laughter. Ridire's eyes glinted and he pounced on the laughing wizard. The two fell off the couch with a thud.

Ridire pinned the laughing boy to the floor, his hands held above his head. Ridire waited until the boy's laughter trailed off. Draco paled slightly as Ridire bared his fangs. "R-Ri? You're not going to hurt me are you? I'm really sorry!"

Ridire bent closer to Draco and the blonde haired boy stilled immediately. A light blush blossomed across his face and his pulse sped up. Ridire bent closer before he suddenly stilled and he stiffened. He immediately scrambled off of Draco with a blush across his face. He muttered what sounded like an apology and quickly ran away towards his room. Draco watched him leave, watching him with a confused expression.

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