A vein in Violet's forehead was throbbing painfully; it could even be seen against her temple. She couldn't stand listening to them talk so negatively about Harry. She and Evangeline were trying to read peacefully about the Dark Arts at the edge of the lake. The Beauxbatons girls had arrived only minutes ago, but their accents were driving the twins crazy.
"Would you shut up?" Evangeline shouted.
The French girls looked over and then away, talking a little quieter.
"Bitches," Violet muttered darkly.
"Now, now, Violet," Evangeline said.
"They are probably in love with 'im," another said.
"Shut the hell up!" Violet barked, snapping her book shut. She walked over, glaring down at them. As her teal hair covered her black eyes, it gave her an oddly demontic look. She smacked one with her book.
"Ow!" she cried, looking up at Violet and glaring.
Violet shrugged. "Yeah, do shut up."
The French girl clawed at her leg, causing Violet to jump back, holding her calf.
"Cut your damn nails!" she shouted. Evangeline ran over and kicked the girl in her lower back.
"Hurt my sister, and you hurt me," she said, glaring.
The French girl stood up and sprang at Evangeline. They started grappling with each other, so Violet looked at the other two.
"Two against one?" she asked and lunged towards them.
Students came over and watched, but of course, one had to spoil everything and got a teacher. Snape came flying down from the castle with McGonagall at his heels. He grabbed Violet by the back of her shirt and pulled her away. McGonagall pulled Evangeline away by her arms. Violet smirked, sporting a black eye and a cut lip. But she was relatively fine. Evangeline had a few bruises on her arms, and a bloody nose. She also smirked, placing her hands on her hips.
The Beauxbatons girls hadn't faired quite as well as the twins. The one Evangeline had been fighting winced when she moved, and Violet's opponets both had bloody noses and bruised faces, clawed arms and ripped robes. Violet cackled, taking in their appearance.
Snape looked down at her and sighed.
"Why did this start?" he asked.
"They were saying Harry couldn't win," Evangeline said.
"Personally, I'm hoping he doesn't," Violet said. Evangeline elbowed her sharply in the ribs. "But, I mean, he's our friend, so we have to stick up for him."
Snape and McGonagall started walking away with them.
"You'll both have detention with me," he said. They reached the entrance to the school, and Snape pulled out his wand. He pointed it at Evangeline and washed the blood away. Then he turned to Violet, pointing the wand at her eye.
"Oh, no you don't!" Violet said, ducking behind McGonagall. "I like this bruise!"
"Then let me heal your lip," Snape said. McGonagall moved, but Violet moved with her.
"No! My wounds!" Violet said.
Snape reached around McGonagall and pulled her away. Violet glared, but Snape didn't clean her up.
"Thanks, Sevvey!" Violet said, and they went into the Great Hall.
The girls walked walked down to what they thought would be the Quidditch field. Instead, it looked as if somebody had been building long, low walls all over that looked like they twisted an crisscrossed in different directions.
"That just screams trouble," Violet moaned as they stomped onto the stands they wanted front row seats, so they could make sure they didn't miss anything.
"Maybe everything will be okay," said Evangeline running her hands along her scarf. Five minutes later, the stands were packed full of people.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" said a man. "The third and final task of the Twiwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me remind you of how to points currently stand! Tied in first place with eighty-five points each - Cedric Diggory-" he was interrupted by a bunch of fan girl screams. Violet and Evangeline glanced up at them, confused.
"Harry Potter-" the Gryffindors and the girls THIS time let out their screams. "Both support the Hogwarts school! In second place with eighty points Viktor Krum-" girls in the stands cheered along with Durmstag and Violet. Evangeline elbowed her.
"We're supposed to be cheering for Harry!" she said as a group of boys cheered for Fluer Delacour.
"Eh, he should be happy we're even here," Violet shrugged.
"So - on my whistle, Harry and Cedric!" he said in his annoyingly cheerful voice. "Three-two-one." He gave a short blast of his whistle, and the two hurried forward into the depths of the maze. A couple seconds passed, then he blew his whistle for Krum, then Fluer. Violet was shaking her tips turning black once again. Evangeline patted her on the back and Ron and Hermione plopped on either sie of the twins.
"We were looking for you," said Hermione. "What's wrong Violet?" Violet just stared ahead. Evangeline smiled nervously.
"She's fine," she lied. "She's just - thinking." Ron and Hermione didn't seem to believe her. Seconds turned to minutes. Everyone wiggled in their seats waiting in inticipation. Suddenly, red sparks shot up into the air. Violet sighed, hoping it was Harry, but instead they brought back Fluer who was now out of the competition. Minutes later, sparks flew up once again. Violet felt her throat go dry as they brought back Krum. She felt her eyes changing. Harry was still in it - what was going on inside? Evangeline was starting to get worried as well. Why was it taking so long? Suddenly, Harry slammed to the ground. He was clutching the cup and holding something that looked like a body beneath him. Everyone screamed.
"I-is that Cedric?" Evangeline whispered. Something flashed before Violet's eyes. A pale man - slits for nostrills, eyes the color of blood. He was laughing. It was a cold high laugh and goosebumps trickled down Violet's neck. People ran past the twins. Cho Chang was crying hysterically along with many other girls.
"What did you see?" Evangeline whispered.
"Voldemort," said Violet. "Voldemort's back - Harry won."
"CEDRIC DIGGORY'S DEAD!" they all screeched. Evangeline thought of what her sister had said. If Voldemort was back - he would take many more lives after Cedric just like he did before. Evangeline stood up and ran to Harry. Violet followed, though slower. She felt ill. Harry stood up dirt and blood staining his face and clothes. He seemed dizzy and looked pale.
"We'll take him to the hospital," she said. Someone shoved her out of the way sending her falling to the ground. She looked up and saw Mad Eye Moody tugging Harry along. It didn't seem anyone had noticed.
"Evangeline!" Violet cried helping her up. "Are you alright?"
"Yes," she said keeping her eyes locked on Harry and Moody. "But I don't think Moody's taking Harry to the hospital..." As if on cue, the girls glanced at each other than sneakily chased after Moody. They saw him pull Harry down the hall then disapear into a room. The girls ran up to it and saw it was his office.
"Why didn't he take Harry to the nurse?" Violet questioned.
"I don't know," said Evangeline. "But I think Snape ought to know." The girls ran back to the field and saw everyone looking around frantically. The girls ran to Snape.
"Mad Eye took him," they said. "He took Harry to his office!" Snape rounded up Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.
"Girls go to the hospital to wait for Potter," said Snape.
"But-"
"Now!" The girls slumped off, defeated. They knew they couldn't sneak after them with Dumbledore around.
"Damn him," Violet muttered. Evangeline chuckled nervously as they told Madam Pomfrey why they were there, then plopped down in two waiting chairs. Snape appeared and whispered to Madam Pomfrey. Her eyes widened, and she disapeared.
"What was that about?" Violet asked him. Snape didn't reply, or even glance over. He walked back out of the Hospital Wing like no one had spoken to him. Violet crossed her arms over her chest and grumbled. Madam Pomfrey soon reappeared, and Harry walked in with a big shaggy black dog at his side.
"Harry!" someone yelled. The girls turned and saw Mrs. Weasley running towards him, but Dumbledore appeared suddenly. "Please listen to me," he said. "Harry has gone through a great ordeal today. I wish you to be kind enough to let him rest."
"Of course," said Mrs. Weasley going white. Dumbledore turned to the girls.
"I would like to see you in my office," he said. Violet groaned.
"Not again!"
Dumbledore explained everything. The dream Violet had in the beginning of the Summer had come true. Cedric was now dead. Mad Eye had shoved Evangeline out of the way so he could get to Harry and try to kill him. The girls had been smart to tell them this news. Voldemort used Harry's blood to be able to break the barrier of love Harry's mother had provided him, so he could now touch him. He had returned right before Harry's eyes. Viktor Krum had been used under the Imperious Curse, and Mad Eye was practicing it on him when the girls walked in. That's why he attacked them.
"What about the dog?" Evangeline asked. "Why was he there?"
The girls walked walked down to what they thought would be the Quidditch field. Instead, it looked as if somebody had been building long, low walls all over that looked like they twisted an crisscrossed in different directions.
"That just screams trouble," Violet moaned as they stomped onto the stands they wanted front row seats, so they could make sure they didn't miss anything.
"Maybe everything will be okay," said Evangeline running her hands along her scarf. Five minutes later, the stands were packed full of people.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" said a man. "The third and final task of the Twiwizard Tournament is about to begin! Let me remind you of how to points currently stand! Tied in first place with eighty-five points each- Cedric Diggory-" he was interrupted by a bunch of fan girl screams. Violet and Evangeline glanced up at them confused.
"Harry Potter-" the Gryffindors and the girls THIS time let out their screams. "Both support the Hogwarts school! In second place with eighty points Viktor Krum-" girls in the stands cheered along with Durmstag and Violet. Evangeline elbowed her.
"We're supposed to be cheering for Harry!" she said as a group of boys cheered for Fluer Delacour.
"Eh, he should be happy we're even here." Violet shrugged.
"So- on my whistle, Harry and Cedric!" he said in his annoyingly cheerful voice. "Three-two-one." He gave a short blast of his whistle, and the two hurried forward into the depths of the maze. A couple seconds passed, then he blew his whistle for Krum, then Fluer. Violet was shaking her tips turning black once again. Evangeline patted her on the back and Ron and Hermione plopped on either sie of the twins.
"We were looking for you," said Hermione. "What's wrong Violet?" Violet just stared ahead. Evangeline smiled nervously.
"She's fine," she lied. "She's just- thinking." Ron and Hermione didn't seem to believe turned to minutes. Everyone wiggled in their seats waiting in inticipation. Suddenly, red sparks shot up into the air. Violet sighed, hoping it was Harry, but instead they brought back Fluer who was now out of the competition. Minutes later, sparks flew up once again. Violet felt her throat go dry as they brought back Krum. She felt her eyes changing. Harry was still in it- what was going on inside?
Evangeline was starting to get worried as well. Why was it taking so long? Suddenly, Harry slammed to the ground. He was clutching the cup and holding something that looked like a body beneath him. Everyone screamed.
"I-is that Cedric?" Evangeline whispered. Something flashed before Violet's eyes. A pale man- slits ofr nostrills eyes the color of blood. He was laughing. It was a cold high laugh and goosebumps trickled down Violet's neck. People ran past the twins. Cho Chang was crying hysterically along with many other girls.
"What did you see?" Evangeline whispered.
"Voldemort," said Violet. "Voldemort's back- Harry won."
"CEDRIC DIGGORY'S DEAD!" they all screeched. Evangeline thought of what her sister had said. If Voldemort was back- he would take many more lives after Cedric just like he did before. Evangeline stood up and ran to Harry. Violet followed, though slower. She felt ill. Harry stood up dirt and blood staining his face and clothes. He seemed dizzy and looked pale.
"We'll take him to the hospital," she said. Someone shoved her out of the way sending her falling to the ground. She looked up and saw Mad Eye Moody tugging Harry along. It didn't seem anypne had noticed.
"Evangeline!" Violet cried helping her up. "Are you alright?"
"Yes," she said keeping her eyes locked on Harry and Moody. "But I don't think Moody's taking Harry to the hospital..." as if on cue, the girls glanced at each other than sneakily chased after Moody. They saw him pull Harry down the hall then disapear into a room. The girls ran up to it and saw it was his office.
"Why didn't he take Harry to the nurse?" Violet questioned.
"I don't know," said Evangeline. "But I think Snape ought to know." the girls ran back to the field and saw everyone looking around frantically. The girls ran to Snape.
"Mad Eye took him," they said. "He took Harry to his office!" Snape rounded up Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.
"Girls go to the hospital to wait for Potter," said Snape.
"But-"
"Now!" the girls slumped off defeated. They knew they couldn't sneak after them with Dumbledore around.
"Damn him," Violet muttered. Evangeline chuckled nervously as they told Madam Pomfrey why they were there then plopped down in two waiting chairs. Snape appeared and whispered to Madam Pomfrey. Her eyes widened and she disapeared.
"What was that about?" Violet asked him. Snape didn't reply, or even glance over. He walked back out of the Hospital Wing like no one had spoken to him. Violet crossed her arms over her chest and grumbled. Madam Pomfrey soon reappeared and Harry walked in with a big shaggy black dog at his side.
"Harry!" someone yelled. The girls turned and saw Mrs. Weasley running towards him, but Dumbledore appeared suddenly. "Please listen to me," he said. "Harry has gone through a great ordeal today. I wish you to be kind enough to let him rest."
"Of course," said Mrs. Weasley going white. Dumbledore turned to the girls.
"I would like to see you in my office," he said. Violet groaned.
"Not again!"
Dumbledore explained everything. The dream Violet had in the beginning of the summer had come true. Cedric was now dead. Mad Eye had shoved Evangeline out of the way, so he could get to Harry and try to kill him. The girls had been smart to tell them this news. Voldemort used Harry's blood to be able to break the barrier of love Harry's mother had provided him, so he could now touch him. He had returned right before Harry's eyes. Viktor Krum had been used under the Imperious Curse and Mad Eye was practicing it on him when the girls walked in. That's why he attacked them.
"What about the dog?" Evangeline asked. "Why was he there?"
"That is another story for another time," said Dumbledore kindly. "Now, you don't you join your fellow Slytherins in the common room? You look quite tired."
The end of the year wrapped up with a large speech from Dumbledore about the rise of Voldemort. Violet was even more moody than usual, yelling at Harry for not believing her, calling him a git - and many other unspeakable things. She only kept control of her ability to change her apperance because, between Michae and Evangeline, she was kept in check.
Evangeline dealt with everything much better than Violet. She forgave Harry quickly, understanding that it truly wasn't his fault. He just thought Violet was jealous or some such nonsense and made it up to scare him. She often had to cheer Violet up, hoping she wouldn't lose her ability.
But both twins were worried. Voldemort was back, this was for sure. And they were afriad he'd come after them. This was tried when they were eight - the Death Eaters even kiled their parents, who were ex-Death Eaters. And Lucius Malfoy didn't help the paranoia. He already threatened Violet, and they knew he was a Death Eater.
Snape was worried beyond what the twins were feeling. He was switching back and forth from a good mode to one of his worst. One minute, he was deducting points from the Gryffindors, a favourite past time of him, and then the next, he was snapping at the twins more than usual.
The day when they had to board the train came much too quickly. And the train ride itself wasn't long enough at all. They parted with a million hugs at King Cross Station. And an extra long hug for Michael from Violet. They promised to return letters and little presents and news updates about little things.
"Come on," Snape said impatiently. "Time to go."
Violet made a face and forced herself to let go of Michael. Evangeline had finished her brief hug with Neville moments before.
"See you next year," they said.
They grabbed hold of their trunks and animals and took hold of Snape's hand. With a pop, they were back in his house.
"That was an interesting conclusion to the year," Evangeline said, releasing her owl.
"Yeah, Voldemort's back, and he wants us," Violet said sarcastically. "What a joy."
"Stop complaining," Snape said, taking their trunks up to their room.