Hogwarts 101
Dumbledore was in his office watching the memory of the fight in his pensive. He watched again as Heather without second thought used necromancy and divination again and again.
The girl looked so harmless and cute, with her big yellow eyes that seemed to burst with the need for adventure and fun…how can something like that be able to use the dark powers of death and be able to treat it like common magic.
Dumbledore remembered thinking about Voldemort the same way. He was so loved at school; everybody admired him and looked up to him. But now that little boy from the orphanage was gone replaced by a monster.
He couldn't let that happen again.
Dumbledore looked at the paper on his desk with the name ShadowBlood in bold letter. When he had first seen Heather use necromancy he looked her and her heritage up.
Finding about young Heather was pretty easy spent a few years in jail after stealing a Senators car in Chicago.
The ShadowBlood family itself on the other hand was a mystery. It seemed to try its best to stay out of peoples notice. The only thing he could find out is they were at one time a famed family of necromancers before it was called dark, and often pretended to be what muggles call Gypsy's.
He sighed as he headed towards the finale challenge. He would have to watch this child. She and Tom are alike in that in that manner nobody could see what they would become.
Heather took a deep breath as she stared at the fortress in front of her. It was a maze…made of hedges well that was original.
Behind her the Hogwarts band was playing some annoying song that she never heard of. Luke was filling her potions and lecturing her not to get hurt.
Nora was holding Midnight, petting her calmly. But Midnight wouldn't have any of it. She seemed determined not to let Heather go in there.
Heather smiled at Midnight and told her she'd be fine.
The crowed screamed for joy as the four challengers stood at there entrance of the maze. She and Harry glanced at each other, the look in her eye told him and other's who noticed that she was not going to lose this time.
Harry didn't respond he turned back to the dark maze, a sinking feeling in his stomach.
Finally Dumbledore stepped up to the podium. "The rules are pretty simple. Who ever gets the cup first wins…if you forfeit shoot a small spark into the sky and we will get you."
From the look on the champion's faces you could tell they had no intention of doing so.
Dumbledore sighed. "Harry and Victor will be the first to enter since they have the most points fallowed by Heather and Cedric.
The band started up again as Moody pushed Harry forward and into the maze.
Heather watched with mixed feelings till her turn came up, than she headed in.
Moody watched Heather enter the maze, everything was out of his hands now. He just hoped Karkeroff held up his part and charmed Krum.
Cedric should be easy to take care off he just hoped he could deal with Heather long enough for Harry to get the cup.
Heather silently sneaked threw the forest using what she learned in Grizzlehiem to her advantage.
The place was dead silent except for a howling wolf and some other creatures.
Remembering her training Heather didn't let it get to her, and she pushed forward into the unknown, her wand at the ready.
She kept silent as possible in case Victor was on the other side. Unlike Harry…and maybe Cedric, Victor would attack her without hesitation and she refused to lose.
Harry stumbled threw the forest wand at the ready wondering what he would have to face. Other than maybe a glance at Victor he didn't see any other competitors…which of course didn't mean they were not out there.
Suddenly a load scream filled his ears!
"Cedric!" Harry shouted running towards the direction of the scream.
He fond Cedric just in time to see him being pulled under a hedge. Harry shot a spark into the air and quickly hurried on; not wanting to encounter what got him. He glanced at Cedric one more time giving him a sorry look.
Heather's heart skipped a beat as she heard the scream. Three left she told herself. Pushing herself forward. Just as she turned a corner a cutting spell flied towards her!
Heather screamed as it cut into her arm creating a big gash. She jumped behind the corner as a curse flied towards her.
She could barley make out the shape of Victor Krum walking towards her.
Summoning all her energy she brought forth a skeletal pirate which instantly started attacking him.
Krum didn't seem to be affected by this at all, from behind came a red flash and Krum instantly fall down stunned.
Heather slowly came forward to face her savior, gripping her arm. There stood Harry panting heavily wand at the ready.
Heather was about to say something but suddenly the wind picked up, and the mist thickened.
Both Heather and Harry froze. What was going on?
Suddenly the place seemed to explode with motion! Wind blew from all directions at top speeds; the hedge seemed to collapse on itself quickly heading in their direction!
"Run!" Harry shouted as the two of them bolted for it, running for their lives!
Heather struggled to keep up with Harry, her arm was bleeding heavily.
Finally after what felt like an hour of running, a light appeared at the end of the maze!
The cup! Both Harry and Heather seemed to be thinking at the same time!
Heather did her best to go faster. If she was going to go down, she'd go down winning!
Harry turned to her, worry in his eyes. "Come on Heather we will take it together!" He shouted to her.
Heather nodded in agreement; she didn't think she'd be able to argue anyway. Flying leaves and twigs slashed at them as they flied by hurting the two wizards more!
Harry reached the trophy first. He was giving her a really worried look. "We will grab it on 3 ok?"
Heather nodded trying to catch her breath.
With one final glance at the horror behind them, they both grabbed it!
The world around them swirled into a tornado of color, instead of everything getting lighter everything got darker.
They both landed with a thud onto the hard ground!
Heather bit back a scream as her wounded arm twisted at an odd angle.
"Are you ok?" Harry whispered getting up.
Heather nodded. "Thanks." She whispered shyly with a slight blush. She looked around and calmed down a little. They were in a grave yard. It was like one's you would see in a horror film with the mist and everything.
Harry seemed to get really nervous. Heather on the other hand took a deep sigh of relief. She was practically born in a graveyard this was kind of like home.
Slowly she rose off the ground trying to figure out where they were.
Harry froze as Pettigrew appeared out of nowhere. "Heather." He whispered urgently. Heather's head snapped at attention.
"Kill the spare!" Someone hissed in Pettigrew's arms.
Harry's eyes went wide, his scar burning in pain!
Heather instantly raised her wand and started casting some Death spell backing away quickly! Before the spell could do anything a green light hit her in the chest! Heather fell down her eyes glazed over.
"Heather!"
Nightia:…You killed her…
Yami: …uh…err right…anyway hope you enjoy the infamous cliffy.
Nightia:…How can you be so cruel…I thought you liked her…she was practically my sister.
Yami: Ya…I got to take care of Nightia I think she's going into shock. Please review I really would appreciate it.
Nightia: You murderer!