I was hoping to get this up by Friday but I forgot about a performance I'm in and had to remember and practise my lines, but here is the next chapter. This is a long chapter and I had a lot of trouble writing this due to writers block and confusion…yes confusion at my own story… Anyway enjoy this chapter

J K Rowling owns harry potter, I just wrote Taylor and this particular story.

The following week Harry was having a bad time. His own best friend was against him and so was everyone else. Including the Hufflepuffs.

The trio and Taylor had double potions and were not very keen about it. They were shut up in the dungeons for an hour and a half and it wasn't the most pleasurable thing you could ever do. The Slytherin's and Snape seemed to want to punish Harry as much as they could and Taylor couldn't help but want to punch them in the face.

Just before Potions, when Harry, Hermione and Taylor walked towards the dungeons, the Slytherin's were awaiting them. Proudly sticking out their chests, they revealed a badge that was lit up with luminous red letters that spelt: Support Cedric Diggory- the REAL Hogwarts champion

'Like them, Potter?' Draco said loudly as they approached him. 'And this isn't all they do-look!' Taylor death stared Malfoy but he seemed to have missed it as he pressed his badge into his chest. The message vanished and instead a new one came up, except this time it was in green: POTTER STINKS

The Slytherin's laughed and howled at the badge as though it was the funniest thing they have ever seen in their lives, which to Taylor seemed as though they had had a pretty dull life. The Slytherin's then all pressed their badges too so that Potter Stinks showed up everywhere. Taylor felt Hermione getting angry.

'Oh very funny," She said sarcastically to Pansy and her gang for Slytherin girls, who seemed to laugh more than everyone, 'really witty.'

Ron was leaning against a wall with Dean and Seamus. He wasn't laughing with everyone else, although he wasn't backing up Harry either. Taylor rolled her eyes in disbelief.

'Want one, Granger?' Draco asked, holding a badge out to Hermione, 'I've got loads. But don't touch my hand, now. I've just washed it, you see; don't want a Mudblood sliming it up.' Taylor's mouth dropped, she couldn't believe it. Stupid, bloody Malfoy. Harry was going red with anger and he reached for his wand. Everyone scrambled out of the way as quickly as possible, making sure they were nowhere near the spells that were about to be exchanged.

'Harry!' Hermione said warningly.

'Go on then, Potter,' Malfoy said quietly as he took out his own wand. Taylor shook her head slowly at the 2 stupid boys. 'Moody's not hear to look after you now-do it, if you've got the guts-'

They looked each other in the eyes, a moment of silence passed before the two of them shouted a spell.

'Furnunculus!' Harry yelled.

'Densaugeo!' Draco screamed back.

Their wands spilled out the spells, then hit each other in mid-air, and shot off at different angles. Harry's spell hit Goyle in the face whereas Malfoy's hit Hermione. Goyle bellowed and slammed his hands to his face in agony and Hermione was whimpering in panic, and clutching her mouth.

'Hermione!' Ron shouted as he ran towards her to see if she was ok. He dragged her hand away from her face to see what was wrong. It wasn't exactly pretty. Hermione's front teeth- already larger than average- were now growing at an alarming rate and she was already looking like a beaver. They grew past her lips then towards her jaw. The poor thing then felt them and let out a horrific and terrified cry. Taylor hurried over to the horrified Hermione and put an arm around her.

'And what is all this noise about?' The voice that no one could ever forget, and the one time you don't need him…Snape. Yes him.

All of the Slytherin's tried to give their explanations to Snape, but he ignored them and pointed his long, yellow finger at Malfoy. 'Explain.'

'Potter attacked me, sir-'

'We attacked each other at the same time!' Harry said angrily.

'And he hit Goyle-look-' Snape went over to Goyle and examined him; his face looked like it should be in a picture in book about poisonous fungi.

'Hospital wing, Goyle.'

'Malfoy got Hermione!' Ron told Snape. 'Look!' He forced Hermione to show Snape her teeth, and she was doing her best to hide them, although it was hard considering they were now past her collar. Pansy and her 'gang' doubled over in silent giggles pointed from behind Snape's back at Hermione. Taylor gave them a rude gesture which Snape gave her an evil look for.

Snape's look at Hermione was cold. 'I see no difference.' Hermione let out a whimper, her eyes filling up with tears; she turned around and ran up the corridor and out of sight.

Ron and Harry started to yell at Snape, whereas Taylor just glared at him.

'Let's see then,' He said in his silkiest voice, 'Fifty points from Gryffindor and a detention each for Potter and Weasley. Now get inside or it will be a week's worth of detentions.'

"Hey!" Taylor yelled at Malfoy. Harry and Ron stopped in their tracks and watched as Malfoy was pushed against a wall trying to avoid the very angry girl pointing at his face, and their faces only a couple of centimetres apart. "So you don't like Mudblood germs do you?" She spat at him, he gave her a 'try me' look. And with that she spat in her hands and wiped it all over his face. "You're welcome." She said evilly as she joined Harry and Ron into the classroom.

(When they went to Hagrid's cabin before the potions incident…well let's just say Taylor got pissed at Malfoy*)

"Harry, are you sure you're ok?" Taylor asked Harry. They were sitting in the Gryffindor common room in front of the roaring fire. The first task was only a week away and Harry was becoming more and more worried about the whole thing.

"I'm fine…" Taylor sighed as she went back upstairs to her dorm. She couldn't help but worry for him even though she knew that it would all work out. But the Triwizard tournament wasn't the only thing that was bugging her mind.

Draco Malfoy.

Yes that boy. The boy that was her friend. The boy that was friends with a Gryffindor. The boy that almost KISSED HER. He was ruining everything!

Taylor knew that this didn't happen in the book. She knew that Draco despised Gryffindor's, he hated mudbloods, and he certainly never tried to kiss one! He marries a pureblood and has a pure blood boy! He wouldn't stand to have a mudblood friend, let alone a girlfriend, let alone a wife. SO what was he doing? Or what was she doing…

She let him in. That's all there is to it. She had failed. So either now he was falling for her or he was messing with her. Both scenarios could be correct. He had tried to kiss her, but he had pulled away, which left Taylor confused and leaving this entire thing circling in her head every day for the past week. It was now Friday, and that means it was time to face Draco again. Taylor had decided to pretend that what happened last week never happened and that it was just a mistake.

The door slammed open in her room but she didn't look up, in fact she didn't even hear it open.

"Taylor?" She jumped, completely startled at the voice of Hermione. "Are you ok? You have a very strange look on your face."

"I'm fine." She started looking at the trunk at the end of her bed as though it interested her greatly. She could feel Hermione's eyes on the back of her head as though she were drilling a hole. Taylor turned around to see Hermione giving her a strange look. "Ok, I'm just stressing out because of the Tournament."

"It's not just the Tournament is it, Professor Mundus?"

"Hey, since when do you call me Professor Mundus?" Taylor asked.

"Since you took up teaching. Taylor Mundus, are you going to tell me what's going on? Or am I going to have to hex you into telling me?" Hermione looked dead serious at her.

"I think the bigger question is are you ok? Because that thing Malfoy did was horrible."

"I'm better now thanks." She gave her a warm smile. "Oh and thank you for standing up for me when Pansy said that I'm ugly." When the article came out about Harry liking Hermione, and said that she was very pretty, Pansy had being very mean about it and so when she said 'What was she judging you against-a chipmunk?' Taylor had stepped in and said 'Well your one to talk. Hermione is gorgeous, whereas you…there are no words to describe-well that…" She had said, shrivelling her noise up at her and then walking away.

"Anytime. By the way your teeth seem a bit smaller than usual." Taylor noticed.

"Don't tell anyone, I couldn't help but want them a bit smaller." Taylor promised not to tell anyone. "Now what's wrong with you?"

"It's just I'm worried that something may go wrong, and not follow what happens in the book. I mean what if that does happen? I don't know what I'd do!" Hermione just smiled at her.

"I know that there's more to it, but fine I'll leave it at that. I'm sure everything will go smoothly, but the thing I'm worried about is the actual tournament. I have been to the library to read up on the tournament and it just gets worse, I mean there have been deaths. What if something goes wrong?"

"Remember smart Hermione, I can't say anything."

"I know." Hermione sighed. "So are you going to go see Draco soon?" Taylor cringed.

"Yup." She said quickly. "I should probably get going." And with that she quickly ran out the door before Hermione could ask her anymore questions, like why do you see him?

It took her 15 minutes to walk to where they usually met up. She was hoping that he was running late, but no. As soon as she turned the corner he was standing there. She sighed as she walked quickly over to him.

"Ah," He said as she approached him, "The girl who not only put spit on me but also insulted me, how lovely to see you." She glared at him.

"Well you deserved it." She snarled.

"Hey! Friends?" Malfoy asked, putting his hand out. She looked at it and then shook it.

"Fine, I know you have to be mean to my good friends. It's basically nature."

"Thank you for understanding." He smirked. "So should we start our walk?" Taylor nodded.

Their walk, as usual, lasted about half an hour until they were sitting on the same seat as the week before.

"So yeah, that was fun. And now to return to the common room." Taylor said quickly, hoping no more awkward situations happened. Once again, he lent in, getting ever so closer, and once again there was a noise, so Draco got up, smiled at Taylor and walked away…AGAIN!

When Taylor got back to the Gryffindor tower, she walked up to bed in a trance, and went to bed (after putting her pyjamas on of course.). This was confusing her so much. A tapping at the window caught her attention. She went over to the window to find an owl holding a note. It was from Ivar…

I actually finished this last night but it was too late to post it. Do you all remember Ivar? If not then go back to the chapter where they announce the champions. Hope you enjoyed this chapter x

*If you would like me to write about what happened at Hagrid's hut then please comment, because I would be more than happy to write it, it's just I was too tired to write anymore. So please comment if you would like me to write about it.