Chapter 25
I do not own Harry Potter in any way.
A/N - More trouble in paradise for our couple.
Thursday night had come.
Rosalie sat at her usual spot at the Slytherin table with Draco and Blaise.
"Sit down. Please", Dumbledore said, "Now the moment you've all been waiting for: the champion selection". Dumbledore dimmed all the lights in the Great Hall.
The fire of the goblet turned red and spat out a piece of paper.
"The Dumstrang champion is Viktor Krum", Dumbledore announced.
The same thing happened again.
"The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour".
The same thing happened for the third and final time.
"The Hogwarts champion, Cedric Diggory!"
Rosalie was suddenly struck with a vision of Cedric lying dead on the ground.
"Rose?" Draco asked.
"I'm fine", she lied.
"Excellent! We now have our three champions. But in the end, only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist this chalice of champions this vessel of victory the Triwizard Cup!" Dumbledore said.
The goblet suddenly turned red and spat out another piece of paper.
"Harry Potter?" Dumbledore asked.
Rosalie gasped.
That couldn't be right!
"Harry Potter!" Dumbledore yelled.
As they walked back to the common room, Draco and Blaise joked about how long Harry would last.
"Honestly Draco! It's not funny! He could die!" Rosalie yelled.
"Oh come on Rose. Don't act like you actually care about St. Potter", Draco said.
She rounded on him. "Don't forget that I was sorted into Gryffindor. Harry was my friend at one time", she snapped.
"What is wrong with you?! You've been acting like a bitch ever since the World Cup!" Draco yelled.
"Guys, come on. Here is not the place", Blaise said, but they ignored him.
"You want to know why I'm so on edge Draco?! Huh?! Then let's talk about the fact that your father helped attack the World Cup! You promised that you would come find me and you didn't! I needed you and you were doing Merlin knows what! I was terrified out of my mind, Draco. I didn't know…" Rosalie trailed off.
Draco took her in his arms. "I'm sorry", he told her, "I know I broke my promise. I'll never do it again".
Rosalie shoved him off of her and said, "Don't make promises you can't keep".
"There's something else, isn't there?" Draco asked her.
"I've been getting visions. I can't control them. I saw Cedric dead", she told him, "My father already knows, but he has no idea why I'm getting them either".
"Everything will be fine, Rosalie", Draco assured her.
The days following the selection of the champions, Rosalie was on edge.
She hadn't had any more visions, but she was dreading when they returned.
The subject of Lucius Malfoy hadn't been brought up again, but like the visions, it was only a matter of time.
Rosalie was hanging out in the courtyard with Draco, when Harry walked by and of course Draco couldn't keep his mouth shut.
"Why so tense, Potter?" Draco called.
"Dray, leave it", Rosalie said, really not in mood with deal with the two boys.
"My father and I have a bet, you see. I don't think you're gonna last 10 minutes in this tournament. He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five", Draco taunted.
Harry walked up to them.
"Harry! Please don't!" Rosalie begged, "Draco stop!"
"I don't give a damn what your father thinks, Malfoy", Harry snapped, "He's vile and cruel. And you're just pathetic". Harry started to walk off as Draco drew his wand.
"Draco, no!" Rosalie yelled.
Suddenly, a ferret sat where Draco once was.
"Draco!" Rosalie shrieked. She scooped up the ferret in her arms.
"I'll teach you to curse someone when their back is turned!" Moody said.
Draco nuzzled Rosalie's hair and neck.
"Change him back!" Rosalie told Moody.
"He needs to be taught a lesson", Moody snapped.
"Then let my father do it. He's the head of Slytherin house", Rosalie said stroking Draco's fur.
Moody did nothing. "Change. Him. Back", she growled.
Luckily, McGonagall walked up. "Is that a student?" McGonagall asked, referring to the ferret in Rosalie's arms.
"Technically it's a ferret", Moody said.
"Miss Snape, if you would", McGonagall said.
Rosalie set Draco down and he was transformed back into a human.
He jumped up and said, "My father will hear about this!"
"Is that a threat?" Moody asked him, "I could tell you stories about your father that would curl even your greasy hair!"
Draco took off running.
"Alastor. We never use transfiguration as a punishment!" McGonagall scolded him, "Surely Dumbledore told you that".
"Might have mentioned it", he said.
"Well, you will do well to remember it", McGonagall said and walked off.
Rosalie glared at Moody before making her way back to the Slytherin common room, where she found Draco. "You just had to taunt him didn't you?" she asked him.
"It wasn't my fault!" Draco yelled.
"If you hadn't egged Harry on, Moody would have never transfigured you!" Rosalie yelled back.
"Don't you two ever stop fighting?" Blaise groaned.
"Can't you just keep your mouth shut?" Rosalie asked him.
"Sorry", Blaise said.
"Not you, Lucius Jr. over here", Rosalie said.
The common room went completely silent.
"I am not my father!" Draco hissed.
"Then prove it", Rosalie snapped, "Where's the sweet Draco that I fell in love with?"
When Draco didn't answer, she shook her head and went up to her dorm room. She collapsed onto her bed and cried herself to sleep.