Glory
The flashes were bright, some of them bright enough to make 'seeing' a difficulty. Harry tried to shield his eyes from the constant flash of the cameras, blinking rapidly to clear his vision, only to have it replaced by another burst of white light. This was probably the thing he hated the most about being Harry Freaking Potter.
"Mr Potter!"
"Mr Potter! What did you see?"
"Mr Potter! How did Mr Diggory die?"
"Mr Potter! What is it like to be the youngest ever winner of the Triwizard Tournament?"
The reporters screamed at him from every angle and all he wanted to do was walk away, maybe scream some insults at them before he did. Dumbledore had tried to protect him as they walked through the crowd, away from the mess that was the press conference following the announcement of the discontinuation of the Tournament.
"Just keep your head down, Harry," Dumbledore whispered to him, "We'll be back inside soon."
Eternal Glory? Was that really why the others had all put their names in?
Krum to prove his strength.
Fleur to prove her determination.
Crouch to prove his loyalty.
But Cedric, why did he do it?
He was popular, he had the interest of a beautiful girl, his parents adored him and thought he could do no wrong. Then what? Why did he put his name in? Eternal Glory, someone had said, wasn't that what everyone wants in life? Harry hated the idea of being known for one thing for the rest of his life.
The Boy who Lived.
Triwizard Disaster
After the devastating events of the recent Triwizard Tournament, Mr Harry Potter claimed that he witnessed the 're-birth' of You-Know-Who, which has been highly contested by the Ministry, and it's officials. Has the 'Boy Who Lived' cried 'wolf'?
More on page 8.
Eternal Glory was not worth this.
A/N: Written for 365 days of drabbles 'Glory' and the If You Dare challenge 'Public Opinion'.