𝙿𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝙿𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 - 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑙𝑒𝑦 | ✔︎

Chapter 27

The final tournament had finally arrived, and Hogwarts was buzzing with excitement. Fred, George, Lee and Natasha had managed to secure good seats early in the morning, their bodies warm from Natasha's enchantments.

Natasha was still feeling funny though, and she nearly vomited on Fred a few times after looking at the maze. He was now on high alert, but he wasn't the only one watching Natasha.

Sybil Trelawney had seen Dumbledore after Natasha had confessed what she had felt, and he too, along with Minerva, had constant vigilance on the girl. Her hands were shaking constantly, and Minerva had even owled Remus and Sirius to tell them about Natasha.

"Baby, we can go if you want?" Fred whispered to Natasha as the four champions pulled up to the maze. Natasha shook her head and put her hands in Fred's coat pocket, feeling both nauseas and dizzy.

"I can't let Harry go in without his family watching. I'm the closest thing to a sister he has, and I'm not letting him down just because I feel ill," she said sternly, turning her head to rest it on Fred's shoulder.

Fred sighed and rubbed Natasha's head gently before turning his attention to the maze, where Harry and Cedric were about to enter. He was deeply concerned about Natasha's strange behaviour, and with only a month left of school, he was determined to get her better before Sirius saw her.

His thoughts were interrupted by a loud bang, and Cedric and Harry entered the maze, causing Natasha to bend over, her stomach cramping horridly. "Baby?!" Fred asked worriedly, and Minerva rushed up the staircase to where Natasha and her friends were.

"Natasha, darling, how about we take you to see Madam Pomfrey?" she asked, and Natasha nodded, standing up to follow Minerva down the stairs. Sybil met them at the bottom of the stands, completely understanding Natasha's discomfort as she herself had a feeling something bad was happening.

The other champions had already entered the maze, and Minerva was confused as Alastor Moody approached Sybil, Natasha and herself. She had always trusted the man before, but there was something off about him.

"Professor Moody, is there something I can get for you?" Albus said intervening. Minerva shot him a glance of thanks, before she and Sybil continued up to the castle with Natasha. Natasha continued to groan in pain, but the further away from the maze she got, the better she felt.

"Professor?" Natasha could now stand fully as the three witches entered the castle. Minerva glanced down and noticed Natasha was looking considerably better.

"She's a seer," Sybil said suddenly, before her eyes glossed over.

"A child born of a star and gold will be able to see young and old. When this child reunites with old foe, said foe will plummet six feet below." Sybil took a ragged breath before her eyes cleared and she looked around, completely confused to the prophecy she just foretold.

Natasha on the other hand, had stopped completely in her tracks, fully aware that the prophecy her professor had just spoken of was about her.

She was the child of a prophecy.

She knew that 'star' was Sirius, and 'gold', well Aurelia meant golden in Latin. But as for old foe, she had no clue who it could be. It was then that she realised Minerva had been trying to get her attention.

"Miss Black? I think it would be wise that we see Professor Dumbledore about the prophecy," she said, just as screams erupted from the Quidditch pitch.

Instantly, the three witches were on high alert, and more screams erupted as the witches raised their wands. Sybil's wand was something she barely used, and Natasha stared at the hazelwood wand, remembering from her wand book that it usually paired with users who understood their emotions.

"Professor McGonagall, what's going on?" Natasha asked, as the screams and cries still continued to erupt from the maze. Minerva didn't respond, instead casting a Patronus to find Albus to get the information Natasha was asking for.

Only seconds later, the cat returned, and it leapt onto Minerva's shoulder, its wispy blue body evaporating as the old witch's face turned to one of shock and horror. She stumbled back, and Sybil and Natasha caught her arms as tears started to stream down Minerva's face.

"Minnie, what's wrong?" Natasha asked, and Minerva snapped her head up at the nickname the girl's father had given her years before.

She wanted to scold her, but instead she just pulled her into a hug, shocking Sybil, who had never seen such affection from her friend. Natasha hugged Minerva back tightly, knowing it was what the witch needed.

"The young boy," Minerva choked out, as Natasha released her.

"Cedric Diggory is dead."