Forbidden Love - Drarry

4 ~ Champions

Eyes fixed upon the letter that was lying in front of him, Draco Malfoy was sitting perfectly still, he hadn't moved a muscle for nearly 5 minutes. Harry grabbed the letter, asking permission to read it to him, he knew how much this meant to Draco, his parents' opinions on him where everything so the contents of this letter could either make his day or ruin it. Harry slowly opened the envelope and unfolded the letter. He now had the undivided attention of Draco, Ron and Hermione. He read out the letter:

"Draco, I understand that you are upset with your house but i have spoken with the headmaster and he refuses to change it under any circumstance. You may blame The Sorting Hat for placing you into Gryffindor but you must have held more traits of that house than Slytherin; which is truly appalling behaviour and i cannot tolerate it. You are going against everything we as Malfoys believe in and bringing disgrace to the family. I no longer consider you my son, your mother will continue to write to you and in the Christmas holidays she will bring you any belongings you may want or need. You are no longer welcome in Malfoy Manner. Signed, Lucius Malfoy"

Draco broke down into tears, it was very late at night and they were the only ones left in the Common Room. Harry hugged Draco apologetically, embracing him tightly. Draco knew what this meant, he was alone now. All he had was Harry, Ron and Hermione seemed to still be awkward around him. Harry let go of him and Draco smiled through his sniffles and sobs. "I'm going to go to bed" he uttered as he stood up, going over to the stairs, "Goodnight".  And he was gone.

Once they had heard the dormitory door close, Hermione began to laugh. Harry gave Ron a confused look but he shrugged. Hermione controlled herself and sat up straight.

"He's so into you Harry!" she declared, muffled through her giggles.

Harry's astonished face was priceless, "wha- huh.. i don't get it. what sort of prank are you pulling?"

Hermione stopped laughing, she looked serious now. "I'm not kidding! He fancies you Harry"

"You must be joking, there's no way. He's not.. is he? How can you tell?" replied Harry, the confusion in his voice very clear.

"When Beauxbatons arrived, the Great Hall was full of pretty French girls in tight leotards, bending and doing flips, and Draco Malfoy was staring at you. He's feeling alone and abandoned right now so before maybe don't go and turn him down right away" Hermione advised.

"Who said i was going to turn him down" Harry mumbled to himself, not realising he was in the earshot of Hermione.

The hall was crowded, sitting upon the 4 house tables were all the people old enough to enter the tournament. Harry sat with Draco on the benches at the side of the hall. At least he was safe from this craziness, you'd have to be barking mad to volunteer for this, Harry thought. Dumbledore started speaking and The Goblet sparked, producing a name: Viktor Krum. Twice again names were produced, Fleur Delacour and Cedric Diggory. "This competition is organised madness" Harry whispered to Draco, laughing. Dumbledore began to give his closing speech about the Champions when The Goblet Of Fire started to spark again. Dumbledore looked around, taken aback. A wave of chatter flooded the room, and then The Goblet spat out a piece of paper, Dumbledore caught it and read out a name. "Harry Potter"

Harry's mind went blank. Harry's face went blank. Draco's face dropped, how could this be! The only person left in his life that was kind to him was most certainly going to die. Dumbledore repeated the name, clearly very angry "HARRY POTTER!"

Harry's body shook but Hermione pulled him up by the back of his robe and shoved him forward. Whispers, comments, nasty looks - once again all directed at Harry. As he stumbled towards Dumbledore, he was handed the slip of paper with his name on, along with a look of frustration and concern. Harry was in panic mode, slowly processing what had happened. Harry had barely started dissecting his talk with Hermione last night, he didn't need nor want anymore drama. And it was in this moment Harry realised, he has feelings for Draco.