Glass Delton (Harry Potter fanfic)

Chapter 4

4

(disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, I'm twisting around the elements to fit my story, so somethings might be confusing)

Italics - Different languages (Gobbledegook, Parseltongue, Spells)

I stupidly crashed into a tree in the Forbidden Forest and fell in a spider nest while trying to fly away on my broom. 

Let's just say running from overgrown spiders is not what I wanted to be doing right now.

I sighed and increased my pace, trying to come up with a solution. I could use Fiendfyre, but I might burn the whole forest down in the process, so that's a no. Well, I could just use this, "Bombarda Maxima!" I yelled. Damned spiders, Hagrid really should take care of this infestation. I whipped my wand in the other direction and yelled,"Maxima Zona Defixit! (great zone petrified [Like Petrificus Totalus only on a bigger scale] - Latin)"

Eh, I could use parselmagic or something and summon a bunch of snakes. Meh, one will have to do, I never created a spell to summon more, "Serpensortia!" I hissed, I large boa constrictor shot out of the front of my wand. It looked around for a few seconds before attacking some spiders.

I mentally face-palmed, I'm such an idiot, I could've done this minutes ago, "Accio broomstick." I kept running at full speed though I was starting to slow down a great deal. I held out my hand, waiting for my broom to fly into it. A few seconds later my broom landed in my palm and I quickly vaulted on it, taking off into the air and out of the forest.

'Damn,' I thought; spiders are my new least favorite thing.

It's been a while since I've been in any kind of conflict. I should train more, seeing as I'm becoming lazy. Although fighting never really was my forte, Tommy always did the fighting while I did the creating.

I have one month before the final triwizard contest, might as well practice.

1 month and a bunch of practicing later (Third competition is later today)

I stupidly bet To- Lord Voldemort that I could be respectful and have a semi- formal or formal conversation with him for a full day. We bet 150 galleons and I'm coming to regret this decision. I'm screwed. He's just so easy to tease and annoy.

Lord Voldemort and I were standing in his study, going over the plan for tonight.

"So, Lord Voldemort, how's this going to work?" I asked.

"Well, you'll be in the maze before the challenge starts, we'll position you so that you have an easy way to get to Cedric Diggory. After he disappears from the audience's view, kill him."

"Kill him?"

"Yes, problem?"

"Not at all, just wondering why is all."

"Okay, so kill him, then put a Disillusionment Charm on him, then take him with you. Use polyjuice potion to look like him, then make sure you reach the room where the cup is located at the same time as Potter. If he says you should take it, then say 'let's touch it together'. You can also try using his kindness against him and tell him to take it. If he just stares at you dumbly, improvise and make sure you both touch the cup at the same time or this plan isn't going to work as smoothly as it should."

I nodded in understanding as Tom continued. "After you both touch the cup, you'll be transported to a graveyard a few miles away from the maze. Right when you appear, Wormtail will be ready and waiting, he's going to 'kill' the already dead Cedric Diggory so you have around 20 seconds to Disillusion yourself, undo the charm of the Diggory boy to make it seem like Wormtail killed him. Then wait until after the ritual to join the ranks of the Death Eaters. It's unfortunate that the Diggory boy must die, but we needed a way to sneak you in to make sure nothing goes wrong. We can't have two witnesses now, can we?"