𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓸𝔂𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝓮.

Chapter Thirteen

( warning - mentions of death)

"Ivy! Wake the hell up!" I feel someone shaking me awake. "What is your bloody problem?" I ask the voice who I now recognize as Draco. "You are going to make us late. You've been asleep half the day and the tournament starts in an hour. Get. Up," he says sternly, not giving me a choice as he is now pulling my comforter off of me, allowing me to feel the freezing air of the dungeons.

I groan as I sit up in my bed, sleepily pulling on a jumper to cover my bare arms. I see Draco rummaging through my trunk looking for clothes for me to wear, trying his hardest to hurry up my process of getting ready. I roll my eyes, getting up and washing my face before starting to brush my teeth. "Here, get dressed," Draco demands, throwing me my clothes. "Get me a bra out of there too," I tell him, realizing I don't have one on.

Once again, Draco starts looking through my trunk, unfolding all of my clothes in the process. "Cheeky," he says with a smirk, holding up a white lace bra and winking before throwing it at me. Now sitting on the chair in my room, Draco has a clear view of me as I brush my hair. "I quite enjoy watching you get ready, I suppose I should just start staying the night here so it's easier," he suggests, raising his eyebrows at me.

I only roll my eyes at his suggestion, putting my hair in a low ponytail before starting to undress out of my nightwear. Turning around, I take off my jumper, followed by my tee shirt and put on the bra before turning back to face Draco. "Really darling? You act like I've never seen you naked before," he comments with a teasing smirk. "I just don't want to provoke you this morning," I say, almost in a teasing way but still annoyed with the wake up call he provided me with.

"Well, there is no need to worry about that... there's no time for that right now, I want to see Potter lose this damn tournament." I see his eyes flash with satisfaction as he imagines Harry losing the entire competition. "You and your grudges I swear..." I say under my breath as I put on my shoes, finally ready to go.

Draco notices and quickly walks to my side, grabbing my hand and walking out of my dorm. "I don't see why we have to sit and wait for the entire thing to be over? Why can't we just wait about two hours and then go up to see who won? It's not like we can see what they are doing anyway," I tell him grumpily. "Because, no one knows how long this is going to last, it could take minutes or it could take hours. I just don't want to miss it, especially since it's the last task," he explains in a surprisingly patient tone, but also sounding like he's talking to a child.

We walk in silence until we finally get to an arena that is facing a giant maze. "Finally mate, it took you long enough," Blaise says, looking relieved that Draco did decide to show up. "Dont blame me. This one decided that she'd sleep all day... I had to practically dress her myself," Draco over exaggerates the situation as I, for what happens to seem like the one thousandth time, roll my eyes.

"You act as if that's something to complain about... I'd consider that a privilege," Theo says with a laugh as I make a disgusted face and hit his arm. "Few more comments like that and I might just have to crucio you..." Draco warns Theo, telling him that he's going a bit to far. Theo immediately gets the hint and shuts up.

"Look they're about to start," Leila says, making all of our attention go to Dumbledore. Everyone cheers, including Draco; throwing his arm up and smiling brightly in anticipation.

"Silence!" He announces, making everyone quickly quiet down. "Earlier today, professor Moody placed the triwizard cup deep within the maze. Only he knows its exact whereabouts. Now, as Mr. Diggory and Mr. Potter tied for the first position, they will be the first to enter the maze, followed by Mr. Krum and Miss. Delacour."

"What a load of rubbish," Draco whispers to himself, rolling his eyes.

"First person to touch the cup will be the winner. I've instructed the staff to patrol the perimeter. Should at any point a contestant wish to withdraw from the task, he or she need only send up red sparks with their wand. Contestants! Gather round. Quickly!" He says, walking towards the four champions.