Chapter 12

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"Well there we have it," Bagman starts off, "You have each pulled out the dragon you will face. The numbers around their necks refer to the order in which you are taking on your dragons. Now I am going to be leaving in a moment because I am commentating. Mr Fred Weasley, you are first so just go out into the enclosure when you hear the whistle. All right so do we have an questions?" He finishes off and looks around seeing all of us ready to go he leaves the tent as we all look at each other. 

Fred and George rush to talk to each other ready to go with an obvious plan. After a couple minute the whistle blows and Fred with one last wink and salute to the tent heads out into the stadium. The tent look at each other concerned and worried. Seconds later the roar of the crowd  was heard which means Fred had entered the enclosure and was face to face with the Swedish short snout. 

It was worse than Julia could have imagined. Just sitting there and listening as the crowd screamed, yelled and gasped as a single many headed entity. Obviously they were enjoying whatever Fred was doing. Bagman's commentary was making the experience all that much worse, horrible pictures forming in Julia's mind as she heard, 'Oooh narrow miss there, very narrow' ... 'He's taking risks, this one!' ... 'Clever mood, Impressive' ... 'A pranksters move that is' 

Finally after a terrifying 15 minutes that felt much longer a deafening roar was heard that could only mean one thing; Fred had gotten past the dragon and seized the golden egg. "Amazing work indeed! Now the marks from the judges." Bagman calls out loudly, though he doesn't call out the marks; Julia supposed the judges were holding the marks up and showing them to the crowd. 

"One down and five to go!" Bagman yelled as the whistle blew for a second time. Fleur was trembling from head to toe; Julia was terrified for her, Fleur looked as scared as Julia felt. As she left the tent with her head held high and her hand clutching her wand, Julia felt encouraged but still super nervous. 

The same process started again, 'Oh I'm not so sure that was wise.' ... 'Oh so close' ... 'Careful now' ... 'Good lord she almost had it' The group could hear Bagman's commentary as if made them more nervous. Krum came over to Harry and Julia attempting to comfort them as George paced around the tent. 

Ten minutes later the crowd erupted in loud applause once more, Fleur was successful. Julia finally let out the breath she was holding as she sighed in relief before realising that Harry was next. There wasn't a lot of time as Julia pulled Harry into a tight hug as Fleur's results are shown before the whistle was blown for a third time and it was Harry's turn.

Julia held her breath as Harry went out to enclosure and heard the loud applause as the fight starts. 'Oh that's  a strong move' ... ' good dodging' ... 'interesting combo' ... ' ouch that gotta hurt' ... 'wow that was impressive'

Twenty minutes later the loud telling applause happened and the three students in the tent took a sigh of relief. After a few minutes as they show the scores the fourth whistle was sounded. Krum gave us both a thumbs up before heading out into the enclosure. Julia and George look at each other anxiously. 

Julia felt much more aware of her body than usual. She was becoming very aware of the way her heart was pumping fast and her fingers were tingling with fear. She felt her breathing deepen as she struggled to compose herself as George was rubbing my shoulder and trying to calm her down. She could hear the crows but it sounded like it was from far away as she struggled. 

"Very daring!" Bagman was yelling, and Julia heard the Scarlet Chinese Fireball emit a horrible roaring shriek, while the crowd seemed to draw a collective breath. "That is some nerve he is showing ... yes He did it! He got the egg!" Bagman finishes. Applause shattered the wintery air like breaking glass, Krum had finished. Any second now the whistle would blow and it would be Julia's turn. 

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