Skill and Seclusion [2] || Harry Potter x OC x Draco Malfoy

128. Apparition

DISCLAIMER

I do not own Harry Potter ... but I wish I could apparate

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Bel could only think of three ways to get back to the stadium once the dragon and Harry had disappeared from sight.

The first was walking.

Too long, she thought.

The second was to summon the broom she had strangely parted with when she arrived at the Astronomy Tower.

Faster, but she would still arrive back later than Harry would. And with the dragon still hot on his tail, Bel knew she needed to get there first.

The third way would be the fastest.

It was the same way she had arrived there.

Only problem was, Bel didn't actually know how she arrived at the Astronomy Tower so quickly.

All she knew is that the feeling she received in the split second she was in between locations felt horrible.

Which is when she finally put it together.

She had felt it once before. At Diagon Alley when Dumbledore took her to Platform 9 ¾ for the first time.

He had told her to envision the train station clearly in her mind, imagining herself there.

Before she knew it, she was stood on the platform feeling incredibly queasy.

Just how she felt when she arrived at the Astronomy Tower.

She pictured it in her mind whilst riding on her broom, imagining herself there, and she wound up in that exact place.

Bel wasted no time in closing her eyes, preparing herself for the disgusting feeling of nausea that she would experience from trying this again.

She envisioned her seat in the stadium, in between Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

She pictured herself sat there, cheering as Harry finally arrived and retrieved his golden egg.

Once again, her training of pure focus came in handy.

And all of a sudden, there came that unsettling and very uncomfortable feeling.

There was a faint sharp cracking sound that stayed in her ears as she left the corridor by the melted window, followed by the stomach-curling, head-spinning sensation.

The next sound to reach her ears was the murmurs of a large crowd.

Bel snapped her eyes open to see that she was back at the stadium.

Sat in between a very concerned McGonagall and a smirking Dumbledore.

Everyone else around her turned to face her with slight alarm at her sudden appearance.

But Bel paid no attention to them, her attention placed on the arena to check if Harry was anywhere to be seen.

He wasn't.

And neither was the Horntail.

The golden egg was still sat in the very centre of the arena, waiting to be taken.

"How did it go?" Bel heard Dumbledore ask from beside her.

"One of the windows of the Astronomy Tower needs replacing. But Harry is alive", Bel replied quickly.

After a chuckle, Dumbledore addressed her strange method of transportation.

"I see you can apparate on your own now. Do you have all of your limbs?"