"come one, come all, it's happening again."
Makayla
I walk into Defense Against the Dark Arts with Jordyn. Everyone is staring at me.
I don't remember a thing about the second task, I just know that I almost died. They say I woke up after they got me breathing again, but I don't even remember that part.
After class, no one says anything to me. All I get are concerned looks.
Louis still isn't talking to me. And he's still with Jules. I don't know why that bothers me so much. I shouldn't care, but I do.
Defense Against the Dark Arts is my last class of the day, so I go down to Hagrid's shack. It's currently May, so I'm planning to see if he has ripe Strawberries, yet. I do this every year because Strawberries truly are my favorite fruit—or berry—I don't really know which group they're in. Either way, I want my yearly Strawberries, so I skip to his door and knock my synchronized knock.
He opens the door and isn't surprised to see me, "Strawberries?"
"Strawberries," I say, nodding.
He can't help but chuckle as he waves me inside and walks to his fridge. I walk in and meet eyes with Harry, Hermione, and Ron. They're sitting on the couch, doing nothing.
Boring.
Hagrid hands me a basket that's full of ripe Strawberries. I smile brightly, the smile growing more when I see that Hagrid mixed them with sugar, just how I like them.
I sit next to Hermione as I start eating the strawberries. Harry clears his throat, asking, "How are you doing, Malfoy?"
The sound of my last name kind of bursts my bubble. Even though I haven't been that bothered by the misplacement of my first name for everyone but Ann, Jordyn, and Louis, I still don't enjoy the name.
I could've had any first name, but I can't choose my last name. Not even my parents can. As if they'd choose anything else if given the chance.
I shrug lightly, swallowing the bite of Strawberry that's in my mouth. "I've been fine," I say nonchalantly.
"Do you still not remember anything?" Ron asks.
I shake my head, "I only remember sinking to the bottom of the Black Lake, then waking up in the medical wing."
"So you haven't got a clue who saved you?" Hermione asks.
"The only thing that included saving someone that I remember is me saving Louis."
The room falls silent as the 'Golden Trio' just nods. I take another bite of a Strawberry as Hagrid clears his throat.
"Would you all like to help me and Fang scout in the Forbidden Forest?" he asks.
The three of them accept as I nod. "Sure, but can I keep these Strawberries here? I think Mackerel is allergic."
"Er—Of course!"
I smile, putting the Strawberries back in the fridge.
Harry gets a lantern from Hagrid before we set off.
Harry and I are walking ahead of Hagrid, Hermione, and Ron as Hagrid shouts about how one of us is going to win the tournament. I've had a headache for a few minutes now, and it's getting aggravating.
"I have a headache..." Harry murmurs, rubbing his forehead.
"Same..." I murmur back.
We round a tree and the headache intensified, causing Harry to hiss and causing me to wince in pain.
It seems to always be Harry and I who discover things like this, I swear to Merlin.
Lying against the tree is Barty Crouch.
He's dead.
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FanficMakayla Malfoy, daughter of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy, is just a girl trying to get through her eight years of education at Hogwarts, until some crummy first years make that impossible. Now she must help them through their journey, so they don't do...