Twisted Fate - Draco Malfoy x fem reader

Chapter 21

A/N: I'm remembering the last trial off by heart, so I apologise if it's not entirely correct since I haven't seen the movie in quite some time.

Y/n's POV:

It was the last trial. She had to find the Triwizard cup in a dangerous maze, which was filled with dangerous traps, creatures, and could strike at any time in any place. Since it was the last, it was the most difficult. This was the trial that killed Cedric Diggory a few years back, so the port-key was re-designed to teleport the winner to the entrance.

Everyone was sat on benches outside the entrance off the maze, all Hogwarts students had Y/n's name written on different things whilst holding banners, such as their faces, banners, cardboard, signs etc. Y/n watched as the other players went in one by one, until finally, it was her turn.

She walked into the maze, the atmosphere turning dark instantly. She had no choice but to go forward since she couldn't turn left or right, not just yet, from the thick vined bushes surrounding her and blocking her view from going anywhere. She had no idea where she was going, but she knew that she wanted to win.

Y/n heard the sound of a twig snapping and something moving. She whipped her head around to see the thorned vines were moving and began to attack her. She dodged them with ease, but some managed to create a deep cut on her shoulder, ripping her shirt. Y/n winced as the blood began to pour but ignored it. She grabbed her dagger and sliced them all until they couldn't move anymore. As for the wound, she ripped off some of her jacket to stop the bleeding, hopefully working as a bandaid for now.

Y/n killed large beasts and avoided traps, getting a few more deep cuts on her body in the process. One on her thigh, waist and hip. She ignored the pain and focused her senses on the Triwizard cup. She could sense it was close, and there was no way all them traps would let a human continue more deeper than Y/n already was.

As she walked, she winced, the blood from her deep wounds trailing down her legs, forming a puddle to form underneath her as she walked.
The cut from her shoulder trailed down her chest, staining her white t-shirt. If she didn't make it to the cup soon then she would sure pass out from blood loss.

A few minutes later, she saw the cup, the light blue glow it emitted chased away the darkness around it. As she stepped closer, she heard a female scream of help. She turned her gaze to down one of the maze routes to see Feronica in deep trouble. The vines were wrapped around her legs and arms, stretching her, and any more
she will be killed. Y/n quickly ran over without thinking, grabbing the dagger from her hip strap and slicing the vines, freeing her.

She thanked Y/n, her eyes showing nothing but gratitude as she slowly stood up. Her wounds were nothing compared to hers, making Y/n think that she took an easier way through the maze. Feronica looked at the cup from afar, smiling, " I'll let you take it. You saved my life, it's only fair if you win," Y/n hesitated but thanked her and grabbed the cup.

She felt the floor beneath her move and before she knew it, she was back at the start. The whole crowd cheered happily and cheered her name. Harry quickly ran over and gasped at the deep wounds Y/n had inflicted. Hermione and Ron quickly grabbed a large bottle of water, the cheering slowly fading from the serious wounds.

Draco refrained himself from running over himself, his heart beating rapidly from worry as he clenched his fists hard enough for them to turn extremely pale. It made him feel guilty. The whole reason she was in this tournament was to protect him. He realised in that moment that he has truly fallen for her. A fae girl. And he also realised what his poem meant in class a few weeks ago.
The person other than him in the poem was her.

When he saw Harry run over from worry, his guilt suddenly was replaced with jealousy and rage. He will make sure he gets Y/n from him. And save her life from his Father. Harry has stolen so much from him, he won't let him steal her too.

Y/n manipulated the water on her wounds, the water glowing whilst she did. The wounds on her skin began to heal, but left scars behind. She sighed in relief, thanking Hermione and Ron for the water and stood up like nothing happened.
Y/n saw Feronica and Matron and healed their wounds also with water. They thanked her with small smiles and congratulated her.

That day was the best most worst day of Y/n's life. She defeated all the trials, and her winning made herself feel proud because they made her feel more worthy to become Queen.