Oxygen |Draco Malfoy|

Oh Dear Merlin

We all gasped when the goblet began going crazy again, spitting out blue and red sparks, another champion? I watched two papers fall gracefully into Dumbledores confused and waiting hands. "Harry Potter" he gasped, scanning the crowd for the boy who lived. "Harry Potter!" He screamed this time, causing most to flinch if let out squeaks.

Potter was frozen in spot, clearly he had no idea what was happening. Granger pushed him up, causing him to stumble up to the front. "Teresa Delicrass" then rang through the hall. All the insults to Potter instantly stopped, everyone watched me.

Unlike Potter, I didn't have someone to tell me to get a move on, I didn't have someone to give me a push... I got to my feet, insults worse than what they were to Potter resumed. I kept walking stopping in front of Dumbledore. "I s-swear I-" he cut me off. "I know, go on" he whispered.

I felt my feet manage to follow Potter to the dungeon. Five champions​, this is unheard of! Wait, oh Merlin no... No, no! Father's going to kill me. I felt the color drain from my cheeks.
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It has been two days since Potter and I were made champions for the tournament, and in that time so many things have happened. Malfoy was transfigured into a ferret, I found out we have to battle dragons for the first task, and that my father is going to be watching... Yay.

Speaking of father, I saw him marching towards the tent, I groaned. Looking around desperately for a place to hide, he grabbed my arm roughly, pulling me behind a curtain. "Your mother's dead" he glowered at me. "I know" I whimpered, the memory still haunting me.
He raised his hand and brought it down hard on my cheek. I gulped and clutched my cheek. "I mean, I know sir" I corrected. He nodded, roughly shoving me back into the tent. I scowled at the curtain he was behind moments ago.

"Miss Delicrass, please join us" Dumbledore interrupted my thoughts. I turned and nodded, plastering a completely false smile on my face. Why does he have to have such a strong hit? "What happened to your cheek, Miss Delicrass?" Dumbledore asked. I saw my reflection in his glasses and saw I already was developing a black and purple bruise. "Oh! Um, I um, fell! Yes, I fell" I lied. He gave me a disapproving look. He knows!

I gulped and cowered away from his eye contact. Everyone gave me confused looks. After being told the concept of the task, Barty Crouch held a bag in front of Fluer. There are give dragons; the Chinese Fireball, the the Hungarian Horntail, the Swedish Short-Snout, the Common Welsh Green, and finally the deadliest, the Peruvian Vipertooth. One of the fastest and poisonous dragons ever discovered.

Fluer reached her hand into the bag, pulling out the Common Welsh Green, of course... Blondie gets the easy one.

Victor then reaches his hand into the bag, flinching, and pulls out the Chinese Fireball. I groan. Though deadly, it is slow and nearly blind, easy. Next it's Harry, he pulls out the Hungarian Horntail, the second hardest. I begin to beg Merlin to let him get the Peruvian Vipertooth, but no!

He pulls out the Swedish Short-Snout. Honestly! The two youngest get the hardest dragons, yay. I look defeated before I even pull out the dragon. The others see it and give me 'Your gonna die​' looks.

They're probably right! I mean, even the Peruvians fire is venomous. I hate life at the moment.

I get even more nervous with each champion that leaves, I will go last. Fluer goes, then Cedric, Victor... Now it's just me, watching through the curtain as Potter struggles with his dragon. "Your wand, Harry! Your wand!" I scream as he nearly gets roasted.
A moment of realization hits his face, and within seconds he is on his broom, flying towards the egg. I don't think the chain breaking was part of his plan. The dragon flew after him, and the whole stadium was silent enough to hear a pin drop in the minutes that followed.

I screeched in happiness when Potter returned, flying to grab the egg. I stopped dead when I realized, its my turn now. It won't be that hard! I just have to battle a fast and venomous dragon, I'll be fine! Oh god, I don't want to die!

I groan, and am hurried to the spot, getting in position. I am surprised that people actually clap when I come out. I scan the field and see my deadly dragon snarling. I gulp.

I quickly dash away from the dragon when the bell goes off, clarifying I need to start. I dodge a blue, venomous flame and jump behind a slab of rock.
I nod, encouraging myself to keep going. I quickly get out behind the rock. Instantly, I have to roll out of range of a fire streak. I get to my feet, but the I even know whats happening the beast is right in front of me. I whip around to run, but I don't get away fast enough, I feel the fire and venom working together to destroy the flesh on my right calve. All I can hear is my piercing scream, and many gasps.
A sane person would give up, but I don't. Ignoring the pain and dizziness, I sprint towards the egg. I'm so​close, when the beast again is in front of me. I have no where to go, so I do something stupid. My eyes pinched shut, and one hand held out, as if shielding me.
I expect pain to overcome me, but it doesn't come. I hesitantly open my eyes, craning my neck to see it.
The dragon now was sniffing my hand. I'm amazed... Why am I not dead? I gulp, and do something very daring. I inch my free hand to my wand, successfully pulling it out of my pocket.

I slowly raise it, careful not to startle my dragon. "Expecto Patronum" I whisper, watching my wispy phoenix fascinate my dragon. I slowly inch forward, placing my hand on its chin.

I avoid the edges of the scales, which are riddled with poison, and press down. The dragon falls gently, and I successfully raise the egg above my head. After a minute of strict silence, the field fills with congratulating roar.

For the first time in a long time I smile, a real smile. I feel pain stab my leg and look down, my leg is a dangerous color of purple. I whilst whimper and run to the tent, collapsing the minute I got there. Within seconds I'm surrounded by the other champions, medics, and judge's. "You won! Teresa you won first place!" I hear Potter squeak, then I am consumed by darkness.
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"Just stay out of my life, Draco! I don't need you, I don't need anyone! Just stop trying! Wanna know what happens when I get close to someone? They leave me! And I would rather be alone!"

"You don't have to be alone anymore"