The Turn Of Events (Harry Potter)

4.24(The Rise of Dark Lord)

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"I think it's brave. 
I  think it's brave that you get up in the morning when your heart aches and life is messy and you do not feel like being soft for the world. I think it is brave that you continue to love and express and open your soul, despite the way you were treated in the past. I think it is brave that you choose, every single day, to move forward- because that is what makes you strong. That is what makes you strong"
- The strength in our scars

THIRD PERSON POV 

The mood in the castle as they entered June became excited and tense again. Everyone was looking forward to the third task, which would take place a week before the end of term. Harry was practicing hexes at every available moment. He felt more confident about this task than either of the others.

Sirius was sending daily owls now. Like Hermione, he seemed to want to concentrate on getting Harry through the last task before they concerned themselves with anything else. He reminded Harry in every letter that whatever might be going on outside the walls of Hogwarts was not Harry's responsibility, nor was it within his power to influence it.

If Voldemort is really getting stronger again, my priority is to ensure your safety. He cannot hope to lay hands on you while you are under Dumbledore's protection, but all the same, take no risks: Concentrate on getting through that maze safely, and then we can turn our attention to other matter.

"This maze doesn't seem like a good idea to me" Lily mumbled as James turned to stare at her, "Why?" He asked as she shook her head, "the number of times they're putting pressure on this task, like it seems weird, I don't know, gut feeling" She said as James sighed rubbing his temples, "Whatever it is, I just hope that he's safe" He said staring at the book in peter's hands. 

Harry's nerves mounted as June the twenty-fourth drew closer,but they were not as bad as those he had felt before the first and second tasks. For one thing, he was confident that, this time, he had done everything in his power to prepare for the task. 

Breakfast was a very noisy affair at the Gryffindor table on the morning of the third task. The post owls appeared, bringing Harrya good-luck card from Sirius.

A screech owl arrived for Hermione,carrying her morning copy of the Daily Prophet as usual. She unfolded the paper, glanced at the front page, and spat out a mouthful of pumpkin juice all over it.

"What?" said the others together, staring at her."Nothing," said Hermione quickly, trying to shove the paper out of sight, but Ron grabbed it. He stared at the headline and said,"No way. Not today. That old cow."

"What?" said Harry. "Rita Skeeter again?" Arilene asked trying to peer over ron's shoulder to get a look.

"No," said Ron, and just like Hermione, he attempted to push the paper out of sight."It's about me, isn't it?" said Harry."No," said Ron, in an entirely unconvincing tone.But before Harry could demand to see the paper, Draco Malfoy shouted across the Great Hall from the Slytherin table

 "Hey, Potter! Potter! How's your head? You feeling all right? Sure you're not going to go berserk on us?"Malfoy was holding a copy of the Daily Prophet too.