A Wand Away

Mad-Eye Moody?

Previously...
"Who the hell are you?!" I screeched.

"Professor Moody. Most people call me Mad-eye." He paused. "You must be Annahale."

"Yeah, I am."

"How do you know who I am?" I asked curiously.

"Professor Dumbledore speaks very highly of you and your brother. He told me that I might find you with your new..." He paused. "Um...friends."

"Yeah, I don't know what they are. But not the point." I took a deep breath in.

"You're worried 'bout the competition aren't ya?" He pondered.

"How did you know about that?" I looked him straight in the eye...eyes.

"Everyone's heard about it Annahale." He spoke with a weird, but soothing voice.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." I said, gloomily. "But why were you looking for me?"

"To tell you that the competitors in the competition are meeting tonight on the quidditch field."He reported.

"But what about....um...them?" I asked pointing to Chase looking lifelessly on the hospital bed.

"I'll watch your friends. Make sure that they get to their 'houses'." He said. I thanked him and looked at the time, 8:40. I was supposed to be at the quidditch field by nine.

I made it to the field with just two minutes to spare.

"Harry!" I called, as though I hadn't seen him in forever.

"Annahale! I swear I didn't put my name in the Goblit, didn't even think about it really-" I cut him off. I know he didn't.

"Harry, I believe. I knew you would never do something as foolish as that. I mean Fred and George, of course. Ron? Possibly. But you, I wouldn't have thought." I said engulfing him into a hug.

Then a girl from Beauxbatons, Fluer is her name I think. Viktor Krum from Durmstang and Cedric Diggory from Hogwarts. All of them arrived shortly after Harry and I.

>>time skip

"I can't believe that we have to figure out the first task on November 24. I mean how are we supposed to figure the task out?" Harry asks, complaining.

"I'm not sure, Harry." I confess. We walked in complete silence the rest of the way back before reaching the main hall.

"Alright Harry, I'll see you tomorrow in Hagrid's class." I said before hugging him.

"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow."

I walked speedily to the Slytherin common room to find the boys sitting on the couch. Adam was hugging a pillow, Kaz was rocking back and forth, and Oliver looked like he saw a ghost. Oh wait, they didn't know about the ghosts.

"Are you alright?" I asked, not meaning to startle them.

"This place is haunted. There is a ghost...who can pull of his head!" Kaz yelled.

"Hogwarts is not haunted. And that was Nerly Headless Nick. He was a Gryffindor." I explain.

"The paintings talk too." Adam said in fright.

"And a book ate my shoe." Oliver complained, showing me his half eaten shoe.

"Listen, you can't be freaked out by this kind of stuff. Yes, Hogwarts is very strange, but until we get everything cleared you have to lay low for now." I tell them. "Now, get some sleep." Two of the three went to bed. Adam stayed behind.

"How do you cast a spell?" He asked me as I headed to my dorm.

"Excuse me?" I asked turning around.

"How do you cast a spell?" He repeated. I quickly glanced at a nearby clock.

"Okay. Ready your wand."

He readied his wand, we'll sort of. He pointed it at himself.

"Other way." I told him and he listened. "Okay repeat after me: Windgardium Leviosa."

"Windgardium Leviosa." He repeated.

"Good. Now hand movements. Swish and flick." I taught him. He copied me. "Now let's put it together and try it on this feather." He said the spell and did the movements causing the feather to lightly lift off the ground.

"Good job Adam!" I told him, high fiving.

"I did it!" He seemed like he wanted to ask me something. "Does Elizabeth have a boyfriend?" He asked.

"No." I said smiling, walking towards my dorm. "Good luck with her, she plays hard to get."

Before I went to bed I thought of what my father could have meant by 'don't speak of the Davenports.' I guess I'll ask him tomorrow. I laid down, letting darkness take over.

A/N- sorry for not updating guys. Hope you enjoy. It's been a long week with testing and crap like that.