Do You Promise?// Draco Malfoy

"...Insufferable Know-it-all."//8

"Snape!" I heard a voice behind me call.

I turned around to see professor Moody walking towards me. When he finally reached me he jerked his head to the left indicating for me to follow him then walked that way. Without objection I followed him to his classroom.

"Miss Snape, do you think you can survive the tournament?" Moody asked.

"Yes professor. I wouldn't have entered my if I was for sure I was going to die." I answered.

"Good. Now if you need anything to help you with the contests come talk to me."

"But you're working with Harry."

"That's beside the point. Now get going. The contest will start soon."

I nodded my head as I brought my arm up and apparated to the tent I was supposed to be in. I smiled as I looked down at my feet then up at the other champions, who were staring at me.

"What?" I questioned then looked at what they were wearing and what was wearing and sighed. "Oh. I'm in the wrong clothes. Duh."

I did a quick spell to change my clothes so I matched everyone else. I made eye contact with Harry causing him to look away.

A couple minutes later Hermione popped into the tent and hugged Harry which was followed by a camera flash. I groaned knowing Rita would turn into something wild compared to what it really was.

I heard Rita and Krum talk before I heard the camera flash then Dumbledore's voice.

(Gonna copy what happens in the movie here again. So please no 'oh my god that's plagiarism' because yes, I know it is, in a way.)

"Good day, champions. Gather round, please." He said.

We all waisted no time in gathering around him. He hadn't noticed Hermione so she silently joined in as well.

"Now, you've waited, you've wondered, and at last the moment has arrived. A moment only four of you can fully appreciate." He looked over and finally noticed Hermione looking down at the ground.

"What are you doing here, Miss Granger?"

"Oh, um. Sorry, I'll just go." She answered as she walked out of the tent while giving Harry a look.

"Barty, the bag." Dumbledore said, catching our attention again.

"Champions, in a circle around me." Barty said as walked forward and made a circle gesture with one hand while the other held a black velvet bag.

We took a few seconds to get in a circle. Harry was on the left side of Barty with Fleur next to him, Krum was on his right side with me standing next to him.

"Miss Delacour, over here. Mr. Krum. And, Potter, Mr. Potter, over here. That's right." He said as he moved us around.

Now Fleur was on his left, Krum next to her, me next to him, and Harry on Barty's right. Barty moved back to his spot, satisfied with our circle.

"Now... Miss Delacour, if you will." He said as he held open the velvet bag for her.

Fleur reached her hand into the bag. Her hand was only about halfway in when she winced and pulled it back slightly. She grabbed what was in the bag and pulled it out.

In her hand was a tiny light green dragon. It wriggled around in her hand before standing up and looking at her.

"Ah, the Welsh Green." Barty said looking down the dragon.

Fleur looked at Madame Maxime with uncertainty then down at the dragon as it gave a huff of fire.

"Mr. Krum." Barty continued.

With no hesitation Krum reach in the bag and pulled out his dragon.

"The Chinese Fireball."

He turned to me with the bag. I felt the hand on my shoulder squeeze. I looked up and came face to face with Dumbledore. He smiled kindly at me as I looked back at the bag.

I stared at Barty as I reached in the bag. There was two dragons left. One nipped my hand while another one climbed onto my hand. I lightly wrapped my hand around the dragon as I pulled my hand out.

"The Swedish Short-Snout."

The dragon was a green-yellow color. It looked at me and began to climb up my arm slightly. I put my finger up to its face. The dragon leaned into my finger, like a cat would.

"Which leaves...." Barty began.

"The Horntail." Harry whispered quietly thinking no one heard him.

"What's that, boy?" Barty asked.

"Nothing." Harry answered.

Harry reached into the bag and was bit almost immediately. He winced before pulling his hand out with the dragon hanging onto his glove.

"The Hungarian Horntail." Barty said.

It was a pretty dragon, no doubt. Light brown wings, dark brown body, spikes from its head that got smaller all the way to its tail, a spear shaped tail that also had spikes.

"These represent four very real dragons, each of which has been given a golden egg to protect. Your objective is simple: collect the egg. This you must do, for each egg contains a clue without which you cannot hope to proceed to the next task. Any questions?" Barty explained.

"What happens to the dragons afterwards? The ones we have in our hands." I asked catching everyone's attention.

"They be taken into captivity, where they belong." Dumbledore answered. "Why do you ask Miss Snape?"

I looked down at my dragon that had crawled up my arm. It was comfortably sitting in my elbow, asleep. Dumbledore looked at the dragon before nodding.

"If you wish to keep your tiny dragons, I don't see why, come see me after and we will talk." He said.

"Is that all the questions?" Barty asked.

"Very well. Good luck, champions." Dumbledore said when no one said anything else.

"Miss Snape, at the sound of the cannon, you may--" Dumbledore was interrupted by Flich setting off the cannon too early.

The cannon fire caused a commotion in the tent and everyone in the audience to cheer loudly. Dumbledore pointed forward as I handed off my dragon to my father who was standing behind me. With one look I headed toward to arena.

"Scarlett! Scarlett! Scarlett!" The crowd chanted.

I walked out to be met by a bigger version of the small dragon I held my hand only seconds before. The dragon lifted it's head off the ground where it was laying. I made eye contact with the Swedish beast and walked forward.

The audience went silent as they watched me make stupid decisions. The dragon watched me very closely as I got closer and closer. I stopped when I was close enough to feel the dragons breath.

"Accio deer." I whispered very quietly while I did the wand movement behind my back.

The dragon caught on and moved it's head to see what I was doing but have gotten distracted. I looked back to see a doe standing behind me. I clicked my tongue to get the doe's attention. Once it found the source of the noise it walked towards it.

"It's never going to work."

"She's never going to get the egg like that."

The dragon perked up when the deer was closer. I looked beside me to see the deer standing there sniffing me. Suddenly it looked up at me and locked eyes with me. Quickly I grabbed the deer and threw it to the dragon. The dragon waisted no time grabbing up the deer before it could run off.

The dragon stalked away with the deer in its mouth. The deer looked at me as if I had betrayed it. I walked over to the egg, making sure the dragon was still distracted. Once my hand touched the egg I apparated out of the arena and into the crowd.

After a couple minutes everyone started cheering even though they had no idea where I was. I stood up and bowed causing everyone to cheer louder. I looked down to see I was sitting next to Neville. He was smiling up to me as big as he could manage.