I'm not a coward, just shy (Hogwarts fanfic)

ch 9 - what kind of seer, you ask

Groaning and my head still pounding I opened my eyes. I already knew who was beside me.

"I am beginning to get really sick of waking up here" I grumbled annoyed. Dumbledore chuckled.

"You had me worried when yourself and Mr Weasley left so suddenly" I looked over to Dumbledore. Being able to make out his grey bread and hair and his robes, which were a light shade of green I had never seen before, without my glasses.

"I didn't want to pass out in front out guests, speaking of which Karkaroof Told Krum. Who else knows?" I sighed.

"Fleur Delacour, a young lady and most likely the champion for Beaubaxtons, had been informed. No one else I am aware of" I hissed though my teeth.

"Secrets have a nasty habit of not staying secret" I groaned rubbed my eye. Dumbledore handed me my glasses.

"You are quite right but I believe you told The Weasley twins of your condition" I nodded putting on my glasses, noticing that they were becoming ineffective. It was a small differences but noticeable.

"You were out for little over 21 hours, what did you see?" He asked getting down to business.

"We were puppets" I sat up, "Someone childish, their mind anyway. I believe we are falling into a trap, playing into someone's hands. They want their Master and a fourth person to enter the Tournament. I suggest you tighten security around that cup."

"You are sure?" He asked which surprised me. Then I released he wasn't doubting me, It was something else.

"You never have to look to far for a puppeteer, Just follow the strings professor" I smiled.

"I just hope we aren't too late, the cup has been set out since yesterday" Professor Dumbledore sighed.

"It is possible, if so I am sorry, I couldn't wake up sooner. I couldn't warn you. I am lousy seer" I bit back tears. I had cried too many tears in front of Dumbledore.

"That is nonsense, Taylor, you did give us that information that there is an enemy among us. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself" he smiled at me. I nodded drying my eyes.

"Thank you, sir." I paused, "You know, sir, I never got a chance to meet any of my Grandparents but whenever i picture the wise old grandpa. I picture you" I smiled. I didn't know why I told him this, however a smile touched his lips. "Someone is going to die this year. I can feel it. In my bones, my gut, in every cell. Just who I don't know. Are you willing to continued with this games, even if someone's life is on the line".

"Tradition states that once the games have started they have to continue" Dumbledore sigh looking quite the old man. I could tell his hands were tied by the ministry, schools and public. He stood up. "However, I do The Weasley Twin should be arriving shortly. Also I have found that a table spoon of Sugar Helps turn the tables in potions helps the taste as well." He left me with the answer to the giving the potions the effects.

I Pounced on my first year potions, which lay on my bed side table along with the other years. Laughing as the answer had lay in front of my eyes the hold time.

"What you so happy about" This was George.

"I figured it ou- Jesus what happened to you?" I looked up and saw the older visions of Fred and George, all grey hair and wrinkles.

"Age line" They said in unison looking quite annoyed. It didn't take long for Fred and George to be back on their feet back to their normal selves. I had told them what I saw and They didn't look to worried.

"You says the future changes all the time correct" Fred asked, I nodded not seeing where he was going.

"Well then we can't be sure your visions are for certain. Something big could change it. Or if it does come true the Professors and Security will be on high alert"

"Which remains me, What is the first task" Fred raised his eyebrow. I knew it was dragons but I couldn't tell them.

"Dumbledore cast a few jinxes on me. A tongue tying curse and some kind of hand jinx so I just write beep when I try to write it, only wears off when the task starts" I smiled Gesturing to my mouth.

"Why he do that?" George asked.

"Because, it's all very hush hush and the champions will get clues to figure out the tasks themselves. Plus Champions which are being picked from Durmstrang and Beaubaxtons already know and whoever the Hogwarts Champion is will probably end up knowing as well" I groaned.

"Why did you tell them" George asked and I glared at him.

"I never said I was happy about it."

I was Discharged that hour, my mind still clouded on who would be the fourth victim. No matter how much i search I couldn't the student. It was frustrating and made my head hurt because I was trying to force a Vision.

"God damnit" I snapped, Making stormy jump off my stomach where she was laying.

"No Luck" The twins popped their into my dorm room. I shook my head rubbing my eyes. George walked and offered his hand.

"Come on the announcement is about to began" I let him pull me up and together we walked into the grand hall. I caught Dumbledore's eye and I shook my head. I felt useless. Surely the victim would have been decided. I watched as Dumbledore Stepped into the age line. The Goblet's Blue flames burning a brighter blue. The Age line, I wonder. It meant that the person was over the age of seventeen, Otherwise it would be impossible... Right. The flames grew Crimson and a piece of smoking paper shot from the goblet. It fluttered gracefully into Dumbledore's hand.

"Fleur Delacour" A rather Pretty girl with a sheet of silvery blonde hair jumped up, smiling. You could see in the eyes of the boys around her, she could snap her fingers and they would do anything. I clapped with everyone else as she shook Dumbledore's hand and Glided to the room off of the great hall where the Champions would meet.

The flames flashed red again and out cam another piece of paper.

"Victor Krum" The Durmstrang Students slapped Krum on the Back and Cheer, clapping and making quite a racket. Krum follow Fleur, shaking Dumbledore's Hand then going into the room. I was surprised when Cedric Driggory was Made as Hogwarts Champion. He was a Hufflepuff and Hufflepuffs were not known for their Courage or anything the Tournament asked for. I had to admit it was Good for the Hufflepuffs to receive the spot light for once. They were just lucky someone like Cedric was Old enough.

Old enough... My mind suddenly unclogged. The victim wouldn't have to be 17 as long as the person that planted their name was. It was like I been punched in the gut the feeling was so strong. I gasped, I glazing snapping to harry.

"Harry" I gasped as the flames burned once more and the piece of paper I had been dreading fluttered to. Dumbledore Grasped, face paling.

"Harry Potter" You could hear a pin drop onto a Pillow. Harry sat in shock, unsure what to do. Without thinking much I stood up, Walked over to Harry. I pulled him to his feet and forced him quickly to the room.

"Taylor, what is the meaning of this" Cedric asked as I entered the room. My face was quite pale and my mouth could have been made of sand paper.

"A fourth Champion has been Chosen" I announced, although my voice could have barley been a croaked. I stepped to side so Cedric and the others including Madam Maxine and Karkaroof could see a shaking harry.

"What is the meaning of this" Karkaroof said sharply.

"Please remain calm" Dumbledore entered with Professor McGonagall.

"He didn't enter his name." I looked at Dumbledore, "I wasn't Looking for someone below the age of 17. I didn't see in time".

"What do you mean See" Cedric said.

"Taylor has a gift, he is a seer and a rather talented one at that" Dumbledore explained. "You have been trusted with a secret don't go abusing it or asking for help with the Tournament. Measure have already been taken."

"If Harry didn't put his name in who did" Karkaroof scoffed at me.

"I don't know" I stared he right in the eye.

"What care of seer are you?!" He become angrier his face burning scarlet.

"One that can't see the past."