Thick Smoke

Witness

When she walked out of there, she was done. Eliza was tired and her legs were trembling. She just killed a spider empty handed. Merlin she was going insane!

"Hey, Molley! Have you seen the new merchandise?" Malfoy chuckled smugly, pointing at something on his robe.

Eliza wasn't really interested in what he was talking about but the badge was quite eye catching with the message POTTER STINKS. She rolled her eyes and turned her back to him.

"Hey! I'm talking to you!"

He grabbed her shoulder and turned her towards him. Her hands immediately rose to protect herself. When she realized what she did, she quickly put them behind her.

What if the spell was still there, ready to kill someone else?

"I just killed a spider," She mumbled, moving her head to the side.

"Aw! Little Molley killed a spidey? How awful~" He snickered, turning to his fatty friend and making more commentaries.

The moment was not good and Malfoy was seriously pissing her off.

"Shut up!" She snapped, glaring at him (at his mouth, precisely).

Suddenly, his lips pulled themselves together like he ate a magic lemon. Malfoy couldn't speak anymore.

Eliza's eyes widened and looked around for witnesses -no one was there except his fatty friend, whatever his name was.

"D-Draco! Your mouth!"

Malfoy and his friend panicked but not as much as Eliza. She was horrified because she just did it again. She used magic unconsciously without muttering a word.

"Sorry!"

She tried to do something, anything but she was so stressed and drained that, while moving her hands in front of him trying to break the spell, the fatty's face started to resemble a pig.

Seeing that she was only making it worse, she gave a last apology before sprinting out of there.

The next few days passed even faster than before. With how much work she had to do because of professor Flitwick, Eliza spent most of her time in the library. She saw Harry and Hermione go around, searching for something while Krum was trying to hide in there (it wasn't working at all). She was already half done when she noticed someone sit across her. Those sparkling eyes of Cedric Diggory where incredibly uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry I said that to you. It's not your fault that Harry Potter got his name in the Goblet-" He stopped when he realized he wasn't really softening the tension at all. "No matter what happened- you know what I'm trying to say."

She looked up and sighed, "I wasn't really mad at you. I was stressed and jealous. I would have liked to be in Harry's spot and compete, just like anyone else."

Silence fell over after she spoke. Seeing how he wasn't saying anything else, she went back to writing.

Suddenly,she heard him whisper, "It seems the first task is dragons. Harry's good sports and told me. I don't know if that's the true but-" He stopped and looked down at her parchment.

"I know that," She mumbled, her eyes still focused on her homework, "Not about the dragons but about Harry." Eliza explained when she saw his eyes widen.

With that said, Cedric nodded and walked away. Eliza sighed and put her head on the desk, even more tired than before.

The big day of the first task arrived very fast and everyone was delighted. The classes passed even faster and she completely lost sense of what the professors were saying.