You can Let Go Now Daddy(B00K1 in the Daddy trilogy)

Chapter 26: Rising

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''You wil be fine Harry. You have made it through the first two just fine. '', assured Hermione as they walked beck from their last class to Gryffindor Tower.

''That is not the point, Hermione. Something doesn't seem right. I have a strange gut feeling that something will go wrong tonight. '', argued Harry as they ascended to Gryffindor Tower.

''Harry, its just your nerves. '', she tried again.

''I don't think so. '', he voiced his thoughts, ''Look Hermione. I know your trying your best to be there for me. I appreciate but I need to go and get ready. Why don't you go find Malfoy. '', satated Harry before he turned to the painting.

''If you say so. '', she whispered lowly.

She turned on her heel and walked to Draco's last class. He was to finish in ten minutes and it was on the other side of the school. She better hurry. As she approach the green houses she could see the last students walking out chatting to one another.

She scouted the area for a certain young blonde with a green scarf. She felt a tap on her shoulder but before sh could react her eyes were blocked by two hands.

''Who is it?'', she smiled.

''Guess. . . '', came Draco's voice.

''Draco, you should try and change your voice if you want to do that. '', she said taking his hands of her eyes as she turned to kiss him.

''What if I want to make it obvious?''

''Then you did well.''

''I am glad you think so. '', he said leaning in for another kiss.

As their lips touched came a harsh voice through the air, ''Gross! A Gryffindor and a Slytherin in a tree? You're supposed to be enemies. ''

Hermione looked at the direction of the voice. It came from a young brunette. He seemed to be in Hufflepuff. Why did it bother him so much?

''Why do you care to meddle in our affairs. Can't one have a bit of happiness?'', asked Hermione the approaching boy.

''Yes but why with him?'', he asked pointing to Draco.

''Why must I choose who I must be happy with when I find it?'', she asked him.

''This is disgusting. You're just like two faggot who claim to be in love. '', he accused.

''I ask of you to leave before I decide to do something I do not wish to do. '', said Hermione who blocked a fuming Draco. The boy gave a sigh and turned around and walked away.

***

That evening the Hogwarts band was piping a cheerful tune as the every one took their seats. Hermione sat tensely with Draco. Ron was in the front with the rest of the Weasleys whom have all came to see Harry off.

The Champions haven't entered yet. The ceremony will start at any moment. Her suspensions were correct, moments later the champions entered. They all looked terrible anxious. Harry especially.

''Ladies and Gentlemen. Thank you for attending this grand finale of the Triwizard tournament. We have our three fantastic contestants here. Cedric Diggory, Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons, Viktor Krum, from Durmstrang and lastly Harry Potter. '', announced Dumbledore loudly.

''They will all be entering the maze behind us and fight the challenges that hides in there. The first to reach the Goblet of Fire and touch it will be transported back here as the winner!'', said the old Headmaster.

The crowds cheered loudly around Hermione. She didn't feel like cheering. Something isn't right. She could feel it in the air. Something bad was about to happen.

''On my count, Harry Potter. One, two three!'', ancounced Professor Dumbledore before he blew the horn. She watched a hesitant Harry move to one of the openings. He looked back at the stadion. It was like he looked straight at Hermione. She could feel his eyes piercing straight through her. It was like he sensed it too. Then he was gone.

She watch the other contestants enter after Harry. They all seemed hesitant but who won't be.

After they all departed Hermione stood up to stretch her legs like all the others. In the distantce, she could see Rita Skeeter walking in her general direction. She gave loud sigh and surveyed the scene. On the far end where all the Professors sat she could see her father. He caught her eye. At that precise moment she felt a tap on her shoulder it was Rita.

''Good evening Hermione. Evening Draco.'', she greeted them with a plastered smile. She could feel Draco's arm tighen around her waist.

''Yes Rita?'', said Hermione trying to tell the woman to back off.

''I would like to have an interview with you. '', she said kindly.

''Rita, I do not know what there is to talk about. '', came Draco. In the corner of her eye Hermione could see her father mouthing, ''I'm coming. ''

''About your relationship of course. Who doesn't want to know who Malfoy Junior is dating. ''

''Firstly Rita, I am Draco Malfoy not Malfoy Junior and Secondly, I would like to stay out of the lime light until I leave Hogwarts. ''

''Well, I thought you would like to steal the lime light from Mister Potter. He is after all always in the spotlight. If I do recall correctly-you are enemies. '', she said slyly.

''Rita, Hermione is good friends with Harry. I do no longer wish him ill. Now if you would like to excuse me. '', said Draco turning to walk towards the exit.

''Does Hermione have a say in this?'', came Rita's voice.

Hermione took a deep breath before turning around to say something straight in Rita's face, ''Don't talk about me like that. I am Miss Granger to you. Nothing else. Draco knows what I have to sa on the matter and we both have a say in our relationship where our friends and Family support us. Good day, Miss Skeeter. '', she said before turning around to walk to the exit.

Her father waited for them at the exit. His face was tense and he continouisly scratching his left arm where his dark mark is hiding under his black robed sleeve.

''What's wrong with your arm?'', asked Hermione concerned.

''Its nothing. It has been itchy from when Mister Potter entered the maze. It just becomes more itchier by the minute. Sometimes its better but it keeps getting worst. ''

''its like he is getting closer to You-Know-who. '', suggested Hermione. Severus's face pales.

''He is. The Dark Lord is rising. '', he whispers.

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