I'm Not Perfect | Seamus Finnigan

The Second Task

Emma's P.O.V.

"Emma, can you make your voice sound like anyone elses?" Ron asked me.

We were in the great hall at lunch.

"Well, I don't know.. hold on.." I focused hard on what I wanted to sound like.

"My father will hear about this!" I yelled, in a Draco voice.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Seamus were laughing like maniacs.

Draco just so happened to be walking by the table at that exact moment. He scowled and walked off.

"I'm totally going to use this." I smiled mischeiviously.

"We have influenced you so well!" Fred exclaimed.

"Our little sidekick will someday be as great as us!" George laughed.

I rolled my eyes and said, "I bet I could outprank you anyday."

"Sure you could." Fred said sarcastically.

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Later, in the library, I snuck up behind hermione and morphed my voice to sound like Malfoy's, "Hello, Granger."

Without looking up she said, "What do you want Mallfoy."

"I want you do go on a date with me."

She turned around quickly, "WHY DO YOU THINK I WOU- Emma! That is not funny!"

"Fred and George made me do it!" 

Fred and George fell out from behind a bookshelf laughing.

Madam Prince glared at all of us.

"Sorry, Madam Prince." Hermione and I said at the same time.

Hermione grabbed her books and walked out of the library.

"I just remembered I have to go finish my transfiguration essay!" I said.

"Emma. You forgot to morph your voice back. You still sound like Malfoy." George pointed out.

I changed my voice back and laughed, "Ha! Malfoy, worrying about an essay!"

"Woah! That's so cool!" Fred exclaimed, looking at me.

"What?"

"Your eyes just turned... rainbow!" George said.

"Seriously? Wow! I didn't know my eyes could change color with my emotions! I thought it was only my hair!"

"Aparrently not. Your hair didn't even change at all this time."

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"Hey Seamus! Have you seen Hermione or Riley anywhere?" I asked, as we were filling the stands to watch the second task of the Triwizard tournament.

"No. I haven't seen Ron either. And George is freaking out about Riley being missing."

I laughed, "Of course he is."

"You will dive under the water, you have one hour to get back what was taken from you. 3... 2... 1.. GO!" Ludo Bagman called.

Harry, Cedric, Fluer, and Viktor dived under the water.

Harry, used gillyweed, and grew gills and webbed feet. He started weezing, as he couldn't breathe the regular air now, so he leaped into the water. 

Fred and George pushed through the crowd to stand next to us.

"Have you seen Riley?" George asked.

"No. We can't find Hermione or Ron either." I said.

"She should be here. I know she would want to. Her brother's competing after all!"

"George! Calm down! I'm pretty sure she's fine."

Viktor surfaced, carrying Hermione.

"That's where Hermione was! She's part of the tournament! Something that's been taken from you... it's the people you care most about!" I said.

Cedric then surfaced, dragging Riley with him.

"Riley!" George yelled, obviously relieved.

He ran down through the crowd and helped pull Riley up out of the water.

They brought her a towel and wrapped it around her. Then they got a towel for Cedric, and a towel for Viktor and Hermione.

"That. Water. Is. Freezing." Riley said.

"I'd imagine so." George agreed.

Fluer came up to the surface, carrying no one.

"I coudn't get her! My sister!" she said nervously.

Harry broke through the surface, carrying both Ron, and Fluer's little sister, Gabrielle.

Harry was out of the time limit, but they gave him extra points for not leaving the other behind. 

"Gabrielle!" Fluer yelled, and ran up to hug her sister, "Arry! Thank you!"

I came down the stairs to Hermione, who was sitting next to Viktor, talking.

"Hey Hermione! That water looks pretty cold."

"It is." 

Riley came over with George.

"The third task..." Riley started, but trailed off.

"No matter what happens, we'll be there for you, Riley." I reassured.

"I know but..." 

"I know it doesn't change anything... I'm sorry." George said.

"It's not your fault. Any of you." 

"Maybe it would be good to, hang out with him, Hogsmeade weekend, and not talk about the tournament." I suggested.

"Yeah... maybe."