SuperPotterLock- The Goblet of Fire

Padfoot Returns

Though the Second Task was over, John's feelings of unease did not subside as they entered wind-swept March. His dreams of the Dark Mark became more frequent, and spent much of his time avoiding going to bed, preferring to spend the time after lessons taking a nap. At least that way, he wouldn't keep waking everyone up with his nightmares.

The post was delayed by the strong winds, and Harry didn't get a reply from Sirius until the Friday before the Hogsmeade weekend. The brown owl that delivered it tumbled from the air, and fluttered off as soon as Harry released the letter from its leg.

Be at stile at end of road out of Hogsmeade (past Dervish & Banges) at two o'clock on Saturday afternoon. Bring as much food as you can, Harry read out.

'He hasn't come back to Hogsmeade?' Ron said incredulously.

'It looks like it, doesn't it?' said Hermione.

'I can't believe him,' Harry said tensely. 'If he's caught...'

'Made it so far, though, hasn't he?' said Ron. 'And it's not like the place is swarming with Dementors anymore.'

John grabbed the letter, and felt cold and discomfort, as well as an overwhelming, gnawing hunger. He shook his head, and gave Harry back the letter. 'He seems fine,' John said. 'Hungry though.'

'It's so weird how you can do that,' Ron said.

'Thanks.' John grabbed a couple more slices of toast before the Gryffindors all made their way down to the dungeons.

Once they reached Snape's classroom, they saw a gaggle of Slytherins crowded closely together around the door, and John could feel the delight radiating from them. 'Heads up,' he muttered to the others.

'There they are!' Pansy Parkinson giggled a the group broke apart. She had a copy of Witch Weekly in her hands. 'You might find something to interest you in there, Granger!' she said loudly, throwing the magazine at her. At that moment, the dungeon doors opened and Snape beckoned them inside.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and John headed for a table at the back if the class, as usual, and Hermione hastily rifled through the magazine, while Snape's back was turned.

They found what they were looking for in the centre page under a colour photograph of Harry and the headline: HARRY POTTER'S SECRET HEARTACHE:

A boy like no other, perhaps - yet a boy suffering all the usual pangs of adolescence, writes Rita Skeeter. Deprived of love since the tragic demise of his parents, fourteen-year-old Harry Potter thought he had found solace in his steady girlfriend at Hogwarts, Muggle-born Hermione Granger. Little did he know that he would shortly be suffering yet another emotional blow in a life already littered with personal loss.

Miss Granger, a plain but ambitious girl, seems to have a taste for famous wizards that Harry alone cannot satisfy. Since the arrival at Hogwarts of Viktor Krum, Bulgaria Seeker and hero of the last Quidditch World Cup, Miss Granger has been toying with both boys' affections. Krum, who is openly smitten with the devious Miss Granger, has already invited her to visit him in Bulgaria over the summer holidays, and insists that he has 'never felt this way about any other girl'.

However, it might not be Miss Granger's doubtful natural charms which has captured these unfortunate boys' interest.

'She's really ugly,' says Pansy Parkinson, a pretty and vivacious fourth-year student, 'but she'd be well up to making a Love Potion, she's quite brainy. I think that's how she's doing it.'

Love Potions are of course banned at Hogwarts, and no doubt Albus Dumbledore will want to investigate these claims. In the meantime, Harry Potter's well-wishers must hope that, next time, he bestows his heart upon a worthier candidate.