!!DISCONTINUED!! 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙲𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝙼𝚎! {Draco Malfoy x OC}

Chapter 44

"I'm glad you did that, too." I replied.

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Today was the day. It was the day of the first task. I was extremely nervous. I was standing in the champions tent by myself. Everyone already knew about the bet. Krum was trying to sike me out. I was taking deep shaky breaths to calm myself down. I could use transfiguration, my wand, and since I'm a werewolf, I can use that. I saw Harry and walked over to him.

"Noticed Krum's tryna sike you out." Harry said.

"Me and my smart ass bloody mouth put that on me." I replied.

I took another deep shaky breath.

"I'm gonna go sit over there." I said.

I walked over to the couch and sat down. I decided to meditate to clear my mind.

"You're going to loose, Benton." Viktor said. "Sabrina can't help you from past the grave."

That made me angry. I balled my hands into fists and took a deep breath.

"Though, if you die, you can be with her all over again." Viktor said.

I could tell he was behind me. I quickly turned around and punched him in the face.

"Leave me alone, Krum!" I snapped.

Viktor rolled his eyes and walked away. I went back to meditating when I saw a flash. I opened my eyes and saw Rita Skeeta.

"Ahh, young love." She said.

"Oi, leave 'em alone, Skeeta!" I snapped.

"Oh! A Benton! Amazing! You look so similar!" Rita said.

I stood up and walked over to Harry and Hermione.

"If that woman doesn't leave soon, in going to rip her head off." I whispered.

Harry and Hermione laughed. Dumbledore, Barty, and Cornelius walked in.

"Miss Granger? What are you doing in here? This is the champions tent." Dumbledore said.

"I'll just go." Hermione replied.

She gave us a smile and left. Barty pulled out a bag.

"Alright. Let's get in line, eldest to youngest." Dumbledore said.

It went Viktor, Fluer, Cedric, me, then Harry. Poor Harry.

"Alright. You're going to pull a replica of a dragon out of this bag. That will be the dragon you are given. There will be a number attached to your dragon, that's when you will go. Alright, let's go then." Barty said.

He opened the bag and fire spat out. Viktor grabbed a dragon first. Common Welsh Green. Fluer pulled out a dragon. Chinese Fireball. Cedric pulled out a dragon. Swedish Short-Snout. It was my turn. I put my hand in the bag and one of the dragons bit me so I quickly pulled my hand out.

"Merlin's beard that hurt." I mumbled.

I put my hand back in and gently grabbed one. It felt cold. I pulled it out and stared at it in awe. A frost dragon. One of the more beautiful kinds in my opinion. It was Harry's turn. He put his hand in and pulled out a Hungarian Horntail. Dear god let's hope that thing doesn't kill him!

"Alright. Fluer is first, then Viktor, then Cedric, then Andrea, then Harry." Barty said.

I'm second to last. Crap. Fluer went out to the platform and the cannon went off. All we could hear was the commentating and yelling and screaming of students. It suddenly went quiet.