The Werewolf's Daughter

The After Party

'Hermione? Hermione? Are you ok?!' Maya cried, racing down to her friend. 'Oh, thank god!' she said, when she saw she was ok.

'Just cold!' Hermione shivered. 'Maya, can you believe he thinks of me as a TREASURE' she added.

'So, he hasn't taken the hint that you're not interested?'

'Obviously not. Just keep him away from me please?' she asked.

Maya nodded, and let Draco know what was happening. He blocked Hermione from anyone else's sight.

'Harry, Ron, are you two ok? Harry, you really are an idiot you know?' she said, before either could respond to her first question.

'Thanks Maya. Yeah...I'm fine.'

'Well, you are. Did you think they would let any of the people die? Fleur's 'treasure' would have been fine. You, on the other hand, could have killed yourself!'

'Maya, lay off him. Harry was being nice.' Draco whispered to his girlfriend.

Maya was about to say something else but was interrupted by Dumbledore giving out the points. Luckily, the judges also thought Harry was being rather nice and he scored quite high. Cedric won, but the points given meant that he and Harry were tied.

'The next task will take place on 24th June.' Dumbledore finished.

The students all made their way back up to the school – the champions and their 'treasures' went away to warm up while everyone else went to the Great Hall for dinner.

'You ok?' Draco asked Maya as they sat down – she had been very quiet coming back up to the school and she was very pale.

'The first task was dragons; the second was a task that could have drowned Harry, due to his own stupidity yes but still, he could have died – what will the next task be?'

'I don't know Maya, but just remember these tasks are designed to test skills and magic – not to kill anyone.'

'They're designed to test the skills and magic of a 17-year-old of-age wizard! Not a 14-year-old!'

'Maya, Dumbledore wouldn't let anything happen to a student. We just have to trust him and trust that Harry will get through this.'

'I'm not thinking of Dumbledore, Draco. Someone put Harry's name in that Goblet, and we have an ex death eater sitting at the table playing nicey nicey with our headteacher – what if he's to do with this?'

'Maya, Dumbledore knows Karkaroff and what he was – he'll keep an eye on everything.'

Maya didn't get a chance to respond as Harry, Hermione and Ron came and sat down. She didn't want them to know she was so worried.

'You all ok?' she asked.

They all nodded, and Harry & Hermione started to eat. Ron wasn't eating much – not like him at all. He looked a bit sulky too. After pushing food around his plate for about 30 minutes, he got up and left the table. 'What's his problem?' Maya asked.

'No idea. I'll go and speak to him once I'm finished.' Harry said.

'It's ok Harry, I'm finished so I'll go.' Hermione said, leaving the table.

Maya, Harry and Draco left the table ten minutes later; they made their way back to the common room and found themselves standing in a full-on shouting match.

'WELL MAYBE IF YOU DIDN'T ACT LIKE A...A...HARLOT! SNEAKING ABOUT IN CUPBOARDS WITH MEN.'

'DID YOU JUST CALL ME A HARLOT? HOW DARE YOU! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING THAT HAPPENED!'