Resorted

Chapter Six

Harry's POV

"Together?"
"Together." We grabbed the cup at the same time, already covered in cuts and wounds but, none hurt just tingled. Then it happened, I felt like I was being torn to shreds, my skin was being stretched and my bones split apart. It stopped. We didn't land where I assumed we would, I thought we'd be at the front of the maze and win together, The Hogwarts Champions.

The cup flew out of my hand behind some gravestone. "You ok?" Cedric asked me.
"Yeah, you?" I got no answer but he helped me up. As we both gazed at the surroundings, we didn't know what was going on. It was definitely an old graveyard, and an unvisited one; no stones had flowers ans they were all chipped turning green in some places. It was also darker than in the maze, the looming feeling of doom still hung heavily over us yet, it was now normal this year. "Where are we?" He breathed heavily. Limping slightly, I walked round the graveyard coming face to face with one reading RIDDLE. A statue of the Grimm reaper with two wings was to the right of the gravestone heavily engraved with the letters of my enemy.

"I've been here before." I answered trying to remember everything I'd seen in that specific graveyard. Then I saw the cauldron and made my way over. "It's a port key." Cedric announced examining the cup, he smiled at knowing, however, I wasn't really listening.
"I've been here before." I repeated, "in a dream." I told Cedric while touching the stone with RIDDLE 1905-1943. Still cautious, my wand was drawn in my right hand. "Cedric, we have to get back to the port key! Now!" I panicked but he looked bewildered.
"What are you talking about?" He asked me. It was too late, Wormtail walked from a building and my scar burnt the worst it ever did. My mind may as well have been fried.

The pain was enough for a normal person to pass out but I collapsed to the floor. "Harry, what is it?" Cedric rushed over concerned.
"Get back to the cup!" I demanded clutching the scar on my head slowly turning me insane. The Hufflepuff saw the rat featured, plump man hold a baby Voldermort then drew his wand fiercely pointing it at the two. "Who are you? What do you want?" He was shaking from adrenaline and nerves.
"Kill the spare." The baby told his servant and without a second thought the Killing Curse was shouted. "NO!" I screamed finally back to my senses. Again, it was too late, Cedric had been hit and was pummeled in a twirl to the ground. A flash of green light and two words took the bravest Hufflepuff I know from this earth.

"NO! NO! CEDRIC! CEDRIC!" I was now yelling louder, my voice was cracking from tears I was holding back. Relievingly, I was shook awake by both Draco and Blaise and they had looks of concern. "Harry? Harry, what happened." Blaise said in a soft voice. Then I broke. Tears that could fill a pool escape my eyes and I rapidly tried clearing them, crying in front of Blaise and Draco? No, no I couldn't do that! "Blaise, grab him a dreamless sleep potion." Draco whispered to the Italian. Before I knew it, Blaise was gone and Draco was holding me and it felt extremely right. Turns out I didn't need the dreamless sleep potion when Draco was holding me. He was my potion that I didn't need to take.

--------------------Time Skip-------------------

It had been three weeks since that night. By then, I told Pansy and Blaise and they couldn't be more thankful. That Umbridge woman was now unbearable as the 'Hogwarts High Enquisitor'. All she did was assess lessons; she's put Trewalny on edge and Hagrid was now very jumpy.

Quidditch wise we've won every match we've played. Against Gryffindor was my favourite, we played dirty like always but we got away with it-like always. Ginny and I were both racing for the snitch and Flint and I planned it out. I was leading her round for one of the beaters to hit a bludger at her and it worked. The best part was that it didn't look planned.

Hermione and Draco asked to meet me them in the Slytherin common room but I had no idea what it was about. "Hello Harry." Hermione quickly said.
"She's a bit stressed. You know she doesn't like breaking rules." Draco answered my befuddlement.
"What rules are we breaking then?" I was intrigued.

"That Umbridge woman, she's taken it too far. That lesson I just had with her was, ARGH!" Hermione yelled pulling at her hair.
"What happened?" I asked Draco because Hermione was scaring me, "I didn't go."
"Well, Hermione said she finished the book so Umbridge tested her. Obviously she got them all right. That was when Umbridge let her 'practice' with her wand. They had a mini duel that was completely unfair as Hermione's never used the spells before. Long story short, Umbridge gashed her face with a spell."

"SHE DID WHAT?" I didn't think I could yell any louder than I did.
"Harry it's fine, I'm fine, but we need to do somthing about it. That's why-" she casted a silencing spell around us, "that's why we need to do somthing about it. We need to form a club where we learn defensive spells."

"I agree but we need a teacher, time, place, and people who want to learn." I said pacing with Hermione.

"We've got a place and around thirty or so people already." Draco answered, "Can you two please stop pacing? You're giving me a headache." Draco complained, like usual.
"I'm sorry your little ferret brain can't handle two people walking." I ruffled his hair and we both turned tomato red, it must've been awkward for Hermione. "Harry, we were thinking you could be the teacher." Draco said sitting on one leather couch.
"Me a what? I can't, I'm not experienced!" I retaliated, it was absurd, I'm not that good.

"Don't be ridiculous Harry! You defeated you-know- I'm just going to start saying it, Voldemort (For heavens sake Malfoy!) In your first year. Second year your defeated a young Tom Riddle, third year you found your GodFather, put up with Malfoy, no offence-"
"None taken, I was a dick."
"and fought of like fifteen dementors at once. Then fourth year you beat a Dragon, saved two people from the bottom of the lake almost getting yourslef killed but you didn't die. Then in the final task you escaped Voldermort (Malfoy!) For a fourth time in your entire life!"

Hearing it run down, my life is crazy and like it would be a fantasy book, not real. He had help with all of that though, "Without you or Ron I wouldn't have made it passed the final trial. Second year your research and Ginny did that. Third year Lupin helped me and in fourth I had help from the Moody-imposter aka Crouch jr, you, Ron and even Neville and Dobby. Most of it was luck anyway." I said but neither of them were taking any of it.

After hours of them pestering me I gave in the moment Malfoy started to beg- I said I'd only say yes if he did and I do not regret my wish. At the moment  we had Blaise, Pansy, Ron (shockingly), Ginng, Fred, George, Cho, Millicent, one of Cho's friends, Neville, Luna, Katie, Alicia, Flint, everyone else on the Slytherin team and eleven other students. We told them all to meet us at The Hog's Head in two weeks time on Saturday.

Rapidly, I wrote to Sirius saying: Dear snuffles,
   hope you're okay and that I can Meet you Again Soon. I hope the Fires keeping you warm Too. Well I hope you're Ecstatic Like I am. I am almost Vibrating I'm so livley. End of term is coming And I am Marvellous.

Lots Of Love, H.P

Sirius and I came up with a system for us to safely send owls and write that we want to meet. If you read all the capital's it reads MASF (Meet At Slytherin Fire) TWELVE AM. That means Meet at the Slytherin fire at twelve am. I'll meet him alone, he can't know about Draco yet, it's too soon for him to meet Draco. Sirius hates him so why would he accept the fact that I like him?
That's the first time I've admitted it to myself and I do, I really do like Malfoy. Wow, how times have changed; it's like Ron's switched with Draco but I like Draco in a different way.