𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 || h.potter

twenty-three || Year 4 ✔️

The Weasley twins are shouting, busy taking bets. Harry is walking along with Neville and Ron, he has some green plantlife in his hand.

"You're sure about this, Neville?" asked Harry, eyeing the gillyweed on his hand.

"Absolutely." nodded Neville.

"For an hour..."

"Most likely." states Neville. Harry's wyes widen.

"Most likely?" repeated Ron, scoffing.

"Well, there is some debate among herbologists as to the effects of freshwater versus saltwater." grimaced Neville.

"You're telling me this now?!" Harry asks exasperated, Ron shook his head. "You must be joking."

"I just wanted to help." Neville sighs.

"Well, That makes you eight better than Amelia and Hermione. Where are they anyway?" Harry looks around for the two girls, Ron shrugs.

"You seem a little tense, Harry." stated Neville.

"Do I?" Harry rolls his green eyes.

They arrive at the stands, and the champions are aligned in the front, wearing their swimming costumes.

"Welcome to the second task!" started Dumbledore, over a loudspeaker. "Last night something was stolen from each of our champions. A treasure of sorts. These four treasures, one for each champion, now lie on the bottom of the Black Lake. In order to wind each champion need only find their treasure and return to the surface. Simple enough. Except for this, they will have one hour to do so, and one hour only. After that, they'll be on their own."

"Good luck, mate." said Ron, as he pats Harry's shoulder.

"Put that in your mouth." instructed Moody, Harry nods and puts the gillyweed in his mouth and starts choking.

"You may begin at the start of the cannon." finished Dumbledore. On cue, the cannon fires and the champions enter the water, three of them dive in while Harry is pushed. Underwater, the effects of the gillyweed take hold, Harry's hands and feet become webbed.

Harry flies into the the air like a dolphin and the crowd cheer loudly.                         

Harry swims among the fish and rocks. Singing voices start echoing.

Harry is still searching around. He hears muffled screams. He finds Amelia, Hermione, Cho Chang and a blonde girl from Beauxbatons tied in place by their ankles. He holds Amelia's face and notices Cedric is there, he takes Cho with him, Cedric points his wand on the seaweed that's on Cho's ankle and with a spell, it breaks the seaweed. He nods at Harry, and points at his watch, Harry nods. Harry sets about freeing Amelia and Hermione but vicious merpeople appear.

"But she's my friend too!" said Harry, while a trident is pointed in his neck.

"Only one." The mermaid growls.

What looks like a shark approaches at high speed. Harry sees that it has legs and it's Viktor. He takes Hermione and heads for the surface and Harry frees Amelia.

Harry looks over and sees the blonde girl that Fleur was unable to rescue. He looks around, checking for any mermaids that are looking, there are none and he loosens her rope too and starts heading for the surface with the both of them. Then suddenly, something gripped his leg and gets held down by some creatures, he pushes Amelia and the girl towards the surface.

Above the water, Amelia & the girl come up, they're coughing but safe. Amelia holds the girl, noticing she couldn't swim well. She shakes her head and went closer to the stands where Fleur was holding her hand out for her sister to take. Amelia hands the girl in her arms to Fleur and they were helped out together.

"Get them a towel!" yelled Barty. Amelia was handed a towel and she glances at the water worried for Harry.

Underwater, Harry casts a spell which propels him towards the surface, he flies out and lands on the decking where the crowd are.

"Harry!" Dumbledore kneels beside him.

Amelia pushes through the crowd and falls beside Harry. "Are you Alright?" Seamus hands her a towel, and she wraps it around the boy.

"Get him another towel!" commanded Barty.

"I want all the judges over here now." Dumbledore stands up, and walks to the other side.

Amelia takes her towel from her body and wraps it around Harry, and she helps him warm him.

"You saved her, even though she want yours to save." said Fleur to Harry. "My little sister!" Fleur kisses Harry on the face. "Thank you." She turns to Amelia. "And you...you helped!"

"Thank you." She hugs Amelia, Amelia smiles kindly.

Amelia looks at Harry. "Are you alright?" She asks, again. Harry nods and she kisses him on his head.

"Harry!" shouted Hermione. "Personally, I think you behaved admirably."

"I finished last, Hermione." said Harry, panting.

"Next to last." stated Amelia.

"Attention! Attention!" shouted Dumbledore. "The winner is...Mr Diggory!" Cedric and his friends cheer. "For showing unique command of the bubblehead shark. The way I see it, Mr Potter would have finished first had it not been for his determination to rescue not only Miss Black but the others as well. We've agreed to award him second place! For outstanding moral fibre."

Amelia smiles at Harry, "Second Place!" Everyone cheers.

As they're walking away from the lake Harry's friends are cheering him. Amelia puts a hand on his shoulder.

"All moral fibre, eh?" asked Fred.

"Blimey, even when you go wrong it turns out right." chuckles Ron.

"Well done 'moral fibre.'" chuckled George. Amelia lets go of her best friend and walks beside Hermione.

"Today has been absolutely mad." Amelia lets out a breathless laugh.

"Indeed it has." nodded Hermione.

/*

The Quartet are taking a walk in the Dark Forest with Hagrid.

"So i remember," began Hagrid. "I remember when I firs' met yah all. Biggest bunch of misfits I've ever set eyes on. Always reminded me of myself a little. And 'ere we all are, four years later."

"We're still misfits." stated Ron, Amelia nods, grinning.

"Maybe." nodded Hagrid. "But we've all got each other an' Harry of course. Soon to be! The youngest Tri-Wizard champion there ever bin! Hooray!"

They walk on singing the Hogwarts song. Amelia's walking beside Harry, and notices Harry holding his head in pain.

"What's wrong?" questioned Amelia, she notices Harry looking over her shoulder, she follows his gaze and the sight before her made her want to scream in terror.

On the ground there lies, Barty Crouch lifeless.

"Mr Crouch?" called Harry.