"Oh shut up, Malfoy! I don't care what you think about me. Your opinion of me doesn't matter. It doesn't hurt my feelings so hate to bring you down."
Madeline Leah Lewis-Snape, a half blood witch. She grew up seeing her father here and there but sp...
Today starts the first stage of the tournament and I was terrified for all of them going against dragons. As the crowd cheers I hear the twins taking bets making me shake my head at them. "Three of our champions have now faced their dragons and so each one of them will proceed to the next task. And now our fourth and final contestant." Harry enters the rocky arena as we cheer his name. He sees the golden egg sitting alone, he makes a run for it but the dragon appears. We all flitch gasping as the Dragon gets close to Harry multiple times. Harry's forced to retreat behind a rock as the dragon flames him. Harry stumbles and falls around the arena.
"Your wand Harry! Your wand!" Hermione yells out. Harry summons a broom. He jumps on and flies off, the dragon gives chase. The dragon bursts through the crowd and we all look stunned. "Umm, I don't think that is supposed to happen." I say watching the dragon chase Harry away. "He's going to be okay, right?" Neville asks next to me. "He's Harry... He'll be alright." I turn my head to look at him. While Harry is gone the whole crowd mostly goes silent with a few talking here and there. We see Harry flying towards us and we erupt with cheers. He goes straight for the golden egg getting it. I go back to the Gryffindor common room with all of them to celebrate Harry getting the golden egg. Harry is lifting the golden egg, people around him cheering. The Weasley twins have Harry sitting on their shoulders."We knew you wouldn't die Harry." George looks up at him. "Lose a leg, Or an arm. Pack it in all together. NEVER!" They take turns then speak together.
"Go on Harry, what's the clue?" Seamus hands Harry the golden egg."Who wants me to open it? You want me to open it?" He opens the egg and a loud horrific screech comes out making us all cover our ears, he closes it again. "What the bloody hell was that?" Ron appears in the doorway. "Alright everyone, go back to your knitting. This is gonna be uncomfortable enough without all you nosey sods listening in." Fred says. "I reckon you'd have to be barking mad to put your own name in the goblet of fire." Ron says quietly. "Caught on have you. Took you long enough." Harry tells him. "Wasn't just me who thought you'd done it. Everyone was saying it behind your back." Ron slightly looks around.
"Brilliant. That makes me feel loads better." Harry reassures him. "At least I warned you about the dragons." Ron tells him. "Hagrid warned me about the dragons." I hold back my laugh. "Oh no no, I did. Don't you remember? I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Parvati told Dean that Hagrid was looking for you. Seamus never actually told me anything, so it was really me all along. I thought you'd be alright, you know, after you figured that out." Ron tries to get him to understand. "Who could possibly figure that out? That's completely mental." I watch them shaking my head. "Yeah it is isn't it. Suppose I was a bit distraught." I look at Hermione, "Boys." She says and laugh agreeing.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Welcome back home cheater." Wendy says making Pansy laugh as I walk into the common room. "Oh I get it. Because I go into the Gryffindor common room when that's not my house. Let's just say this relationship is toxic so I don't care I'm cheating." I smile jumping onto the couch. "Not that I care, but did Potter figure out the clue?" Draco sits across from me. "He opened the egg but an ear piercing screaming sound is all that happened." He nods his head not responding back. "You do know, after you ask someone a question and they answer you carry on the conversation." I laugh getting off the couch patting the top of his head. "No touching." He slaps my hand away only making me try to mess up his hair more. "Madeline, stop!" He starts to use both of his hands now. "It's just hair." I tell him ask I get a good hand shake of his hair then step back. "Wait till my mother hears about this." He stands up fixing his hair. "Oh please, like she would get mad at me. Remember she likes me." I tap his chest before going to bed.
