Royals (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Chapter 45

Age Potion

An assembly had been called and we all stood waiting to see what would happen, "Your attention, please! I would like to say a few words. Eternal glory, that is what awaits the student who wins the tri-wizard tournament. But to do this that student must survive three tasks. Three extremely dangerous tasks." Dumbledore boombed "wicked!" Fred shouted "For this reason, the ministry has seen fit to impose a new rule. To explain all this we have the head of the department of international magic cooperation Mister Bartimus Crouch." Thunder roars overhead, rain begins leaking through the roof and screams break out. A strange man stands in the doorway, he casts some magic upwards and seals the roof. Peace is restored. "Oh my, it's mad-eyed moody!" I gasped staring at the man "Alastor Moody? The aura." Hermione turned "He was a catcher. Half the cells in Azkaban are full thanks to him. He supposed to be mad as a hatter though these days." Ron explains he walks through the room limping and stands beside the headmaster taking a swig from his flask and stares at Harry. "I don't think its pumpkin juice!" Harry comments and I giggle "After much deliberation the ministry has concluded that for their own safety no student under the age of seventeen shall be allowed to put forth their name for the tri-wizard tournament. This decision is final" Barty finally speaks "That's rubbish! you don't know what you're talking about!" George shouts and uproar rumbles through the great hall. "Silence!" Dumbledore demands and stands beside a box, shooting a spell into it and it begins to erupt in blue flames "The goblet of fire. Anyone wishing to submit themselves for the tournament merely writes their name upon a piece of parchment and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not do so lightly, if chosen there's no turning back. As from this moment the tri-wizard tournament has begun." 

I sat beside Hermione in Mad eyes class. "Alastor Moody." he speaks scribbling his name messily on the chalkboard, "Ministry malcontent. And your new defence against the dark arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me, end of the story, goodbye, the end. Any questions? When it comes to the dark arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?" he looks around the class "three sir!" Hermione replies, "And they are so named?" he questioned "Because they are unforgivable. Use of any one of them will..." she continues her voice quiet "Will earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban. Correct. Now the ministry says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different! You need to know what you're up against, you need to be prepared, you need to find somewhere else to put your chewing gum other than the underside of your desk Mr Finnigan!" he shouts, I was amazed how could he see, his back was facing Seamus "Aw no way, the old codger can see out the back of his head." Seamus whines, Moody spins ad throws the chalk at the boy in anger. "So, which curse shall we see first? WEASLEY!" he looks at Ron "yes?" the ginger was scared "Give us a curse.!" Mad eye demanded and Ron stood up "Well, my dad did tell me about one...The imperious curse." he answered "Ahhh yes, your father would know all about that. Gave the ministry quite a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why." Moody pops open a glass jar that contained a spider "what a beauty" the professor mutters and begins sending it flying around the class "Don't worry. Completely harmless." He speaks as the class panics, Draco laughs "what are you laughing at!" he sends the spider flying and it lands on Dracos face and he begins to scream. "Talented isn't she? What shall I have her do next? Jump out the window? Drown herself?" the teacher questioned as he moved the spider from Draco's face to a basin of water, the spider begins to wriggle. "Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only did you-know-whose bidding under the influence of the imperious curse. But here's the rub, how do we sort out the liars? Another.. another.. Come on come on. Longbottom is it? Up." Neville stands awkwardly and he was practically sweating buckets "another!" Moody demanded "The Cruciatious Curse" his voice was strained and I felt bad for him. "Crucio!" Moody begins to torture the spider who moves in pain, Neville looks as if he is about to cry. I shot up out of my seat "Stop it you Prat! Cant, you see it's bothering him!" I shout and Mad eye stops and picks up the spider which is still making a noise. "Perhaps you can tell me the last unforgivable curse Miss Windsor?" he pers at me "The Killing Curse" I replied and he cast the smell and the spider stops moving, dead. "yes correct! the killing curse! only one person has survived it, and he's sitting in this room" He stares at Harry who shifts under his gaze.  "Brilliant isn't he! completely nuts and deranged but brilliant none the less!" Ron exclaims and I slap his arm "he's a prick" I hiss "There's a reason those curses are unforgivable, and to perform them in a classroom. I mean did you see Neville's face." Hermione added as we looked at the boy who stared sadly out the window. "Neville?" I walk down a few steps and touch the boy's arm, I received no reply, the poor boy. Madeye pushes through the students and Grabs Neville, "son are you alright?" Neville nods solemnly "come now! let's have a cup of tea!" and he leads the boy away from us and I sigh. 

Older students are placing their names into the flame and others are applauding, a Hufflepuff approaches the goblet, I think his name was Cedric Diggory, he was rather handsome, he shoots me a smile and I grin lightly back. "Eternal glory, be brilliant, wouldn't it? In three years from now, we'll be old enough to be chosen." Ron smiles and I roll my eyes focusing on the book in my hands, "Better you than me!" Harry adds and I agree. The twins enter the room cheering "Thank you! thank you, well lads we've done it." George cheers "Cooked it up this morning!" Fred added and I rolled my eyes closing my book. "It's not going to work" I sing and they lean down beside me "and why is that princess?" Fred questioned, "that's an age line, dumbledore drew it himself!" I laughed and they rolled their eyes "so?" George added, "So a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by something pathetically dimwitted such as an age potion." Hermione added, "That's why it is brilliant!" Fred laughs. The two stand and link arms. "Ready Fred?" "Ready George" they chug the potions They jump inside the age line, and cheer. They put their names in the flame and do a high-five. The flame fires up and they're flung across the room onto the floor. When they get up they have full heads of grey hair and beards I burst out laughing.  "You said!" "You said!" The two begin fighting on the floor and we all cheer them on, The room suddenly becomes silent as Viktor Krum walks in and puts his name in the flame. He looks at Hermione and I and we smile.