Royals (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Chapter 56

I sat with Ron and Hermione, my head was throbbing as my eyes danced around the arena. "Harry told me about you! drinking firewhiskey last night! how stupid can you be?" Hermione hissed at me as if she was an angry mother I groaned and Ron laughed. Hermione reached into her pocket and pulled out some muggle medicine. "paracetamol, works miracles- unless you want to go to Madame Pomfrey and explain why you're hungover" she dropped two of the small pills into my hand. Ron handed me his bottle of water and I took them quickly. My eyes focusing back onto the large maze. 

The champions emerge from underneath the stands. "Earlier today Professor Moody placed the tri-wizards cup deep within the maze. Only he knows its exact position. Now as Mr Diggory..." Dumbledore was cut off by the crowd cheering. "and Mr Potter tied for the first position they will be the first to enter the maze." I cheered loudly in support along with the Gryffindors and a few Hufflepuff's. "Followed by Mr Krum..." Dumbstrang roared and banged loudly on the floor. "and then Miss Delacour!" the girls from Beauxbatons clapped for the tall blonde girl. "The first person to touch the cup will be the winner. I've instructed the staff to patrol the perimeter if at any point should a contestant wish to withdraw from the task he or she need only send up red sparks with their wands. Contestants gather round." the headmaster boomed and the contestants moved forward, Dumbledore faced the four "In the maze, you'll find not dragons or creatures of the deep. Instead, you'll face something more challenging. You see, people change in the maze. Oh find the cup if you can, but be very weary you could just lose yourselves along the way." Dumbledore finished and Madeye moved forward. "Champions! Prepare yourselves." he bellowed, Cedric moved quickly and hugged his father. "On the count of three... ONE..." Dumbledore was cut off by the Cannon and he turned to look at Filch who shrugged almost comically. Harry and Cedric enter the maze through different entrances. The entrance closes up behind Harry. Fleur and Krum following after quickly and that was that. we could no longer see anyone.

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An hour or two had passed and Harry appeared with Cedric in his hands. My eyes study the duo, Harry looked anguished and music played loudly and many people cheer loudly. I stood up quickly "somethings wrong!" I muttered to my two friends and moved quickly towards them. "Harry!" I call dropping down beside the boy who was in tears clinging onto Cedric body. "Harry! Harry!" Dumbledore moved quickly towards us. I move my ear to above Cedric's mouth, my eyes winded when I realized the boy was dead. Tears pricked in my eyes and I tried to pull Harry off him, Dumbledore cam to my aid, "what happened?" Dumbledore's voice was filled with horror as he stared at the deceased boy. "He's back, he's back! Voldemort's back. Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him, not there." Harry cried hysterically and my heart broke. "Its okay Harry, It's okay, you're home now. you both are" I continued trying to pull Harry off Cedric and he finally complied dropping into my arms and crying loudly. I rocked him side to side and laid a few kisses on this head, Fudge moved towards us. "Keep everybody in their seats. A boy has just been killed. The body must be moved Dumbledore, there are... too many people." He whispered rather loudly.  Amos, Cedric's father moved quickly towards us, "Let me through! That's my son! My boy!" he wailed moving towards us all, I looked around the crowd looked distraught. Mad-eye moved towards us and roughly grabbed Harry from my arms and began dragging him along, "you! come with us!" he growled at me and I scrambled up running after them. 

We entered the office and Harry sat down quickly and I moved to his side crouching down and comforting him. Mad eye paced around the room "are you alright, Potter?" Mad eye questioned and Harry nodded grimly, "does it hurt?" he pressed on moving his eyes to the wound in Harry's arm. "Not as much anymore" Harry sniffled out, "I better check it out" I moved out of his way and Mad-eye inspects the wound. "The cup was a portkey. Someone had bewitched it." Harry gasped out, "What was it like? What was he like?" Mad eye questioned quickly and Harry looked confused, "who?" "The dark lord. What was it like to stand in his presence?" he leaned in staring at Harry. "I dunno. It was like I'd fallen into one of my dreams. One of my nightmares." Harry concluded and Madeye moved away, he starts shaking and struggling for air, he reaches for his bottle but it's empty. He rushes to a chest with other bottles and struggles to find one. "Were there others? In the graveyard, were there others?" Mad eye questioned rumbling through some draws. "Harry never mentioned a graveyard professor!" I chimed in my hand snaking to my pocket looking for my wand, it wasn't there. 

"Marvellous creatures dragons aren't they? Do you think that miserable oaf would have led you into the woods if I hadn't suggested it? Do you think Cedric Diggory would have told you to hold the egg under the water if I hadn't have told him first myself? Do you think Neville Longbottom the witless wonder could have provided you with gilliweed if I hadn't have given him the book that led you straight to it? Huh??" Mad-eye hissed spinning to face us angrily. "It was you from the beginning. You put my name in the goblet of fire. You bewitched Krum. But..." Harry began and Mad-eye began to laugh madly mocking Harry's sobs earlier. "You won because I made it so Potter. You ended up in that graveyard tonight because it was meant to be so. And now the deed is done. The blood that runs through these veins runs within the dark lord. Imagine how he will reward me when he learns that I have once and for all silenced the great Harry Potter and taken the most brilliant witch of all time to rule alongside him" Mad-eye laughed madly drawing his wand and pointing at us. 

A flash of magic occurs and Mad-Eye is knocked into the wall. Dumbledore and Severus come rushing in. Dumbledore takes Mad-Eye by the neck "Severus..." The headmaster mutters and I practically run to Harry's side pulling him back away from the three adults. Snape moved forwards holding a vile of liquid, Veritserum and Mad eye begins to wriggle demonically. "do you know who I am?" Dumbledore questioned, "Albus Dumbledore" Mad eye replied "Are you, Alastor Moody? Are ya?" Dumbledore asked and Mad-eye shook his head, "is he in this room?" Dumbledore continued and the mad-eye imposter nodded and looked to the chest that I and Harry stood beside. "(Name)! Harry! move away from there!" Dumbledore demanded and dragged Harry away. Dumbledore approaches the chest. The chest opens, it contains a series of smaller chests. When the final chest is open we see that there's a pit within holding a man the real Alastor Moody.

"Are you alright Alastor?" Dumbledore called down into the chest, "I'm sorry Albus!" The man calls back, his voice weak. "That's Moody, but then who's...?" Harry questioned, Dumbledore holds up one of Mad-Eye's Bottles and I moved forward taking it from his hands and bringing it to my nose, "Its poly juice potion" I conclude handing it to Snape who nods in agreement. "Now we know who's been stealing it from your store Severus." Dumbeldore joked lightly and looks in the pit, "We'll get you up in a minute." Dumbledore calls out, Alastor Moody groans. The Mad-Eye Moody they have captive in a chair begins to twitch about restlessly making strange noises. He appears to be transforming. He rips off his fake eyepiece which falls on the floor, we see that he's transformed into a psychotic looking scrawny man. "Bart Crouch Jr" Dumbledore breathed out "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." the man chuckles out loudly, "your arm Harry" they both pull up their sleeves. "You know what this means don't you? He's back. Lord Voldemort has returned." he cackles loudly. "Send an owl to Azkaban, think they'll find they're missing a prisoner." Dumbledore commands, "ill be welcomed back like a hero" Crouch Jr laughs again. 

"Perhaps. Personally, I've never had much time for heroes."