Immortal Magic (Book 1)

Chapter Sixty-Five

Allison's Point of View.

Around lunchtime, Ron and I made our way down to the Great Hall to meet Harry. Hermione had disappeared back into the library immediately after our exam, muttering something about "finally proving it."

The moment we reached the Gryffindor table, Ron stopped short. "Mum? Bill? What are you two doing here?" he asked in shock. I immediately broke into a grin.

Mum stood up smiling warmly while Bill waved lazily from beside her. I slipped into the seat beside Harry, unable to stop smiling at the stunned look on Ron's face.

Harry looked sideways at me, smirking knowingly as he leaned closer. "You knew they were coming, didn't you?" he asked quietly. I only winked at him in response.

"We came to watch Harry in the final task," Mum explained brightly while Ron finally sat down. "And honestly, it's quite nice not having to cook for once." Ron snorted while I reached over for some food.

"How were your exams?" Mum asked, looking between Ron and me. "They went alright," I replied while putting some potatoes onto my plate. "Hermione and I found them easy enough." Ron shrugged. "Some of them were awful."

"That's because you never revise," Bill pointed out, amused. "I revise," Ron argued. "You looked at your notes once and fell asleep on them," I corrected.

Harry laughed quietly beside me, and I smiled softly when I noticed some of the tension leaving his shoulders. That had been the entire point of bringing Mum and Bill here.

Soon Fred, George, and Ginny arrived and joined us as well, immediately turning the table loud and chaotic. Fred and George kept making ridiculous jokes while Ginny teased Ron about his handwriting during exams.

For a while, Harry actually seemed distracted from the fact that in only a few hours, he would be entering a giant maze that could probably kill him. Eventually, Hermione appeared carrying several books under her arm.

I looked at her expectantly. "So?" I asked. "Are you going to tell us what you found?" Hermione only smiled mysteriously while sitting down. "Later."

I narrowed my eyes suspiciously while she immediately launched into a conversation with Mum about exam schedules. The second lunch ended, and Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, George, and I all headed off to our final exam of the day.

Afterwards, the three of us returned to Gryffindor Tower to drop off our school things and change into different clothes before the evening feast. Once we were ready, we met Harry, Mum, and Bill back in the Great Hall.

Unfortunately, Harry's nerves had returned full force. Despite all the food covering the tables, he barely touched anything. I frowned slightly but didn't push him. The Great Hall slowly quieted when Dumbledore finally rose from his seat.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Dumbledore announced, his voice magically carrying across the Hall, "in five minutes, I will ask you all to make your way down to the Quidditch Pitch for the Third and Final Task of the Triwizard Tournament!"

Excited whispers immediately spread throughout the room. "But for now," Dumbledore continued, "will the champions please stand and follow Mr Bagman." I immediately reached for Harry's hand beneath the table and squeezed it gently.

He looked over at me, and my chest tightened painfully at the fear in his eyes. I forced myself to smile reassuringly. "I'll see you afterwards," I told him softly.

Harry gave me a small smile before nodding. Then he stood up alongside Cedric, Fleur, and Viktor. The entire Hall burst into applause as the champions followed Bagman out.