to be or not to be~draco malfoy~year four

death

"sofia."

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"Woah, woah, woah, slow down. Now what happened to Cornelius Crouch?" I asked, unable to figure what my brother had said.

Me and Harry went somewhere private in the school to talk because he had a hell of a lot to say.

"Cornelius Crouch is dead. We don't know how he died but we have an idea on who did it." Harry explained. So he just dropped dead? It must have been after the second challenge. But that's right out in the open. Anyone could have seen.

"Who?" I asked. "Crouch Junior, Barty. The minister's son." Harry said. I gave him a confused expression.

"Isn't he in Azkaban for being a secret Death Eater?" I asked. Harry shrugged his shoulders.

"Not according to the dreams I've been having. I'm in a house. I don't know where exactly. All I know is that I saw Peter Pettigrew, Barty Crouch, Voldemort, and a really big snake." Harry said. My eyes widened.

"Does that mean Voldemort is coming into power?" I asked hesitantly. Harry sighed.

"I really hope not." He said. So did I.

*

It was the final challenge and we were now at a huge maze. We were at the entrance and a huge crowd in bleachers cheered and clapped for us. We were in a field just below watching as a band played upbeat marching music. I smiled looking up at the crowd. Some people had signs with:

GO VIOLET

ROYALTY FOR THE WIN

GO TEAM SLTYHERIN

We stood at five different entrances into the maze. I stood by Snape as he stood there collected and calm. He looked like he didn't even want to be here. But, he was my representative since he was the head of the Slytherin house.

Moody stood beside Harry. Cedric's father stood beside him. Igor stood beside Krum and Maxime stood beside Fleur.

I hope this maze isn't as bad as I think it is. I see Dumbledore go up to a podium and the music stops along with the cheering.

"Earlier today, Professor Moody placed the Triwizard Cup deep within the maze. Only he knows the exact position. Now, as Ms. Goldhorn." Dumbledore was cut off by a loud cheer coming from a crowd of Slytherin's. I grinned.

"And Mr. Potter." He was cut off by another roar of cheering from a crowd of Gryffindors. The crowds died down.

"... are tied for first position, they along with Mr. Diggory will be the first to enter the maze. Followed by Mr. Krum, and Ms. Delacour." Dumbledore said. The crowd cheered even louder from the sound of their names.

"The first person to touch the cup will be the winner." He announced. The crowd still roared and stood to their feet.

"I've instructed the staff to patrol the perimeter. Should, at any point, a contestant wish to withdraw from the task, he or she need only send up red sparks with their wands." He turned to look at us.

"Contestants! Gather round. Quickly." He said stepping off the podium. We did what the man had asked.

"In the maze, you'll find no dragons or creatures of the deep. Instead, you'll face something even more challenging. You see, people change in the maze. Oh, find the cup if you can. But be very wary. You could just lose yourselves along the way." He lowered his voice so only the five of us could hear it. We suddenly all parted and went back to our places.

"Champions, prepare yourselves!"

Oh, brilliant. I feel so much better about this. The crowd began cheering and the music picked back up again. I looked over at Snape nervously, he looked at me through the corner of his eye before looking completely forward.