❝How about we keep that back-up murder thing as a plan B, yeah?❞
In which the girl who just wanted a fun adventure regrets all of her life decisions.
BOOK ONE!
started: 28th july, 2020
finished: 26th december, 2022
[Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fi...
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"TEN MINUTES?TEN— ten minutes?"
Viola sat up so suddenly that all the blood rushed to her head and it took a second before the room stopped spinning. Her cheek stung from being so suddenly ripped from the page of the book she had been lying against.
Harry was across from her, upright, too, eyes wide despite how tired he was. A house-elf was standing by his seat. Harry checked his watch and then looked at Viola, who was blinking stupidly due to her fatigue. "The task starts in ten minutes."
Viola's stomach dropped, all colour disappearing from her face. "But— but we haven't figured anything out!" Her voice was so desperate, pleading for someone to just magically pluck a solution out of the air for her.
"You must hurry!" said the elf, frantically tugging Harry's sleeve. Viola didn't even have the energy to be confused by the small creature's appearance. "You is both supposed to be down by the lake with the other champions, sir and miss!"
"It's too late," Harry said hopelessly. "We can't do the task, we don't know how—"
"Harry Potter and his miss will do the task!" said the elf, and Viola wished she had half the enthusiasm he did. "Dobby knew Harry had not found the right book, so Dobby did it for him!"
"What? But you don't know what the task is—" said Harry.
"Dobby knows, sir! Harry Potter has to go into the lake and find his Wheezy—"
"Find my what?"
"—and take his Wheezy back from the merpeople!"
"What the hell is a Wheezy?" said Viola.
"His Wheezy, miss, his Wheezy— Wheezy who is giving Dobby his sweater!" He plucked at the badly shrunken maroon sweater.
"What?" said Harry. "They've got... they've got Ron?"
"What?" Viola echoed. "They've taken people? But then... that means they've taken Hermione and Dean, too!"
"The things the champions will miss most, miss!" Dobby explained. "'But past an hour—'"
"—'the prospect's black,'" Harry finished. "'Too late, it's gone, it won't come back.' Dobby— what've we got to do?"
"You has to eat this!" said Dobby, fishing a ball of what looked like slimy green worms out of his pocket. "Right before you go into the lake— gillyweed!"
