A/N: So it has been quite awhile since I updated on this story. I lost some momentum with it of course because it's so bloody long, but that's okay, I'm on Spring Break so I can work some on it. Anyway, overly emotional of course, but at least I think Harry will finally make a decision, at least for a day or so lol. Enjoy! Oh and there is some Cedric/Harry moments, just be forewarned.
Fourth Year: Part 4
Harry stayed in his dorm the entire next day. He didn't go to his classes and knew that it was inevitable that Professor McGonagall would come and check on him. Ron and Hermione knew what had happened and they were really worried about him. Similarly, Draco stayed in his dorm all day too. Anyone could put the two together and know what was going on. Of course, most would just roll their eyes and say it was just another day in Draco and Harry world of drama.
Harry lay on his bed and ran his fingers over the egg absently. He wasn't really thinking about much other than the egg and what it meant for the next task. He was exhausted, especially emotionally. He hadn't felt this exhausted in quite awhile. As he examined the egg, he noticed a notch at the top. He pressed down on it and the sides of the egg opened letting out the shrillest noise that Harry had ever heard. He scrambled to close the sides and it seemed to take forever to get them closed, but he finally did. He let out a sigh of relief and pushed the egg away from him.
"I haven't quite figured out what that egg is meant to tell us," Cedric said from the doorway.
Harry jumped at his voice and looked over at the door. Cedric was standing there, good looking as always, with a kind smile on his face. Harry couldn't help, but smile a little bit at the sight of him. "Hey, how'd you get in here?" he asked quietly.
Cedric walked further into the room as Harry pulled himself up in bed, keeping the blankets wrapped around his waist. He propped himself up against the pillows and gestured for Cedric to sit at the end of his bed. Cedric sat. "I'm a prefect so I just let myself in," he replied with a grin.
Harry lifted an eyebrow, not completely believing him. "Alright, alright, so I asked politely at the door if you were here and if I could come talk to you, but if they told me no, I would have definitely used my prefect abilities to get in here," Cedric replied confidently.
Harry smiled. "Well, I'm glad you're here. What did I miss today?" he asked.
Cedric blushed slightly at his compliment. "Not much, really. A couple of students in your year had a potion mishap that I heard about. They'll be fine of course. Um, they served shepherds pie for dinner which I'm pretty sure I saw Ron smuggle some out for you," he replied, biting his lip as he tried to remember the day.
"I'm sure it was Neville or Seamus who was part of the explosion in potions," Harry commented with a small smile.
Cedric nodded. "Are you sick, Harry?" he asked after a few moments of silence.
Harry shook his head and blushed. He looked away from Cedric's piercing eyes. Cedric sighed and started pulling at a string on Harry's duvet. "I know you have more to say," Harry commented as he looked at the expression on Cedric's face.
Cedric looked up at him and sighed. "I didn't see Malfoy today either. I actually thought you two were together all day," he replied quietly.
Harry perked at this news. He figured Draco would have been dragged out of bed by Theo. It sounded like he was actually able to do something himself. He frowned though because he could hear the hurt in Cedric's voice. "Well, I can assure you that I didn't see nor hear from Draco all day," he responded.
Cedric nodded. He looked around the dorm, avoiding Harry's gaze. "Harry, did something happen with your godfather after the task yesterday? Is that why you stayed in here all day?" he asked, unable to look at him, a blush on his cheeks.
Harry leaned back into his pillows and threw an arm over his eyes. Cedric was too perceptive for his own good. "Partially, but it was more about what happened after I talked to Sirius," Harry replied as he trailed off towards the end.
"What happened?" he questioned. He leaned forward, giving Harry his undivided attention.
Harry looked at him nervously, unsure if he wanted his rapt attention for what he was about to tell him. "Well… Sirius talked to me about this stuff with Draco and with you and he had some good things to say, but I'm not sure if I want to follow his advice, even though I probably should," he stopped a moment as Cedric lifted his eyebrow in curiosity. "Sirius wants me to see Snape about Occlumency and I don't want to do that," Harry continued.
"See Professor Snape about Occlumency? Why do you need your mind blocked?" Cedric questioned in confusion.
Harry shifted nervously. "Well… I…. I keep having these dreams, like I'm seeing things through Voldemort's eyes or something," he responded.
Cedric's eyes widened. "You-know-who? Seriously? He's dead. How can you see into a dead person's mind?"
Harry fought the urge to roll his eyes at Cedric's nickname for Voldemort. "I don't know how it works, but it does. Anyway, moving on from that because I'm not going to learn Occlumency," he said in a heated tone.
Cedric put his hands up in surrender, picking up on Harry's tone immediately. "Alright, well, what else happened then?" he asked, moving away from that topic.
"Well, I got angry with Sirius and we kind of left on a rough note so I was upset about that and I was upset about Draco and then as I'm walking back to the castle, crying, I trip and fall, getting even more angry and then Draco just shows up out of nowhere. He was being all sweet and I just, I just couldn't help myself, I kissed him! I flat out kissed him and then I was so mad that I did because I had just kissed you earlier and now I was kissing him and I felt awful. I told him that I shouldn't have done that and he told me that it was brilliant and all this other stuff-" Harry was silenced by Cedric raising his hand up at him.
"Wait, so you're telling me that you kissed Draco when we had just shared our first kiss earlier in the day?" Cedric asked his voice on the edge of being angry.
Harry looked away, feeling ashamed. "Yes, well, if you'll let me finish, you'll know what happened afterwards," he replied in a heated tone. Cedric crossed his arms and lifted one hand in a gesture for him to continue.
Harry frowned and narrowed his gaze at him. "Draco was begging me to give him another chance, but I told him no, that right now I did not see us being together. I told him that he swore that Nott wouldn't get in the way of us and every time, he does. I also told him that I liked you and that there might be something there between us. He got pretty angry at that," Harry explained. He left off some pretty valuable information, but he figured that Cedric didn't need to know everything that was said between them.
Cedric stared at him. He couldn't believe that Harry had told Draco that he liked him and that there was something between them. He couldn't help, but feel a bit warm at the thought. "You told Draco that you had feelings for me?" Cedric asked in disbelief. Harry nodded. Cedric leaned back against the bed post and looked away, biting his lip as he thought. "So where does that leave us?" he questioned, looking back over to him.
Harry looked at him in confusion. "What do you mean?"
Cedric shifted and got up on his knees. Harry watched him nervously as he started moving towards him. "Well, you have feelings for me and I have feelings for you, very strong feelings actually and so the question is, where does that leave us?" he asked again. He was hovering over Harry, knees on either side of Harry's hips, hands on either side of his head. His face was seriously close to Harry's. Harry gulped nervously. He hadn't been in this position with anyone other than Draco before.
"Cedric, I-" Harry was silenced this time with a kiss. His eyes widened as Cedric's lips moved over his. Even though he wasn't sure he was prepared for this, his body had other things in mind as his body reacted to Cedric. He reached up, winding his arms around Cedric's neck. Cedric responded immediately and settled his body over Harry's. He brought his hand down from by Harry's head to settle on his hip. He slid his hand underneath Harry's shirt and brushed his fingers against his side. Harry reacted instantly to his touch and arched his back slightly, pushing himself up into him. Cedric sat back, breaking their kiss, breathing heavily. He grinned at him and as usual, Harry couldn't help, but respond.
"Can I?" he asked as he gestured at the blankets that were covering Harry. He glanced down at the blankets around him and blushed. He nodded as he lifted them and Cedric slid underneath them. He faced Harry unsurely, but the look in Harry's eyes encouraged him. He leaned forward and kissed him again, more tenderly this time. This was how they spent the rest of the evening and unfortunately for them, they were not the only ones who had been privy to what they were doing. It seemed that Harry had another guest that knew that he hadn't come to class all day. Draco.
Draco fled the Gryffindor common room. He was trying so hard not to cry as he had spent far too much time crying over everything that was going on with Harry. It was difficult as he had seen Cedric and Harry making out. He was in shock at what he saw. Harry was so into it. Cedric was so into it. He hated that he had seen that. He should have known that coming to check on Harry was going to backfire on him. Of course, he wasn't the only one who knew that Harry hadn't been out of the dorm all day. Cedric would have noticed.
He stopped in front of the Slytherin entrance and bent over to catch his breath as his tears threatened to fall. "Draco?" someone called from behind him. He turned to look and saw Blaise and Pansy standing there looking alarmed.
"What is going on? What happened?" Pansy questioned as she took in his state.
"Have you ever seen something that could possibly be the worst thing you've ever seen?" he asked. Blaise and Pansy looked at him in confusion. "I just did. I went to go check on Harry, see if everything was alright," Draco began. He stood up and brushed at his eyes and then wrapped his arms around his waist.
"What did you see?" Blaise asked in a quiet voice.
"Well, someone else decided to check on him. I saw Harry, my Harry, the love of my life, making out with Diggory. I can't possibly get that image out of my mind!" Draco cried. His tears started to fall down his cheeks. Pansy and Blaise exchanged looks. They knew what had happened yesterday and what Harry had said. He had told Draco that he couldn't be with Cedric if he still loved him.
"But I thought that Harry told you he couldn't be with Diggory if he still loved you?" Pansy questioned in a small voice.
"That is what he said! He lied to me! He told me in those exact words!" Draco cried. He was glaring at her and she slunk back fearfully. Draco sighed and covered his face. "I'm sorry, Pansy. I'm not mad at you," he whispered. He felt deflated. He had such determination to not give up on Harry yesterday. Now it looked like it was all for nothing. He shook his head quickly and took a deep breath. "No, you know what? I need to just let this go. I have to try and forget what I saw and focus on proving to Harry that he wants to be with me and that I can be the boyfriend he needs. That is what I need to do," Draco continued, his determination renewed.
Blaise and Pansy nodded, trying to reassure their friend. "That sounds like a good idea, mate," Blaise replied. He walked over and patted Draco on the shoulder. Draco simply nodded continuously. He followed Blaise into the Slytherin common room followed by Pansy. Yes, he was going to just forget what he saw. That was his hope anyway.
The next morning came quicker than Draco would have liked, but alas, it was morning and he had classes to attend. He joined up with Pansy and Blaise and they went up to breakfast together. As they were coming up from the dungeons, Draco caught sight of Hermione and Ron. He didn't see Harry, but then Ron stopped to tie his shoe and he saw Harry with them. Draco stopped and stared at him, feeling his determination start to leave him. Harry was looking better than he had after the task and Draco wanted to think that it was because he had got plenty of rest, but the mean-spirited part of his brain shouted that it was because of Cedric that he looked better. Of course, as if reading his thoughts, Cedric appeared from the stairwell and walked up to Harry, looped an arm around his waist and kissed him quickly on the cheek. Draco felt his heart constrict at the sight. It felt like someone was ripping a piece of his heart out every minute that he stood there. Pansy and Blaise saw what was happening and gripped Draco's arms, tugging him towards the Great Hall and away from the two new lovebirds.
"Draco, don't' look at them," Pansy whispered as they moved past them.
"Trust me, I don't want to," Draco muttered back, staring straight ahead. They walked into the Great Hall, Harry's eyes following them. Cedric didn't seem to notice as he was trying to tell Harry what he thought they should do with the egg.
"Harry, are you listening to me?" Cedric asked. He waved his hand in front of his eyes and looked to see what he was looking at. He had missed Draco going into the Great Hall.
Harry blinked several times before turning and looking at him. "Yeah, I'm sorry, what did you say?" he asked as he tried to focus on him.
Cedric frowned slightly. "I said that we should try putting them in water. Maybe that will help," he suggested.
Harry scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. "Water?" he questioned.
"Yeah. Listen; meet me tonight on the fifth floor at the prefect bathroom. It's the fourth door to the left of Boris the Bewildered. We can do it in there," Cedric whispered conspiratorially.
Harry nodded. "Okay, I'll see you later then," Harry replied quietly. Cedric grinned, his one-sided grin and nodded. He kissed him quickly on the mouth before he went into the Great Hall. Harry blushed as he glanced over at Ron and Hermione. They were both frowning.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Hermione asked, warning in her tone.
Harry shrugged. "I want to see where things go with Cedric. I can't be with Draco right now. I can't trust him and Cedric likes me and I like him. I see no reason why we can't explore something," he reasoned.
"Gee, I think still being in love with Draco is reason enough," Ron pointed out.
Harry waved him off. "I can't be with him now regardless of how I feel about him. I can't trust him. I just said that. Please, don't give me any grief," he requested.
Ron frowned further at him. "Harry," he began. Harry shook his head and walked past him. He didn't want to hear anything he had to say, part of him knew exactly why, because he was right.
Ron and Hermione exchanged glances before sighing and following him into the Great Hall. Harry walked over to the Gryffindor table, not looking at anyone. He sat down at the table, his back to the entire Great Hall. Draco watched him walk in and knew that something had upset him. The hopeful part of his brain was wondering if Harry and Cedric already had a falling out, but he had seen Cedric walk in and saw that he was pleased with himself so he knew that nothing horrible had happened between them. He glanced at Ron and Hermione and could tell that he must have exchanged words with them. Maybe they don't like his budding relationship with Cedric either. I just might have a couple of allies there, Draco thought to himself.
Harry started shoveling food onto his plate. He looked up when he heard someone trying to get his attention. "Hey, Harry! So, Draco ran out of the dorm pretty quick last night. Did something happen?" Neville asked him. He was sitting next to him now and only those closest to them could hear their conversation.
Harry looked up with a surprised expression. "Draco was in our dorm?" he questioned. He wanted to glance over his shoulder at him, but didn't.
"Yeah, must have been around 7 or so, maybe 8. A third year let him in and he went upstairs. I think he was there for like five minutes and then he jetted out of here," Neville replied. He started to eat his food while Harry had suddenly lost his appetite.
"Oh gods," he muttered as he dropped his head to the table and let out an anguished cry.
"Harry, what's the matter?" Hermione asked in alarm from the other side of him. Harry was shaking his head and muttering over and over incoherently.
"He saw us," Harry whispered pitifully.
"Who saw who?" Hermione asked.
"Draco. He saw me and Cedric doing… things," Harry whispered back harshly.
Hermione's eyes widened and she shook her head. "Oh, Harry," she responded. Harry frowned and dropped his head to his arms again. He sat up and took a few bites of his food after a few minutes of just sitting there. Cedric and Draco were both watching him, wondering what was going on.
"I'm going to go to class or be by myself or something. Oh gods," Harry muttered as he stood, throwing his bag over his shoulder and hustling out of the Great Hall.
Draco started to get up to follow Harry, but Blaise put a restraining arm out. "Draco, no. You can't just go to him," Blaise told him.
Draco stared at the Great Hall doors, wanting to go after him. "I have to see if he's okay," Draco objected.
"No, you don't. It's only going to make it harder for you. Just leave him be," Blaise ordered.
Draco glared at him and Blaise glared back, but Blaise did not back down. "Fine," he replied as he sat down angrily. He started pushing his food around, but looked up when he saw movement at the Hufflepuff table. Cedric had gotten up and left the Great Hall. Draco could only assume he was going after Harry. Draco bit his lip as he looked over at the Gryffindor table. Hermione was looking over at him with a frown. She tilted her head towards the door and Draco nodded before he stood and left, Hermione on his heel.
They went down the hall towards the dungeons before stopping. Hermione looked at Draco seriously. "Draco, I'm sorry for what you saw," she said quietly.
"How did you know that I saw them?" he asked. He wasn't looking at her.
She sighed. "Neville asked Harry why you ran out of the dorm so fast last night. He had no idea that you had seen. I'm thinking he's probably feeling pretty bad right now," she explained.
Draco snorted and shook his head. "I'm sure Diggory will soothe it all for him," he replied scornfully.
Hermione reached out and touched his arm. "Just so you know, we don't support Harry being involved with Cedric," she told him.
Draco looked up with surprise, hope filling him some. "You don't?" he asked.
Hermione shook her head. "It has nothing to do with Cedric. He's a nice guy and I know he cares about Harry. It's just, Harry still loves you and we don't think that him jumping into a relationship with Cedric is the best idea. I mean you guys just broke up and it has been hard on both of you. It's just not a good time. They're both going to end up hurt," she responded.
Draco sighed. "Well, at least you don't think they should be together. That's something in my favor anyway," he commented. He walked over to the wall and leaned against it. He stared down at the floor biting his lip.
Hermione cleared her throat. "Not quite. We still don't understand why you would mess things up with Harry. We're still pretty mad at you about that, but we also know where Harry's heart truly lies and it's with you. I just want you to know that we don't agree with his relationship with Cedric. I'll see you later," she told him. She turned and walked away. Draco watched her leave and sighed. He pushed off from the wall and walked slowly to Charms.
Harry walked into the Transfiguration room. He was about a half hour early for class. He left his stuff in his book bag and instead placed his head in his arms. He vaguely heard the door open, but didn't want to look up. He was too ashamed and angry with himself.
"Mr. Potter, how responsible of you to come to class early today, trying to make up for missing all of your classes yesterday?" McGonagall said as she strode into the room.
Harry sat up instantly and looked over at her. "I'm sorry professor. I just couldn't come to class yesterday," he replied quietly.
She looked at him over her spectacles. "I understand that things are rather difficult for you now, with the tournament, Mr. Malfoy, and now Mr. Diggory, but that does not excuse you missing your classes," she said sternly.
Harry blushed deeply. "Yes, professor," he muttered. She watched him for a moment before giving him a brisk nod and walked back out of her classroom. Harry sighed and dropped his head into his arms again. Harry heard quiet footsteps behind him and he looked up. His eyes settled on Cedric. He smiled slightly at him before he sighed and turned back to face the table.
"You okay?" Cedric asked as he sat down next to Harry at the table.
Harry shook his head. "So we had an audience last night," he muttered.
Cedric blushed. "Oh?" he asked,
"Yeah. Turns out, Draco wanted to see if I was okay since he had heard I wasn't in classes yesterday. I guess he got his answer," Harry responded uncomfortably.
"Oh… well, I guess now he knows that we're more serious," Cedric replied.
"Cedric, I'm not sure, well, I'm so confused. I don't know, my brain is all jumbled," Harry told him.
Cedric frowned. He has lost count on how many times this was now that he was hearing this. He looked away from Harry, biting his lip. It was time to take a giant step back, no matter how much he didn't want to. Cedric stood up and squeezed Harry's shoulder. "When you are all sorted out, come find me, but until then, don't seek me out. Figure stuff out," Cedric told him as calmly as possible. He let go of Harry's shoulder and started walking towards the door. Harry bolted up from his seat and turned to look at him.
"Cedric, wait!" he called after him.
Cedric stopped and turned to look at him. "No, Harry, just stop. I need you to do this for me. I can't keep thinking that anytime we kiss or touch or simply hang out, that you're wishing it were Malfoy instead of me. Please, just do this. Not only for me, but most importantly for you. I'll see you around," Cedric interrupted his likely speech. He smiled slightly at him before he turned and left the classroom. Harry sagged his shoulders and dropped his head into his heads. He heard several footsteps coming towards the classroom as well as loud voices and knew that his classmates were coming. He quickly turned from the door and sat down, pulling his Transfiguration book out of his bag. I've made a right mess of things, he thought as his classmates waltzed into the room followed by Professor McGonagall.
"Alright class, turn to page 463 in your textbook. This is the spell we are going to be working on today. Oh, and before I forget, we are going to be having a Yule ball on Christmas. It is quite a formal affair and dance lessons will be offered. Now, on to today's lesson," she stated. The class erupted in whispers and murmurs. Harry fought a groan as Hermione started babbling with Lavender and Parvati about the dance. Ron and Seamus sat in front of him and groaned along with him.
"So Harry, who are you going to ask to the ball?" Seamus asked a bit cheekily.
Harry glowered at him and shook his head. Professor McGonagall was up at the front of the class showing how the spell worked. He continued to watch her without responding to Seamus's question. Ron and Seamus exchanged a look and turned around. Harry didn't look or respond to anyone the rest of class.
As soon as class was over, he jetted out of class without saying a single word to anyone. He vaguely heard his friends calling his name repeatedly, but he ignored them. As he was zipping up towards the Great Hall, his mind all over the place, he collided with someone and they both went down hard in a tangle of limbs. Harry clutched at his head where he had hit it on the stone. He heard the person he ran into groan as well.
"What the hell, Potter?" Nott demanded as he pushed himself up off the ground. Harry rolled over and pushed himself up to his knees as he cursed his luck.
"Fuck you, Nott," he muttered darkly. He stood up completely, brushed himself off and faced him.
Nott stared at him with a narrowed gaze. "You look like shit, Potter. Some golden boy you are," he taunted.
Harry glared at him. "Shut your face, arsehole! You are the most horrible person in existence! Everything that is so screwed up in my life right now is your fault. How can you look at yourself in the mirror every morning?" he demanded angrily. Every emotion that he had felt since fourth year started, every one that he had bottled up was ticking down before it was going to explode.
"Simple, I don't care what happens to you. Therefore, I don't care if your life is shit because of me. It means that I've had a rather successful year so far," Nott replied matter-of-factly.
Harry screamed angrily as he launched himself at Nott. The last look that he got before his mind went blank was Nott's wide, fearful eyes and the panicked look on his face. After that moment, all Harry saw was red as he punched Nott any spot he could reach. A crowd of people were forming around the two. There was no professor in sight. Finally, Harry and Nott were pulled away from each other both bleeding and bruised.
"Harry! What are you doing?" Cedric demanded as he gripped his arms behind his back. He was one of the two students who had pulled the two apart. Harry spit blood on the ground and looked across the way to see Draco holding Nott back. Draco looked tortured and especially worried.
"Just bloody perfect!" Harry cried as he threw himself out of Cedric's grasp. He walked over to where Draco and Nott stood and glared at the two. "You two deserve each other. This isn't over, Nott," he bit out angrily. He stormed past them and pushed his way through the crowd. He started running up the steps ignoring the yells behind him.
Harry's day simply went down from there. He received detention for his fight and he went to the prefect bathroom alone as Cedric would not have shown up after their problems that morning. Draco sided with Nott and to top it all off, the next task was going to be in the Black Lake which scared Harry to death.
He refused to attend the ball and simply stayed in his dorm all evening while everyone else had a brilliant time. He figured that Draco probably went with his friends as Cedric did. He didn't care. It was better that he wasn't there, for everyone.
The next day was Christmas and he was heading home to be with Sirius. He imagined that Sirius would try and get Harry to go to the annual Malfoy ball, but once again he refused. He couldn't face Draco or Cedric. He had to sort through things before facing them again.
"Harry, I'm heading over to the Malfoy's. Are you sure you won't be coming?" Sirius asked from the door way as he adjusted his tie.
Harry shook his head. He stood up as he noticed Sirius having an awful time fixing his tie. Harry chuckled as he walked over and helped him. "It's better that I'm not there. I need to sort through all these feelings. Being around Draco, will only make it harder. I'm sorry," he replied.
Sirius stared down at him with an understanding gaze. He sighed. "I wish I could help you sort through this pup," he told him.
"I know. Listen, have a great time, meet a pretty witch, and drink until you can barely stand. I'll see you tomorrow," Harry told him with a smile.
Sirius chuckled. He reached out and patted Harry's cheek. "You'll figure it out. I love you pup," he said as he pulled Harry into a hug.
Harry felt tears come to his eyes as he returned the hug. Finally, after several moments, Sirius stepped back and squeezed his shoulders. He smiled and turned and left. Harry sighed and wiped at his eyes. He walked over to his bed and collapsed on it. He reached for the controller for the tele and flipped it on and started flipping through the channels. He heard footsteps coming towards his door.
"Did you forget something?" he called out.
"Happy Christmas, Harry," someone said quietly from the door way.
Harry sat up and looked over at his door way to see Draco standing in his dress robes looking as beautiful as ever. He looked quickly away, not wanting to think the thoughts that his mind wanted to. "Happy Christmas, Draco," he replied calmly.
"I see you're not coming tonight?" Draco questioned.
"No, I thought it would be best."
Draco walked further into the room and was now standing at the foot of his bed. Harry inhaled Draco's intoxicating scent and closed his eyes, suppressing a shudder. "I haven't seen you for awhile or well talked to you in awhile anyway," Draco began.
"Well, I've been avoiding you to be honest," Harry replied.
Draco nodded. "You've been avoiding everyone," he retorted.
Harry nodded. "Yes, I have been," he responded calmly.
Draco groaned in annoyance and moved to sit on Harry's bed. He noticed Harry flinch, but ignored it. "Harry, come on. Talk to me, please?" he begged.
"Draco, I can't talk to you. My mind is jumbled with so many different feelings that talking to you or Cedric or Hermione or Ron, is not going to happen right now. I need time to myself. I need time to sort through all my feelings!" he exclaimed.
"How much time do you need to realize that you love me?" he demanded, his voice rising.
Harry let out a frustrated yell. "Of course, I love you! I know that! I am all too aware of that, but I can't trust you! I know that as well. Draco, please, just give me space. I can't be around you right now. Please," he exclaimed, losing steam at the end.
Draco stared at him as his lip trembled. "Okay. I'll leave you alone," he whispered. He stood and quickly left Harry's room.
Harry sighed and felt tears in his eyes again. Life couldn't get any worse.
Of course, Harry was wrong, life could get worse. His dreams were becoming more vivid and keeping him from getting a decent nights sleep as well as Sirius when he was there. He had silenced his hangings when he returned to school. It was just getting worse.
He was imagining what the task would be in the Black Lake and every time he was drowning. It was a great metaphor for his life. He was drowning in his emotions and feelings about Cedric and Draco as well as the Triwizard Tournament.
Finally, it was the day of the second task. Harry had not spoken to Draco or Cedric since November aside from Draco's brief visit at Christmas. Cedric has respected his wishes of space, even though he had told Harry he didn't want to talk to him until he sorted out his feelings, but it was space all the same. He caught himself watching both Cedric and Draco, trying to figure it out. He knew that he loved Draco and ultimately wanted to be with him, but he also couldn't deny that he had feelings for Cedric either. Sirius was probably right, he shouldn't be with anyone.
He made his way down to the lake, gillyweed in hand. Neville had told him about the plant that would basically turn him into a fish for an hour so he could stay underwater. He imagined that the other champions had other plans, but at least he had one too. He scanned the crowd, looking for Sirius. He didn't see him. He did see Draco standing with everyone, looking on worriedly. He also saw Cedric standing with the other champions looking focused.
"Better get up there Potter. Don't want to miss the festivities!" Mad Eye said gruffly behind him.
Harry startled and glanced over his shoulder at him. He gave him a curt nod before he continued the rest of the way to the platform. Once he reached it and took his place next to Cedric, he completely understood the scope of what he was going to be doing.
"Good luck, Harry and be careful," Cedric whispered the emotion obvious in his voice. Harry looked over at him and studied him for a moment. He then looked over into the stands and saw Draco staring down at him, Nott closely by his side. He couldn't tell if Draco was aware of it, but either way, it made something easier for him. He turned back to Cedric and smiled. Cedric's eyes widened briefly and he smiled his lopsided smile.
"Good luck to you. You be careful," Harry told him sincerely. Cedric nodded and they turned when Dumbledore started to speak.
"Good morning Champions! You will have one hour to complete your task. Remember, you are looking for the one thing that is most dear to you. Good luck," he directed. He gestured to Crouch and he shot sparks into the air, signaling that the task was to begin.
Harry shoved the gillyweed into his mouth and started to chew it. He swallowed it quickly, noting that it tasted pretty gross. Nothing changed at first and he was becoming frantic and then suddenly he couldn't breathe. The other Champions had already gone into the water and he was standing there, unable to breathe. He heard the gasps in the audience as he reached up to grip his neck and then he felt the slits. He fell into the water and found himself able to breathe in the water after his initial shock was over. He truly had become like a fish. He started to swim a bit and then feeling particularly brave, he leapt out of the water like a dolphin and briefly heard the crowd erupt in cheers.
As soon as he was back in the water he started looking for what was taken from him. He wasn't sure if it was a possession or if it was a person. He had seen Draco in the stands so it wasn't him. It obviously couldn't be Cedric because he was a fellow champion and had been standing right next to him. He was deep in thought as he swam, not really paying attention to where he was or what was around him when he felt something start wrapping around his legs. He shook his legs, trying to shake off whatever was wrapping around him. Then he felt things wrapping around his arms. He looked down and saw grindylows grasping at him with their long, sharp fingers. He jerked in surprise and started trying to pull them off, but they kept coming at him. Finally, he was able to get his wand and zap them away from him. He zipped away; narrowly missing a giant shark head with a human body which he determined was Krum.
He followed in the direction that Krum had gone and arrived in the middle of a merepeople civilization. He looked around as he watched merepeople swim quickly around him. No sooner had he marveled at the creatures then two appeared before him about to spear him with tridents. He startled as he looked at them and held up his hands in surrender. They poked him to move and he followed one while the other hung behind him.
He arrived in what appeared to be the center of the town and saw four bodies, floating, a rope holding them upright. They were unconscious. Harry gasped as his eyes settled on Hermione, a boy from Hufflepuff, a tiny girl that looked very similar to Fleur, and then finally Sirius. He gasped as he swam quickly over to Sirius. He was unconscious and panic set in, Harry's biggest fears coming to the forefront of his mind. He was afraid that Sirius, his only family, was going to die too. He glanced around frantically, looking for the other Champions. He didn't see them. He quickly swam over to Hermione and reached out to free her, but his hand was knocked away by a trident.
"But she's my friend!" he cried through bubbles. The mereperson shook their head at him. Harry looked around, trying to figure out how he could save her as well as the others. Finally, Krum torpedoed out of the weeds and quickly scooped up Hermione and took her towards the surface. Harry was satisfied that she was safe and then moved back to Sirius. He glanced around again and saw Cedric swimming over to the Hufflepuff boy who he remembered was Cedric's little brother. Cedric looked at him, encouraging him to grab Sirius and get to the surface. He tapped at his wrist showing that they were running out of time. Harry nodded.
He watched as Cedric took off towards the surface with his little brother then he returned to who he was meant to rescue. He did not see Fleur anywhere. He looked between the two, knowing that he wouldn't be able to take them both to the surface at once. He quickly released Sirius and pulled him to the surface. As soon as Sirius's head was above water he let out a gasp as he took in deep breaths. Harry saw Fleur crying on the side line and he knew that her sister was not going to be saved by her. Cedric was standing on the platform with his arm around his little brother, but staring intently at Harry worry evident in his expression. Harry looked up into the stands and saw Draco staring at him looking completely scared out of his mind. He was shaking his head slowly, urging him not to go back in the water. Harry turned away and looked at Fleur again. She was panicked. He knew he had little time left in his gillyweed. Sirius had swam back to the platform, thinking Harry was behind him. When he turned to look, he saw that he wasn't and saw a familiar expression on his face.
Harry nodded quickly and then dove back into the water. He vaguely heard his name being yelled, but soon it was lost to his ears as he dove deeper into the lake. He arrived at Fleur's sister and started to loosen the rope. However, the merepeople had something else in mind and started to attack him. He fought them off, his arm getting cut in the process and finally got her released. That's when he noticed that he was having a hard time breathing. He started to panic again as he pulled Fleur's sister with him. As he neared the surface he was almost out of air. His lungs ached and his chest felt like it was on fire. Finally, he breached the surface and Fleur's sister was gasping for air, along with him. The crowd erupted in cheers. Harry lifted his heavy arm and then felt his eyes grow heavy. The last thing he remembered was strong arms wrapping around him.