Chapter 10 : The First Task
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I woke up that Saturday with the stupidest smile plastered on my face. My body had already become used to waking up at inhuman hours, so by five I was already awake. I looked out the window and noticed that it was raining softly.
What a wonderful day to be caught in the rain, I thought imagining Cedric and me entwined in front of our tree, drenched to the soles of our shoes. I shivered with the thought and continued to smile like a moron. My roommates were still sound asleep and I sneaked into the bathroom as quietly as I could to brush my teeth. I had hardly begun when I heard a tapping on our window. I crossed the room and opened it to let Cedric’s small owl in. I caressed it under the beak and let him have a small piece of bread I had lying around for emergencies.
My heart beat fast as I opened the note.
Georgie, I just can’t get out of bed today. Please don’t hate me. See you at breakfast at 9? Or at a normal hour that isn’t the crack of dawn? Your loving friend. Ced.
Though I was slightly disappointed I smiled at the note. I picked up a piece of parchment and a quill that had green ink in it and wrote down:
You are so lazy! Must admit I was looking forward to a stroll in the rain. See you at breakfast. Love, your friend, Georgiana.
I gave the note to the small owl and opened the window for it. He turned its head toward me and I swore I saw hesitation in his eyes.
“There will be a giant slice of apple waiting for you, I swear,” I told him before it flew out the window.
I went back to bed and was dozing off again when I heard the same tapping as before. I let the owl in and handing it a whole apple opened the note:
Ooooh, looking forward to a stroll in the rain, were we? Sassy.
I laughed out louder than I really wanted to and scribbled down an answer in a piece of parchment. The owl was staring at me angrily.
“Last time,” I said, “I swear.”
Stop being such a perv and go back to bed! And feed your bird already; it’s looking at me like he’s freaking Oliver Twist!
I gave the note to the bird and caressed it one last time under the beak. I hated to see it go out in the rain. I went back to bed and was awoken three hours later by Luna jumping on my bed.
“Happy November!” she sung at me.
“Happy November, Luna,” I beamed back at her incorporating in my bed. All the girls were looking at us like we were a pair of weirdoes.
“Happy November, everyone,” I called out to them.
“Happy November,” one or two of them called giggling.
I got up from bed while Luna moved over to the robin’s cage and started to caress its chest.
“So,” Parvati Patil called out to me while I was making my way to the bathroom for a quick shower, “I heard someone had a rendezvous late last night.”
How did she even know? For crying out loud, she was snoring and everything when I left the room late the night before. Or wasn’t she? Bloody hell.
“Um, yeah,” I told everyone who was listening, which turned out to be the Patils, Mandy Brocklehurst, and Lisa Turpin. Luna was blissfully unaware of everything that was going on around her. Too bad, I could have used the help.
“So,” Padma shrieked jumping on my bed and upsetting my robin, “What happened? Did he kiss you? Did he not? Did you kiss him? Did you hold hands? Did he say he loves you?”
All of the girls were paying attention now and I felt like the freak show in the room once again.
“Uh,” I didn’t really know what I was going to say, “No, uh, nothing happened.”
Everyone looked slightly disappointed.
“We’re friends, you know?” I told them gesturing with my hands, “Friends.”
“Alright,” they said.
I grabbed my old grey sweater and a blue shirt that made him unable to take his eyes away from me and walked over to the bathroom for my shower.
“So friends?” Parvati called to me.
“Yeah,” I answered.
“Right,” she said grinning “Is that why you’re wearing the sexy blouse?”
I looked at everyone in the room and noticed they were all grinning at me. I beamed back at them unable to contain my excitement anymore.
“Yeah,” I told them, “That’s why I’m wearing the sexy blouse.”
They shrieked with excitement and I walked into the bathroom. It was the first time I realized just how many friends I had in Hogwarts.
“So who is this Oliver Twist, and should I be worried,” he kind of stated when he sat down in front of Luna and me at breakfast.
“Wh-what?” I stammered, an amused grin crossing my face.
“You heard me,” he said, leaning forward to snatch my piece of buttered toast away from my fingers, which I actually think was more of an attempt to touch my hand without Luna noticing. Not that she would have.
I laughed heartily at him.
“Oliver Twist is a character from a book,” I told him leaning my head to the side and snatching my toast back from his fingers. Now that was an excuse to touch his hand.
“Really, Ced,” I grinned at him, “Do you not know anything about muggles?”
“Well,” he said leaning forward to grab his own piece of toast, “Not everyone can be as utterly brilliant as you.”
I smiled at him and took a sip from my juice to hide my stupid grin. He reached for the butter and started on his slice of toast.
“You look beautiful,” he said without looking at me, “By the way.”
“Thank you,” I kind of whispered, unable to contain my smile anymore.
I turned to look at Luna and noticed she was staring at us in a funny manner. Damn, I thought, did she just notice?
“So, Ced,” I said in a completely different tone, “How’s the First Task coming?”
He stared at me like I had just said the most shocking thing in the universe. I gestured with my eyes towards Luna and I could tell he had read her expression too.
“Right,” he said understanding, “Yeah, no. I—I don’t know anything about it yet, alright?”
“Well, it could be anything, you know?” I told him, “Conjuring a Patronus, flying a Hippogriff… defeat a dragon, perhaps?”
I tried to state the last part as clearly as possible, but somehow he didn’t seem to get it.
“Well, I’m fucked anyway,” he said with a sad little smile, “It’s a week from now, so might as well enjoy my upcoming death.”
I stared at him in complete shock. He was looking down at his toast. Suddenly, behind him, all the people cleared and I saw Harry Potter standing from his table, leaving the bickering Ron and Hermione behind.
“I need a moment,” I said in a hurried voice, stepping quickly away from the table.
I followed Harry out the Hall and was able to catch him at the top of the stairs.
“Harry!” I called out to him.
“Oh, hey Gee,” he answered looking amused, “Something wrong?”
“Oh, no,” I told him catching up with his face. I must look like some crazy stalker right now.
“Alright then,” he said awkwardly, “See you around Gee.”
He was starting to get away from me. Damn it! Say something! SAY ANYTHING!
“How’s the First Task coming?” I called after him without being able to stop myself.
He stopped suddenly and turned to face me.
“The First Task,” I said, “Have you figured out what it is yet?”
He moved closer to me with a fierce look in his eyes.
“Why do you want to know?” he said fiercely, “So you can tell your little boyfriend I guess.”
“Cedric is not my boyfriend,” I told him angrily. Stupid Harry Potter.
“Listen Georgiana,” he said, “I have been taking a lot of crap because of him and the stupid badges, alright? So don’t fucking come here asking me to tell you what the task is about.”
Shit, the badges. I had been so focused on everything going on with us these days that I had forgotten about the “Support Cedric Diggory/Potter Stinks” badges.
“He has nothing to do with them!” I shrieked at him, “Malfoy had those made.”
“I don’t care, Georgiana,” he said in a paused voice and started to walk away from me.
“If it were him who knew what the Task was about, Harry,” I called after him, making him stop, “He would have told you weeks ago. And you know it.”
He turned to face me. I gave him a fierce look for a second before turning around and leaving him standing in the hallway.
“Bloody hell,” I heard him mumble as I walked away. Now all there was to do was wait.
“You will never believe what’s happened,” Cedric told me slamming his books on the table at dinner and sitting in front of me. Luna had gone to bed early.
“What’s happened?” I asked him closing my muggle book and staring intently at him.
“That moron Harry Potter just told me what the fucking First Task is about!” Oh dear. I certainly wasn’t expecting that reaction.
“Is that a bad thing?” I asked him cautiously.
“Yes it is a bloody bad thing!” he yelled at me, “I am so humiliated!”
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I hadn’t bloody considered that. He sat down in front of me and clutched his head between his hands. I didn’t know what to say.
“Well, you know what you must do now,” I told him in a matter of fact voice.
“I do?” he asked looking at me.
“Sure,” I said, “You figure out the next one first and let him know.”
He smiled condescendingly at me.
“It’s not the same thing, Georgie.”
“Oh, come on Ced,” I kept saying matter-of-factly, “It’s not like he figured it out on his own.”
He didn’t ask me how I knew, though I did see the question written across his face.
“I’m the one with the insight, right?” I said smiling broadly.
He smiled at me and took my hand in his.
“Yeah, you are,” he said.
I smiled at him and went back to eating my potatoes.
“Damn it Georgie,” he moaned after a while, “How am I going to defeat that bloody dragon, anyway?”
I pretended like I was considering his question and finally said:
“I don’t know. I guess you could always turn a rock into a dog.”
“Oh no no no no no!” I yelled the second I woke up. I looked at my wristwatch; it was almost eleven, “Shit!”
I got up quickly, kind of brushed my hair and put some make up on. I grabbed the first shirt I laid my eyes on, which happened, thankfully, to be yellow and not red. I ran out of the dorm the second my shoes were laced.
Luna was getting ready to leave in the common room.
“Luna!” I yelled at her while grabbing the sweater I had left the night before lying on a chair, “Why the hell didn’t you wake me?!”
“But she told me not to wake you,” she said softly.
“What?” I hardly understood a word she was saying through all my running around, “Who?”
“Cho,” Luna said. I stopped short, “she said you had told her you wanted to sleep in late, so I left you alone.”
“That COW!” I yelled, “I could kill her.”
Luna was looking at me through scared eyes.
“Don’t worry Luney, it’s not your fault,” I called back as I ran out of the Tower.
I ran into God knows how many people as I ran towards the Hall. Please be there. Please, please, please be there!
On some point I think I tripped with Malfoy who attempted uselessly to grab me by the waist.
“I’ve no time, Malfoy!” I called back at him while still running.
He was there when I got to the Hall. It was almost empty and he was sitting in our usual spot, looking blankly at the wall ahead of him.
“Ced!” I yelled when I was close to him, “I’m sorry! I’m so, so sorry!”
“Where the hell were you?” he said standing up, “I’m freaking out!”
“I know, I know,” I said caressing his face to soothe him down, “Have you eaten anything?”
“No!” he said. He was really pale, “I feel like dying and you want me to eat, Georgie!”
“And now I freaking have to go!” he yelled at me.
“Hey,” I said, stopping him short by putting both hands at either side of his face, “‘They’re a rotten crowd – you’re worth the whole damn bunch put together’.”
“Is that even your line?” he asked leaning forward and pressing his forehead against mine.
“No,” I told him with a little smile.
“And am I?” he asked hesitantly.
“Of course you are,” I told him.
He closed his eyes and when he opened them he looked a little calmer.
“Damn it Georgie,” he said staring intently into my eyes.
“What?” I asked when he didn’t go on.
“I want to kiss you so bad right now,”
I smiled a sad little smile at him and kissed him softly on the cheek.
“Let’s just focus on the more important things right now, okay?”
With my right hand I reached towards the table and grabbed an apple. With the left one I grabbed hold of his right hand and pulled him with me out of the Hall.
I felt like dying. Fleur had done all right, I guess, getting some scrapes in her legs and arms and what I swore looked like a burnt eyebrow. Viktor had done slightly better and he had a nosebleed that just wouldn’t stop. I had hardly touched my apple, which I had actually brought for me and Cedric to eat. He hadn’t touched it, and neither had I. I had been watching Krum for the last couple of minutes holding a handkerchief to his nose. Now I was just wrapped in my own arms, rocking myself in a very uncomfortable foetal position.
“Gee,” a voice said next to me.
“Yes Luney?” I asked.
“You might want to open your eyes now,” she answered me.
I lifted my head up and looked straight ahead. Cedric was coming out of the tent. He looked unbelievably pale. He spotted me between the crowd and gave me a nervous little smirk. I smiled back at him trying to look as strong as I could. Somehow I thought it was not enough. I saw as Cedric spotted the Golden Egg on the other side of the platform where the dragon was nowhere to be seen. He walked uncertainly towards it, and it was then that it happened. A strong flash of fire came out of a place those of us in the crowd could not see. Cedric jumped back in surprise and barely avoided being burnt. I gasped out loud. He seemed to remember suddenly that he had a wand in his pocket and he took it out. I saw his lips move but did not hear the words. He pointed the wand towards the rock nearest to the dragon and it suddenly transformed into a grey dog. The dog started running around and the dragon immediately became distracted. As soon as it started chasing the dog, Cedric launched forward towards the Egg.
My eyes drifted towards the dog, which was playing obliviously with the dragon, which was looking more aggressive as time passed. I turned back to Cedric, who was moving cautiously looking at the dragon the whole time. I heard a cry coming from those surrounding me and when I turned to the dragon and the dog I only found a big grey rock on fire.
“God no,” I whispered.
A second passed before Cedric realized just what was going on. He was standing less than twenty steps away from the Egg. The dragon turned to Cedric and I saw his face whiten. A flash of fire came from the dragon’s mouth and Cedric moved just in time. A heart-wrenching scream came out of his lips and my legs began to tremble. When he was able to stand up he was clutching his cheek with one hand. He ran as fast as he could towards the Egg and when he considered he was close enough he jumped at it and managed to grab it and put the Egg under his arm. I sighed in relief.
“Immobulus!” he yelled, pointing the wand at the dragon, which immediately stood still and fell to the side.
The crowd remained silent. I could not take my eyes away from Cedric. He took a few steps forward and stared at the dragon in disbelief. He eventually turned towards the crowd. His cheek was red and bleeding, but the rest of his face was rather pale. I stood up the second I saw the looks of him. He lifted up the Egg and the crowd roared. He smiled weakly at all of us. I ran fast towards the tent where I had left him less than an hour ago. Fleur and Viktor were not there anymore; they had been taken to the Hospital Wing. Only Harry was there, looking almost as pale as I was, listening to the cheers coming from the outside.
“Get ready Potter,” called McGonagall.
“Thank you Harry,” I whispered before Cedric came in.
Harry stood up and walked outside just as Cedric made his way into the tent. They nodded at each other and Harry was out the door. I let out a small sigh of relief, which made Cedric notice I was even there.
“You did it,” I told him weakly.
He let the Egg fall from his hands and walked determinedly toward me. Before I could say anything he cupped my face in his hands and kissed me passionately, like he had never kissed me before. He kissed me desperately, pulling at my clothes and biting my lips at every chance he had. I soon forgot about the world. My hands were lying to my sides and I felt much too weak to do anything at all with my body. He grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up from the ground. Somehow I found the strength to wrap my arms around his neck. He walked with me in his arms to the far end of the tent, pushing me against the soft fabric. He bit my lower lip harder than before and I involuntarily let out a moan of pleasure that made him smile. I felt his lips curl on top of mine and he went back to kissing me. With his hands he groped tighter at my back and I pressed my body closer to his chest. I moaned again and he took the chance to slip his tongue into my mouth. His taste inside of me was sweet; I never wanted it to stop. I noticed for the first time that I wasn’t kissing back and as he pulled away for a second to catch his breath I kissed him softly on the lips, biting his upper one and making him groan. He pulled his face away from mine and looked into my eyes. His whole body exuded lust.
“Georgiana, I-” he said.
“Shh,” I smiled at him, silencing him with my lips.
He reached forward and slipped his tongue into my mouth once more. I moved mine into his mouth and he groaned with pleasure. I felt the hair on his neck stand up. I smiled at his reaction and moved my knee between his thighs. He responded with another groan and pulled me tighter to him. I began to feel dizzy with his proximity and with the thought that I wanted him even closer to me. I wanted to feel his naked skin on top of mine, his hands tracing every inch of my body.
“I need to breathe,” I said pulling away from him.
“Alright,” he said, giving me a little space without letting go of me. Once I had regained my normal colour he leaned forward and kissed me once more on the lips, much softer than before.
“Friends?” he asked me, tracing his nose across my face.
“Friends,” I answered, leaning into him and slowly tracing his jaw line with my lips and tongue.
He smiled into my neck before looking up at me.
“I really needed to see a friendly face,” he whispered softly.
“I know,” I told him as I caressed his face with my hand, my body still wrapped in his strong arms, my knee still between his thighs, “I needed a friendly face too.”
He smiled weakly and leaned forward to kiss me one last time, this once a little more passionately.
“I love this friendship thing,” he said beaming.
“I love it too,” I told him smiling so broadly it hurt.
He slowly dropped me to the ground though he still would not let go of me. I looked up at him and noticed the burnt mark.
“Does it hurt?” I asked him.
“Not that much,” he said reaching to touch it, “Though I think you work as a pretty strong anaesthesia.”
I beamed at him and traced the mark with the tip of my fingers as softly as I could. I reached forward and kissed it slowly.
“Get changed and we’ll go to the Hospital Wing,” I told him, detaching myself from his arms. He hesitantly let me go, “I’ll wait for you outside.”
He stared intently at me as I left the tent. I was unable to stop myself from smiling as I walked out into the cloudy November morning.
Hey everyone! I hope you all enjoyed this. I want to thank you all so much for writing comments (write more, I love them!) and for all your reads. I'll be posting the next one as soon as I can. I love you all!
Also, Oliver Twist belongs not to me but to whoever has the Dickens' rights. I am not Charles Dickens, otherwise I would be well dead. What Georgie says to Cedric before the Task is from Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby, which I also do not own and I am not Fitzgerald.
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