I woke up with a jolt,trying to control my heavy breathing and my panicky heart.What...what just happened?Was it a dream?Or a vision...or a prediction?
I mean,it's quite impossible,hypothetically speaking,to have the same dream (or nightmare) more than 3 times a week...although,I never had visions like this one before...nor as frequent...
But it definitely has to be something important if I can dream of Voldemort,his snake,Nagini and Wormtail,killing a Muggle in the same old shack,and at the same time,my scar is burning like never before.Or actually,scratch that.It hurt like this in the first 2 years,when we met Voldemort.
Unlucky.
I look up at the clock and see that I woke up 10 minutes before the alarm,so I stop it and go prepare for the Quidditch World Cup.
Oh,I might have forgotten to mention that Draco and his family invited me over at their house for the last 2 weeks of holiday,and got the best seats at the Cup for all 4 of us?
So sweet of them!
As I finish getting ready,I go and knock on Draco's door,and it got opened quite fast,being greeted by a tired yet handsome looking Draco,wearing his signature side smirk as usual.

me:Good morning,Draco.
Draco:Good morning.Quite excited,aren't you?
me:Absolutely!
Draco:You should make a bet with Ludo Bagman.You're going to win.
me:How so?
Draco:Don't play innocent,Black.You're a seer.
me:*giggles*Oh my,caught right in the act~How embarrassing.
Draco:*chuckles*Let's eat something and then we leave.
me:The faster,the better!

Chuckling once again,he put his arm around my waist and we went to the kitchen,being greeted by Narcissa with a warm motherly smile.She told us that Lucius already left with the Minister and we'll also leave after breakfast.While chatting with Draco,Narcissa put a hand on my shoulder and looked at me with a motherly worried look.

Narcissa:Raven,darling,I hope I don't disturb you,but did you have any visions lately?
me:Well...You see...
Narcissa:Are they related to Him?
me:Yes...Also,my scar was burning.
Narcissa:How often did it happen?
me:3 times this week.
Narcissa:*sighs*It was ought to happen,sooner or later.Unfortunately,it was sooner than expected.The signs were clear as daylight...The marks were acting up.I hope you don't think of us as evil or...-
me:Narcissa,please.I would have done the same,have I been in the same situation as you or Lucius.The difference between us and the others is that we prefer to sacrifice our freedom in order to protect the ones we love,while they prefer to sacrifice themselves AND their loved ones,so that evil won't triumph.And I...I'd rather die then see the few people I care about die because of my poor choice.
Narcissa:Thank you,Raven.If only the others would see the other side of it...
me:Society is ruled by money and wrong morals.Unless someone speaks up and goes against it,nothing is going to change.
Narcissa:I think that someone is going to be you,in fact.
me:*smiles*Ironically,I believe the same.
Draco:Wouldn't it be great though?Having a Slytherin being the hero for once?Not Saint Potter over and over again?Or that Dumbledore...So said greatest wizard in the world...I call that rubbish!
me:Oh please.The old man may be a great wizard with tremendous power and wit,but nobody ever can outpower and outwit THE Great Merlin.Who,by the way,was a Slytherin.So jokes on you.

As the grave tension disappeared,we finished eating and headed to the destination,meeting with Lucius and the Minister.
Having arrived at the ENORMOUS stadium,we went to get our perfect seats,and the Minister introduced us to the 2 playing teams,Ireland and Bulgaria,including the famous and young Bulgarian seeker,Viktor Krum.I couldn't help but shy out,being surrounded by so many new people,but Draco was feeling really well,chatting with them freely,especially with Viktor (the age gap not being too big).The Ireland Team left to their couch,and the adults went to talk,leaving I,Draco and Viktor to chat,despite the little language barrier problem.I also managed to get some 'secrets' out from Viktor with my sly-sly speech,and heard that some students from his Wizarding school,the Durmstrang Institute,located in Scandinavia.It's actually surprising how they accepted a wizard so far away from home,but they don't accept Muggleborns.Oh well...

After our pleasant chat,Draco and I went to our seats,returning with the Malfoys ,the Minister having already left,and met up with the Head of the Sports Department...none other than Ludo Bagman,an ex-beater from the greatest English Quidditch team.He was really excited about the match and wanted to bet with as many people as possible,so I went to him with a small smirk and proposed my bet,that Ireland is going to win,but Viktor will catch the Snitch,and with a devious smirk,we shook hands and went away.

Draco:How much did you bet?
me:100 galleons.
Draco:Just?
me:That's all I took with me.I've more in the bank.
Draco:You're so leaving him broke.
me:Then,I did my job *smirks*

After a while,we went to our seats,only to be surprised by seeing Fudge,with the Bulgarian Minister and the Weasleys,along with Harry and Hermione.Now...that's quite awkward...

Lucius:Ah, Fudge.How are you? I don't think you've met my wife, Narcissa? Or our son, Draco?Miss Black,our guest.
Fudge:How do you do, how do you do?And allow me to introduce you to Mr. Oblansk - Obalonsk - Mr. - well, he's the Bulgarian Minister of Magic, and he can't understand a word I'm saying anyway, so never mind. And let's see who else - you know Arthur Weasley, I daresay?
Lucius:Good lord, Arthur.What did you have to sell to get seats in the Top Box? Surely your house wouldn't have fetched this much?"
Fudge:Lucius has just given a very generous contribution to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, Arthur. He's here as my guest.
Arthur:How - how nice...

Mr. Malfoy's eyes had returned to Hermione, who went slightly pink, but stared determinedly back at him. Harry knew exactly what was making Mr. Malfoy's lip curl like that.However, under the gaze of the Minister of Magic, Mr. Malfoy didn't dare say anything. He nodded sneeringly to Mr. Weasley and continued down the line to his seats. Draco shot Harry, Ron, and Hermione one contemptuous look, then settled himself between his mother and father.Good thing Fudge was there and it was only passive-aggressiveness between those 2...

Ludo:Everyone ready?Minister - ready to go?
Fudge:Ready when you are, Ludo.

Ludo whipped out his wand, directed it at his own throat, and said "Sonorus!" and then spoke over the roar of sound that was now filling the packed stadium; his voice echoed over them, booming into every corner of the stands.

Fudge:Ladies and gentlemen...welcome! Welcome to the final of the four hundred and twenty-second Quidditch World Cup!And now, without further ado, allow me to introduce...the Bulgarian National Team Mascots!
Narcissa:I wonder what they've brought...Aaah!Veela!

With that,a hundred of Veela,the most gorgeous women ever existing,dancing around the stadium,capturing the attention of everyone,especially the eyes of the opposite gender.The show was spectacular...How I wish I looked like one of them.They are simply the embodiment of perfection.As I was still gazing at them in admiration,I feel hot breathe on my neck and a low voice.

Draco:How shameful.They brought a hundred Veela,but missed out the most beautiful girl.
me:Huh?What do you mean?They're all perfect!
Draco:I suppose they are pretty.But at least I get to see you everyday,and they don't.
me:What are you saying...?
Draco:The beauty of a Veela is nothing compared to yours.

My eyes widened at that comment and I couldn't help but stutter hearing that utopic compliment,and I looked away,embarrassed,his low chuckle emanating in my ears.

Draco:Did you know that your eyes turn pink when you're embarrassed?
me:T-they do not~!
Draco:They so do though.
me:S-shut up.
Draco:If you wish~

Godamn him..who does he think he is?!With that gorgeous face and platinum hair and stormy grey eyes and....You know what?Forget it!No way in hell!Not now!No no no...No!
Focus on the game,Raven!Look at the Leprechauns!

Ludo:And now, ladies and gentlemen, kindly welcome - the Bulgarian National Quidditch Team! I give you - Dimitrov!Ivanova!Zograf! Levski! Vulchanov! Volkov! Aaaaaaand - Krum!And now, please greet - the Irish National Quidditch Team!Presenting - Connolly! Ryan! Troy! Mullet! Moran! Quigley! Aaaaaand - Lynch!And here, all the way from Egypt, our referee, acclaimed Chairwizard of the International Association of Quidditch, Hassan Mostafa!Theeeeeeeey're OFF!And it's Mullet! Troy! Moran! Dimitrov! Back to Mullet! Troy! Levski! Moran!

Using the Omnioculars at normal speed,we watch the Irish team score goal after goal,and many maneuvers from which I could surely learn a lot~
In the end,the match finished just as I predicted,it Ireland winning with 170 and Krum catching the Snitch,finishing with 160.Ludo owes me 100 galleons hehehe.
I go near him,while he was paying the twins,and smirking,extending my hand towards him.He sighed and handed me the sum,walking away sulking.

me:It was a pleasure doing business with you,Mr.Bagman.

After the whole celebrating deal,I felt something was about to happen,as Draco dragged me away from his parents who were also preparing for...something.Could it be...?Please no...
But my fears proves to be true,because not long after,fire started to engulf the tents,and the cheers were replaced with frightened screams.The Death Eaters returned...
Draco dragged me to a certain place,where a light peaked.Hermione!She illuminated her wand...and Ron and Harry are there too!

Harry:Tripped over a tree root.
Draco:Well, with feet that size, hard not to.
me:Draco...Don't start a fight...
Ron:*cursing frantically*
Draco:Language, Weasley.Hadn't you better be hurrying along, now? You wouldn't like her spotted, would you?

He nodded at Hermione, and at the same moment, a blast like a bomb sounded from the campsite, and a flash of green light momentarily lit the trees around them.My scar started to burn and I slap my hand to my neck as anxiety started taking over me.Come on,not now!Be strong!Please...

Hermione:What's that supposed to mean?
Draco:Granger, they're after Muggles.D'you want to be showing off your knickers in midair? Because if you do, hang around....they're moving this way, and it would give us all a laugh.
me:Draco!Don't be mean with a girl!
Harry:Hermione's a witch.
Draco:Have it your own way, Potter.If you think they can't spot a Mudblood, stay where you are.
Ron:You watch your mouth!
Hermione:Never mind, Ron.

There came a bang from the other side of the trees that was louder than anything they had heard. Several people nearby screamed. Malfoy chuckled softly.

I started breathing heavily,my eyes started watering,and I walked away,sitting on the ground,trying to get myself back together.All this panicking everywhere isn't doing me any kind of good.And Draco thinks all this is actually beneficial,dammit!Okay...Breathe...nevermind what's going on out there,nobody is going to attack you.You're a pureblood,and you are in great relations with all the other pureblood families.Nobody will attack you...

Draco:Scare easily, don't they?I suppose your daddy told you all to hide? What's he up to - trying to rescue the Muggles?
Harry:Where're your parents?Out there wearing masks, are they?
Draco:Well...if they were, I wouldn't be likely to tell you, would I, Potter?
Hermione:Oh come on,let's go and find the others.
Draco:Keep that big bushy head down, Granger.
me:RUN ALREADY!Keep low and don't get caught...

They ran,as Draco chuckled amused,then kneeled in front of me,same signature smirk on his face.

Draco:Ruining my fun,princess.
me:I'm dying here and all you care about is mocking others.
Draco:Control your breathing,and you'll get better.
me:Oh really?Think I'm not trying that already?!
Draco:Don't get so worked up,you're making it worse.
me:Then stop stating the obvious.You're not helping.
Draco:Then how about this.

He put his hands on my face,staring into my eyes deeply,and I couldn't help but get lost in his mesmerizing stormy grey eyes and I felt like I was in a trance,being enchanted by them.I put my hands gingerly over his,and he started controlling his breathe,slow and steady,so I could try and keep copying his.Feeling myself having calmed down,I close my eyes in relief,and hang my head,muttering a thank you.

Draco:See,princess.I'm not all that useless after all.
me:Didn't say that...
Draco:I know,I'm just teasing.Let's just hope I'll be there every time to save you.
me:Yeah...My hero...Hehehe...
Draco:*kissing my cheek*Your knight.Now let's go,before we get caught.
me:O-okay....
Draco:Oh and,by the way.
me:Hm...?
Draco:Pink suits you,but so does green.Try the pink hair and green eyes look someday.

Trying to shield my blushing face as he held my hand,guiding me to where his parents were,a loud "MORSMORDRE!" and the Dark Mark appeared on the cloudy sky,and shock took over me biting my lip,staring at it while going along with Draco to his parents,to quickly go away from there.

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After the whole ordeal with the Dark Mark,which didn't really disturb the Malfoys,Narcissa informed us that we had to go buy the books...and that the letter included...dress robes...?Like...Festive and all?What?!B-But...I don't have that!
Narcissa told me we'll have to go shopping...oh,I dearly dread that day...
Well,Narcissa told me about the Triwizard tournament that is going to take place at Hogwarts this year,and Durmstrang and Beauxbatons are going to attend.How marvelous~!I can't wait to see it!But...There's going to be a catch,no matter what,and with the incident at the World Cup...ah...I sure hope nothing bad's going to happen to me.
~Skipping the details from the shopping,me actually loving the dress,the train ride,Draco being rude to those 3,the Sorting Ceremony~
The House Cup won't take place anymore-no surprise here,Mad-Eye Moody is our new DADA teacher,The Triwizard Tournament,the students from the other 2 Schools will arrive in October,and the 3 champions will be selected on Halloween night.Thankfully,Dumbledore stated that only those of 17 years old or older can participate,so since I'm only close to 15,I'm not going to be able to participate no matter what...right?
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That night,in the Common Room,after everyone left to sleep,I kept staying in front of the fireplace,staring at the burning fire,so much in deep thought,that I jumped scared when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
It was Draco.

me:What is it?
Draco:Are you okay?
me:Yeah,I just....Have a bad feeling.
Draco:About the Tournament?
me:Precisely.
Draco:Explain.
me:With the whole Dark Mark thing at the World Cup,and how every year something peculiar happened to both I and Harry,having connections to Voldemort...
Draco:You think you'll be forcefully involved again?
me:I think...no...I SAW that...I will somehow have my name written on a burnt piece of paper...read out loud by a confused Dumbledore...
Draco:That might be your chance at fame though.Don't let Potter steal the spotlight again!
me:I don't want to die!
Draco:You won't die,Raven.You're too smart for it.You're a Slytherin.You're a survivor.
me:But...Draco...I'm afraid...If Voldemort rises then...
Draco:Then you're going to be protected.
me:Then he's going to want me to work for him,no matter what.I....he...talked to me...Both in my 1st and 2nd year...Draco,he's a Slytherin too.You know how we are like...
Draco:Always get what they want.
me:Exactly.
Draco:Look,if your name gets written and also gets read,I'm going to testify that you didn't have any intention to enter this,okay?
me:It will mean the world to me...
Draco:That just mean we're going to spend more time together.
me:I-I suppose you're right...
Draco:Let me be by your side,princess.
me:Okay...I trust you,Draco.
Draco:*soft smile*I'm glad.

Until the Halloween night,nothing interesting happened.The classes were the same,and Moody proved to be quite an interesting and intriguing teacher,despite his quirks.I and Draco became even better friends,and I know I can trust him with this problem.
This whole September was amazing.
On October 1st,the students from the 2 Wizarding School made their spectacular entrance in the Hall.
The girls from Beauxbatons did a swift and graceful dance,enchanting all boys,having blue butterflies flying around them.I sighed in admiration watching the girls,and remembered that most of the girls had Veela blood in them.Then,the students from Durmstrang did some moves with their canes,showing off their masculinity.Not bad,might I say.
After the show,they sat with us at the table.Ironically,Viktor was there too,and sat next to I and Draco,and Dumbledore and the Minister told the rules of the tournment,and showed the chooser of the contestants.

~The Goblet of Fire~