"Tell us again, Harry." Hermione groaned in frustration.

"Come seek us where our voices sound," Harry repeated again as his cheeks pressed on the book he's reading.

"The Black Lake, that's obvious." You told him as you rubbed your temples, eyes closed.

Ron started snoring and Hermione noticed causing her to shove him awake and handed him the golden egg.

"An hour-long you'll have to look," Harry repeated again, hitting his chin constantly on the book now.

"Again, obvious. Though, admittedly, potentially problematic..." Hermione leaned on the table and sighed.

Harry shot his head up and looked at Hermione. "Potentially problematic? When was the last time you held your breath underwater for an hour, Hermione?" Harry spat.

"Look, Harry." Hermione sat beside Harry and placed her hand on his shoulder. "We can do this. The four of us can figure it out."

"Hate to break the skull session," Moody stepped out. Ron, Hermione, and you stood up. "But Professor McGonagall wants to see you in her office."

Harry was about to stand but Moody stopped him. "Not you Potter and Weasley, just Granger and Stark."

You furrowed your eyebrows and crossed your arms. "But, sir, the second task is only hours away, and--"

"Exactly," Moody replied. "Presumably Potter is well prepared by now and could do with a good night's sleep."

You and Hermione exchanged looks and hesitated but Moody glared at the both of you. "Go. Now!" You grabbed Hermione's sleeve and walked away with her as Ron gave a small wave at the both of you, clutching onto the golden egg while Harry started closing books.

You and Hermione glanced at the boys before stepping out of the library. "Why do you think Professor McGonagall wants us?" You asked Hermione as the two of you made your way to McGonagall's office.

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"Daddy!" You, an 8-year-old girl, ran towards Edward Stark. Edward chuckled and picked you up. "I made a story!"

Edward made a face. "You did?"

You nodded and grinned. Edward sat down on the couch and he lets you sit on his lap. "Alright. Shoot."

"There's a guy named Anthony Stark." You told him. "He's a genius, billionaire, playboy, and philanthropist. He's arrogant and selfish too."

Edward frowned and looked down at you. "That sounds exactly like me before. Are you sure you're just telling a story about me?"

You grinned innocently. "Maybe."

Edward rolled his eyes with a smile. "Fine. Continue."

"Then his life changed when something happened. He almost died but he was saved. He noticed his mistakes so he tried to make things right. He became a superhero named Iron Man!"

"Iron Man?" Edward chuckled, resting his chin on the top of your head. You nodded. "Then what happened?"

"Since he's still arrogant, he didn't keep his identity hidden. He told the world that he's Iron Man. But of course, he changes every obstacle he faces."

Edward continued to listen, looking at nowhere. He wants to know the story you made. It kinds of surprises him that you can make a story at an early age. That shouldn't surprise him because he did too but younger.

After all, you are as intelligent as him.

"Pepper Potts helped him to go through all the obstacles." You continued. "Then they fell in love and they got married."

"Is Pepper your mum?" Edward asked, hugging you tight.

You nodded and put your small hands on his arms, slightly rubbing them. "Daddy? Can you continue the story?"

Edward thinks for a moment then he smiles. "Okay, sweet pea. Anthony got a kid. Her name is (Y/n). He felt like his problems were washed away when he saw his daughter. He swore to himself that he will protect her at all cost."

You listened and leaned your back at his chest.

"(Y/n) is a clever and compassionate girl like her father and her mother. She's brave too!"

You smiled at him and softly giggled.

"Then another girl came to his life. Morgan. He swore again that he will protect her, that he will protect his daughters even if it kills him." Edward continued. "Because his family is his world. His entire world. He'll protect them whatever it takes."

You nodded and smiled at him. "Whatever it takes." Edward smiled back and kissed your cheek. You giggled. "You're my superhero, daddy!"

Edward chuckled and picked you up as he stood up. "Oh yeah? That's right! I am Iron Man."

You opened your eyes and gasped for air. You started coughing out water. You looked around to see Gabrielle Delacour with you. You helped her swam towards her older sister, Fleur, as Draco, Ron, Cedric, Hermione, and Megan joined Fleur.

Ron lifted Gabrielle up and gave her to Fleur while you were picked up by Draco and Cedric. You coughed and looked at Cedric and Draco. "Th-Thank y-you."

Cedric smiled as he gave you his own towel to warm you up while Draco cupped your cheeks. "Are you alright, darling?" He asked worriedly.

You nodded and you started to tremble because of coldness. "Y-Yeah. I-I'm f-f-fine."

Draco exhaled and instantly hugged you to warm you up, kissing the top of your head.

"(Y/n)!" Hermione sat down beside you and cupped your cheeks. "Are you okay?"

You nodded and felt your lips were quivering. Draco looked down and placed his warm lips on your cold ones causing your eyes to widen. Hermione, Megan, and Fleur gasped in surprise while Cedric's eyes widened. You melted then pulled away, gasping for air. "Th-Thanks."

Hermione cleared her throat. "He's just, uh, helping her to warm up." She excused for you and Draco. You looked around frantically. "Where's Harry?" You asked. Draco looked below the water.

Suddenly, Harry flew right out from the lake and landed on the platform. Dumbledore quickly went to the boy. "Harry!" He exclaimed. Harry coughed out water as Seamus brought a towel for him. "He's all right." Dumbledore sighed in relief.

You and your friends quickly went to Harry as Seamus turned to Dean. "Go get him another towel." He told Dean as Dean nodded and quickly walked away to find a bigger towel.

"I want all the judges over here now!" Dumbledore ordered as he stood up. Fleur came to Harry with her little sister and knelt down just in front of him. "You saved her, even though she wasn't yours to save. My little sister. Thank you!" Fleur expressed her emotion by kissing Harry's cheeks.

Fleur turned to you and Ron. "And you two! The both of you helped."

Ron shrugged. "Well, yeah, a bit."

You snickered and slightly nudged his side. Fleur smiled and kissed Ron's cheeks. She looked at you and hugged you tightly before kissing your cheeks as well. Fleur gave you and Ron one last glance before walking away with her sister so both of them could warm up.

You blinked in surprise while Ron touched his cheeks. "Merci..."

"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Hermione!"

"Are you alright?" Hermione asked as she wrapped her towel around Harry. "You must be freezing! Personally, I think you behaved admirably."

Harry looked at her. "I finished last, Hermione."

Hermione kissed him on the top of the head and smiled. "Next to last. Fleur never got past 'ze Grindylows!"

Dumbledore came back to announce the winners. "Attention!" When no one listened, Dumbledore pointed his wand to his throat to make his voice louder. "Attention!"

You and your friends winced in pain and you stepped back in surprise causing you to lean against Draco. Once everyone was quiet, Dumbledore began announcing the winners. "The winner is Mr. Diggory!"

Cedric grinned as his friends cheered, earning a picture while you clapped in joy. "He showed innate command of the Bubble-Head Charm." Dumbledore continued. "However, seeing as Mr. Potter would have finished first had it not been for his determination to rescue not only Ms. Stark but the others as well, we've agreed to award him... second place!"

Hermione turned to Harry. "Second place!" She exclaimed in joy.

"Well done!" Dumbledore praised. "For outstanding moral fiber!"

Durmstrang boys were disappointed especially their headmaster. You looked at Viktor who was warming himself up and looking at Hermione.

You leaned your head on Draco's chest and felt yourself not shaking anymore. "I had a dream while I was unconscious underwater."

"What is it?" Draco asked.

"It was me when I was a kid... with my father." You felt a knot forming on your throat, tears are welling up in your eyes. Draco kissed your temple and leaned his forehead to your head.

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"Now, I remember..." Hagrid gasped. "I remember when I first met you all. Biggest bunch of misfits I ever set eyes on."

You chuckled as you, Hermione, Ron, and Harry walked with Hagrid in the forest. "Suppose you remind me of meself a little." Hagrid continued. "And here we all are, four years later."

"We're still a bunch of misfits." Ron chuckled until he glanced at you. "Not really for Ms. Stark over here." You lightly punched his arm playfully earning a chuckle from Hermione.

"Well, maybe, but we've got each other," Hagrid replied. "And Harry and (Y/n), of course."

Harry was walking just a few feet away from you, Hermione, Ron, and Hagrid and he waved at you and the rest. You decided to join him so he wouldn't feel lonely while Hagrid continued talking. "Harry's soon to be the youngest Triwizard champion there's ever been! Hooray!"

You nudged at Harry causing him to look at you. "Don't feel pressured. Even if you didn't win, you're still the champion in our hearts."

Harry smiled. "That was cheesy but thanks, sis." He blurted our causing his eyes to widen. "I—wait, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to--"

"It's alright." You replied. "I see you as my brother too." You ruffled his hair as he chuckled until you two heard Hermione, Ron, and Hagrid started singing.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,
Teach us something please,
Whether we be old and bald,
Or young with scabby knees," they sang.

You didn't hear the whole song when you and Harry saw something on the ground. A hat.

You and Harry exchanged looks and quickly walked faster. You two saw feet behind a tree and Harry's scar started to hurt. You both looked behind the tree and saw Barty Crouch lying down on the ground with his eyes opened, lifeless.

"Mr. Crouch?" Harry asked, his eyes widened.

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The four of you sat by the fireplace in the Gryffindor Common Room, discussing the murder of Barty Crouch, Sr. that has just taken place a few moments ago.

"They'll cover this up, you watch. Fudge'll sell his soul before this gets out in the Daily Prophet." Ron said, crossing his arms.

Harry furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "But why?"

Ron sighed. "Look, nobody liked Crouch. I know this from my father. Loads of people wanted him dead. But, he was a Ministry Official. It's not even like he turned up stiff in Knockturn Alley. He was murdered at Hogwarts. This is a big deal."

Hermione shook her head. "It can't be a coincidence... Harry's dreams, his scar hurting, the Dark Mark, his name coming out of the Goblet of Fire. Surviving the Tournament isn't the answer anymore, Harry."

You nodded, agreeing with Hermione. "It's bigger than this. And I really think you should go to Dumbledore."

Ron nodded too and looked at Harry. "Yeah."

Harry looked down at the fire and nodded. "Alright."