"Alastor Moody." He introduces himself to the class. I yawned as he writes his name on the board. I stood up a little too late Draco last night. Basically we ran back to our dorm just in time for our fellow Slytherins not to notice. "Ministry malcontent. And your new defense against the dark arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me, end of story, goodbye, the end. Any questions?" He yelled. Hes scary im not going to lie. "When it comes to the dark arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?"

"Three sir." I shouted.

"And they are so named?" He walks back to the board.

"Because they are unforgivable. Use of any one of them will..." i was cut off by him.

"Will earn you a one way ticket to Azkaban." Well how lovely. "Correct. Now the ministry says you're
too young to see what these curses do. I say different! You need to know what you're up against, you need to be prepared, you need to find somewhere else to put your chewing gum other than the underside of your desk Mr Finnigan!" Pupil whispers something making Mad-Eye throws the chalk in anger. "I can hear across classrooms! So, which curse shall we see first?" He walks up to Weasley. "WEASLEY! STAND!"

"Yes..." he stutters as he gets up.

"Give us a curse." He gulps.

"Well, my dad did tell me about one... The imperious curse." He sallows.

"Ahhh yes, your father would know all about that. Gave the ministry quite a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why." Mad-Eye pops open a jar with a spider in it. "Hello. What a little beauty." He talked to it. He uses his wand to send it around the class. The class shrieked. "Don't worry. Completely harmless." The class was unsettled. So was I. He started out the spider on the students. I grabbed Dracos hand as it got closer. "But if she bites... she's lethal!" Draco laughs.

"What are you laughing at?" Mad-Eye sends the spider onto Draco's face. I let go of his hand and fell out of my seat.

"Get off!" Goyle tries to get it off of him, while I stood back. The class laughed.

"Boo!" I screamed as it come up my shirt. I closed my eyes.

"Get it off me!" Goyle comes again and swat it, but missing, hitting my chest instead, making me cough.

"Talented isn't she? What shall I have her do next?" he send it to the window. "Jump out the window? Drown herself?" The class got quiet. Mad-Eye has the spider over a bucket of water, it's wiggling. "Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only do did you-know-whose bidding under the influence of the imperious curse. But here's the rub, how do we sort out the liars?" He looks around. "Another.. another.. Come on come on. Longbottom is it? Up." Longbottom stands up. "Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for herbology."

"There's the um... The cruciatus curse." He says to him.

"Correct! Correct! come come. Particularly nasty. The torture curse." Mad-Eye begins torturing the spider with magic, it squeals. Longbottom was getting uncomfortable.

"Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him, stop it!" Granger stops it. Mad-Eye stops. Neville is disturbed. Mad-Eye picks up the spider which is still making a noise.

"Perhaps you could give us the last unforgivable
curse Miss Granger." Hermione shakes her head. He casts a spell, Avada Kedavra, and the spider disintegrates. "The killing curse. Only one person is known to have survived it. And he's sitting in this room." We all look at he went straight to Potter.

"The man is disturbing!" I cried as we all got out of class.

"The man is mental! My father will hearing about this!" I never thought I would hate a teacher this much.

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I sat in the common room, drawing. Nobody was around and I liked be alone.

"They're starting to put names in the cup." Draco comes around. I closed my book.

"Shall we see who signs their life away?"

"Ladies first." I nodded and we headed to the room. We walked in as Cedric puts his name in the flame. He smiles at me and walks away. The Weasley twins drank some type of potion. They jump inside the age line, and cheer. They put their names in the flame and do a high-five. The flame fires up and they're flung across the room onto the floor. These are the only Weasleys i liked. Very funny, and entertaining. When they get up they have full heads of grey hair and beards. I laughed. They rolled around fighting on the floor and the crowd cheered. The room suddenly becomes silent as Viktor Krum walks in and puts his name in the flame. "Him?"

"Why not." I clapped.

"Daphne!" Cedric pulls me to the side. Draco almost grabbed me, but it was too late.

"You're gonna be in the tournament?" He laughs with me.

"Why not? Sounds fun." Draco watched as he tried to flirt with her. Merlins did it make him angry.

"Whatever Diggory."

"Watch me win."

"If you say so."

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Thursday night, the winners were going to be chosen. Blaise and I ran in the rain to the hall. My hair started to curl up. Everyone was excited to see who the winners will be.

"We late?" Crabbe said as he took a seat.

"Just started."

"Sit down please. And now the moment you've all been waiting for, the champions selection!" Dumbledore approaches the blue flame and it glows red. A name comes out. Everyone looks on anxiously. "The Durmstrang champion is ... Viktor
Krum!" Everyone cheered. The Durmstrang crowd cheer. Another name comes out. "The champion from Beauxbatons... Fleur Delacour." The Beauxbatons girls cheer as Fleur walks up. Another name comes out. "The Hogwarts champion... Cedric Diggory." Hogwarts student cheer as Cedric takes the stage. He looks at me as he does. Draco took notice. He crosses his arms.

"Looks like someone fancies you." Blaise looks at me.

"Shut up." Draco growls.

"Excellent! we now have our three champions! But in the end only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist this chalice of champions, this vessel of
victory the tri-wizard cup!" People cheer, but the goblet glows red once more and another name flies out. Dumbledore takes it and reads it. "Harry Potter. Harry Potter?" How is that even possible? He's not even 17 yet! "Harry Potter!" Potter slowly walks up. Dumbledore gives him the paper.

"He's a cheat!" I began.

"He's not even seventeen yet." People joined in.

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"Hes a cheat!" I said again walking to the dorms. My father waited outside.

"Daphne. May I speak to you?" He asked.

"See you guys in a bit." I waved at them as I walked with my father back to his office. Draco watched as how secretly they talked together.

"How have you been?" He cared.

"Im fine. Nothing is wrong." I assured him. "Matter in fact, i feel better." I gave him a nod.

"Has-"

"No." I stopped him. "Nothing yet. And we said we wont be talking about this here, remember?"

"I just-"

"I know. You get some rest. Looks like Potter will have you on your toes tomorrow." I chuckled, giving him a hug and leaving. I walked back to my dorm, my arm started to burn. I winced and held it. I ran as fast as I could to my room. I ignored the guys and ran. I took my sweater off and looked at my arm. The mark appeared. "Not now please." I heard the door open. I quickly put the sweater on. It was just Pansy. "Oh, it just you." I scuffed and purposely bumped into her as I made my way back to the boys.