Harry Potter And The Goblet Of Fire - Blog Posts
So I read this one quote somewhere "And now I'll have to live longer remembering you than I did knowing you" and this hurts. Because Pads was sent to Azkaban after 10 years of them knowing each other. He was there for 12 years. So during this time, Moony lived longer remembering him than he did knowing him
Oh god did JK Rowling R E A L L Y create a fictional race of slaves that actually liked being slaves and - oh my- took it as a personal attack when you tried to tell them about the unfairness of the situation?
Good god.
Do you ever wake up in the middle of the night and think to yourself: Jk Rowling really fucked up in the fourth book with the whole S. P. E. W. thing didn't she?
Like what did she even mean? It seams that all the characters in the book find Hermione's activism annoying and unnecessary,and we're never given another take on it, so we're supposed to think that it is in fact "sjw bullshit" and something to laugh at. And the argument all those characters use against what she stands for is that elves are supposed to be slaves and that they are actually happy to serve wizards, which sounds soooo sick, and nobody actually gives an argument against that?
And I know this part of the book can be served as a satire of the society's attitude towards activism but what it turns out to be in the end is mockery of said activism. The way the author decided to portray it is soo shallow and mean, like when Hermione "forced" elves to be free and made this fuss about her SPEW club...
Like hey JK, wtf did you want to say exactly??
Okay but let's be honest
The only time I was on the Dursleys' side was at the beginning of the Goblet of Fire just because the Weasleys did not just decide to show up at the muggles' house IN THEIR FIREPLACE but they also BLEW THE WHOLE THING UP and were like: "Hi there very nice to meet you let me mutilate YOUR SON in addition to what has already happened well goodbye farewell kisses and etc."
Imagine being as xenophobic as the Dursleys and this happening to you. Won't you kind of be convinced in your bigotry? Because the FREAKING WIZARDS came with an EXPLOSIOn ruined your LIVING ROOM and also YOUR SON.
Let's forget our love for the Weasleys and our hate for the Dursleys and see who has the power of reason here.
P. S. And then this man starts pacing back and forth in your BLASTED living room and begins to talk to you about PLUGS
As the the third tasked arrived Cho had started to notice that Potter and Cedric seemed to have become closer and closer. It made her stomach twist in unbearable knots and fury rage through her. She had to watch in undetected anguish as Potter and Cedric had walked hand in hand to the entrance to the maze and bid each other a good luck kiss. She felt like throwing up at the mere sight. The first spark of red lights had appeared and she had a hope flourish in her that Potter had given up or was horribly hurt beyond repair. But it had turned out to be Delacour. Then, a second flourish of hope appeared with another string of red lights, it was quickly crushed as it was Krum. That had left her dear Cedric against that chit, Potter. Some time had passed by until suddenly Cedric and Potter appeared in front of them. Only something was wrong with Potter. The sight of seeing Cedric holding Potter against his chest while caressing her head had send painful twist through her but she noticed something was off. Potter ….. she wasn’t moving! And she didn’t look to be breathing. A tidal wave of hope and happiness had taken over, Potter was gone! She was no longer in the way. In an instant Cho had come up with an entire plan to comfort Cedric and be his rock for his mourning of that chit until he would finally look to her with love.
Cedric was crying over Harriet’s body. She couldn’t be gone! He still hasn’t introduced her to his parents properly. He still needed to help her escape from her awful relatives. He still needed to properly apologize for taking Cho Chang to the ball instead of her. He still hasn’t told her how absolutely in love he was with her. They had arrived in the graveyard and while on guard he wasn’t really expecting such a disaster to take place. He had heard it too late “Kill the spare!”, he had seen a blast of green light headed towards him as he tried to protect Harri from the unidentifiable voice. But in a moment Harri had shoved him towards the opposite direction and had taken the hit herself. He had to watch as the same voice had shouted order again for him to be restrained and for the rat-like man to haul up his beloved’s body to a tombstone and cut her arm.
He had struggled with all his might until he saw the most horrendous scene unfold. A snake-like man had arisen and it was then that Cedric had realized who it was as He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named appearance was one that everyone in the magical community had learned to fear. A burst of strength surged through him as He-, Voldemort had started to pat and caress Harriet’s face. He had made a dash for her taking her wand and dueling Voldemort. He had faintly heard the Phoenix song play and he saw glowing images of people shoot from the wands connection. Each telling him to win until he saw them. James and Lily Potter, his girlfriend’s parents they had said for him the break the connection and take the portkey but to most importantly to take care of Harriet, much to his confusion.
He did as told and had grabbed the portkey and his young love’s body. And now he sits in front of the crowd sobbing. It wasn’t until someone had tried to take Harri away from him that he had taken notice of his surroundings. He screamed.
“Nooo, you can’t take her away please! I can’t leave her! Don’t touch her!”, he couldn’t abandon her not now. The suddenly a loud gasp had escaped from Harriet, and then came a sputtering of coughs. She was alive! “Oh thank Merlin!”, Cedric proclaimed after getting over the shock then proceeded to check her over seeing if anything could be a fatal wound and to be sure she was real. “Don’t ever scare me like that again!”, he said just to express how much anguish he was in, in the few minutes she had not been amongst the living.
“I’ll try not to, Ced.”, Harri replied a bit hoarsely. Afterwards he had pulled her into a bruising kiss, that she would later blush at but was cut off short by a shrill scream. From the stands arose Cho Chang ,a fifth-year Ravenclaw that Cedric had taken to the ball. Was she freaked out by her supposed corpse coming back to life?
“NO! Why didn’t you stay dead ?!?” She exclaimed before she had tried to run towards the surrounded couple with her wand drawn, only to be stopped by Bill and Charlie Weasley. She was still thrashing. Why hadn’t that chit Potter just stayed dead ?! She had to just go and do the impossible again, to ruin any chance that she could have with Cedric. She had caused tears to pour from his eyes, and she’ll be damned before letting that hussy get away with it and still be alive.
The couple looked in her direction startled. It soon turned to terrified and shock glances as Cho had started to proclaim her undying love for Cedric and swearing that they would be together as soon as she got rid of Potter. As Cho was being restrained she sobered up just enough to look in Cedric’s direction and see something that had utterly destroyed her. Her Cedric was still holding that abomination Potter to his chest and looking in her direction finally but not in love like she had dreamed but in fear, shock, and disgust. As she threw another death threat at Potter for stealing Cedric away, he had just pulled Potter closer to him. That haunting image was the last thing she saw before the elder Weasley brothers had put her out.
A scene I had in my head for my Harriet x Cedric fanfiction
(Who I imagine to be Harriet)
Just worked on this don’t know if it’s good but you know I’m kinda proud of it
Cedric was not one that could be angered easily. But tonight, he had nearly blew a gasket. When he had asked Cho Chang to be his date it was more of a ploy to try and get over his first ( and only) love... and to maybe get her a little jealous. But the tables were turned as soon as he saw who Viktor Krum had brought as his date. Viktor had brought Harriet Potter ( love of Cedric’s life) as his date with a smug smirk on his face when looking at Cedric. It took everything in Cedric not to demand answers from Krum and even more to not abandon Cho in favor of stealing Harriet. After glaring and hoping a hole would burn into Krum’s head, he turned his head slightly to take in Harriet’s appearance. She was naturally beautiful and did not care for makeup and other girly things. But seeing her dressed up for the Yule Ball absolutely took his breath away. She was dressed in emerald green gown that had made Slytherin girls green with envy and Slytherin boys drool and trip over themselves.
Gorgeous, could not begin to describe how she looked. One would wonder if Harriet had Veela lineage. Seeing her so beautiful but for another man made Cedric feel something twist painfully in his stomach and boil his blood. Through out the night he had made sure that Krum had made no advancements on his lioness. He hardly made an effort to pay attention to Cho. If he had he would of noticed her scowling at Harriet and trying to divert his attention back to her.
Viktor’s POV
It was quite amusing to see the foolish badger looking territorial. I had asked Harriet to the ball after finding her crying in a library secluded table. After coming to this foolish school, I could find that many of it’s residents were just downright frustrating to deal with. However, I had met Harriet and her friends. Her lot and her knew that I was just another person, so we had become quick friends. Harriet is the sister I always wanted so, seeing cry just made me so furious with Diggory. After the fist task a lot of people had begun to see that my darling little sister did not willingly enter her name but Diggory was still hesitant to come and apologize to her. She looked so sad that he had asked another girl to the ball that I just had to do something. Not to mention this was the perfect way to keep all unworthy boys away from my precious sister. After all despite what my sister thinks she is actually very desired through out the school. I was pulled out of my musings when I felt someone staring at me. I turned around to see stormy gray eyes of my fellow champion. I wanted to mess with him a little so I did what would probably rile any guy up. I put my arm around my honorary sister’s waist and whispered in her ear.
“ I would rather be playing some quidditch with you instead of this boring ball, after all you are probably the only one that could match my skill here.”, I saw from the corner of my eye Diggory tensing up and looked like he was going to stomp his way towards us If he hadn’t been held back by that infuriating girl, Cho Chang.
“ Same, I would rather be flying through the air than having my feet on my ground.”, Harriet had whispered back to me with a beaming smile on her face. That smile alone caused my heart to melt at how adorable she is. And from my field of vision it looked like I wasn’t the only one affected. Boys all over the hall were getting slapped upside their head for staring at Harriet. But the best reaction was Diggory‘s he looked absolutely transfixed on Harriet that he didn’t notice Cho huff at him with frustrated tears in her eyes. Ah, it is always a pleasure in giving people a taste of their own medicine.
Cedric’s POV:
It hurt so much to see her smile like that to another man. Despite being Hufflepuff’s poster boy, I am still a man ( that happens to be a little possessive when it comes to my lioness). I know I broke up with Harriet but I wasn’t thinking clearly and was hurt when I heard all the rumors going around school. I should have known better but I wanted this chance to prove that I was good enough to be her first and only boyfriend. But seeing her so friendly with the Viktor Krum made me wonder if I was really worth being her only boyfriend — no, I refuse. I am going to prove that I am worthy of loving her. I just need to prove to her that she is the only one for me and that I would only ever truly love her. But I already messed up by bring Cho, maybe I could just leave early and tell Cho that we should just be friends. Hufflepuff reputation of being kind aside, I just wanted my fierce lioness back and hopefully she still wants her ridiculous badger. I turned to face Cho to get it over with because a second more of seeing Krum whispering and giggling with my lioness is starting to cause me to see red and not the good kind like Harriet’s quidditch uniform. As I turned to look at Cho for the fist time since I saw Harriet enter the hallway on Krum’s arm and I see a weird look in her eye, better get this over with, NOW.
Cho’s POV:
Cedric was finally looking at ME. Not that glorified Potter. I don’t get why all the boys seem to be fawning over her. She was pretty sure but usually Potter doesn’t even care to look presentable during school. Unlike me, in which I make sure that I look nothing less than 110%. So when Cedric took his eyes off his horrendous ex, I couldn’t contain my excitement.
“Hey... um... “, why was he being so awkward? Was he going to apologize for ignoring me or maybe even better ask me to be his new girlfriend, I know I would be much better at it than Potter.
Oh! I can already see our future together the wedding, the house and even our-
“I’m going to turn in Cho, I’m pretty tired. Thanks for being such a good friend —“. I couldn’t process anything my dear Cedric said after that.
He wasn’t going to ask me out?! But why?!?! I am literally the most perfect girl for him! It MUST be because he was still under that chit Potter lover spell. Oh my poor Cedric! Don’t worry darling, I will be there when you finally realize that I am truly the one for you. I looked up to see Cedric had an expected face, he was waiting for my response.
“ Don’t worry Cedric you just go back to your dorm and get some rest. Merlin knows you deserve it.” I said with a forced smile on my face. I watched him with concentrated eyes as he walked back to his dorm. Blasted Potter was still on Krum’s arm acting so innocent, if she’s innocent then Snape actually loves Gryffindor.
Draco’s POV:
Blasted Krum, how dare he just show up to my school and think he can have anybody he wants. Potter should be on my arm showing her how much better than Diggory I was. But instead she’s on the arm of that brute. She looked absolutely gorgeous and had a lot of the male population’s eyes on her through out the ball, it just made me want to scream and hex said male population for daring to look at her. I wanted to ask her to the ball since I knew Diggory had asked Cho but word got around that Potter had a mystery date and rejecting any and all invites. It had made me burn with rage that I had originally plotted to hex whoever her date was when they finally showed their stupid face. Seeing as her date turned out to be Krum threw my plan out the bloody window. Damned Krum, my father will hear about this.
I should also make this clear that I got some inspiration from a fanfic that is called Helena Potter. But this is still a fanfic idea that I am hoping that could be brought to life or at least written out.
Fanfic Idea
Watching the Harry Potter Movies but Harry goes by Harriet because he will be a girl in this also Cedric will be alive and dating her since 3rd year but then they had a fight and broke up during the Goblet of Fire. But got back together after she had saved him from being killed by Wormtail. While Harriet is jealous that he had taken Cho Chang to the Yule Ball Cedric is even more jealous when he finds out that she was asked out by Viktor Krum. Viktor had seen Harriet crying over Cedric asking Cho out and he wanted Cedric to get a taste of his own medicine and he saw Harriet as a little sister. So during the entire ball instead of paying attention to Cho and dancing with her, he kept glaring at Viktor every time he danced and was talking to Harriet which was basically through the whole night. Cho had started to get jealous of Harriet because even though Cedric and Harriet broke up Cedric still loved her and Cho hated that Harriet had basically every guy’s attention tonight as she was even more gorgeous then ever before. Cedric was steaming as he started to notice that nearly every guy was slobbering over his Harriet. Everyone will be there to watch the movies and finally see how Harriet actually lives. Cedric during the whole thing will be very possessive and protective of his little lioness. Draco, who had been basically pining after Harriet since first year did the same as Cedric but ignored Pansy the whole time. We would also see a very overprotective Sirius and Weasley Family. As Ron would see how bummed out Harriet is over Cedric that he realized that she would never enter this on purpose. So in turn we would have Ron and the rest of the Weasley’s plus Hermione, Sirius, and Remus being very overprotective. And have one Cedric slowly realizing that he made a mistake and would do anything to get his little lioness to forgive him and give him a second chance. While Draco and Cho would be sitting in jealous watching the couple. Cedric will be apart of story since the very beginning and instead of the Golden Trio they will be the Hogwarts Four.
Also a thing I love that authors do is name actors who they envision playing the role in their fanfics and since I can never properly see a female Harry I ask that you provide an actress that you envision as Harriet. Though if you can’t I understand.
I wanted to ad more GIFs but I thought it would be too much so I just put what I felt were the major characters.
(I do not own this artwork) I updated and added this picture because I think this drawing of fem!Harry is cute 😊.
If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.
Sirius Black, godfather to Harry, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
I am what I am, an’ I’m not ashamed. ‘Never be ashamed,’ my ol’ dad used ter say, ‘there’s some who’ll hold it against you, but they’re not worth botherin’ with.
Rubeus Hagrid, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.
In the fourth movie of the Harry Potter series, while Snape and Karkaroff were having their discussion during the Yule Ball and Snape keeps catching students making out, I was thinking I would pay for a whole mini game of him and Karkaroff earning points for catching misfit students making out like that would be fire
“5 points to snape catching the couple kissing in the broom closet”
“10 points to Karkaroff for catching the couple kissing in a teacher’s class room!”
—Severus Snape
Every time I read the goblet of fire or watch the movie I'm always like fuck you Dumbledore. Like "Hmmmmmm... There were death eaters at the world cup and his mark were there too.... Yeah, just let 14-year-old compet at deathly tournament. Why tf not! What's the worst that can happen?!"
there are so many weird things that make no sense to me in the goblet of fire movie. dumbledore literally choking harry and screaming in his face?? barty crouch’s weird talk with harry after the second task? dumbledore and the other adults just letting 14 year old harry compete? and phew the ENTIRE yule ball part is just painful to watch,,,don’t even get me started on barty crouch juniors weird tongue flicking
holy shit no bc like I was literally just supposed to be doing hw but I think I got distracted and suddenly I'm crying bc I dived into David Tennant lore like he's in Good Omens, Doctor Who, and Ducktales, right? WELL, in Doctor Who, they said there were different universes so I'm thinking maybe all the shows and movies that David Tennant are in are just different universes. Like, David and Catherine Tate are both in Doctor Who and Ducktales. HOWEVER, in Ducktales, they are each other's greatest enemies while in Doctor Who, they are best friends. In parallel universes, few things change and what if Ducktales was literally just a parallel duck universe??? LETS NOT FORGET THE DOCTOR WHO REFERENCES IN GOOD OMENS EITHER. Ik it's just stuff the cast put in but pls just feed into my delulu mind. AND LETS ALSO NOT FORGET THAT NINA'S ACTRESS, NINA SOSANYA IS ALSO IN DOCTOR WHO, AS WELL AS ANNA MAXWELL MARTIN IN S1. What if Community, b99, and Parks and rec are also connected to this? BC Danny Pudi, Jim Rash, and Bridget Brewster are all in Communty BUT THEYRE ALSO IN DUCKTALES W DAVID TENNANT. And in Community, it stars Jason Mantzoucas. Ik he only made like one appearance but hear me out. What if it was just Pimento under cover or in hiding? He was also in Parks and Rec. You know who was in Parks and Rec? JEAN RALPHIO. WHO IS JEAN RALPHIO? DEWEY DUCK. BUT GUESS WHAT?? THERES MORE. Jameela Jamil was also in Ducktales as Gandra Dee but you know who her most iconic role is? Tahani Al Jamil in The Good Place. The Good Place also has Marc Evan Jackson but he was also in FUCKING DUCKTALES. BUT JASON MANTZOUCAS IS ALSO IN DUCKTALES???? SO IS STEPHANIE BEATRIZ WHO IS ALSO IN B99. WHO ELSE IS IN BROOKLYN 99? MARC EVAN JACKSON AS KEVIN COZNER. Giancarlo Esposito is also in Ducktales apparently but he was also Gilbert from Community. BUT WAIT WHAT IF HARRY POTTER IS CONNECTED TOO? BC DAVID TENNANT IS BARTY CROUCH JR AND BARTY CROUCH SR IS ROGER LLOYD PACK AND HE IS IN DOCTOR WHO S2. FILCH WAS THE FIRST DOCTOR. ANDREW GARFIELD IS SPIDERMAN BUT HE IS IN DOCTOR WHO AS WELL????????? WHO ELSE IS ANDREW GARFIELD KNOWN FOR? REMUS GODDAMN LUPIN THE WEREWOLF. HARRY LLOYD ISIN DOCTOR WHO BUT HE IS THE FANCAST OF LUCIUS MALFOY ALSO, WASNT MOANING MYRTLE ALSO IN DOCTOR WHO? MADAME TRACY IN GOOD OMENS IS LITERALLY RITA SKEETER, MADAM HOOCH IS CASSANDRA THE SKIN HUMAN THIBG AND THE TENTH DOCTOR LITERALLY SAYING EXPELLIARMUS LORD SEND ME MENTAL HELP AND GIVE ME PEACE IVE CONNECTED THE DOTS OMG AND DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE FACT THAT CATHERINE TATE IS IN THE OFFICE FUCK ME I DRANK A FAT ASS CUP OF BLACK COFFEE W SUGAR
Ch. 158 "In the weeds"
Harry really had a rough go of things and I will find any excuse to draw fish ppl
The Evans Boy
Ch. 150 "Lily of the Valley"
By: lonibal
There's something (dress robes) idk what (definitely dress robes) about the Yule ball that makes me want to draw (characters in dress robes)
Maybe it's because I don't have to draw legs 🤔
Ch. 145 Blood in the Water
The Evans Boy - lonibal https://archiveofourown.org/works/51358966
Fancy bathrooms are the optimal location for serious conversations. No tiny pets featured :(
I wanted to do something digital bc I am sick and tired of traditional art. Sometimes I just miss being able to zoom in.
ID: Monty Potter and Harry Evans sit near the edge of the indoor pool that is the prefect's baths at Hogwarts. The bathroom is white tiled and bathed in a blue glow from the moonlight streaming through the stained glass window. The window depicts the tail of a mermaid behind the two boys. There are potted plants to either side.
Monty is still dressed in jeans and a red t shirt sitting cross legged surrounded by his invisibility cloak. He has socks on but no shoes. He is looking at Harry with a solumn expression.
Harry has stripped down to his chest binder and black swim trunks and is crouched right at the edge of the inset tub looking at the water with a sad smile.
JK Rowling
Harry Potter and the Sorcerors Stone, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Harry Potter and the Half-Blooded Prince, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I literally grew up with the release of the books and films. From September 1st 2018 to midnight, July 21st, 2007 I grew up with Harry, Ron and Hermione. But even 20 years later children and adults around the world are growing up with them, learning from the characters, the books, the films, their friends, their families, their teachers, and their stories.
We have learned about compassion, friendship, empathy, inner strength, how to persevere; we have learned about activism, to fight against inequality, to fight for more than just ourselves. It has been scientifically concluded that these stories have increased people’s humanity and lessened the possibility of hate from taking over. The generation that grew up with these stories, those who read them to us and those who have read them since believe and have a new understanding about those around them that aren’t like themselves due to religion, race, politics, economics, immigration and all the other things that make us beautifully different. What we learned from Harry Potter, what we learned from you over these past 20 years today (in the states), in these 19 years and counting, thank you JK Rowling. Thank you for the world you created in these stories, and so much more
Thank you
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
Any possibility of Harry having a nice life, died, mercilessly, with this book, starting with him again not being to just be on the sidelines and ending with the full return of Voldemort. Okay, so it starts off with a horrible scene but actually the beginning is quite lovely as Harry writes to Sirius for help because he finally has someone he can write to with his problems that’s like a parent and then following the silliness of the Weasleys sending a letter with about 10 thousand stamps (why did no one give them basics after the phone call and really, Muggle Studies should be mandatory for everyone, is there really that little contact) and then of course, the Quidditch World Cup (see—Muggles).
But quickly the main themes of Harry being cursed (seriously—why did he keep going back) and teenage drama (Ron v. any and all sensibility) took over, but with some new dimensions. This was the beginning of true social justice for Hermione, something that she would stick with the rest of her life, and I love how it a) was for those who weren’t fighting for themselves, and b) wasn’t based on blood status. The choice and dedication she had to fight for equality and for others made sense as it was an extension from her fight the year before for Buckbeak and wasn’t for her, but something for others that was not related to school, but important, and a part of her and would’ve come out eventually, one way or another. In relation to the parallels created, the introduction of Rita Skeeter, her rumors, and the brainwashing of the media we later also see in Year Five are important parallels to our non-magical world. This extends to how we shouldn’t always trust those we believe we should and we should remain skeptical of those we don’t truly know (Alastor Moody, Lugo Badman, Molly Weasley with Hermione and Rita and others). These are lessons that we understand adults have not all mastered. Additional lessons can also be shown in the three tasks. The First Task reminds us to be creative with your knowledge as Krum hadn’t thought of summoning a broom to help him. The Second and Third Task make me think of moral fibre and compassion, and to not let the competition take over what you know is right.
This book was long, and had a lot, but most importantly it stood as the midpoint, the break between young Harry Potter and older Harry Potter as the coming years would get even darker, and the lessons he learned this year and previously (along with the friendships he gained) would be more valuable in coming times than expected. Unrelated, the beginning chapter of this was so anti-Harry Potter, it had no magic, was complete mysterious and dark but not overdone, it was beautiful and sucked me in so much; truly showed how JK Rowling was a brilliant writer even outside the magical world she created. Also, would’ve loved a scene with Hermione showing Draco she captured Skeeter, once again showing how completely brilliant she is in having figured it out, also, badass!!
Cedric Diggoy
Cedric Diggory was an important character as he embodied all we missed out on, not knowing more Hufflepuff characters closely. Dumbledore’s speech about how he was a fierce friend, chose to do what’s right over what was easy, and was shown to constantly be his biggest opponent, not hating those who bested him but only trying to better himself.
It is these Hufflepuff traits that are one of the two main reasons this character has had such a profound impact. Being the complete opposite of boastful, even before Harry told him about the Dragons he tried to stop people hating on Harry, knowing there was enough Hogwarts pride to go around. This extends to the previous year when he catches the golden snitch just moments after the Dementors come onto the Quidditch field and paralyze Harry. He feels this wasn’t a fair win and as Captain, protests against their win to no prevail. A sentiment he carries even during the Quidditch World Cup when his father brags about how ‘’he beat thee Harry Potter!”
One could go on forever about Cedric, it really is no wonder why Cho loved him, (even thou I got the impression that if given both options she would’ve chosen Harry) but what equally sticks out is Cedric’s impact and representation of the innocent victims of war. While the film overall was horrendously shackled together, the scene in the film and book bring me to tears long before his death and their return to Hogwarts. He was just a good person, in the wrong place, at the wrong time. The reaction of his classmates and especially his father and the circumstances were meant to highlight how truly ugly and unnecessary war is. There was no reason for his death, and like most wars even the young men and children who survive physically lose their minds to it. Finally, on a small level, Harry’s guilt and other’s reactions for his survival and Cedric’s death reminds me of the understanding how death happens to those left behind; as while Cedric comes back as a ghost momentarily he thinks only of his parents and unknowingly remains as a force in Harry to stop Voldemort.
Mr. Ollivander
Today is Mr. Ollivander’s birthday, the wandmaker who sells Harry his wand on his 11th birthday, measures the wand’s of all the Champions in the Tri-wizard Tournament and is held prisoner during the Second War at Malfoy Manor. According to Pottermore he was influential to the wizarding world as he completely transformed wand making when he took over his family’s business. While I would have also liked the previous method of bringing something personal to have a wand made out of, Mr. Ollivander’s method of creating wands from selective materials and selling them to the wizard who had a connection with the wand is both a more logical approach and produced a noticeable change in strength and beauty for the wand holder.
But there is more to his story....
As with the first book, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Mr. Ollivander was Harry Potter’s, and our’s, first taste of magic. In his wandshop is where Harry first gets to perform just a bit of magic and, as he repeats throughout his years, how much he loves it. While Harry Potter might have been a special case, I believe that Mr. Ollivander was passionate and caring about each new (or older) wizard who came in for a companion in their wand and enjoyed being with them as they started their journey and full embracing the beauty that is magic. So thank you Mr. Ollivander for your passion, compassion, brilliance and heart.
Goblet of Musical 2
Hermione Granger felt disoriented at everything that happened. Her lungs burn from the twin’s horrible produce as she cough harshly. She couldn’t understand why those two would make such an object. Racking her mind, she felt that these two were wasting their potential chasing after childish games instead of doing what their mother wanted. Them having good grade and getting jobs in the Ministry of Magic. Fred and George could do so much more then…party trick that should be grown out of.
“Mundum Aerem!” The voice of the Headmaster rang out as a sky blue spell hit the supernova color cloud above them. The brown hair bookworm let herself relax. Of course, the Headmaster had a spell to fix this rubbish and she couldn’t help wonder what book that spell was in. “Attention students! Due to events of what happened, classes are postponed until tomorrow.”
Hermione couldn’t help a groan of disappointment escape her mouth to join the cheers of her fellow Gryffindors. Really! They should be grateful to have such amazing classes.
“Please continue your lunch.” Professor Dumbledore continued over the loud hurrah. The old wizard chuckled at brighten faces. “Ah yes, yes. No classes. Ha ha! Also, many thanks to those who quickly stood up to with our dear Weasley’s confrontation.”
The smartest witch of her generation frown at the direction of the red hair girl from Beauxbatons. She could understand why that girl interfered with the Twins trying to straighten Ron out. Sure they were going to far like always with their useless jokes but how else was Ron going to snap out of his stupid jealous stupor.
“Harry. Harry!”
The said teen and her turn quickly to sound of Harry’s name. Hermione felt her frown turn into a scowl. Lavender Brown. The most annoying girl she has ever met, looking at the untidy black hair teen with urgency. ‘He should really brush his hair more. He’ll looks so unprofessional once he’s trys to get a job,’ She thought mindlessly. Once they met eyes, the look of urgency turned into a fierce determination.
”Lavender?” Harry asked nervously.
As he shifted foot to foot, she felt the urge to fix his posture.
“Well?” Lavender demanded. The green eyed boy let out a sound of confusion. “Aren’t you going after our Ronnie?”
“Our Ronnie?” The two out three of the Golden Trio interrupted in annoyance.
The blue eyed pure-blood Gryffindor continued as if they didn’t say anything. “He must be overwhelmed after something like this! How could those horrible boys do that to him? Aren’t they his brothers? If my sisters did that…oh Harry! Why haven’t you not gone after him? As his best friend, you should be there to help him with something so traumatic! You are his best friend right?”
“Of course I am!” The boy who live snarl, puffing up like an enraged cat.
“Then go!”
Both girls watch as the male pivoted and rushed out the of dinning hall. Lavender let out a sigh at the comforting thought that her favorite boy was getting the support he deserves. Specially with all those dumb, unfounded accusations of him being jealous of his Harry being rumored across the castle. Then her turquoise blue eyes met unamused brown eyes.
“What was that?” Hermione growled crossing her arms.
Lavender sneered at her and hiss; “Well, we all know you weren’t going to help out. This is far above your emotional level.”
A shrill; “What is that?!”
Lavender stood up to her full height and look down at her rival. Once again Hermione felt something she hasn’t felt since the first year. Something that she work hard not to fell again. The real reason she stay late in the library, other then the hungry for knowledge.
(It was the first her night at Hogwarts and Hermione couldn’t wait to interact with her roommates. Finally people just like her in this world that she would have never even dream of! Patting her hair down, brushing her robes for imagery dust and grabbing her book, Hogwarts: A History, waiting gleefully to meet the girls she was now living with. Imagine her greatest disappointment and shock when four girls came in talking about beauty and love magic!
How shallow! How can they think of something like that when they should be thinking about using magic to better the state of muggle and wizard interaction. Specifically, that curly blonde girl who was taking pride in such arts. Does she not remember women fighting to be more than makeup wear stay at home mothers? The protest against the sexism of Miss America pageant in 1968? The women rights to vote in 1920?
The room became quiet.
“Excuse me?” A cold tone of voice asked.
Oh…did she say that out loud?
“Please do repeat yourself.” The tone became a snarl. Hermione felt a shiver go down her spine as her eyes met sharp turquoise blue eyes that bore down on her. The brown hair girl unconsciously took a step back. “What was this bout us being shallow? Go on. Tell us.”
For once Hermione Granger, kid prodigy, felt as if she was the smallest and dumbest person in the room. She loath the feeling. *I-I called you shallow because you’re chasing after s-such useless things. What’s the use of love and beauty when y-you can do something far more useful?”
Everyone in the room stared at her in wide eye dumbfounded annoyance. She couldn’t help but feel like she was gaining ground for herself. The brown eyed bookworm took their silence as a surrender to her words. It felt like it always did when she won an argument with her brain. Well…at least until Lavender Brown stalked up towards her like a predator. A lioness on a hunt if you will. The curly, blonde haired girl reached out with a delicate hand and gripped her chin. A viper snatching its prey, a twisted sneer on her pale perfect face. Even in this awful situation, Hermione couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy over the other’s skin.
“You don’t know anything about the wizarding word, do you?” Came the sound of a mocking question. Anger blaze, hotter within her. “Not even two hours and you act like you know everything.”
“I-I read Hogwarts: A His-”
The hand tighten its grip.
“A useless book that has nothing on actually living your whole life in the magical world. Word of advice, don’t be disrespecting another’s culture.” Lavender scorned, pushing the other away before walking to her chosen bed. The now most disliked girl let out a gasp as she stumbled back. “Less you end up at the end of someone else’s wand. Also, don’t be going around breaking bones or losing ‘em. Skele-Go is a potion created by a lame Beauty Witch after all.”
“Aren’t there a handful of Beauty Witches working in St Mungo’s Hospital?” A black girl, Kellen Rosier, with twin brown ponytails asked nervously, looking between the two.
”Y-yeah.” The girl, Fay Dunbar, with an auburn pixie cut and slanted eyes, piped up. She waved her arm loosely, almost hitting the last girl, Parvati Patil, with a braid. “They work with those who don’t have arms and stuff!”
With that, everyone went back to talking. Hermione felt as if something became close to her. I don’t need them. She thought in anger, wiping tears away. I’ll prove I’m better than them all.
She spent the months after unable to see her reflection in the mirror in the girl’s dorm room. At least until she befriend the two boys who obviously need her. Should have known a talking mirror was a creation of a Beauty Witches.)
“Whoa there, Lav.” Parvati reached out to pull her best friend back.
“Ugh…not again.” Kellen mumbled sharing a look with Fay. She rolled her dark brown eyes as she gestured tiredly around the table causing Fay to giggle. “Dick measuring contest much.”
“Be nice.” Fay whisper with a loud snort. Neville Longbottom look at her with a crooked smile. Blushing in embarrassment she let out a cough to get their attention. “Ladies! Ladies! Leave that shit in the common rooms.”
“Shouldn’t we be joining Harry in running after. Ron?” Dean Thomas asked anxiously.
Lavender shook her head. Confronting Ron was Harry’s job and they couldn’t interfere. Jealousy scratch at her ears for her small blossoming crush but knew that Ron would not look her way. Not with Harry standing in front of him. So she opened her mouth to rebuff Dean before the all great knowing-it all jumped it.
“Of course not.” Hermione lofty declined, her nose slightly in the air. Hands tightened on her arms. “In fact, we shouldn’t have Harry indulge Ronald’s tantrum.”
Her dark brown eyes blacken with despisement.
Lavender bared her teeth as string instruments sung in her ears. “Tantrum?”
“Ronald is just being stupid for being jealous of Harry’s name being called. Which is rubbish! I get that he feels overshadowed by his brothers but honestly-”
“Jealous?!” A snarl of a lioness rage filled the air. Everyone still in the room jumped in fright. Parvati jumped to her feet and seized her taller friend with Fay. Both girls struggled to hold the enraged Beauty Witch-in-training back. Seamus, who was slowly agreeing with the brunette, fell off the bench with a shout. “How fucking dare you?!”
“How dare I?!” Came the hissing reply. The room became dark, cold and quiet except for the rubato tempo that was rising. For a petrifying moment, Hermione felt as if she was in the Forbidden Forest back in first year. “How dare you! I know my boys. I know Ron. He is being a sodding jealous twat that needs to get over himself for Harry!”
She knows them?
Lavender scoffs.
“Oh? Hmm…I see how it is. Hermione knows best. Hermione’s the adult.” The middle child of the Brown clan sang with a mocking facsimile smile. Neville gently pulled Kellen closer to his side at the sight of her shiver. He could understand, Lavender has never sound like this before. “Such a clever, grown-up miss. Hermione knows best.”
The voice of the child prodigy echoed in the air.
They’re acting like children.
“Fine, if you’re so sure now! Go ahead and prove me wrong.”
Either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed-or worst, expelled!
“This is what we want. This is what we need to see. Prove us the jealousy. We’ll see! Trust me, my dear. This is how a friendship ends.”
Rubbish.
“I won’t say I told you so.”
Hermione felt her eyes burn as everything became blurry. She desperately racked her brain to stop this. She knew her boys. She knew them. Lavender knew nothing. That girl was just a bubble, blonde bimbo. The smart girl was always right. She was always right. Brown was just a middle school equivalent of a cheerleader. She couldn’t compare to her at all. AT ALL!
“No, Hermione knows best. So if you’re such a genius,” The pure-blood spat angrily, getting into the muggle-born’s space. “Go and put it to the test. If you fail…”
Tears dripped onto the floor.
”Don’t come crying…”
Hermione pivot on the heels of her feet and ran out.
“I saw it all.”
She was the smartest witch of her generation.
~.~.~.~
Percy looked at what looked like a broadway musical scene his great aunt Muriel and her younger son John took him to as a child. He couldn’t help but be impress. He didn’t know his fellow pure-blood had such a pair of lungs. Well maybe he shouldn’t be that shock. The brown family were known not only for birthing witches with strong skills in beauty and love spells but entertainer of theater.
He watched and felt the dinning hall filled with warmth and light once again. The third child of the Weasley family let out a sigh as he sunk into his chair. Why did his brothers have to do something like this?
The mocking.
The disrespect.
The dangerous pranks they play.
Percy was tired.
He was use to having all this actions being used on him. He was use to this.
But going after Ron, who was practically begging them to let him go? Percival Septimus Weasley was not going to let that slide. (Like when he made sure that they didn’t get away with almost killing Ron with a sodding acid lollipop. Did they even think what would happen if Ron had swallowed it? There’s a reason why those things were not snacks for children but for adults.) Just because his mother is too soft in disciplining the twins that apparently remind her of her brothers, doesn’t mean he is. He was going to make sure those two idiots understood what they did was wrong.
Now where are those tweebs?
Goblet Of Fire Meets Musical
“Let me go! Let me go!”
Harry’s head shot up in alarm at a very familiar voice. It was the voice of someone he hadn’t talk to in three days.
“I bloody swear George!” Four seats down from where he sat, stood Ron Weasley (the very boy…them? Ron once mention that he didn’t feel much like a boy a year ago as they shared the bed in the nurse’s infirmary. Both completely tired and full of trauma that was Harry’s father and friends drama; clutching onto each other over close calls.) struggling against his brothers. Pearly white teeth bared in hot coals of inferno rage. Freckles that Harry love to count during History of Magic disappearing under burgundy red blush. “Fred! Get Off! I’ll tell mum! I will, you’ll see!”
The green eyed teen, now know as the fourth campion in the triwizard tournament, quickly struggled to get up on his feet. Unadulterated panic ran throughout his veins to his weak heart (anything that made his Best Friend cry out send him into a frenzy) as if it was in a race. Gasps of shock and whispers of confusion filled the half full dinner hall. His eyes never leaving the struggling form of the youngest Weasley son even as his large heavy glasses start to slide off his face.
“Come now Ronnnie!” George cackled pulling his little brother closer.
“We just want a bit of a chat.” Fred tittered with what sounded to malice glee to onlookers’ discomfort. “Truly ickle Ronnikins! You act like-”
“We’re going to do something untowards! How cruel.”
“How boarish.”
“Hurts. Right here.”
“In the heart.”
“But being cruel is what he’s good at, ain’t he Gred?” Fred asked in mock jest as he starts to pull out what looked to be one of the twins new product. Ron’s electric blue eyes widened as they start to glow white in fear, his struggling becoming frantic. “Being jealous of our poor little Potter.”
Ron stilled in confusion. Harry watched as pale chapped pink lips mouthing the word ‘jealous’.
“That there, you be right Feorge.” George agreed grabbing his captive brother’s chin tightly. Glee filled his body as it always done at the thought of playing a tiny prank at their bother. “Maybe he can pent a bit by helping us with this new product?”
“Oh yes my dearest twin. What an excellent idea! Come Lil’ickle Ronnikins! Help us test out our new Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes Party sing n’ dance!”
Ron let out a shout of terror as he renew his tussle to get away from his childhood tormentors. He refuses to be a guinea pig for them once again against his will. Electric blue eyes, nearly white, looked around for help. He could see couple of students from the other schools race out of their seats to get to him from the laughing Slytherin and gossiping Ravenclaw tables. Even Harry (probably realizing that sending the twins at him like a pack of bloodhounds was a bad idea. For being jealous. Jealous! Honestly, where did he get that idea? Jealous.) was staggering their way.
“Hé! Laissez-le partir!” A red wine haired teenager girl from Beauxbaton snarled as she snarled. She whipped out her reddish-gray wand and called out a spell. “Libération!”
Everyone waited with bated breath as pastel red flash of energy shot out of the girl’s wand and hit the closes arm. They watch as Fred’s arm spasm, causing the large truffle size ball to smack into the youngest male Weasley’s cheekbone. Watched as it exploded and cover all three males in a bright nova colored cloud. Red wine haired teen let out a surprised squeal as she clasps her hands to her mouth in shame.
“Ron!” Harry cried out, floundered toward them impulsively. His only thought was to get to his sunset red haired boy. “Ron talk to me!”
Coughing was his only answer.
That was before a gust of heat like an oven pulse out as fire flared out to the ceiling. The students closes to the fire screech out, scrambling to get away. Harry himself took a few steps back, eyes blinking in discomfort. Once his eyes stop watering, he took in the sight of Ron’s hair doing its best to be a forest fire.
(“My family is blessed with fire.” Ron mumbled into his chest, sleep dancing in his voice. The slightly older boy rubbed his face into the other’s over-baggy pajama shirt. “Da’s da was said to be *yawn* from the third branch of the great Bear Queen. Fire has power over us in sum. Drag still hur’ thou.”
“Third branch?” Harry asked with a softest of tone, eyes to heavy with the sandman’s dreamer magic.
“Third child that had child of their own. ‘Tis a pure-blood thingy. Gotta be strong string to magik thou.”
“Hmm…”)
“You…” Ron snarled, hair getting brighter.
“Now Ronnie…” Fred stammered as he took a clumsy step backward, pulling George with him. “Let’s be calm?”
The younger twin squeaked as he clung to the other’s arm. “I thought only Charlie and Percy could do that.”
“Not now Georgie.”
“Ah, right Freddie.”
Soon an eerie sound of music filled the air.
The room started to darkened and chill.
Not a sound came from the only students and staff in the room as Ron took a calculated step towards his beloved brothers. His usually sweet, joyful face was now cold and stone. Eyes no longer glowing white with fear but with hot blue hell fire.
“It seems, difficult brothers will take advantage of my good nature.” Was hissed out, sending a shudder through all. A hand (a bruise starting to form at its wrist) slowly raises towards the cowering six years. “So lets lock them up.”
The fire from the fourth year’s hair slithered down his neck, across his arm and out his fingers like snakes. Zooming to the air as if it was a hawk diving for its prey. Fred and George screamed as the flames became solid, wrapping around them like rope.
“Throw away the key! I bet there’s one on every tree.” Lyrics coldly being song out through Ron’s lips. Allowing everyone to feel the anger, the hatred and the completely done emotion that was swirling like a whorlpool within the singer’s body.
Memorized by what was happening in front of him, Harry jumped as someone grabbed his robes. His head snapped to look behind him to see Hermione watching with horror.
“Ungrateful!” Came tearing out of Fred’s throat.
George followed after; “Hateful!”
“Vile too!” They sang together in stress.
Ron could feel his eyes roll as if he was playing a role in a story that he had no control over. He was enraged, that much was true but to embarrass his brothers like this? Well…he wasn’t the twins themselves. They were the arses and cruel ones in the family. He should know…fourteen years was enough to see that. “The thing they put me through. Break my spirit as they play! Making me into a silly display. Maybe you’d called wholesome play…”
Tears slowly snuck into his eyes.
“But I’ll call it cruel.” A sob threatened to escape from him; “Cruel love.”
Unwilling to breakdown and become even more of a laughing stock, Ron pulled out his own wand. With a shuddering gasp of air, he summoned the rest of the product. He knew that those….he didn’t know what to call them at the moment. Not that it matters to him right now. He was just too tired for this shite.
“I bloody hope you two know how to handle a sodding lawsuit in case some poor sod is allergic.”
Fred shaking his head to clear, he couldn’t help but question his brother. “Whatcha mean?”
Ron shot five looking truffles into the air, exclaiming; “Vehemens Ventus!”
The room bellow as the spell hit the products. A strong gust that could be considered as a tornado ravaged the arena. Smoke covering their eyes like a dense black fog and filled their lungs, suffocating like an uncontrollable forest fire.
“You want to play arseholes?” The cause of the chaos inquired forbidding. Blue flames glare at the trembling forms of the ones that started the path of the chaos causer. “ Hahaha fine. Game on…bitches.”
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