𝑻𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒔 ☆ 𝑅𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑦𝑛 𝑃𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟

𝑌𝐸𝐴𝑅 𝐹𝑂𝑈𝑅 ☆ 14

At the surface, Rosalie and Cedric had appeared seconds before Krum and Hermione. They all got rushed to the side and bombarded with towels. Fleur, as well, was there, because she had had to pull back and retire from the task. She embraced her younger sister tightly, Rosalie almost begging to be let go, eyeing the water with fear.

"You okay, girl?" The blonde girl asked Hermione after she was released from her sister's grip.

"Yeah," Hermione said. "But..."

She didn't need to finish her sentence. They were both thinking the same thing.

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Under the water, Rosalyn wasn't doing well under the strain of taking two treasures back to the surface with her. She also noticed that her gills were starting to disappear. An hour must have been up.

She was suddenly suffocated, unable to breathe as the last traces of gillyweed were swiped from her body. She was struggling to breathe now.

But she had to get them both to the surface. Harry for herself and her friends, and Gabrielle for Rosalie and Fleur.

Suddenly, a grindylow got hold of her leg and started to drag her back down to the bottom of the lake. She kicked it off, but more joined the fight, and she was surrounded.

In desperation, she let go of Harry and Gabrielle and let them float to the surface. Assuming they made it, she allowed herself to focus on the swarm of grindylows now attacking her. They swum in all directions, trapping her. In more desperation, she got her wand out and thought Immobulus, Immobulus!

I worked. It actually worked. The grindylows were frozen in the water for a second, and when they unfroze, they lost interest in her, and swum away.

Ron and the blonde girl had reached the surface, and got pulled in, everyone asking the same question. Where's Rosalyn?

Rosalyn, it seemed, was floating a few metres below the surface, not enough strength to get up. She pointed her wand upwards and yelled. "Ascendio!"

She burst out the water and to the surface, landing right on the platform at everyone's feet.

"Rosalyn!" Dumbledore yelled as said girl enjoyed being able to breathe again.

She was vaguely aware of Seamus wrapping a towel around her shoulders but she was so cold she didn't know what to think.

"I want all the judges over her now!" She heard Dumbledore's shout.

Fleur suddenly knelt in front of her. "You! You saved her eeven through she was not yours to save! My little sister!"

Why do the French kiss everybody? Rosalyn thought as Fleur kissed her cheek. Then she went to Harry. "And you! You helped!"

"Well- yeah- a bit," Harry said awkwardly as he received a kiss too.

"Alright, alright, Fleur, let them get a word in!" Came the laid back voice of Rosalie.

"You okay?" She asked Rosalyn, leaning down to face her. Her hair was wet and her face pale, but she was the same old Rosalie.

"Yeah," Rosalyn said, rather shaken.

"Blimey, Rosie!" Ron said, coming closer to Rosalyn. "How the bloody hell-"

"Rosie!" Hermione was here, and she cut across Ron.

"Hermione, ow!" Rosalyn said as she wrapped another towel around her.

"Are you alright? You must be freezing!" Hermione wrapped her own towel around Rosalyn and said. "Personally I think you behaved admirably."