Author's Note: Hey guys! This is my very first story so I hope you like it! I do not own these lovely characters and the amazing worlds. They belong to Suzzane Collins and J.K. Rowling. The story will be told in Harry's point of view.
It was right there, the cup. It's reflection was gleaming brightly on the lenses of my glasses. Cedric was just standing next to me, staring at it. I turned and looked around. I was surrised to see that Fleur and Krum were doing the same. No one made a move.
"I say zat 'arry should get it. 'E saved my seester." Said Fleur. "Yeah, Harry you should win." Cedric agreed. "No, that boy isn't even suppose to be in this competition. I vill get it." Viktor said. Just as he was about to step forward, Cedric and Fleur started complaining.
"What about we all get it at the same time?" Harry suggested. "Ze boy has a good suggestion." Fleur said. Cedric counted to three and they all touched the cup.
Everything became a blur and their feet came off the ground. Harry dropped his wand and tried to keep hold of his glasses. Just then, he realized that something bad was about to happen.
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The Triwizard Tournament Games
FantasyWhat about we all get it at the same time?" Harry suggested. "Ze boy has a good suggestion." Fleur said. Cedric counted to three and they all touched the cup. What would happen if the Triwizard Cup was actually a portkey? Follow the contestants as t...
