Chapter 15 (2/2)

But was stopped from saying anything further, ”Expelliarmus, Incarcerus, Silenco.”

Any attempts to undo his spells were quickly stopped by a stern warning from Edmund, ”Try to undo my spells and I'll prank you for the whole goddamn year. And you may already know that those infamous Weasley brothers have tried and failed miserably to prank me. You might also know how I retaliated by adding a potion of my own concoction in their food and made them dry hump each other in McGonagall's class.”

Ofcourse the twins were spared from any major punishment as it was rather clear that they were victims of a prank. Suffice to say that they never targeted Edmund ever again upon knowing who pranked them by the prankster himself.

(ROTS)

Tri-Wizard Tournament, the way the old coot advertised it made it look like a lifetime opportunity for someone to reach greatness and be forever recorded in the annals of time. Who was the last winner again? Edmund had no idea.

Sitting among his friends at the Ravenclaw table, Edmund was getting bored as the manipulative goat continued his drabble. His friends and pretty much everyone else was excited and were talking amongst themselves about the tournament.

Having nothing else to do, he sneaked a peak at the girl he had been having feelings for, only to see her quickly look down and avoid eye contact. Edmund smirked, perhaps she was still feeling bashful for what he did in the train.

He was feeling really bold during the day and couldn't stop himself when his eyes fell on Iris, sitting in her compartment and having small talk with her 'friends'. She didn't look anything like he had first seen her three years ago. Seemed like she had been taking her potions regularly, which were given to her as gifts during third year by Edmund. Her face looked really youthful and had a constant tinge of pink to it. Her shiny raven black hair were tied neatly into a ponytail. When Edmund had entered the compartment, her eyes sparkled and she smiled with her reddish pink lips that made her look really cute and entrancing. The result of this was a kiss. He wanted to snog her right then but refained from doing so and diverted from his intended target at the last moment.

Iris tried to take a peak at him again but quickly looked down when she noticed him still looking at her.

Edmund wanted to laugh and pinch her cheeks because of the way she was acting. With his mood lightened he focused on having his dinner and ignored whatever his friends were saying about the unfairness of not being able to enter the tournament because of the rules. Like he would want to enter a stupid tournament for public entertainment. He wasn't a circus animal.

Suddenly a loud bang was heard which startled him to almost arm himself with a weapon. The doors of the Great Hall were flung open and a man entered with a limping gait, his artificial eye scanning every nook an cranny of the hall as he rushed towards the old coot.

The man was introduced as none other than Alistair Moody, commonly known as Mad-Eye Moody, a retired Auror who had actively taken part in the last war against that dark asshat. What surprised Edmund was that he was the new DADA professor.

Dumbodork had really outdone himself this time. Looking at his record of hiring incompetent professors or a professor with glaring concerns to public safety, Moody was a really big improvement. Or was there a catch to this one too? Just like the rest of them? Meh, why should he care. It's not like this one could do much damage, right?