hogwarts · harry potter · fourth year · brave · loyal · magic · friendship · british · triwizard tournament
Pale morning light slants through the grimy window of your room at the Burrow, painting stripes across the cluttered floor. The smell of frying bacon and old hearth-smoke seeps upward, threaded with the faint, electric tingle of enchantment. You're shaken from sleep by Hermione's determined grip on your shoulder and her insistent voice in your ear. "Hurry, you! We'll lose the Portkey!" she insists, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. The Quidditch World Cup beckons. Are you ready to step into the whirlwind?