"How come we didn't know that Severus Snape had a daughter? Is he too ashamed?" But, for some reason, someone thought it'd be a good idea to put my name in."ĭahlia shook her head and she glanced at the notepad, biting her tongue when she saw that the quill had wrote the total opposite, she crossed her arms and leant back, listening to Rita as she asked again. At first, I wanted to be in the tournament as I like a good challenge, but then I heard about the age restriction, so I held back. "I think that this tournament is a great way to bring magic schools together, but the fact it has a death toll, concerns me. What do you think about this tournament?"ĭahlia crossed a leg over her other and sighed before responding monotonously. "Right, so just like Mr Potter, your name came out suddenly.
She walked to the room where Rita was waiting and grimaced at the tight space, when Rita heard her come in, she exclaimed happily.ĭahlia rolled her eyes and sat opposite Rita, who then went on. Dahlia, you're next."ĭahlia sighed and stood up, sarcastically speaking. "She's using a Quick-Quotes Quill, so be careful. She dragged Harry off and the rest of the champions sat around waiting for their go,and when Harry came out, he looked traumatized. "Shall we start with the youngest? Lovely." None of them spoke as they were a bit taken aback from the energy Skeeter had, but Rita looked to Harry and announced. "What quirks lurk beneath those rosy cheeks? What mysterious do the muscles mask? Does courage lie beneath those curls? In short, what makes a champion tick? "Me, Myself & I" want to know, not to mention my rabid readers. She continued as she bothered the champions. But, of course, you know that, don't you? It's you, we don't know. "Hello, I'm Rita Skeeter, I write for the Daily Prophet.
She then walked towards them and spoke in a high voice that annoyed Dahlia. They were in a room when she arrived and stated. It was the next day and Harry and Dahlia, along with the other champions had to meet with Rita Skeeter.
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