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A/N: hello, I am very sorry for not updating for 3 days but we have homeschool and our teachers are making us do 5 assignments per day and it's been stressful.😒😂 Now enjoy....

"Can you stop defending him??"

Y/N's POV:

A few days have passed since My sister came to visit and I haven't had any visions since then. It was the day the goblet of fire will pick the Triwizard Champions. We all sat down and waited for Dumbledore to enter.

"Now the moment we've all have been waiting for" he yelled so everyone can hear. "The champion selection!"

He lowered the light in the room so the fire of the goblet can be seen better. The fire of the goblet was this beautiful blue color. We all sat in silence for a minute waiting before the blue color turned to red and a peace of parchment flew out of it. Dumbledore catched the it with his hand.

"The Durmstrang champion is Viktor Krum!" He yelled. The durmstrang boys started cheering loudly as I clapped politely. He stood up, shook Dumbledore's hand and walked out of the great hall and into a room where the champions will be meeting at.

The fire turned red again and a peace of parchment flew out of it again.

"The Champion of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!" He yelled and the crowd cheered again for the girl. She walked out of the great hall as well.

The fire turned red again.

"The Hogwarts Champion is Cedric Diggory!" He yelled and the Hufflepuff started cheering loudly.

We thought that was it before the fire turned red again but it took longer to pick. Once Dumbledore read he saw what name it said his eyes widened.

"Harry Potter?" He said quietly. I turned to harry who was just as surprised as Dumbledore.

"HARRY POTTER" he yelled louder.

"Go, Harry go." I said as I made him stand up. He started stepping slowly towards Dumbledore. After that he went out of the great hall together with all the teachers following him.

I turned to Hermione. "But how??" I started. "I don't know." Hermione replied. "He is always the chosen one remember??" Ron said harshly making mine and Hermione's head turn to him.

"Do you think he wanted this?" I started. "I bet he is just as surprised as us, Ronald"

"Oh cmon Y/N, he always gets picked for everything" he talked back.

"He wouldn't do this! He is not dumb to go on a suicidal mission!" I yelled and felt my blood boil again.

"Can you stop defending him!"

I flinched as I saw a little fire starting to grow at the gryffindor table. At that point everyone near us was looking at us. I shut the fire with my hand and ran out of the great hall.

I ran up the astronomy tower and sat down just staring up at the sky that got darker and darker as the night stepped in. I sat there for what it felt like hours. After a few more minutes I decided to go back to the common room.

I went in trough the portrait hole and saw someone sitting in front of the fireplace. After I went nearer I saw that it was Harry.

"Hey" I said weakly and sat down next to him.

"Y/N, I swear to god I didn't put my-"

"I know" I said simply.

"But how do you know??"

"I know you Harry, even you wouldn't do that"

"Well, that makes one that believes me" he said.

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