Bear

11

~3 weeks later~

I woke to the sound of knocking on my door.

The first week after I fled from Draco and Fred that's all I would hear when I woke up. One of them trying to get me to talk to them. Draco had done nothing wrong. How could he know that I didn't want anyone to hear me play? How could he help hearing me play, I was in his spot, I know I handled it wrong, yet I can't bring myself to rectify the situation. With Fred however it was all his fault. First he made me think that something was stirring between us, and it was more than a friendship, without telling me about his girlfriend Angelina, who was an amazing person who I couldn't help but like. Then he betrayed me by telling people about my music. Then when I needed him most, he chewed me up and spit me out, and stepping on my crushed soul just for an extra effect. Yes, I was probably being dramatic like usual. I had only known them a few days, but it felt like more. I ignored Fred at all costs, trying to not let it affect my relationship with the Gryffindor's who I now call my friends. And I did the same with Draco, but instead of all out ignoring him I just wouldn't let myself talk to him alone, and when we were alone I'd smile but I couldn't bare what he thought of me. I was in the wrong with Draco, kissing him, more than once, then running away, I was wrong.

They both eventually left me be after the first week, and I couldn't be more grateful.

"Evalynne Deadreigh! You cannot and will not shut me out, Draco told me that you're ignoring him, and you have been too distant this week, I will not let you push me away. Now let me in or I will use magic" Pansy. Her soft but stark voice was always so soothing. She was definitely my best friend. Today was a Saturday, with no events going on, which was weird, but it meant I had hours to explain. I walked over to my door, unlocking it and letting her in.

"what has got you all sad that you push Draco away? That you start to push our friends away? Heck that you start to push me away?" I knew this was the right time to tell her. And so I did, I told her everything, about Fred, my music, Draco, my mum, my thoughts. Although I left out the part about my palms, that was something I don't think I'd ever tell anyone. We spent the whole day talking. She advised me to do the same with Draco, he deserved to know, and I was willing to be open to him. Just not yet

~2 weeks later~

Everyone was sat in the great hall, Durmstrang at the Slytherin table, where they always sat, Beauxbatons at the Ravenclaw table. It seemed to be a routine that Pansy, Adrian and I would sit at one end of the table, whereas Theo, Blaise and Draco sat at the other. It was an unspoken agreement, but I felt bad, if I just grew some balls and spoke to Draco we would all be together. Im chaotic and it's messing up with my friendships. No don't think like that, remember what Pansy said, I have lots of amazing friends who love me for who I am.

I was just about to get out of my seat and go over to Draco when Dumbledor asked for everyones attention. "we are now ready to select our Tri-Wizard champion". Dumbledor decided to lower the age limit to 16 due to the amount of feedback from angry students, otherwise known as Fred and George. Which meant they had entered. I was worried for them, but I knew they were talented enough, but still, it was scary. "our Durmstrang champion is... Viktor Krum" the Durmstrang students cheered the loudest, but everyone was excited to see the world's best seeker in the tournament. "our Beauxbatons champion is... Fleur Delacour" the cheers we're louder this time, many of the boys drooled over the way she fluttered up to and past Dumbledor. "and finally, our Hogwarts champion is... Evalynne Deadreigh!" gasps emitted from about the hall, I burst out into a fit of laughter, they had to be joking right? I mean I'm not even old enough, and even if I was I wouldn't enter, people die in this tournament. After taking another look at Dumbledor I could tell he wasn't joking. "Evalynne Deadreigh!" he yelled with a harsher tone. Pansy pushed me up and I started walking towards Dumbledor, he handed me the slip of paper with my name on it and told me to exit to the door behind him.

As I walked down the steps I found Viktor and Fleur chatting about something, I just stood in front of the fireplace and zoned out, hoping this was a fucked up daydream. I stood there for a few minutes, wondering how my name got in that cup when there was a racket coming down the stairs. Draco was looking confused marching down the stairs and towards me, the headmasters and tournament judges behind him. "How did you both put your name in the goblet?!" Dumbledor askes calmly. "headmaster I didn't I don't want to be part of this tournament, people die" I was shaking. "Headmaster I assure you I have other things to do besides compete for 'eternal glory' I didn't do this" Draco had his usual snarky tone to his statement. I couldn't stop shaking, who would do this, who would put Draco and I's name in the goblet, who would want us to be hurt? "I understand, I hope you both understand you have to compete, the goblet of fire is a binding contract that I'm afraid you can't back out of" that's when I broke, I sobbed. I wasn't the best at spells that we had to know in school, never mind for a competition. "you can all leave now" Draco wrapped his arms around me and took me back to the Slytherin table for dinner, but I wasn't hungry.

We exited back into the hall and everyone was staring at us, the whispers weren't even the worst part, it was the evil looks I was getting from the Gryffindor table. Draco sat down between Pansy and Adrian, and pulled me on his knee, the tears wouldn't stop flowing. The feast appeared in front of us, and even though I protested Draco force fed me until he was satisfied.

Once Draco stopped forcing me food and started to eat his own, I got up and awkwardly walked over to the Gryffindor table. I was well aware of the looks I was getting, people who wanted to know what was happening. Once I reached the proximity of my friends I could hear their conversation, they were obviously oblivious to my presence. "I can't believe Evalynne entered, what a snake, she belongs in Slytherin, her and Malfoy" they we're all pitching in, Ron, Harry, Hermione, and Fred. "For your information, I didn't enter, I tried to talk Fred and George out of entering, its barbaric, it was cancelled due to the amount of death that occurred" I stutter out. It hurt that Fred would call me a snake. "probably tried to talk us out of entering so that you'd have more of a chance, well what did you come over here for? Do you want a celebration? Do you want us to praise you? well congrats Ev, you've officially proved us wrong, you do belong in Slytherin. Now go away and stop bothering us snake" that was my last straw, I couldn't stop the shaking. "Frederick Gideon Weasley you ruin everything!" I couldn't stop shaking, I tried to run away, but Seamus stuck out his foot and I tripped, the entire Gryffindor table burst out laughing. How could I be so dim. I sprinted back to professor Dumbledore's office, making sure to hide my tears first.

I knocked on the door and entered. "professor I know this is a lot to ask but I was wondering if I could go to Diagon Alley tomorrow, I need to get new uniform, my current clothes no longer fit." I wasn't lying, they we're a bit big on me. "I'm sure that can be arranged, I will open my flu network tomorrow and you can come and go as you please" I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. "thank you professor, and I'm sorry my name was somehow entered in the tournament, I promise I never wanted this" he nodded at my comment, but didn't respond. I swiftly left and made my way back to my dorm.

If a snake's what they want, a snake they're gonna get