I have made up my mind. I will compete in the Triwizard tournament. I don't know why, but it just struck me, I came here to compete so I'm going to compete.
When I told madam Maxine she nodded in approval and I wrote down my name on a piece of paper. This is going to be insane.
I walked in to see some students, Hermione and Harry. Oh gosh, it's been a week since my encounter at the black lake with Harry. Some awkward eye contact and small waves here and there, but other than that. Nothing.
Everybody went silent as me, Fleur and 2 other students of the Beaudeux academy of magic, Claire and Denise, walked into the great hall and put our names in the goblet of fire. I locked eyes with Harry as he looked at me in pure shock. I guess he couldn't believe I actually put my name in the goblet of fire.
"What's with you and mister Potter over there?" Denise nudged me as we walked out
"I'll answer you once you answer me why you and Blaise have been getting all cuddly, Denise.''I shot back. Her face was scarlet red as she stopped talking and went back to the Slytherin common room along with Claire.
"Don't let that Harry boy distract you from winning. Imagine how disappointed your family would be if you lost because of a boy. Be careful, love is harder to win than the Triwizard tournaments.'' Fleur spoke to me with much seriousness.
"I'm not letting a boy ruin this for me. I don't even like him like that.''
''Sure. Just be careful''
I watched as she left my eyesight. Bold of her to talk as she's been crushing over a certain Weasley for a while.
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''Sit down, please'' Dumboldure said as all of the students piled around the goblet of firee.''Now the moment you've all been waiting for. The champion selection!''
The fire that was lit around us was no more as Dumbeldore used his magic to make it die down.
He walked up to the goblet of fire, his hand still stretched out, as the fire suddenly turned red and a piece of paper fell out of it.
"The Durmstrang champion is Viktor Krum!" Dumbledore announced. The place erupted with cheers as Viktor walked up next to Dumbledore.
The fire turned red again. This would decide if I was a champion or not. He picked up the paper and turned to all of us.
"The champion of Beauxbatons is...y/n Badeaux!''
I froze as my classmates formally clapped for me. I stood up and made my way to Dumbledore, still in shock that I actually made it. I shook his hand as I went to stand next to Viktor.
''Congratulations Viktor'' I smiled at him.
''Congratulations to you too Madam'' He smiled back.
The fire spits out one last paper.
''The Hogwarts champion is..Cedric Diggory!'' He said as the room erupted in bigger cheers. He walked over to stand next to us and smiled at me as I felt my face get slightly red. I mean he was quite handsome..
''Excellent! We now have our three champions. But in the end, only one will go down in history. The only one will hoist this chalice of champions...this vessel of victory...The Triwizard Cup!''
But the cheers that went on were cut short as the cup that held the names of champions started going insane. It turned red as it spits out a paper. Dumbledore grabbed it.
''Harry Potter.''
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I'm back. That's it, I just got the urge to update because it's finally winter break for a week, and I'm not bombarded with studies. I will update way more, thank you for waiting.
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Champions (Harry Potter x reader).still Writing
FanfictionY/N is a girl from Beauxbatons. When she and a couple others are invited to Hogwarts the only thing on her mind in the Triwizard tournament untill a raven-head boy catches her attention. I suck at descriptions All right go to J.K rowling except for...