𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 | D.M

.5. triwizard tournmate .5.

It was beautiful, until it wasn't

Sunday passed by in a blur, and it was early Monday morning.

You and Summer get dressed and head into the Great Hall instructed to by the Huffepuff prefects.

The hall was packed with all the students from each house.

You and Summer make your way over to the Hufflepuff table and Cedric, Hanna, and Susan exchange greetings.

Cedric smiles at you warmly which instantly shot butterflies straight into your stomach.

"Silence!" Dumbledore exclaims.

The once loud hall was now so silent you could hear a pin drop.

"Ahem. As you all know the Triwizard Tournament is upon us. Three students will be selected to compete. This competition isn't for the faint of heart." Dumbledore spoke seriously.

You look around the hall and notice that it's notably more packed than usual.

"Who are those kids?" you whisper towards Hanna.

"That's Durmstrang and Beauxbatons" she replies softly.

You register that Ron mentioned something about that school.

The students looked so polished and snobby, with their pristine silky blue uniform and crow shaped hat, and thick french accent.

You turn your attention back towards Dumbeldore.

"Note.. that students under the age of 17 are not permitted to enter the tournament." Dumbledore spoke softly.

The hall erupts into yells of anger and frustration.

"THAT'S RUBBISH!"

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOUR DOING!"

The two red head twins yell from the Gryffindor table.

You look over and see Malfoy snickering with his friends.

His eyes meet yours and he gives you an icy glare before turning his attention back to his friends.

As the speech comes to a close you spot the quartet making their way towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

The corridor is lively as students all make their way to their classes.

You and Hanna make your way towards the classroom as you were finally getting adjusted to where each classroom was located.

Defense Against the Dark Arts soon wraps up and you part ways with Hanna, sending her a wave before heading over towards the North Tower to the Divination classroom.

With your usual greeting to the knight painting, you soon walk into the classroom only 10 minutes late.

You still weren't used to traveling up seven flights of stairs in such little time.

You enter the Divination classroom late. Professor Trelawney had already begun with the lesson as you take your usual seat across from Malfoy.

"Filthy Hufflepuff why were you even allowed to attend this school?" he seethes.

You feel your blood boil angry on why he always targeted you even though you had never said anything rude towards him.

"I dont think me being here interfears with any of your fucking shenanigans Malfoy" you hiss angrily.

You try to control the anger that was slowly rising, not wanting to cause a scene.

Draco's face twists into a snarl.