Obsessed

𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓎

FIRST PERSON
I walked into the trophy room where all the other champions were, and kept mysteriously staring at the parchment in my hands. Cedric, Fleur, and Viktor stood by the wall in curiosity of why I walked in.

"Hey, Y/N.." Cedric spoke quietly.

I looked up and noticed Cedric stepped closer to me and saw the parchment, "Hi, Cedric. Funny, huh? I didn't even enter.." I explained to him and gave him the note with my name on it.

A faint sound of arguing came from outside the room and I turned around. The other three looked around at each other.

"Y/N, did you put your name in the goblet of fire!?" Dumbledore asked CALMLY and firmly grabbed my shoulders, knocking me into a shelf of trophies.

"No, sir." I replied quickly with bulged eyes.

"Even if she didn't.." Minister Crouch began to speak, catching Dumbledore's attention. Dumbledore let me go carefully as the minister continued, "The rules are absolute. The goblet of fire constitutes a binding magical contract.."

He dramatically turned his head to Dumbledore.

"Ms. Dixon has no choice." He expressed with a frightened expression, "She is, as of tonight.. a triwizard champion."

He looked at me after finishing his sentence. I stood and looked at the adults before they all slowly turned around to me.

I shifted uncomfortably at the looks I received that were piling unwanted pressure onto me. "No, I'm good."

I scoffed and waved my hand at them in a downwards motion to politely decline their offer.
They kept staring but now more confusedly.

"I mean I wanted to like- before.. but know that you're looking at me like.." I waved my palm in a circular motion in front of their faces, "That." I smiled awkwardly and pushed my hand further out before dropping it, "I'll pass." I stepped backwards.

"You can't just drop out, Dixon. That isn't how it works." Snape rolled his eyes at me.

"Well then i'll just leave Hogwarts." I scoffed and leaned slightly to see past their shoulders, "Good luck, Cedric," I snapped and pointed at him with a grin. "Good luck to you too as well, Fleur, Viktor Krum- oh before I go, could I have your autograph? My friend loves you-"

"Y/N!" Dumbledore snapped me out of my annoyingly hilarious sarcastic moment and walked up to me, "You. Are. A triwizard champion." He said the last sentence incredibly fast paced.

"I'm. Not. Doing it." I mocked him in the same tone, doing the same thing he did with his last few words.

"You have no choice!" Moody stepped out from the group, "You have been chosen."

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HARRY'S POV
Ron, Hermione, and I sat in the common room waiting for Y/N to arrive.

A couple of people were upset but most of the students found it impressive how she got her name in there.

Ron and Hermione were talking about how dangerous this could be while I impatiently waited on her to walk in.

Fred and George planned a surprise party for her and a lot of her Gryffindor friends were spread out around the room, conversing.

"I think I'm in love with her." Seamus continued his conversation with Dean from behind us. I wasn't listening before but I am now.