|| hermione/ fem reader ||
a slytherin like you can't possibly be entangled with a muggle-born.
Where loyalty is everything, you are given a crucial mission: lead Harry Potter to the Dark Lord, who has declared his return. As you navigate this dang...
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The blaring instruments filled the air, drowning out the roar of the massive, divided crowd. The audience was segmented into distinct sections, with students grouped by their respective schools and houses, while older adults, eager to witness the legendary event, filled the remaining spaces. The racket of cheers and the rhythmic pounding of music created a vibrant, almost electric atmosphere.
The air was filled with deafening roar from hundreds of students, stomping and shouting echoing through the stands.
One by one, the champions entered the Quidditch field, where a towering hedge formed an elaborate maze with only one entrance. The maze appeared dark and shrouded in mist.
Y/N caught a glimpse of the entrance, causing her stomach to churn violently.
To distract herself, Y/N looked at the other champions and her gaze fell on Cedric, who seemed to be offering some comfort to her. He sent her a reassuring smile—a silent wish of good luck, which both of them desperately needed.
Y/N had grown quite close to Cedric during the past few days of training. At first, she had seen him as just another obnoxious boy adored by everyone, but she now saw his true nature — he was generous and compassionate. Despite this, Y/N had never expressed her gratitude to Cedric for all the help he had given her, held back by her stubborn pride.
She made sure to remind herself to thank him after the task was over with. It was a promise.
"Sonorus!" Professor Dumbledore shouted, the wand magnifying his voice to announce over the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the third and final task of the Triwizard Tournament! Professor Moody has placed the Triwizard Cup deep inside the maze. It is the champions job to compete within the walls of the maze to collect it. With Diggory and Potter tied in first position — they will be the first to enter into this complex maze."
The crowd cheered, but it was mainly the Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs who were the loudest.
"And in third, entering the maze will be Miss Y/L!"
The Slytherins weren't so pleased to know Y/N placed third in the tournament, but nevertheless, they continued to cheer her on. They stood up, chanting her name with pride as they waved flags highly in the air.
"And behind Y/L, we have Krum then Miss Delacour!" Professor Dumbledore shouted. "Now, we have instructed staff to patrol the perimeter. If any contestant wishes to give up from the task, he, she, or they need to only send up red sparks with their wand."
Y/N absentmindedly scanned through the crowd, specifically to a Hogwarts house that was not hers. Her subconscious thoughts had plans of their own. And soon enough, there she was, sitting around with Ron, Parvati, Dean, and Seamus. It was quite funny how Hermione was already looking at Y/N. She never once took her eyes off the girl.
