Our little secret

Chapter 10

I tried talking to Dumbeldore today about my name earlier. It didn't go the way I expected it to "I can't compete. I didn't put my name. There must be a mistake. I don't have to" "Unfortunately Ms. Potter you will have to compete" I shook my head "This is ridiculous. You can just call it a mistake. There has to be somethi-" "Sorry Ms. Potter, I can't do anything now" I turned around to leave "I swear if anything happens to me during this stupid tournament. I know people who can make you suffer and if they don't do a good enough job I swear my spirit will haunt you all. Try me" I seethed before walking out of the office and slamming the door shut. My eyes brimmed with tears knowing my threats were horribly empty. I was going to die 

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"What a charismatic quintet" Rita Skeeter purred, taking us all in. I had rad quite a few of her stories. She lied and manipulated people. Couldn't keep her nose in her own business "I'm Rita Skeeter and I write for a daily prophet. But of course you all know me.It's you we need to get to know. What secrets lie behind those rosy cheeks. Does courage hide behind those curls.What makes a champion tick. Me, myself and my fantastic readers want to know. Who's up to talking ? What about Potter number 2. You know most people have given you the nickname of the evil twin. Heard about a few fights you got in." she said with a smirk. I was about to slap her glasses right of her face. But Cedric stepped in "Watch your mouth. Her name is Ophelia Potter. Say it or leave it" I turned a little to look at Cedric and smiled at him. Rita looked shocked for a second but jotted something in her notepad "We'll do the other one then" she said and pulled Harry into a secluded area.

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I had a very busy day. If one more person pissed me of I would probably pull out their eyes and shove it down their throats. Interviewers kept asking me question about my personal life. Things I didn't even know that others knew 'We heard that you and Fred Weasley have a little thing going on' or 'Do you think your relationship with Mr. Weasley will affect your chances at winning' and 'What does Fred think of you and Cedrics friendship' They seemed to care more bout my relationships than the actual tournament. I tried telling them over and over again that I didn't put my name in the cup but they would just ignore me and dig deeper into my personal life

I walked back to the common room, dragging my feet and struggling to keep my eyes open. I burst the portrait door open and walked into the common room sluggishly "Ophelia" Fred shouted at me annoyed. I shot him a look and he sighed "Come 'ere" he said with his arms open. I shuffled over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist "It'll be ok shortie" I sat down beside him and laid down with my head on his lap "You know I'm actually afraid I might die" Fred got up, pulling me along with him and smiled at me "You are Ophelia. Fucking. Potter. The best Potter there is. It'll take more than a few tasks to get rid of you?" I laughed we hugged again, swaying slightly "Someone told them about us. Claimed we were dating" he hummed and I felt the vibrations from his chest "I wouldn't mind that"  he said in a joking tone. "Goodnight Freddie" I  ruffled his hair a bit and walked to my dorm. Tomorrow would be very very interesting

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I rubbed my eyes and chucked on my uniform and sprinted to the Great Hall (She's a runner, she's a track star) I slid next to Fred in such haste that he almost fell off his seat "Calm down Ophelia"  My fingers were tapping on the table incredibly fast "Lia, it'll be fine. They couldn't have written anything that bad" Harry said from across the table "That's the thing. We can't be sure" I said still looking down at the table. I felt a warm hand slide into mine to stop my hands moving. I didn't have to look up. I knew it was Fred. He rubbed his thumb on the back of my palm and I gave his hand a light squeeze to let him know that I appreciated it. 

The owls flew in dropping parcels here and there. I dropped Fred's hand and reached for Hermione's daily Prophet paper. I skimmed till I found a page on me.  groaned and read a particular paragraph out loud for Harry, Hermione, Fred, and George to hear 'Ophelia Potter currently hides her relationship with one of The Weasley family's children Mr. Fred Weasley but is obviously having a thing with one of the other Tri-wizard tournament participants Mr. Cedric Diggory. Turns out even the evil twin has relationship problems. Will she let these get in her way or win the tournament' I crumpled the newspaper ignoring Hermione screaming no " I wish I could shove this under her skin and watch her claw at herself in pain" I mumbled under my breath. I looked up to see everyone looking at me with scared looks on their faces. I sighed "I better be heading of to class" I hugged Fred and threw away the newspaper as I walked out

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I walked out of my last class and headed of to the Gryffindor Tower but I was stopped by a familiar voice "Ophelia! Ophelia!" I looked around for a while trying to pick out the source of the voice "Cedric?" I walked forward a few steps, still looking for him in the empty hallway before I was yanked into a broom closet "What the fu-" Cedric held a finger to my lips "The first task is dragons.They've got one for each of us Green snout, Swedish short snout, Chinese fireball, Ukranian Iron-belly and Hungarian iron tail" I stood there shook and he pulled his finger away from my lips. Why would they put a bunch of kids against dangerous, misunderstood, dangerous animals like dragons. "How the fuck am I supposed to fight a dragon?" he shrugged. I smiled at him and we shared a small hug before I walked out and so did he once I left the hallway to make it less suspicious.

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I ran to my dorm and to my luck Hermione was there "Mione!" she turned to look at me "Hey whats wrong" "The first task is dragons. I need your help" she gasped a little but stood up and gave me a pile of books "I have to finish up a project but you can start with these" I nodded and hugged her before walking to my bed and reading the books. The last thing I thought about before falling into a pit a deep sleep was that Dragons like silence. How the fuck would I keep a whole ass stadium fucking quiet.