The life Hermione Jean Granger knew changed the day she received her letter to Hogwarts. Four years later, it's about to change again. Secrets which have been kept hidden from her all her life are about to be revealed. Power which she had been denie...
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Hi everyone.
I feel like this chapter is a little shorter than usual and a bit of a filler but I wanted to get something out for you soon instead of making this chapter twice as low. Besides, what's coming up next should be its separate chapter anyway.
Also, this is unedited but I'll come back and look over it later right now it is very late in Australia and I just want to get this done and uploaded so I can go to bed haha.
Enjoy! X
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Ron huffed angrily, turning to leave the room, his shoulders hitting Hermione's with relative force. However, her sights were focused on the head table where Severus Snape was making eye contact with her for the first time in days. And the look in his cold, dark, eyes did nothing to help lessen the fear growing within her.
The TriWizard Tournament had officially begun. And this time, Hermione sensed that there was nothing she could do to save her friend...
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12 | A C C U S A T I O N
"Have you seen Ron?" Was the first thing Hermione heard when she walked into the Gryffindor common room the next morning.
"Well, good morning to you too, Champion." She replied sarcastically.
Harry groaned and rolled his eyes at the new nickname.
"Please, don't," he sighed. "I'm already getting crap from everyone else. I don't need it from you too, Hermione."
She placed one of her hands upon his bony shoulder, the small show of affection causing his chest to deflate with ease and comfort. At least there was one person who didn't think him a cheat for being named a TriWizard Champion.
"Sorry, Harry. I couldn't help it," she smiled. "How are you coping with everything?"
Harry shrugged, trying to seem as nonchalant as possible. "I'm not, really. Still processing, I guess."
