Olivia Weasley, a gryffindor girl who has found her love for the chosen one. hogwarts has never been the same....it became darker and darker. Olivia had never thought this would've happened to her home. Olivia was Harry's love of his life he thought...
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"Since when did you get so bold Harry."
olivia's pov.
I wake up to Hermione shaking my bed. "Blimey Hermione." I throw my pillow on my face. "Get up! Your mother says breakfast is ready." She leaves the room. I sigh in annoyance and get up. I look through my closet to see what I wanna wear. I pull out high waisted ligh blue boyfriend jeans, black spaghetti strap top, brown zip up drawstring hoodie, a black beanie, and white high top converse. I brush my teeth and put light make-up on.
I run downstairs and see everyone eating. "Sorry if i'm late." I sit in an empty seat in between Harry and Ron. "You look brilliant." Harry complements me. I feel blush forming on my cheeks so I take a bite of my food so it doesn't look obvious. "Thank you. So do you." I reply. He smiles "Thanks." I nod and quickly finish my food so we can leave.
As soon as we leave the house, Dad, Fred, and George walk really fast. "Ron, where are you actually going?" Harry asks. "Don't know. Hey, dad. Where are we going?" Ron asks.
"Haven't the foggiest. Keep up!" Dad retorts. Harry, Ron and I run to catch up to them. "Arthur! It's about time, son." A man yells from a distance. "Sorry, Amos. Some of us had a bit of a sleepy start." Dad looks bacl at us. Ron just yawns. "This is Amos Diggory, everyone. Works with me at the Ministry" Dad shakes his hand.
A guy jumps out of the tree and lands next to Amos. "And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?" He shakes his hand. "Yes, sir." He grins.
Man he's hot.
"Merlins beard! You must be Harry Potter." Amos smiles. "Yes, sir." He fixs his bag. "Great, great pleasure." He holds out his hand. "Pleasure to meet you too, sir." Harry accepts.
We walk for about 10 minutes until we make it to the top of the mountain. "Yes, it's, uh, just over there." He says out of breath. "We don't want to be late." Dad says. "Get yourself into a good position." Amos says.
"Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?" Harry furrowed his brows.
"That isn't just any manky old boot, mate-." George and Fred say in unison.
"-It's a Portkey." I finish.
"Time to go!" Amos yells. I quickly put my hand on the boot next to Hermione. "What's a Portkey?" Harry asks. "Ready! After three." Amos starts.
"One, Two..."
"Harry!" Harry quickly puts his hand on the boot by the time Amos said two. On three we all scream and spin in the air. "let go, kids!" Dad says. "What?!" Hermione asks in surprise. "Let go!" Dad says once more.
We all scream and land on grass. Well, everone but me. I..well...land on top of Harry. "Bloody hell!" I say as I realize who i'm ontop of. "You can stay if you'd like." Harry smirks. "Since when did you get so bold Harry." I laugh and get off him. I turn and see Dad, Amos, and Cedric waiting for us. "Get up, Harry." I pull him up and we catch up with the others.
