Chapter 24 ✔️

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"Did you know he entered?" Lavender asked me. I cleared my throat and did a 360 turn. I could feel her eyes burning into my back.

"No, I didn't," I said, pushing open my curtains. I crawled into bed; my legs were aching from standing in the cold for an hour. I felt like an eighty-year-old lady, I crawled under the covers, and fought back a groan as I finally laid down. 

"Charlotte," Hermione said, I hummed a reply, shutting my eyes.

"You knew," 

"Knew what?" I asked.

"You said Harry's name before Dumbledore, you knew he would get called." I shot straight up, I felt my heart fall into my gut, staring at Hermione. Her eyes were hard, staring at me with suspicion, her arms were crossed over her chest waiting for my reply. I could dig myself out of this, I knew I could. I handled so many suspicious foster parents before. I raised one eyebrow at her, frowning, the perfect face of a confused little girl. 

"What are you talking about? I didn't say anything."

"No, I heard you, I heard you say Harry's name before Dumbledore's." Hermione shouted, pointing at me as she talked. Parvati and Lavender fell silent staring at her like she had grown two horns and a tail. 

"How would I know? I didn't even say anything."

"No, I'm sure! I'm sure I heard you."

"Really? You're sure?" I asked, Hermione bit on her bottom lip, rolling it between her teeth, clearly trying to remember, but she wouldn't. I planted the seed of doubt in her mind, and it was sprouting. Her eyes searched the room like the answer was going to be written on the walls for her to just read off. 

"Yes, yes, I'm sure." She whispered,

"Lavender, Parvati, did you hear me say anything before Harry's name was called?"

"No,"

"Nope." They answered, I shrugged at Hermione innocently. 

"But I swear I heard you."

"You're hearing things, Hermione. You must be exhausted. Go to sleep. Get some rest." I said, in a sickly-sweet tone. Hermione nodded.

"Yes, yes. I should sleep." She whispered, Hermione turned around, shaking her head one more time before she slipped into her bed. I closed my curtains, Lavender turned off the lights. I shut my eyes and breathed out relieved. I needed to be more careful, I can't afford a slip up like that again. There won't be a slip up like that again. 

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"Where's your brother?" Lavender asked me at breakfast. I didn't even have to look around the room to answer. I already knew the answer, I put two strips of bacon, and three spoonsful of scrambled eggs on my plate before answering. 

"Probably hiding," I paused to shove a spoonful of eggs in my mouth. I was starving. 

"I just know Mum is going to kill him, and Dad, they warned him not to do anything this year," I said, shaking my heads. My eyes flittered to the Slytherin table where Draco was. He was using a knife to cut an apple into four pieces, talking to someone from his table but his eyes were trained on the apple. 

"Did you know he was going to enter?" Parvati answered.

"He didn't enter someone entered him." I didn't take my eyes off Draco as I answered, he must have felt someone staring at him. He looked up at me, his eyes hard and dark, a small smirk played on his lips, as he stabbed an apple slice with his knife, he bit into the apple never taking his eyes off me.

"Who would enter him?" Parvati asked, I looked away from Draco and shrugged. 

"Who knows? I need to go study. I'll see you later," I stood up, climbing over the bench, and grabbed my bag. I waved goodbye to Parvati and Lavender, as I hurried out the hall. 

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