Euphoria

𝕋𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕗𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘

"Harry! Harry, wait up!" Livia shouted from down the hall, causing Harry to snap his head around to face her.

"Oh hi," he said, confused.

"I just wanna let you know, I believe you Harry," Livia says, giving Harry a warm smile.

"Thank you, at least one person does," Harry huffed, probably fed up with all the life threatening events he's had to face for the past four years.

"If there's anything you need come to me, okay," Livia offered, trying to help the 14 year old boy as much as she can.

"Oh, I'm Livia Delacour by the way. Anyway I have to go, cya around," Livia rushed, striding down the packed hallways.

Livia never gave Harry the chance to answer her, his facial expression changed once he heard her last name, Delacour, he's facing her sister in the tournament.

She rushed past the hundred people crowding the compact hallways, she pushed her way through them all until she came across a familiar figure, a slim figure with long straight hair, Fleur.

Livia ran into her arms, hugging her tighter than she ever has. "I'm so proud of you," Livia practically screamed, causing Fleur to giggle at her younger sister's excitement.

But Livia knew something was off, she noticed her facial expression change. Fleur's regularly happy smile was now dim.

"What's up?" Livia asked, worried she did something wrong.

"I'm just a bit terrified, I have this feeling something's wrong," Fleur announced, causing Livia to give her a supportive smile.

"You'll be fine, anyways you need to start practicing for the upcoming task in November," Livia stated, trying to take Fleur's mind off the horrid feeling she was having.

"Yeah, we just need to figure it out first," Fleur said, as they walked back towards their carriage.

"It might have to do with magical creatures or dark magic," Livia squeaked, not sure how safe this tournament was.

"Dumbledore said there are new safety features this year, we don't need to worry ourselves," Fleur said, trying to keep her sister as calm as possible.

They made there way to the long hallways that led toward their dorms, Fleur unlocked the door to only notice the white discolored paper laying on Livia's neatly made bed.

"Liv, there is something here for you," Fleur giggled, knowing exactly who it was from.

"Oh, what is it?" Livia wondered, as she walked towards her bed. She recognized the swirly neat handwriting, Cedric.

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