Soukoku in hogwarts

Goblet of milk- I mean fire haha (Ft. Ron x money [REAL])

Chuuyas pov 

"... Do you think he's dead?" Harry said as Ron violently shook him by the collar "what do you want,,, isn't it supposed to be a Friday?"chuuya asked drowsily

Harry heaved a relieved sigh "Today is the day that the goblet of fire will choose who will be participating in the six wizard tournament!" Ron whined "And I bet a lot of money that you would be chosen and not Dazai!! And I love money!"

Chuuya groaned "oh yeah, I totally remember that" Chuuya lied. Ron rolled his eyes 

"Come on we don't have all day, Hermione's already in the common room waiting for us" Ron said as he shook Chuuya by the collar.

"hold on let me just get dressed" Chuuya said, a sigh escaping his lips as he un prayed Rons hands from his collar.

Chuuya when Chuuya then arrived at the common room he must have wondered how the hell he slept through the noise his peers were making. The room was buzzing with excitement when he opened the door. Everyone seemed to be smiling ear to ear as they discussed their bets on who would be chosen. Chuuya eventually spotted Hermione curled up by her favorite spot on the couch reading a book.

When she saw the trio she smiled at them and ushered them to her.

"McGonagle told me that the goblet will choose the names at dinner" She said, her hazelnut eyes were sparkling with anticipation.

Once again the day was spent with kids trying their hardest to get through classes as quickly as possible. Homework seemed optional, and so did note taking- and listening to whatever was being taught. Chuuya -though he was probably one of the least obsevant types- noticed the large bags under all the students eyes. He wondered how many of them could barely sleep because of the excitement. 

The last thing they had was double potions with the Slytheryns, he could sort of feel dazai touching the gingers hair, in reality, he really liked the feeling, and Dazai knew it.

"Quit it" Chuuya muttered under his breath 

Dazai snickered "Hah. No, not until you braid my hair and call me pretty"

"In your dreams, dork"

"Says the dork"

"Listen here you-"

"Im listening~"

"Keep it that way. You're much quieter"

"Your attitude is a lot taller then you are- It's not saying a lot but its true"

"Is that your way of calling me short? Original."

"Do we seem to be having a problem?" Snape asked. Chuuya turned slightly pale and Dazai giggled. "No sir" Dazai said, a hand over his mouth as he snickered.

———————-Time skip to when the feast starts——

For the feast was a lot like the one they enjoyed the day the Dermstrang and Beau-baton kids arrived, there French specialties and Bulgarian specialties alike, there was crab, steak, red meat, pasta, rice pudding, purée, carrot, purée, chicken masala, ratatouille, escargots, salad, chicken paprika, and purée. For dessert there was chocolate pudding, Paris Brest, chocolate cake, brownies and Jell-O citrus tart, cherry tart, blueberry tart, chocolate banana tarte and, Chuuyas personal favorite: Flan.

Once they all cleared our plates Dumbledore cleared his throat and the dining hall grew silent with anticipation.

"Today is the day that the goblet of fire shall choose the champions for each school that shall compete in the Six Wizard tournament this year. Before we begin our choosing however I would like to applaud to everyone who has mustered up the amount of courage to put their name in the goblet, if and when your name is chosen you shall head over the room mr filch is next to. We now may begin"

As he spoke the goblet turned a bright red it then shifted to a violet color then blue, a small parchment of paper flew into Dumbledore's hands "From dermstrang we have...Viktor Krum! the Dermstrang students cheered loudly as Victor walked with pride over to where Filch was 

Then, the goblet turned red again and then blue and then purple once more another name flew out of the goblet "Again from dermstrang we have Fyodor Dotsoevesky!" The dermstrang's cheered once more, this time much less enthusiastically, as a tall boy with inky black hair and slanted narrow eyes walked to where filch was.

Again the goblet turned a series of bright colors as Dumbledore pulled out a neat piece of paper, opening it and  "from beau baton we have Fleur Delacour!" the Beau Batons students cheered loudly as a very pretty girl walked to were filch excitedly  "And again from beau-baton we have Jane Gossland!"

And Lastly from hogwarts we have Chuuya Nakahara!" What!? Why was I called? I dont wanna do this? The fuck? The Gryffyndor cheered and Ron excitedly received a pouch of money from a shy Slytheryn girl as the ginger walked over to filch and the other champions were standing and "our last hogwarts champion will be Dazai Osamu!" The slytherys cheered half heartedly, as Ron booked it with his money and the girl, too distracted, cheered loudly.

I hope you liked this chapter

-Sophie🥃