Fire and Ferrets

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          The week passed and finally the night everyone was waiting for, the champion selection. I walked into the great hall with Draco, whose arm was hooked around my waist, and Blaise. Pansy followed us too though I could see both of them dreaded it somewhat. It wasn't much fun for Pansy either since Draco and I become a couple or more like fake couple. I felt bad for her somewhat. We sat down and waited as everyone else gathered in the hall. Draco's arm draped around my neck pulling me closer to him so that I leaned my head on his shoulder. I guess I had gotten used to this a little but still I don't like the fact that I was forced into being his girlfriend. Now that I think about it why did he force me to be his fake girlfriend? What am I to him exactly? My thoughts were cut short when Dumbledore stood up and walked towards the goblet. He waved his hand over the goblet and a piece of elegant parchment shot out of the flames. "The champion for the Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour." He announced. Everyone applauded her as she walked up and shook Dumbledore's hand. Then the goblet shot out another parchment, "The champion for Dumstrang is Viktor Krum." Applause filled the room once again. Then the goblet shot out one last parchment for Hogwarts. I sat up straighter waiting eagerly for the Hogwarts champion to be announced. "The Hogwarts Champion is Cedric Diggory." A roaring applause filled the room louder than before, can you believe even Draco was cheering. Then as Dumbledore was giving the closing speech the fire turned red and shot out another piece of parchment. "Harry Potter," Dumbledore said. There was no response, "HARRY POTTER," He shouted. I saw Hermione push Harry from across the room.

               "Bloody hell," I muttered under my breath.

               "He's not even seventeen yet." Pansy said. There were insults muttered amongst the students and of course Draco joined in. I wonder how he got his name in that goblet; did he even put his name in that goblet? Dumbledore dismissed the students after Harry disappeared into another room. To be honest I don't think he put his name into that goblet, he looked too shocked and a bit scared to have put his name in that goblet. Draco, Blaise and Pansy kept talking about it and were making fun of Harry as we made our way back to the dungeons. I got fed up with it though."For Godric's sake shut up all of you!" I shouted.

               "Y/n cal-" Blaise tried to say.

              "Do you really think he would have put his name in that goblet?" I asked harshly.

              "What else could it have been?" Pansy remarked.

              "People die in this tournament," I stated, "he isn't stupid. He would never have put his name in that goblet."

               "Why are you defending him what are you his girlfriend?" Draco hissed, with jealousy spilling from his lips.

                "No he's not but he is my friend, not to mention you all are too ignorant to see what's going on here." I shot Draco a deathly glare. And Pansy glared back at me as if she wanted to rip me to shreds.

                "What exactly is going on here then?" Blaise asked."He's being set up obviously. It makes too much sense I mean he's the boy who lived, I mean he faced a basilisk in his second year and last year he had those encounters with dementors. It shouldn't be a surprise that things are out to get him." I ranted. They stubbornly remained silent, and I rolled my eyes and walked ahead of them.

 – two days later—

                   I rushed down the halls which were unbelievably crowded when I bumped into someone. "I am so sorry about that I didn't mean to." My hands brushed over a pair of circular glasses and I knew exactly who I bumped into. I looked up to see none other than Harry Potter who wasn't in the best of shapes at the moment. "Harry," I smiled, "aren't you a sight for sore eyes I haven't seen you since the –uh- you know."

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