❝happiness can be found in the darkest of times‚ if one only remembers to turn on the light❞
- Albus Dumbledore
Cover by voidxriddle
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS, ALL RIGHTS TO J.K. ROWLING
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"Brilliant isn't he! Completely demented of course. Terrifying to be in the same room with, he's really been there you know." Ron swoons over Professor Moodys first lecture that took place moments ago.
"There's a reason those curses are unforgivable, and to perform them in classroom. I mean did you see Neville's face." Hermione reflects on the recent events making my stomach turn.
We approach Neville as we walk down the stairs. "Neville are you alright?" I say putting my hand on his shoulder.
Mad-Eye approaches Neville, and I quickly move my hand as he pats him on the shoulder. "Son. You alright?" Moody asks as Neville nods slightly. "Come on, we'll have a cup of tea. I want to show you something."
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Hermione and I sit quietly in the goblet room, watching as multiple people entered into the tournament. Harry and Ron enter and I sit up from lying on the bench. Hermione has her face in a book, she wouldn't notice if I'm gone. I get up and walk over to them, they seem to be talking about something that wasn't for my listening due to their stance. As I catch Harry's eyes he stiffens up and mutters my name to Ron.
"What were you just talking about?" I ask the two boys as I cross my arms and stare at them. "Uh-um not you." Ron says giving it completely away they were. "Sure you weren't."
The atmosphere soon changes when the twins, Fred and George enter the room cheering. "Thank you thank you, well lads we've done it." George says as we looks at the potion in his hands. "Cooked it up just this morning."
"It's not going to work." Hermione says towards the twins. "Oh yeah? And why's that Granger." They ask as they sit next to her.
"You see this? This is an age line. Dumbledore drew it himself." Hermione says signifying the line. "So?" The twins ask. "So a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by something pathetically dimwitted such as an age potion." Hermione states.
"That's why it's so brilliant." The twins stand up, inching closer to the Goblet.
"Ready Fred?"
"Ready George?" They jump inside the age line and nothing happens. They look around and everyone begins to cheer as they put their names into the flame. The flame fires up and they're flung across the room onto the floor harshly.
"Ouch." I mutter watching as they groan in pain. The two stand up, revealing fully grown beards and grey hair. The two begin to wrestle on the floor everyone circles around them chanting them on.
The room suddenly becomes silent as Viktor Krum walks in and puts his name in the flame almost effortlessly. He looks at Hermione as she smiles at him slightly. I sit next to her nudging her shoulder playfully.
"What?" She laughs as she looks at me. "What just happened? Did Viktor Krum just give you the eyes?" She didn't respond but only smiles at my comment.
