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A girl by the name Rosalie Magnolia Greengrass soon finds out she is the daughter of James Potter, the father of the famous boy in the Wizarding world who is named 'the boy who lived'
The Potters are famous in the Wizarding world due to t...
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The silence around the room was loud and for once, Rosalie didn't have a thing to say. It was suddenly broken when the doors slammed open, a loud ruckus following by a crowd of voices.
"It's wrong, I tell you!" The sound of Madame Maxime's voice rang through, her French accent accentuated due to her anger, reminding Rosalie of her mother's for a moment.
"Oh silence, you French tart." Rosalie then heard Professor Moodys voice snap back, his tone venomous and frustrated, as they grew louder, "Everything is a conspiracy theory with you isn't it?!" He added, not allowing her to speak after she continued on.
"Quiet!" Dumbledore spat to the arguing pair, "I can't think."
At the sound of his voice, Rosalie and Harry shared a silent look.
"Oh everything is a conspiracy theory!"
"I protest!" The French woman continued exclaiming, even when Dumbledore spoke up again, "I protest!"
He stormed over, clasping his hands upon Harry's shoulder making the boy stumble into the wall behind him, "Harry, did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?" Dumbledore asked calmly.
Rosalie watched nervously as he was asked, watching as he stumbled on a response before answering almost immediately, "No sir!" He responded, shaking his head almost frantically.
"Did you ask one of the older students to do it for you?"
"No, sir."
Rosalie ignored the stinging sensation on her skin as she pressed her sharp, long nails into her skin on her palm, biting the inside of her mouth, as she watched the scene in front of her.
"And you— Rosalie." He turned over to her making her look over, "Did you?"
"Did I what?" Rosalie asked, they couldn't seriously think she had done anything, did they?
"This is no time for games this time Rosalie Greengrass, did you, or did you not, put yours and Harry's name in the Goblet of Fire." Dumbledore snapped, his patience lessening.
"No— I didn't!"
He stared at her, not breaking eye contact as she looked back, staring back despite the pit in her gut when he looked at her as if he was trying to see inside her mind but was denied access.
She watched him in confusion as he took a breath before turning back to Harry then his eyes flickered between the two, "Are you both absolutely sure?"
"Of course we are!"
"Yes, yes sir."
Dumbledore stilled, looking at the two for a moment, before letting go of his grasp on the boys robes.
