Abandoned

08

"What?" She blinked, not processing what he said.

"Stop your little ability and listen to Dumbledore." He pinched her side, gently.

She brought back his voice, as her heart was beating in a rapid pace.

"Miss Bullet? Where is Miss Bullet?"

"I thought you didn't put your name in the Goblet?" Adrian frowned.

"I didn't-"

"Hey Bullet, Dumbledore's looking for you." One of the Slytherin's said.

"But I-"

"Go Red." Adrian pushed her lightly.

She felt like her knees were about to buckle as she stood up. Her chest heaving up and down as she struggled to find air to breath.

What the fuck is happening?

The three Champion's were escorted to the backroom. All of the Headmaster's were there.

"Congratulations! Now-" Dumbledore started.

"I didn't put my name in the Goblet." Crimson piped up, she was looking at the ground trying to process that she was chosen.

The man that was about to speak felt his eye twitch, and he turned to his champion.

"What?" He looked at her.

"I didn't put my name in the bloody Goblet." Crimson started again.

Snape scoffed "Then how can you explain the paper that was recently took out of the Goblet, Miss Bullet?"

"I don't know. But I am so sure of myself, that I didn't go near that Goblet, a few nights ago." She crossed her arms, as she leaned her hip against a table. "Can I forfeit or something?"

"I'm afraid not, Miss Bullet. If you are chosen, then you are chosen." McGonagall explained.

"You're making me feel like I'm Potter or something." It was her turn to scoff. "Just choose another Champion." She shrugged.

"That's not how it works, Miss Bullet." Dumbledore said.

"With all due respect professor, but I don't want to participate in anything this stupid event has. It's a ride or die situation. And I don't want to have any part of it." She stated, strongly.

"Miss Bullet, I think this is what's best for you." Dumbledore sighed. "You are barely active in anything. You keep to yourself, and I don't think it's best for you to be that way. Remember, It's okay for a man to be alone, but never lonely."

Crimson fought the urge to roll her eyes, as she was tired of explaining her frustrated feelings any futher. She listened. Not really.

With this ability of hers, she can't help it.

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"Why didn't you tell me you put your name in the Goblet?" Adrian said.

They were both in Adrian's dorm, as always. People from her house congratulated her, as she returned to them a blank face. They were all ecstatic that a Slytherin was picked as Champion for the Twizard Tournament. It was making her stomach churn.

"I didn't." Crimson replied, shrugging her shouldesrs and not looking up from her book.

The brunette male, chuckled abit with amusement.

"I thought you weren't someone for the jokes, Red." He smiled abit.

She fought the urge to roll her eyes. "I didn't though."