Forsaken Bloodlines {HP x GOT}

Chapter 4.9: Tri-wizard Champions?

Lyanna and Harry trudged behind the other champions, their footsteps echoing through the empty corridors. The evening had been overwhelming, and neither of them spoke as they made their way to their respective dormitories. Fleur headed to the dorms reserved for the Beauxbatons, Viktor went to the Durmstrang's quarters, Cedric descended to the Hufflepuff Basement, Harry ascended to the Gryffindor Tower, and Lyanna took the familiar path to the Ravenclaw Tower.

As Lyanna entered the common room, she felt the weight of dozens of eyes on her. The room buzzed with whispered conversations that abruptly ceased as she walked in. A girl's voice cut through the silence.

"How'd you do it?"

Lyanna turned to see Lisa Turpin's back facing her. Lisa's tone was icy, filled with hurt and accusation.

"Never mind. Doesn't matter. Might've let me know, though."

Lyanna felt a pang of guilt. "Let you know what?"

Lisa spun around, her expression a mix of anger and betrayal. "You know what. Or maybe you didn't tell any of us anything because we're way out of your league, aren't we, Malfoy?"

Lyanna took a step back, shocked by Lisa's words. "I didn't ask for this to happen, Lisa. Okay? You're being stupid."

Lisa's eyes flashed. "That's me. Lisa Turpin. Lyanna Malfoy's stupid friend and roommate. If I'm even a friend to you."

Lyanna felt her frustration rising. "I didn't put my name in the Cup! I don't want eternal glory! I just want to be..." She stopped, searching for the right words. "Look. I don't know what happened tonight. And I don't know why. It just... did. Okay?"

There was a moment of tense silence before Lisa stormed off, muttering under her breath. "Piss off."

Stunned, Lyanna looked around, meeting the curious and suspicious gazes of her fellow Ravenclaws. Whispers resumed, and she felt isolated, an outcast among her own housemates. She made her way to her shared room, her footsteps heavy with exhaustion and dread.

Inside the room, the other two girls were already asleep, their steady breathing the only sound. Lyanna changed into her nightclothes, her mind racing. She couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, judged. She lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts a chaotic jumble.

Much later, there was a soft knock on the door. Lyanna sat up, her heart pounding. She opened the door to find Cho Chang standing there. Cho, with her kind eyes and gentle demeanor, had always been a source of comfort in the Ravenclaw house.

"Hey," Cho said softly. "I just wanted to let you know that Lisa's decided to sleep in my room for the meantime."

Lyanna's heart sank. "Oh. I see."

Cho reached out and squeezed Lyanna's hand. "She's upset, but she'll come around. She just needs some time."

Lyanna nodded, feeling a lump form in her throat. "Thanks, Cho. I appreciate it."

Cho smiled, a gesture full of warmth and reassurance. "I believe you, Lyanna. And I'm sure that one day, you and Lisa will be friends again."

Lyanna tried to smile back, though it felt weak. "I hope so."

Cho gave her hand one last squeeze before leaving. Lyanna closed the door and climbed back into bed. She lay there, staring at the ceiling, until her eyes grew heavy. Sleep came fitfully, plagued by nightmares of flames and a deafening roar. She tossed and turned, her mind unable to find peace.

When she finally woke, it was with a sense of foreboding. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, the memory of the nightmare still vivid. The roar echoed in her mind, loud and unsettling, a harbinger of the challenges to come. She couldn't shake the feeling that whatever lay ahead, it would test her in ways she couldn't yet comprehend.