There once was a girl.
She was sweet like a baby.
But you fucked her up.
Made her think she was crazy.
I'm that girl.
But I look different lately.
Cos now I'm a monster.
The monster you made me.
- Chloe Adams.
Magical Luck has changed, Magical Luck...
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Oompa Loompa, doompa-de-doo I got a bad feeling 'bout you Oompa Loompa, I don't know, dude I got a bad feeling 'bout you Bad feeling, bad feeling I got a bad feeling 'bout you Bad feeling, bad feeling I got a bad feeling 'bout you
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As the pair made their way to the Great Hall, two mugs steaming hot chocolates appeared in front of them. Rosalie made Neville sit beside her, as she leaned her head on his shoulder. "Why would he do that." Neville muttered as he held the mug tightly. He was still trying to understand exactly what had just happened, he couldn't believe a man who had been in the exact same war as his own parents would do that to him. Show him that spell. Even though people believe he doesn't remember what happened, but he remembered their screams, he remembered the sounds of their pain.
"I don't know." Rosalie whispered as Neville leaned onto her shoulder. "I think he's mad for even demonstrating it to us." She whispered, the two quickly take a sip of their hot chocolates. They waited till lunch before they even made a move. "Come on, let's go watch people place their names in the goblet." She whispered. Neville nodded and followed, both taking a seat in front of the goblet watching as older students are place their names into the flame and others are applauding, Cedric is one of them.
Neville and Rosalie kept close, whispering to one another. Giggles sometimes leaving their lips as they would laugh about certain people putting their names in, or even when. Rosalie was happy to see Neville smiling happily now, his mood was much better, lighter. She was proud to see that smile on his face. The two were knocked out of their little bubble as the twin come in cheering. "Thank you thank you, well lads we've done it." George cheered.
"Cooked it up just this morning." Fred stated as he grinned.
"It's not going to work." Rosalie sang, a smirk on her face. Neville holding back his laughter.
