𝒄𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, harry potter x reader

three

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"bets bets bets! place your bets!" fred called out, as the twins, went around the bleachers. "cmon' longbottom, placing no bets this year?" fred, chimed, looking at me. "nope, not today." i waved off, looking at the weasley.

"alright then, but no changing minds." he winked, my way, as i shook my head. i looked around, and it seemed like the champions were in that tent. i wondered which one harry got.

but as soon as all of them were done fighting off their dragons, it was harry's turn. i tipped toe, on the stands, to get a better look. shit he had the hungarian horntail. i looked back at harry, as he looked ready but scared. the chants grew louder. 'potter!' 'potter!' 'potter!' could be heard in the background.

luckily i didn't place any bets, i wouldn't really bet on something like this, its like betting on someones life i suppose. well thats how i thought of it. "cmon' harry." i muttered, ron looked at me, as he was standing right next to me.

"since when did you and harry talk?" he questioned, looking confused. i shrugged, why was i even cheering for him. i quickly kept a straight face as i watched the match, looking intensely at every move.

the dragon shot fire, as harry was ducking it nearly, or hiding behind a rock, he wasn't using his wand when he could've maybe he forgot? i looked closely, but it seemed he was probably too focused on the dragon infront of him to even notice he had a wand on hand.

"harry your wand!" i shouted, from the stands, as hermione joined in with me. "your wand harry! use your wand!" hermione shouted. seemed like our voices were floating at the back of his head for now, as he was too busy running around. "harry for godsake use your bloody wand!" i shouted, he finally noticed thankfully and whipped out his wand.

hurridly as he took is out, the dragon almost stepped on his arm, we all gasped, looking at the boy. rocks shattered along him, as he looked so helpless. nigel was next to me as he couldn't even believe his eyes either.

the dragon pushed harry to another side of the pitch, that definetely looked like it hurt, as he yelped. from afar i saw karkaroff laughing, gosh i never had the urge to curse someone so badly.

"your wand harry, your wand!" hermione shouted, hitting the bleacher's railing. i looked around the pitch helplessly. as the dragon let out its fire breathe on the rock harry was hiding behind.

as i noticed a broom stick was flying past, he did too and quickly hopped on it before the dragon did anymore damage. quickly everyone was celebrating. "yes!" the chants got louder. harry dashed towards the golden egg, he needed to obtain in order to win. but the dragon spat his fire to his face.

i sighed, looking at the failed attempt. as suddenly the dragon broke loose of its chain, chasing harry, suddenly he flew out of the pitch.

it grew quiet. the crowd was quiet. after about 5 minutes not seeing harry return.

"do'y think hes dead?" nigel says, looking up at me. i look at nigel. "nah.. harry's got it in him." i shook my head, reassuring the boy, who was one of potter's big fan.

soon harry comes swerving back, picking up the golden egg, as a shout of cheers and screams erupt for the boy. he did it.

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