This Is Who I Really Am

Chapter Fourteen

Fear;
It tears apart the things you love.

I gripped Hermione's hand as I watched her body tremble with fear. "Dragons, Eva! Bloody dragons. Harry shouldn't be doing this! Why can't he have a decent life." She was angry, nervous, and in all honesty, scaring me. "I don't know, Hermione. We just need to stay calm and support them." I tell her. I see Fred and George wave me over and I give a slight head nod towards Hermione, who was shaking like a cold wet dog, and murmuring to herself. "Hermione, will you be okay with Ronald?" I ask and see Ron try to shake his head, giving me the opportunity to kick his knee cap. "Y-yes. I do need to calm down. I'm being irrational!" She says and gives a shaky laugh. "You're telling me." Ron whispers. I smile and give her a hug before glaring at Ron and walking towards the twins. "Eva, my princess, we have good news!" Fred says happily. My heart lurched as I sat beside him. "Yes, my prince?" I jokingly play on. "We found a place to have our shop! We just need to come up with the money." George butts in before Fred can speak. "That's fantastic!" I shriek and pull them into a tight hug. I kiss both of their cheeks and pull away, watching their faces turn the color of their hair. Fred opens his mouth but the tournament was starting. "Shhh. It's starting!" I exclaim. I pull them down to sit and I watch with wide eyes. I will admit, I didn't pay attention to Fleur or Krum. When Cedric came out my body tensed. I gripped the nearest thing to me as I leaned forward more to watch. "Come on, Ced." I mutter under my breath. He runs towards the egg after throwing a charming spell towards the dragon. When he reached the egg I give a breath of relief, but yelp soon after when he is burned. He runs out with the egg and everyone cheers, I look over and notice I had been gripped Fred's arm, due to the nail marks embedded in his skin. "Sorry, Freddie!" I say quickly. He chuckles and brushes me off, "It's fine." I look at George who was staring at Angelina. "Staring at her isn't going to do anything, Wealsey." I point out, making him jump. "Yeah. Listen to Eva, since you won't listen to me anymore." Fred says, sticking his tongue out. "I don't know what is wrong! We were getting awfully close and then we are just awkward now." George admits. "It is because you're letting it happen! You have to let go, George." I tell him. "Let go of what?!" He yelps, getting aggravated. Harry was walking out so I turned forward but decided not to leave the boys hanging. "Let go of what you fear and hold your loved ones to you. One day they may not be there because you missed your chance." I tell them before leaning forward to watch Harry. He ran out and was instantly attacked, I yelp and flinch away. He ducks behind a rock, dragon getting closer. "Use your wand, Harry!" I scream loudly, at the same time Hermione says. Sometimes Harry doesn't remind me of someone who is the Boy-Who-Lived. Harry mutters something and holds his wand up but nothing happens. "Oh, no." I mutter. I close my eyes and shove my head into the side of Fred. "I can't watch." I grumble. He chuckles, but even he was tense. "Eva," Fred shakes me. "Eva, you're going to want to see this." He says a minute later. I lift my head and the words that fly out my mouth, I am completely proud of. "What the fuck?!" I yelp. Fred and George start laughing loudly as I stand up and lean forward. "Don't fall Eva!" Fred warns. "Then catch me." I say back, winking, before turning back around. I watch Harry for awhile fly on his broom and everything was soaring good, ( A/N: Hehehehheeeheu. Puns! :] ) until the dragon got off of its chain. Yes, I said it. The dragon got off its chain! This is the moment the games should be canceled, in my opinion, BECAUSE A BLOODY DRAGON IS CHASING HARRY POTTER. I pull away from the edge as the dragon swoops down, it's tail shoving me backwards into someone. I groan as I land, grabbing my ribs. "Eva!" Fred yelps, grabbing me. I had landed on George, who was panicking as well. "George get help, I'll carry her." Fred instructs. Fred lifts me, and George runs off, Fred following in a brisk pace. "My ribs are on fire." I murmur. "Hah...a pun." I hiss out in pain. "Eva, stop talking." Fred laughs worriedly. "I don't think I like dragons much." I tell him. "Eva, stop talking." Fred says. I lean my head into his neck and close my eyes, before falling into a nice sleep.

A/n: I'm going to try and update twice because I'm not going to have connection to post for awhile because of vacation.