Chapter 6: Confusion

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I awake the next day and I suddenly remember the wonderful night before. Should I tell Fleur? I'm not sure, I want to keep the kiss secret but at the same time I want the whole world to know. Why is this all so confusing? In the end I decide not to tell anyone. I run up to the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Morning, Harry," I say brightly as I sit next to him "How are you this fine day?"
Harry looks at me sadly then shakes his head "Ron isn't speaking to me. He thinks I put our names in the goblet without telling him. I can't believe he would think something like that."
What Ron fell out with Harry! But Ron was nice! And good looking. I put my arm around Harry, comfortingly.
"It's ok Harry. It's probably just shock he'll talk to you again soon. I promise."
Harry smiles a little "Thanks, Oppie, you really know how to make me feel better."
"Well I am your twin."
We both laugh and give each other a hug. As I leave I see the red headed girl talking to Ron, she glares at me again and her eyes follow me. Ron looks over to see what she's looking at, when he sees me his mouth opens a little, he is clearly taken with my beauty. Just as I am about leave the Great Hall I turn around the girl is still glaring at me and Ron is still watching me, lovingly. He looks quite adorable actually. I smile at them and leave.
     "I am zo exciteed for zees eentervoo!" Says Fleur as we wait to be interviewed.
"Me too, Fleur!" I reply
Harry is already being interviewed by a woman named Rita Skeeter. Cedric and Viktor are with us too, though they are being very quiet.
"Y-y-yoo look vary nice tooday, Opaleenia."  Says Viktor shyly
I blush and smile a little "Thank you, Viktor. That's very kind of you to say."
Viktor smiles and Cedric glares at him. Seeing Cedric's anger I smile at him as if to say 'I was just being polite.' Cedric understanding me smiles back.
"Thank you for that, Harry!" A loud, breathless yet excited voice says.
We all look to the door and I see Harry returning from his interview with Rita Skeeter. My twin looks angry. Rita smiles and points at me
"You!" She booms and then in a softer, kinder voice she says "Ready for your interview?"
I nod my head and follow her to a broom cupboard. We sit opposite each other on little wooden stools. Rita's notebook and green quill fly into the air beside her, she smiles at me again and we begin.
"So, Miss Opaleenia Yolanda-Yolanda Ingleberta Nervig Lily Potter?"
"Yes?" I say nervously
"You grew up in France with your adopted parents. Do you call them mum and dad or whatever the French call their parents? Or do you call them Marie Antionette and Victor Hugo?"
I am stunned at her forwardness going straight into my personal life. I debate whether to answer her question but I don't want to seem impolite so I say "Yes I usually call them mum and dad but sometimes I call them ma and pa."
Rita's face lights up "So you consider them to be your parents!"
"Yes. Thought I also consider my biological parents my mum and dad."
Rita gasps "Oh! Interesting. Now what do you think your birth parents would say about you and Harry being in this tournament? D'you think they'd be happy? Proud? Worried? Angry?"
"W-we-well Miss Skeeter, I really don't know. You probably know that they died before I was born, so I don't remember them unfortunately and I don't know what they would say."
Rita frowns and looks at me sympathetically "Oh, my poor dear! It's ok. I'm so sorry to have brought it up."
I smile at her "It's quite alright."
"Any hoo Opaleenia, I think this concludes our interview for today! Thank you so much!"
"You're welcome!"
The next morning I wake up and see an owl on my bed he has a copy of the Daily Prophet on his feet. I take the paper and find the page of my interview it reads:
Opaleenia Potter daughter of the famous Lily and James Potter and twin sister to the even more famous Harry Potter has (like her brother) been chosen to represent her school, Beauxbatons, in the legendary 'Tri-wizard Tournament!' After the hello's and how are you's are over I ask her what life is like for her in France with her adopted parents Marie Antionette Dubois and Victor Hugo Dubois.
"I simply adore them! They have done so much for me, treated me as though I was their own child!"
I smile. Nothing is nicer to see than a child's love of her parents. Next I ask her about her brother Harry.
"Well, I love him too! He's my brother and he's the only biological family I have left. We're very close and-"
My heart breaks as Miss Potter starts to cry. I offer her a handkerchief, she accepts graciously.
"Merci, Miss Skeeter," When she has calmed down she says "I am ready to continue."
I ask her if she ever thinks about her birth parents. Another little tear rolls down her cheek before she continues.
"Every day," she whispers "I wish I had known them. I cry about them sometimes. I'm so sad, devastated, that I didn't know them but I will always be thankful for the wonderful gift they gave me. Life."
Miss Potter certainly seems like a good contender for the Tri-wizard Tournament. Watch this space.
     What!? I didn't say any of that! I hate that Skeeter woman!
As I walk to the Great Hall an ugly pug-faced girl screams in delight as she sees me, her friends all turn round and start to laugh.
"Oi Potter!" She screams "Hey you! She-Potter!"
I look at her. She is waving a copy of the Daily Prophet. My heart sinks, they must have read the interview.
The girl laughs maniacally "Want a tissue, She-Potter? Oh look-look! Slytherins look! She-Potter is crying! Oh look haha!"
I wipe the tears away "Go away!" I shout back
"No we shall stay right here! Won't we Slytherins?" Her friends murmur in agreement.
"Pansy get away from her!" A voice shouts. It is Draco!
"Dwacie-poo!" Pansy runs to him her arms outstretched as if to hug "Oh Dwaco, I missed woo mwy love."
"Get off me!" Says Draco sternly as he throws her of, of him. "And leave Opaleenia alone."
Pansy giggles "Anything for woo Dwacie-poo."
Pansy walks away, her friends following close behind.
    I run into the first bathroom I find, it is empty thank goodness, I sit on the middle of the floor and cry. I hear the door open and a kind voice says "Opaleenia."
I turn around. It is Draco.
"Draco, this is the girls bathroom."
He sits down next to me "I know but I had to make sure you were alright, Oppie."
"I-I'm fine Draco, really. Thank you for caring and thank you for sticking up for me earlier on with that girl."
"Oh Pansy? You're welcome, she thinks she owns me and she's horrible to other people. I really don't like her."
Before I know what's happening Draco and I are kissing. I think I love him!
      Today has been a huge day. I am walking down to the Beauxbatons carriage when I hear Viktor Krum shout my name.
"Hi, Viktor!" I say cheerfully.
"Opaleenia, I theenk I love yoo!"
He kisses me on the lips and then he runs away. I am so confused! I have kissed Cedric, Draco and now Viktor they all like me and I like them too. On top of that I like Ron too! Why is life so difficult? I think I'll go to bed and think of everything properly in the morning.

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