There Must Be Some Mistake! Harry Potter!

Ch.32 Leave her alone

I have never seen people more insane about a boy than the girls with Viktor Krum. They follow him around everywhere. I feel sorry for him. I bet he loves it though. I was talking to Claus about him. "I don't really know him. He has his group of friends and I have mine" Claus says walking along corridors of the castle. He asked me to show him around. We've both got free periods. "I saw him play at the Quidditch World Cup. Do you play?" I ask my scarf bunched up around my Face. The weather has gotten colder recently. "No, never really bothered with it"

"What?A big guy like you. You'd be a brilliant beater." I say turning to face him. "Well what about you?" He asks smiling. Smiling back I say "I play chaser. Well I mean I did. I got kicked off the team". " Why?"he says looking down on me. Merlin why is he so tall? "Where do I start, well my brother hit me with a bludger and I fell from my broom, injured myself, I tried my best but I was kicked off the team" I say quickly all one breath.

"You have a brother?" Claus asks as if I had said I have two giraffes. "Finnick Kristopher Peverell, the terror of my life" I say. "Finnick's your brother?" Claus asks now even more shocked. "Sadly"I say walking around a corner. "But .... your a Gryffindor and...well he's a Slytherin" "I'm actually the first Gryffindor to be in my family. Ever"

While turning the corner I see some girls standing against the walls. One Ravenclaw and Two Hufflepuffs. As I walk past them with Claus I here the Ravenclaw whisper to one of the Hufflepuffs. "She's a fourth year no way would he go for her". I have to hold in my laughter. Seriously? I know Claus doesn't like me.

Later that day after Herbology I was sitting in the courtyard. Herbology was my last class. I was drawing the Durmstrang Coat of Arms. Its quite complicated and I don't really remember what it said But I got the majority of it.I saw it on Claus's cloak . Humming in my head all the time. " Well don't you look sad"A voice from behind me. Finnick. Along with Finnick speaking I could hear some sniggering. His group of friends. How lovely "What do you want?" I ask rolling my eyes. "Heard you were seen out with Claus Hansen." He says walking in front of me. "And?" "Well was Malfoy not enough. Did you have to go grab a Durmstrang guy while you were at it".

For god sake. If it wasn't for the fact that I'm going to try not to get detention this year I would have hit him. " First of all Claus is my friend. Second Shut up about what happened between me and Him" I say. Finnick's friends join him at his sides. Pathetic. "Why should I?"He says. " I'm sorry, who here knows about your mark."I say emphasizing the word mark. There is a look of pure anger on his face. He knocks the sketchbook out of my hand. Leaving the pages to soak up the rain water off the ground. "Hey,leave her alone" A voice says from across the courtyard. Justin.

My brother and his friends start to laugh. "Look at that. Justin Finch-Fletchly. A Hufflepuff" They say while laughing. They start to walk away still laughing. Justin walks over to me. "Thanks. I'm sorry about them" I say bending down to pick up my sketchbook. I turn it around to see that the drawings have been ruined. I sigh. "I thought you were blonde." "About that I'm part Veela so whenever I'm around them my hair changes blonde." I say to Justin. "Oh, because when I saw you at the top of the great hall I didn't think if was you" Justin says as we walk away from the courtyard

Tonight the goblet of fire is going to choose 3 champions. 3 people to represent their school in the tri wizard tournament. Hence the name. According to Justin everyone in Hufflepuff want Cedric Diggory to be the Hogwarts champion. Viktor Krum from Durmstrang. (Even though I secretly hope for Claus to be picked). And he told me that it Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons is probably the one that's making me go blonde halfways through the day. She's and her sister are both part Veela. 

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