𝘼𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

9

I was scared. Scared for Harry James Potter. He was the one in danger in all of this. Not me. So why was there this giant pit in my stomach? Why was I feeling this fear inside of me? This was supposed to be no attachment mission/ quest of mine. And I thought I was ruining it. Ruining my perfect plan to get people to change their view on  the Slytherin House. My House.

But now. I had bigger things to worry about. Like the guy I have fal- befriended for and how he will be surviving this. And that was currently what I was doing while me, Rosalie, Hermione, and Ron were walking towards the stands. I didn't plan to meet up with Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. It sort of  just happened. I couldn't explain it. I looked over at the tents where the champions would be.

There were chatter all throughout the stands, but all I could hear was the pounding of my heart in my throat. Was this fear? Fear for my friend? Or was this a greater, deeper fear than I myself knew? "[Y/N]." I heard Hermione's voice bring me out of my panicking. "[Y/N], do you want to go down there to see Harry? He's probably as worried about the task as you are for him."

"Me? Why can't one of you go down there?" I asked her.

"Ron and him still aren't on speaking terms, and I would, but I think the both of you need this. Just go down there, settle both of your nerves, and wish him good luck. From the two of us too, please." she explained.

I looked at Rosalie. She didn't seem to be paying much mind and was striking up conversation with a blonde third-year female. I turned back to Hermione and nodded my head. I exited the stands running into Fred and George Weasley (that were trying to sell their Skeaving Snackboxes or whatever it is called). I walked towards the tents and found a loose entrance.

Hopefully it would be Harry on the other side and I wouldn't be explaining why I was here to ministry officials, three headmasters, and several other people that might be there.

"Psst! Psst, Harry!" I said.

"Who is this?" is that Cedric Diggory?

"Cedric, is that you?" I asked him.

"Yeah, who is this?"

"Can you get Harry for me? And be discreet about it." I told him.

Cedric may not have cared that he had no idea who I was because Harry appeared on the other side about a couple moments (or minutes) later. "[Y/N], what are you doing here?"

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

"A tad bit nervous, but I'll manage." he replied.

"The key is to concentrate. Hermione said you were practicing the summoning charm, yeah? Concentrate on that. And the only thing you have to worry about is-."

"Fighting a dragon." he finished for me.

I jumped from the other side of the tent and swallowed the raven haired boy in a hug. And the next thing I know is there is a bright piercing light and the both of us turned to see the beetle in all her glory. Rita Skeeter.

"Young Love. How... stirring." Rita said and her quick-quotes quill wrote that down on her notepad.

I saw Harry stiffen up at her entrance (and even more so after she spoke). Oh right. She wrote a very misinformed article about him after the Weighing of the Wands. I wrapped my arm around his hugging it into me. That may have been a bad thing to do (as she took another picture of the two of us). How old is that camera her photographer is carrying?