Love you like a love song (George Weasly) ON HOLD

Chapter 44: The Five Contestants.

She could feel every single eye on her, she could hear every whisper, she could even feel the hate against her. Dumbledore gave her a look, a look saying 'It can not be', while the other teacher gave hr looks of sympathy and pity. Magdalena went down to the room, where everyone else was, preparing for the worst.. As she walked down, calmly, down the stairs, she heard some faint voices. As she came in, all 4 heads turned, Fleur Delacour looked at her "Do they want us to come up?" She asked with her french accent. Magdalena shook her head, Cedric then came up to her "Well why-" But he never got the chance to ask the question, Dumbledore with all of the professors came down shouting, and went for Harry at first. 

Dumbledore took a steady grip on Harry, "Harry did you put your name in the goblet?" Where as Harry answered "No, sir" But Dumbledore asked again  "Did you ask any older studetn to it for you" "No sir" "Are you absolutely sure?" "Yes, sir" It went quiet for a minor second before he turned to Maggie, "And you?" She shook her black head "I am of age, but I never put my name in that life forsaking goblet" She told him with her strong voice. Madam Maxime then says "For gods they are  lying" While Moody saves them "The hell they are, the goblet of fire is an exceptionally powerful magical object, only a exceptionally powerful  confundus charm could have hoodwinked its magic way beyond the tons of a fourth year" Karkaroff came to Moody "You seem to given this  fair bit of thought, Mad eye" Where as he answered "There was once my job to think as dark wizards Karkaroff, Perhaps remember it" 

Madam Maxime pointed out Magdalena "What about her? She is of age, and powerful. She can for bloody sakes do things I can not do" Magdalena "I am of age, I could have put my name in there, I could have been here if it was my choice. But now, It is against my will." She said with her voice, ice cold. Dumbledore went on "It doesn't matter" He walked up behind Barty Crouch Jr "Leave this to you Barty" He said and Crouch said one of the worst thing ever "The rules are absolutely clear. The Goblet of Fire constitutes a binding magical contract" He turned to me and Harry "Mr. Potter and Miss. Black Has no choice, he and she is as of tonight  Triwizard champions" He declared and once again, she felt all the eyes on her and Harry. 

They returned to the common room, silently, no words coming out. They turned right and Magdalena could see Harry itching to ask her "Go on, ask me" She said stopping and he opened his mouth but never got the chance to speak "No, I did not enter. I don't want this, I have enough on my mind" She said and started to walk again "But you can at least win!" Harry exclaimed. She turned to him fast "Win this? The thing is Harry I don't want to win. I don't want to do this, but I have no choice. Faith is taking me on a really long and bumby road right now Harry. My powers and my knowledge is nothing I want to use for my own gain or advantage. So, am I clear?" Harry nodded and then looked at the painting to the Gryffindor common room and said the password. 

Meanwhile in the trophy room they continued to talk about the situation that had occurred. "This can't go on Albus. First the dark mark, then this?" Mcgonagall said "What do you suggest Minerva?" Dumbledore asked "Put an end to it. Don't let them compete" She said cleary not wanting the girl and boy to be in the tournament. "You heard Barty. The rules are clear" the old man stated but Minerva scoffed at that "Well, the devil with Barty and his rules. And since when do accommodate the ministry?" She asked rather upset. Then, Snape started to talk "Headmaster, I too, find it difficult to believe this mere coincidence" He said "However, if we are to truly discover the meaning of these events. Perhaps we should for the time being, let them unfold" He suggested and Mcgonagall turned "What? Do nothing? Offer them up as bait? Potters a boy and Black is merely a girl, not a piece of meat" She stated. Dumbledore then looks into his pevensie and said "I agree, with Severus. Alastor, keep an eye on them, will you?" He asked the defense against the dark arts professor "I can do that" He answered "But don't let them know, though. They must be anxious as it is. Knowing what lies ahead, then again, we all are" He said as he drew the memory out of his head to see it in third perspective. Mad eye looked at Dumbledore "What about Black? The other schools is starting to get uneasy. They have one contestant while Hogwarts has three. Miss. Black has, from what I understand, powerful magic" Dumbledore looked at him "You are right, we must be careful with Miss. Black, Severus" He said "I want you to give her lessons in control. She has advantage in the tournament, and not everybody is happy about it. But it's most important that she can control her powers, for her and our good"

As the young Black girl and the young Potter boy entered the common room they were meet by the whole house of Gryffindor. They were asked multiple times how they did it, and how Gryffindor has a chance at winning. But after the festivities that the Weasley twins ordered, all went up. All expect Maggie and George. They sat on the couch, quiet and still. George looked at her, properly this time "How did your name come out of the goblet?" He asked and she shrugged "I don't know" He scoffed "Come on, I'm your boyfriend" She looked at him with a frown "I'm telling you the truth" He looked at the fire "That's maybe why you at first didn't want me to enter so you could have a bigger shot at enter" Magdalena stood up "Are you bloody mad?" "No I'm not! You have these superior powers, and skills, you could easily spell the cup to get your name!" Magdalena stood now nose to nose with the boy "Well, I suppose trust isn't your strong side Weasley. And I am not capable of being with someone that doesn't trust me or doesn't support me" George looked at her serious "What are you saying?" "I'm saying that, I'm breaking up with you George Weasley" And with that she turned her heal towards her room, with tears flowing down her petite cheeks, leaving a heart broken ginger in the back.