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I stood outside Dumbldore's office and nervously clamped onto my mother's necklace Sirius had gifted me. The two of them had got them for their birthday one year in school from James and my dad, now I wore my mothers and Sirius still wore his. The large Gargoyle statue slid open and out walked the champions, a few teachers and the mentors. I saw Harry pause and wait for everyone to walk away before he began to walk back to the common room. "Harry." I called out as I tried to catch up to him. "Harry!" I called again but the boy didn't stop. "Harry, I've been calling you." I said as I reached out making him stop. "Go away Ophelia."

I frowned at his harshness. "No. I want to know what Dumbldore said." I told him. "He said I still have to compete in this bloody tournament even though I didn't enter in the first place but I'm sure you don't believe me like everyone else." I shook my head, brushing off his anger as fear. "Don't be dense, I believe you. I saw how you reacted when your name was called." Harry's eyes softened behind his glasses as he looked down at me. "You do?" He asked softly. "Of course I do." I answered. Harry suddenly wrapped his arms tightly around me, I stood still completely surprised for a moment before hugging him back.

"Come on, we shout get back." I said as we broke apart. Harry nodded in agreement and the two of us walked back to the common room with him explaining everything Dumbledore told him so far and us agreeing that he needed to tell Sirius. As the two of us approached the portrait hole we found the Fat Lady talking to another woman from one of the many paintings. "Well, well, well." The Fat Lady began with a grin of interest. "Violet's just told me everything. Who's just been chosen as school champion, then?" I shook my head at the two women. "Balderdash." I repeated the password. "It most certainly isn't!" Violet argued indignantly.

"No, no, Vi, it's the password." The Fat Lady soothed before opening up letting us enter only to be hit with the sound of loud music and multiple cheering Gryffindors. "You should've told us you'd entered." Fred bellowed with a look of both interest and annoyance. "How did you do it without getting a beard? Brilliant!" George cheered with a wide grin. Harry shook his head. "I didn't. I don't know how.." Angelina, one of the other chasers for the Quidditch team and one of the twins's friends swooped in. "Oh if it couldn't be me, at least it's a Gryffindor-"

Multiple people began to surround Harry and shout at him ignoring his want to just go to bed. Without anyone seeing I used my powers to move people away from Harry letting him get up the stairs towards the boy's dorms. Harry looked down at me and smiled when I winked before going up the stairs to my own dorm.

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The next day, Sunday morning Hermione, Ron and I went down to breakfast. Ron had said Harry was still asleep which was not surprising due to how early we were. The three of us ate in most peace, Ron was fuming and continued to rant about Harry being a liar and a cheat. I rolled my eyes at the ginger and abruptly stood up from my seat. "Maybe if you took the chance to actually listen to your so called best friend Ronald you would know he's telling the truth." I grabbed a Blueberry muffin and a few strips of bacon and wrapped it up in a napkin. "Where are you going?" Hermione asked as she glanced at Ron's now reddened face from my outburst.

"To see Harry." I answered shortly before walking off to the common room. Just as the door opened Harry had stepped out facing me with slightly wide eyes. "Morning" I said and held up the napkin revealing a muffin and bacon to him. "I brought you this...care for a walk?" Harry nodded with a soft smile. "Yeah I'd like that." The two of us walked down the stairs, through the main hall and down the lawn towards the Black Lake where the Durmstrang boat was docked. "Did you see Ron?" Harry asked as we sat down on the grass. I nodded hesitantly answering. "Yes...Hermione and I went with him to breakfast...the entire time he kept complaining about you...and I had enough."

Harry smiled slightly and continued to eat the bacon. "He still thinks I entered?" I shrugged my left shoulder and nibbled on the piece of the muffin he gave me. "After all my berating I don't think so.." I trailed off nervously but Harry caught on. "Don't think so?"

"He's jealous Har.."

"Jealous of what?" He asked incredulously. "Jealous of being seen as a prat and a cheater? Oh what a lovely thing to be seen as." I shook my head at him calmly. "It's not like that...think of it this way. Everyone knows who you are and when they hear of Ron they only think of him as your best friend...not Ron. he's jealous of all the attention you get." Harry scoffed furiously. "I don't want all the attention!" I turned towards him more and looked at him patiently. "I know that, and deep down he does too."

"Tell him we can swap anytime." Harry said bitterly. I shook my head. "You can tell him yourself. That's the only way to sort this." Harry shook his head. "I'm not running around after him trying to make him grow up!" Scoffing to himself he muttered. "Maybe he'll believe I'm not enjoying myself once I break my neck or-'' I shook my head furiously causing my curls to shake as I looked down at my hands. "Don't say that. That's not funny." Brushing it off I looked up at him seriously. "When we get back to the castle there's something you need to do immediately."

"Yeah, give Ron a kick up the-" I gave him an unhappy look and cut him off. "You need to write to my Uncle Sirius. I haven't written my dad yet this week so he doesn't know, meaning neither does Sirius." Harry shook his head. "He said I shouldn't use Hedwig again."

"Use one of the school's owls or ask-" Harry cut me off. "I am not asking Ron for anything." I held a hand up in mock defense of his immediate argument. "School owl it is."

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I'm not going to give away the plan I have for the ball just yet or who Ophelia will be going with but I will say it is not Cedric. As much as I love him, Ophelia and Cedric have a purely platonic friendship. She's known him since her first year and slowly they have started to talk move each year since but aren't extremely close.
Ophelia is closer with Neville and the Weasleys when it comes to other wizarding family's.
By my lovelies,
- A