They both landed flat on their backs. We all gathered round and I ran up to them to see if they were okay but I came to a holt and I burst out laughing. The twins sat up and they had managed to grow beards and their hair had turned grey and everyone started laughing whilst they started wrestling.
"Boys!" Professor McGonagall burst in. "Come with me please." She said. Me and Hermoine went with them.
We walked into her office to find lots of other people who had tried to use an ageing potion and had grown beards too.
I grabbed onto Fred's shoulder and went onto my top toes to reach his ear and he leant down to my level, "I told you it wouldn't work."
"This is all your fault," he whispered into mine and laughed. I pulled his beard and he instantly stopped laughing but I started.
"So," McGonagall walked over to us, "I must say, you too look rather dashing with your beards but would you like them off."
"Hell yes." George said as he sat down and started itching his face.
"Hmmm, I don't know." Fred said. "What do you say Y/N, does it make you want to marry me, your lady?" He said as he leaned down and looked at me.
"Hmmm," I observed it. "Off with it," I said and pushed his face away.
"You heard her." Fred said as he sat down.
Me and Hermoine started walking back to the hall and I saw Pansy watching her Slytherin friends enter somehow. Probably with the same spell she gave me. I looked at her and just nodded and she just smiled and looked away. I just grabbed Hermoine and pulled her out to go to her room.
We got to her common room and the room was dark. It felt like Slytherins. Me and Hermoine sat down by the fire and it was silent. Well it was until the twins walked it.
"Hello, love." Freddie said.
"Do you always have to be so loud?" I muttered.
"Don't be like that." George smiled as he sat down near us. "Fred shaved his beard of for you."
"Yep. All smooth." Fred said as he crouched down right in front of my face and stroked his face. I took a look at it and stroked his face aswell.
"Mmmmm. Stuble." I said as I pushed his face away and laughed. A few minutes later, Harry and Ron burst into the room.
"Come on. What are you doing." Ron shouted.
"Nothing?" We all stared at them.
"You need to get ready and we all need to go to the hall for the announcement of who's in the tournament." Harry said as him and Ron walked back out. Fred and George sat up straight away and I've never seen them run so fast.
We all arrived at the great hall and Everyone was eager to find out who will be one of the champions. I was sat back at the Slytherins table as I stared down Pansy, if I did happen to get chosen, this would all be her fault. She looked at me with a big smile on her face and then gave me a really dirty look so i looked away hoping that she would - but she didn't.
Dumbledore walked into the room and the whole room went silent as he began to talk. I was really scared. I didn't want to be chosen but I'd rather it be me than the twins.
We all turned our heads to the Goblet of Fire as it turned red. Dumbledore walked forward towards it and it spat out someone's name on a piece of paper. He slowly walked around the room with the paper in his hands.
"Cedric Diggory!" He yelled.
Everyone started chanting and yelling and cheering. Cedric will win. I can feel it. I looked over and saw all the Slytherins mad that they didn't get it. I was just thankful I didn't. But yet, the whole room went silent again as we turned our heads back towards the fire: it had turned red again. Dumbledore approached it rather scared this time. There wasn't supposed to be another one. He grabbed the piece of paper that shot out from it and opened it slowly and gasped.
"Y/N malfoy." He whispered and everyone turned their head to me. It felt like those dragons were back yet this time I couldn't get rid of then that easily. "Y/N Malfoy!" He shouted ten times louder. I got up from the Table and stared at Pansy. She had her mouth wide open and she looked a bit worried. I didn't want to look over towards the gryffindor table where Fred would be sat. I was scared, what would he think of me. Will he hate me? Everyone stared at me up and down as I walked to Dumbledore and he wasn't happy either.
I walked down the stairs to the room that Dumbledore had told us too and everyone stared at me there as well. I just stood there in silence but Dumbledore burst into the room.
"How did you place your name into the Goblet of Fire?" He said as he pushed me against the wall.
"I- I didnt." I lied. What else was I supposed to say?
"She's under aged. Is there any way we can get her out of it?" Snape said as he was stood by me.
"No, she has to go on." Dumbledore said as he let go of me and sent us all back to our common rooms. I was scared to go to Gryffindors room so i was on my way back to Slytherins and i turned the corner when i saw Fred, Hermoine, Ginny and everyone else stood outside my room. I stood there for a minute in silence as they all just stared at me and i didnt know what to do so i just ran away and back around the corner to Myrtles bathroom. What am i going to do?
I couldnt tell them why i entered because they would go after pansy for it and then she would tell Draco what i was doing, i guess i just have to hide from them forever and never speak to them again, never speak to Fred again.
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I woke up, lying down on the floor of the bathroom, i must've fallen asleep. Suddenly i heard someone enter the bathroom and i cluelessly ran into a cubical thinking that that would help me. I put my feet up onto the toilet so they couldnt see my feet and i saw someones shadow underneath the cubicle stood outside.
"You have some explaining to do."
"Please just leave me alone Hermoine."
"Explain yourself." she shouted at me as she was still stood outside the cubicle.
I opened the cubicle and stayed sitting on the toilet, "Pansy." I said and she gasped.
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