ripple effect

good luck

(y/n) walks to care of magical creatures, worried lines creasing her face.

You were planning on seeing Harry first thing this morning so he could explain how the fuck his name ended up in the Goblet. But Harry hadn't shown his face at breakfast. You were a little disappointed, knowing the shoe prank would have cheered him up a slightly.

(y/n) had started getting very worried when Ron said he "didn't give a rat's ass about where Harry was." Hermione was nowhere to be found and all your other friends were too hungover to be of any help. You regretted never going to sleep, you and Draco had stolen some Wideye potion from Snape's cabinet, but the potion made your mind feel foggy. On second thought, maybe that was just the hangover.

The fresh air doesn't help much at all, the wind makes you dizzy and your eyes can't seem to focus with all the light sweeping through your sunglasses. If it weren't for Harry, you would have done the same as Cedric and Nick, who both didn't bother to go to class today.

"Harry!" You croak, wincing at the pain growing in your head.

"(y/n)! Uh what's with the sunglasses?" Harry says, glancing up quickly at the cloudy sky.

"I think it's pretty self explanatory." You say, inching the glasses down to show him your bloodshot eyes.

"Harry, what happened with the Goblet." You say, your tone becoming more serious.

" I'm not sure, somebody must have put my name in somehow. Moody thinks somebody's trying to kill me again." Harry sighs running his hand through his hair. " And Ron's jealous, and half the bloody school hates me." He looks so exasperated, you wish you could just take all his worries off his shoulders. You missed the happy boyish glint in his eyes.You grab his face in your hands.

"Hey, I don't hate you." You say softly, which finally brings a small smile to his lips.

Draco's pov:

Draco's blood boils as he walks the grounds to Hagrid's hut, seing (y/n) and Potter's silhouettes. She's resting her head on Harry's shoulder and laughing at his stupid jokes. Draco knew that should be his shoulder. And to make matters worse she seems to only have eyes for that big Hufflepuff oaf. Finally (y/n) breaks free from Harry and joins the rest of the Slytherins. Draco motions for Crabbe and Goyle to shut up as he nears Potter.

"Ah, look, boys, it's the champion, got your autograph books? Better get a signature now, because I doubt he's going to be around much longer... . Half the Triwizard champions have died ... how long d'you reckon you're going to last, Potter? Ten minutes into the first task's my bet."

Before Draco could pull anymore insults from his brilliant mind, Hagrid arrived carrying huge crates filled with those disgusting skrewts. The giant man explains that students will be paired up to take the skrewts on a walk. Draco takes a leash attached to the grey slug like thing and joins (y/n)'s side.

Your pov:

"Be my partner?" A voice breaks you out of your thoughts.

"Of course." You answer, sounding even raspier than before.

"Bad hangover huh?" Draco says as the creature starts venturing off.

"Hmm" Is all you managed to say back, your head hurting from all the thinking you've been doing about the Goblet mystery.

Walking the skrewts was a disaster, everytime one of their ends exploded it would send the skrewt, and the poor student walking it, flying forward a couple feets. Lavender Brown was constantly screeching because apparently her skrewt was "trying to kill" her.