My Chosen One

The Truth

Y/n wanted to walk up to Romilda and hit her in the face when the guy had left. she clenched her fists tightly by her side.

"that's it. fuck it" she said as she turned to walk up to Romilda but was stopped by Hermione, who grabbed Y/n's wrist and pulled her back.

"no Y/n, you can't! we need to catch her in the action. if she is giving Harry a love potion, she must be putting it in a Treacle Tart. you know Harry loves those and would literally eat as many that fits in his stomach" said Hermione.

"so what do you suggest we should do Hermione?" Y/n said annoyed. Y/n answered her own question.

"we have to follow her" Y/n said quietly following a few feet behind Romilda.

"wait Y/n!" Hermione whispered. "oh god" she said following quickly behind Y/n.

Romilda walked into the three broomsticks. Y/n and Hermione stayed outside waiting for her to come out. Romilda walked out of the three broomsticks with a box that was labeled Treacle Tart.

Y/n stared at her with hatred,"This little bi-"

"Y/n shh" Hermione interrupted her because Romilda had heard.

Romilda looked around suspiciously and then continued to head to Hogwarts. Almost getting close to Hogwarts, she opened the box, took out the love potion and poured it on top of the tarts. she then hurried up to the gryffindor common room.

"Y/n? Hermione?" said a voice nearby.

both of them jumped and turned to see Ron looking at them confused. "what are you guys doing?"

"we were erm" Hermione began.

"we were just heading to the dining hall to hang out for a little" said Y/n, giving Ron a quick smile.

"oh yes, we were just heading erm there" said Hermione awkwardly.

"oh okay. mind if i join you guys?" said Ron.

"i definitely don't mind" Hermione said smiling at him. "i mean yea sure you can come with us"

"okay you guys head there, i just need to go to the bathroom" Y/n said quickly and hurried up to the common room.

Romilda was just coming out of the common room when Y/n got there. Romilda scoffed and continued walking. Y/n used every strength in her body to stop herself from punching her in the face. she just rolled her eyes and knocked on Harry's dorm.

no one answered. Y/n opened the door slowly and realized there was no one in there, but she saw the box sitting at Harry's nightstand. she rushed over and opened the box. inside sat 2 little Treacle Tarts and on the side it had a note saying meet me in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom;)

Y/n closed the box and threw them in the common rooms garbage. without Hermione around, Y/n found this as the perfect opportunity to confront Romilda. she headed to the DADA's classroom with her wand in her hand prepared.  once she got there she saw Romilda looking out the window waiting for Harry. Y/n slipped into the classroom.

"Harry you finally made it-" Romilda said but once she realized Harry wasn't there she stopped.

"surprised?" Y/n said giving her a death stare.

"what the hell are you doing here?" Romilda said giving Y/n an annoyed look.

Y/n chuckled. "it's pathetic how you had to use a love potion to get with Harry"

"soon i won't have to give him a love potion. he'll come to me like every other boy does"

"you seriously think he'll come to you?" Y/n laughed.

"i mean, at least i am prettier and more popular than you are L/n (last name)"

"please" Y/n scoffed. "if you were so pretty than why did you have to use a love potion in the first place? don't you get it? he doesn't want you. i didn't use a stupid love potion yet he would still choose me over you"

this made Romilda angry she pulled out her wand,"STUPI-"

"EXPELLIARMUS"

Romilda's wand went flying across the room leaving her defenseless.

"ahh too slow Vane" Y/n said with a smirk. "potrificus totalus"

Romilda landed on a chair that was right behind her. she sat there, unable to move. Y/n walked up and looked down at her.

"you may be pretty and popular but at least i'm not stupid and desperate" Y/n pointed her wand at Romilda. "finite"

Romilda was now able to move.

"stay away from Harry" Y/n said finally and walked out the class.