BUTTERFLIES; fred weasley x fem!reader

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR; four champions?

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PART TWO
Four Champions?

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" y/n's point of view "

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THE NEXT DAY was Saturday, October 31st.

On weekends most students would be sleeping in, but in the midst of the excitement from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students arriving, the Goblet of Fire and the fact it was Hallowe'en, quite a few students were awake bright and early.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Lewis and I were walking to the Entrance Hall to watch the Goblet of Fire. It was placed exactly where the sorting hat sits at the beginning of year feasts, and there was a thin gold line traced on the floor, making a circle around the Goblet.

"It's the age line, Lewis." I told the boy, noticing his confused glances.

"Anyone put their name in yet?" Ron asked a third year girl as we entered the Hall.

"All the Durmstrang lot," she replied. "But I haven't seen anyone from Hogwarts yet."

"Bet some of them put in last night after we went to bed," said Harry. "I would've done if it had been me...wouldn't have wanted everyone watching. What if the Goblet just gobbed you right back out again?"

"Are you going to enter?" Hermione asked me.

"No way!" I sighed. "Dad and Remus would kill me if something bad happened to me."

Someone laughed behind us. Turning, we saw Fred, George and Lee hurrying down the staircase, all three of them looking extremely excited.

"Done it," Fred said, rather triumphantly. "Just taken it."

"What?" Ron asked and I sighed.

"The Ageing Potion, dungbrains." said Fred.

"One drop each," said George, rubbing his hands together with glee. "We only need to be a few months older."

"We're going to split the thousand Galleons between the three of us if one of us wins." said Lee, grinning broadly.

"I'm not sure this is going to wor-" Hermione stated before I interrupted her.

"Save it, Hermione. I've already tried to tell them." I glared at the twins who gleefully ran up to the Goblet. Fred quickly pecked me on the cheek before turning to George and Lee.

"Ready?" He said to them, quivering with excitement. "C'mon, then—I'll go first—"

I looked over to Harry, Ron and Lewis, who were all watching, fascinated, as Fred pulled a small slip of parchment out of his pocket, bearing the words, 'Fred Weasley—Hogwarts'.

Fred walked right up to the edge of the line, and stood there, rocking on his toes like a diver preparing for a fifty-foot drop. Then, with the eyes of every person in the Entrance Hall upon him, he took a great breath and stepped over the line.

I drew in a sharp breath. For a split second, I had thought it had worked—George certainly did, for he ran over the line to join his twin with a yell of triumph. Fred stuck his tongue out at me and grinned at George—but next moment, there was a loud sizzling sound and both twins were hurled out of the golden circle as though they had been thrown by an invisible shot-putter.