《love and snake bites》2/3
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞
The whole of the fourth year, including the people who came to Hogwarts for the tournament, sat and waited for Dumbledore to announce who will be competing. Tension ran high as the hall filled with murmurs of everybody chatting. Fred and George ran over to Y/n.
"Budge up Theo will you?" Fred said as he sat infront of her pushing Theo onto Draco. The blonde immediately glared up.
"You alright?" She asked Fred.
"Shitting it more like" George replied.
"You two are bonkers. What on earth were you thinking?"
"It'll be a laugh Bloodstone. Anyways, the Beauxbaton ladies will love us."
"Oh yeah, they're planning a wedding as we speak" She said sarcastically.
"See you after we get called" Fred said, and winked once again.
"Pair of twats!" She shouted as they walk away.
"I didn't know you knew them?" Draco said, leaning over the table. She waved her hand in the direction opposite telling him to sit. There was no way she'd let them argue again.
"They spoke to me the night the tournament was announced and I've spoke to them ever since. They're really funny actually" Y/n said letting out a little laugh. Draco looked away.
"But, they're just my friends. And that is it. You come first over anybody. Promise" She said holding his hand under the table to reassure him. He needed a lot of that. Promise was becoming their new little word.
"I just can't loose you" He whispered. She gave his hands a little squeeze and smiled at him.
"NOW IS THE MOMENT YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR. THE CHAMPION SELECTION!" Dumbledore shouted making everybody cheer and look to the blue fire at the front. It flashed pink as the first name is called out.
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"VICTOR KRUM!" He announced and everyone cheered again. Y/n shoots a look to Hermione, knowing she liked him, she looked back blushing.
"FLEUR DELACOUR!" Y/n panned her head to the twins, who both high fived eachother.
Dumbledore went on to say another name, but she wasn't paying attention for a while. She jumped out her skin when he shouted again.
"HARRY POTTER!" He roared, and he slowly walked up to the front. Nobody was expecting that name. The room suddenly went silent. Hermione shot Y/N an awfully worried look.
"He's a cheat!" Draco shouted. Y/n looked at Draco, and he soon sat down.
After the names were called, everybody was ordered to go back to their dormitories immediately. Whispers were circulating the room as they all made their way back, but y/n remained silent. Before she left, she told Hermione to not worry and she will visit her later. She had an awful feeling in the pit of her stomach about this.
*
A few days passed since the announcement night, and everybody was starting to dislike Harry. She saw Hermione in the courtyard and went over.
"Hey what's happening why does everybody now hate Harry?" Y/n asked.
"He didn't even have the decency to tell his best friends he put his name in! He deserves it" Ron snapped.
"Oh Ron quiet, please! I don't know Y/N I'm staying out. You do know Draco made these 'Potter stinks' badges?" Hermione exclaimed.
"I know. I'm getting a little tired of his behaviour. Anyway, see you later" She replied and walked off to her group, to see Malfoy sat in a tree.
"Draco will you still being so childish!" Y/N shouted. Draco ignored her as he sees Harry walking past.
"Why so tense Potter?" Draco said, making Harry saunter over.
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"My father and I have a bet you see. I don't think you'll last ten minutes in this tournament" He jumped down from the tree.
"He disagrees. He thinks you wont last five"
"I don't give a damn what your father thinks Malfoy!" Harry spat, pushing Draco making him even more wound up than before.
"He's vile and cruel and you're just pathetic" Draco gasped and pulled out his wand, when Professor Moody came over.
He casted a spell, turning Draco into a ferret. She couldn't help but snigger with Theo at the sight of it. Mcgonagall came rushing over.
"Is that a student?" She asked frantically.
"Technically it's a ferret!" Moody replied, and waved his wand around making Draco swing around.
Immediately, Mcgonagall turned Draco back into himself. He shot up from the ground furious.
"My father will hear about this!" He shouted and ran away. Y/m giggled to herself before walking away. Sometimes, she wished Malfoy would grow up.
Y/N hated the drama that was going on. She took herself to the library for the rest of the day and didn't bother speaking to Draco until he was much calmer.
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