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Do we see a love-triangle?

Do we see a love-triangle?

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A/n:Long chapter

HARRY'S POV

"It's really not that difficult, Harry," Hermione tried to reassure me as we left Flitwick's class - she had been making objects zoom across the room to her all lesson, as though she were some sort of weird magnet for board dusters, wastepaper baskets, and lunascopes. "You just weren't concentrating properly -"

"Wonder why that was,"I said darkly as Cedric Diggory walked past, surrounded by a large group of simpering girls, all of whom looked at me as though I was a particularly large Blast-Ended Skrewt. "Still - never mind, eh? Double Potions to look forward to this afternoon..."

Double Potions was always a horrible experience, but these days it was nothing short of torture. Being shut in a dungeon for an hour and a half with Snape and the Slytherins, all of whom seemed determined to punish me as much as possible for daring to become school champion, was about the most unpleasant thing I could imagine. At least Y/n is in this class and well most of the time even if she is a Slytherin

When me and Hermione arrived at Snape's dungeon after lunch, we found the Slytherins waiting outside, each and every one of them,expect Y/n and another girl next to her who looked disgusted by being close to them, wearing a large badge on the front of his or her robes. For one wild moment i thought they were S.P.E.W. badges - then I saw that they all bore the same message, in luminous red letters that burnt brightly in the dimly lit underground passage:

SUPPORT CEDRIC DIGGORY-

THE REAL HOGWARTS CHAMPION!

"Like them, Potter?" said Malfoy loudly as Harry approached. "And this isn't all they do - look!"

He pressed his badge into his chest, and the message upon it vanished, to be replaced by another one, which glowed green:

POTTER STINKS!

The Slytherins howled with laughter. Each of them pressed their badges too, until the message POTTER STINKS was shining brightly all around me. I felt the heat rise in his face and neck. I really want to use The Cruciatus Curse on them right now but I dont want to go to Azkaban

"Oh very funny," Hermione said sarcastically to Pansy Parkinson and her gang of Slytherin girls, who were laughing harder than anyone, "really witty."

Ron was standing against the wall with Dean and Seamus. He wasn't laughing, but he wasn't sticking up for Harry either.

"Want one, Granger?" said Malfoy, holding out a badge to Hermione. "I've got loads. But don't touch my hand, now. I've just washed it, you see; don't want a Mudblood sliming it up."

And that's when I lost it.

I reached for my wand. People all around us scrambled out of the way, backing down the corridor.

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