A/N We're gonna pretend MoldyVoldy didn't have a nose in the first movie, cause why not? Makes it a bit more funny.
We were still in that bloody room. It's been about an hour. Of sitting here as the old folk talked about their next step. I don't even think they've noticed i'm here. But i'm all right with that.
I look over at Potter. He's still whining like a baby. God when Amely scolded him for acting like a five year old that was the best moment of my life.
I look over to the adults again before I feel something on my shoulder. I whip my head around to yell at Potter before I see the other Potter. With her head on my shoulder no doubt. She snores lightly. It's cute.
"Do you-Do you think she really meant that? That I act like a five year old that is?" Harry whimpers from the other side of the couch.
"Shut up Harry. You've putting up with shit for years. This should not surprise you. And yes I meant it" I hear from below my head.
"You were awake?" Diggory asks from the chairs a few feet away.
"No. I was dozing, which is like resting. And the talking woke me" she says with a yawn as she lifts her head off my shoulder.
"Actually besides a few run ins with you-know-who, my years have been mostly calm" Harry responds with a shrug. "Oh and besides your boyfriend tormenting me around every corner" he retorts.
"And i'm out. See ya tomorrow Shortstocks" I say to Amely as I lift myself off the couch.
"ENOUGH WITH THE NICKNAMES!" I hear after me. I laugh as leave and head back to the dorms.
"So how's the traitor?" Parkinson asks from the common room. The rest of our group is there drinking a bit of gin.
"She's not a traitor. She didn't enter. I blame Potter he probably did something. The boy Potter" I clarify.
"Whatever" Parkinson huffs.
"Want a swig Malfoy?" Greengrass asks as she holds up the bottle. I just head upstairs.
After a few hours I decide to walk around the corridors. I'm a prefect now so I won't get in trouble. Not like it'd matter anyway. I'd just have my father bail me out.
Amely
Draco stands up and walks to the door. It takes me a hot minute to realize i'm Shortstocks.
"ENOUGH WITH THE NICKNAMES!" I squeal angrily after him.
"For one he's not my boyfriend. We aren't even friends. Just in the same friend group. And who's you-know-who?" I ask. I'm really tired of not knowing anything and missing crucial things in this world. Seriously my old life was much easier to comprehend.
"No one of importance" Harry replies urgently.
"Harry fucking Potter. Spill" I threaten.
"It's a long story! I'll tell you another time!" he insists. I glare at him. "Fine" he finally gives in...
One hour later.
"Damn" I say once he's finished. "So...he's never had a nose?" I ask.
"Out of that entire story that's what you got out of it?" Cedric asks.
"I mean yeah" I say sheepishly.
"Yes Amely. He didn't have a nose apparently" Fleur sighs.
"Contestants. It seems we will have two more candidates" Double Door sighs finally ending the adult conversation.
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His Savior
FantasyAmely is a secret twin of Harry Potter. She's been living in America since the accident. And only two people knew, and that would be Albus and Hagrid. Everyone knows Draco. The bad boy, Harry's number two enemy, Slytherins own heartbreaker. But who...
