𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲

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𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 | 𝗣𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀

𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 | 𝗣𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀

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"-it is also my painful duty to inform you that the inter-house Quidditch Cup will not take place this year." Azalea's eyes shot up from her book as the words left Dumbledore's mouth.

"What?" Harry gasped, and turned his gaze away from Azalea and looked around at Fred and George, his fellow members of the Quidditch team. They were mouthing soundlessly at Dumbledore, apparently too appalled to speak.

Dumbledore went on. "This is due to an event that will be starting in October, and continuing throughout the school year, taking up much of the teachers time and energy ─ but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year at Hogwarts ─" Azalea didn't even bother to listen to whatever the hell he was saying, then it hit her, it apparently hit Rowen and Cho too.

Cho sent her a grin, while Rowen grabbed her arm shaking her lightly. "Are you a seer or something? Can you see my future? Who do I end up marrying?" Rowen asked, Azalea just rolled her eyes.

"No, I'm not a seer, just a lucky guess." She shrugged, and looked around the hall, seeing her fellow team makes looking appalled, some suprised ─ then she locked eyes with Harry who sent her a cheeky grin and a wink, she sent him a strained smile and looked away from him.


"What do you think about this tournament?" Cho asked the redhead girl next to her, she shrugged. She really didn't know how to feel about it. She thought it was dangerous, but there's an certain age limit, which was some what okay? Maybe?

What she really didn't understand was why you needed your guardians permission to go to a village with little shops, but can enter a tournament, where you could possibly end up dying and not need permission to.

'Stupid Dumbledore' she thought

"I think it's exciting that we get to meet students from other schools, and possibly make new friends, but it seems dangerous. Don't you think?" She asked, and took the seat next to the Ravenclaw girl in charms.

"Yeah, but I don't think Dumbledore would let that happen, it would look bad on his account." She remarked and brushed back her black hair behind her shoulders.

"Dumbledore's stupid." She mumbled, making Cho giggle at her remark, and shake her head.

Cho knew Azalea hated Dumbledore with a burning passion, and would bash him every chance she got, such as calling him names and making fun of his ─ as Azalea likes to say ─ stupid beard. Her remarks always seemed to make Cho's day.


"-a new seating arrangement." Azalea's ears perked up and looked at the Greasy haired potions teacher. Her and Rowen made eye contact, she liked her seat next to Rowen, and she had no other friends in her potions class.

Harry on the other hand smirked, he had a good feeling about this new seating arrangement, or had some hope at least. He just hoped he didn't get sat next to Romalda, or any of the boy-crazy girls. He shuddered.

"These will be your new seats for the rest of the year," he drawled out, unraveling the scroll of parchment. He cleared his voice, "when I call your name, you shall go sit with your assigned partner."

"Adam's and Weasley," Rowen got up and made her way to the seat, next to Ron's, "Granger, Abbott. Thomas and Finnigan (DEAMUS❤)." and the list went on, Azalea didn't even notice her name hasn't been called, she was to busy daydreaming.

"-Evnes and Potter." Snape spat, Azalea lifted her head up from the desk and her eyes followed Harry as he made his ways towards her.

He basically strutted over to her, a smirk on his face, Rowen looked ready to laugh at any given moment, and Romalda looked like crying.

"Hello love." He grinned as he sat down, she groaned and slammed her head on the table, well tried to. Harry placed his hand under her forehead before she could.

"Fuck my life." She groaned.

Class ended rather slow today, probably because Azalea had to sit next to Harry, who wouldn't keep his mouth shut. She wondered if he ever stopped talking, she wouldn't be surprised if he talked in his sleep.

It was all he did.

"Evens wait up!" Harry yelled as he ran after her. She rolled her eyes and kept walking, hoping to lose him in the small crowd around her. Unfortunately, that didn't happen.

He still caught up to her, which was rather easy considering he was taller than her by two, three inches at the most, making it easy to catch up to her.

"So I was wondering-"


"But you didn't let me finish!" He whined and stood in front of her, stopping her in her path. "As I was saying, wanna go out with me?" He asked, his eyes filled with hope. It almost made her feel bad for the boy.

Keyword 'almost'.

"No." She answered, and walked around her. He shrugged and walked the opposite way.

'Next time' he thought to himself, a smile still worn on his face, that many girls ─ and boys ─ loved to see, but he only had eyes for Azalea.


𝖶𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍- 968

𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅/𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾, 𝖨'𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌.

𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗉𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨'𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍.

𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅.

𝖠𝗅𝗌𝗈, 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌?
𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌,

𝖤𝖽𝗂𝗍: 𝗍𝗁𝖺 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 136 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗅o𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗅𝗅


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