𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲

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𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿 | 𝗔 '𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝗹' 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗽𝘁.2

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Days have passed and the tournament was only days away, which Dumbledore didn't fail to remind the students about.

Harry still had to sit next to Victoria, and in his words, it was a living hell. She wouldn't shut up, constantly touching his arm or hair, even though he told her not to. The worst part was, Azalea was sat way to far away from him, she was only sat two desks in front of him.

To sum it up, he hated it.

From her annoying, shrill giggles to her constantly flipping her hair around as if it was supposed to make him attractted to her, it didn't work. What was even worse, was her friend, who sat next to Dean, sat in front of them, so she was always purposely blocking his way of Azalea.

Azalea was the complete opposite, she enjoyed Sadie's company and Sadie enjoyed her's. They both chatted during class and often chatted outside of class too. They also seemed to have a lot in common.

While Azalea was always happy to be in Mcgonagall's class, Harry dreaded it every day, and hoped that Victoria wouldn't come into class today.

Luck was not on his side.

He groaned as he heard the shrill giggles of Victoria Grant, not even bothering to hide the annoyance on his face as she took her seat next to him.

"Hi Harry." She said twirling her hair around her finger, trying to be flirtatious, instead he got uncomfortable and moved away from her.

"Still not on first name basis Grant." He rolled his eyes, she scoffed in annoyance. She wanted him to pay attention to her, but his attention was on Azalea Evens who was talking to Sadie Marshall.

She started flipping her hair, running her hands through it, hoping to catch his attention. Instead it was still on Azalea who laughed at a joke Sadie made.

There was no way she was getting his attention. She just huffed, and crossed her arms.

Harry who had noticed Victoria stopped talking, mentally sighed in relief, thinking she finally gave up.

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"-now you will be working with your partner, which is the person next to you, and transform the book on your desk, into a flower." Mcgonagall instructed, making Harry groan and Victoria perk up.

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