Harry! How could you do such a thing?!
The room was tense after the names had been drawn from the goblet. Many students stared at the young Boy Who Lived in either awe or anger. He had somehow bypassed the charms meant to keep younger wizards and witches out of this. Harry hardly noticed. He was too busy trying to think of who or what caused another bout of trouble for him this year.
Suddenly, the quiet was shattered by the sound of Hermione’s voice. “Harry! How could you do such a thing?” The bushy brunette demanded, outraged at his supposed disregard for the rules.
“I didn’t!” He fired back. “I had nothing to do with this!”
Hermione’s eyes were hard and untrusting. It was a stark contrast to the usual understanding he had seen from her. She leaned in with a glare. “Don’t you try to lie to me. I’ve put up with three years of your blatant disrespect for the rules of this school. This tournament is meant for wizards that are OF AGE! How could you possibly do such a thing? I hope you’re expelled for-!”
“Hermione! Back off!” Ron snapped, the redhead’s arms crossed over his chest. “Harry said he didn’t do it! If he says he didn’t, then I believe him.”
“Well of course you believe him! This is another chance for the oh so mighty Boy Who Lived to claim glory and showcase how unimportant the rules of society and this school are when it comes to him!” The brunette accused with a sharp scowl and a finger jabbed into the freckled boy’s chest.
The red haired teen frowned. “Really, ‘Mione? You think that’s what this is? Cause if you ask me, it sounds like the perfect way for someone to get rid of him. Throw him into the viper’s nest and watch him be torn to shreds. It’s not like we’ve ever had someone try to do something bad to poor Harry. No. Perish the thought.” His tone dripped with enough sarcasm to make even Snape blush.
“I don’t have to take this from you idiots! I bet you’re in on it Ron! I’d be willing to bed you put your name in too and it’s just coincidence that Harry’s came out instead of yours. You two are always up to no good and I am sick to death of being a party to it!” With that, she stormed off and slammed the door behind her.