Draco's POV
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I watched with a smirk as Potter looked like he was having a battle with himself. What does the Golden Boy even have to worry about?

"The Durmstrang champion... Viktor Krum!" Dumbledore yelled. Cheering erupted the hall and all I could think about was how kinda cute he was.

No. Stop it gay thoughts.

"The Beauxbaton Champion... Fleur Delacour!" Dumbledore announced, getting more cheers as she did a little curtsy.

"And the Hogwarts champion is...Cedric Diggory!"

More cheering rang through the Great Hall, but all I could notice was Potter not doing anything. He was just staring into his plate.

The goblet suddenly flashed, then spit out another name. I watched with wide eyes as Dumbledore opened the paper, reading it out loud.

"Harry potter...?"

A collection of gasps rang through the room as we all looked over at potter. He snapped his head up at his name, looking around confused. He sank back in his seat at all of the stares he was getting.

Mudblood had to whisper in his ear, telling him what happened. His eyes widened as he panicked. "But I didn't enter!" He told her.

Mudblood pinched his side and motioned for him to go up. Potter got up shakily and stumbled his way over, getting a few snickers. He gulped and took the paper, then returned to his seat with everyone in the room yelling at him. Even weaselbee was scowling at him.

But I kept a straight face as I examined him. He looked...out is character. He was pale and shaking, clutching his stomach obviously terrified. His eyes were red and he had tears in the corners of his eyes, threatening to escape and fall down his face

I knew, I just knew, he wasn't lying when said he didn't enter.

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Here you go Clevermess