Your POV
I need the weapon now. I won't stand for-...she's listening.
I shot up from my sleep panting and holding my chest as a burning pain ached throughout it.
I flinched when I realised my friends were standing around my bed.
"Guys don't scare me like that, what's going on?"
"Scare you? You were freaking us out" Hermione said. I got out of bed and stood up trying to ignore my light headedness.
"How so?"
"You were having a nightmare but, it looked like you were in pain" Ginny said. I put my hand on my chest using my healing to soothe the pain.
"Y-You are hurt" Neville sounded really concerned. I tapped on the table.
"It's that same voice, I keep hearing that voice. He sounds weak but he really wants something" I explained.
"What does he want?" Harry asked.
"I don't know he just said a weapon" I sighed and walked over to the window, it was still dark outside.
"That death eater called you a weapon" Ron stated. I shook my head.
"He wasn't talking about me, I'm no weapon" I didn't look away from the window.
"Well you are the only one with powers" He replied.
"Being this weapon would imply I was made for something. But why me, why would I be of importance to anyone" I let that slip accidentally.
"Just forget I said that. I'm sure I'll figure out what's going on" I sighed.
Neville's POV
You're important to me.
I left the girls dormitory with Harry and Ron.
"Do you think it's You-know-who that she's hearing?" Ron asked.
"I don't know who she's hearing, but I know one thing. None of us want her to join Voldemort" Harry yawned as we went back to bed.
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I sat next to Y/n while we waited for the rest of the students from Hogwarts pile into the Great Hall all interested to see who the Triwizard Champions are.
"The Beauxbatons Champion is Fleur Delacour" Dumbledore announces and the students applaud as she walked from her seat.
"She's hot, isn't she Neville" Seamus said nudging my arm. I didn't want to say anything to give Y/n the wrong idea but I agreed with Seamus before actually processing it in my head. I heard Y/n mumble something but I didn't catch what it was.
"The Durmstrang Champion is Viktor Krum" Dumbledore said. It was obvious that he would be the Champion for his school. I watched all the girls make googly eyes at him but Y/n was the only one that didn't look lovestruck by his masculinity, something I lacked.
"The Hogwarts Champion is Cedric Diggory" everyone cheered and Cedric joined the rest of the Champions. We thought it was all done before the Goblet shot out another name.
"Harry Potter" Dumbledore said and Harry sat down trying to hide but Dumbledore roared calling him again. Hermione pushed him and he walked up taking the piece of paper from our headmaster. One last name came out of the cup.
"Y/f/n Y/l/n" She looked shocked.
"Anyone but me please, I just want to blend in" I heard her whisper to herself. Soon she was forced to go and join the rest of the Champions. To say students were angry at Harry and Y/n was an understatement.
Your POV
I stood next to Harry waiting for this whole thing to end. Soon we were all standing in Dumbledore's office waiting to see what was going to happen. Dumbledore yelled making me flinch. Harry took my hand in his to comfort me.
"Did either of you put your name in the Goblet of fire?"
"No sir" We both answered.
"Did you asks one of the older students to put it in for you?" He asked again.
"No sir" Harry squeezed my hand gently. The teachers started arguing before they came to the decision that Harry and I had to compete in the tournament.
Harry and I made our way back to the common room.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked.
"TheTournament-" I started
"Not about the tournament, about back in Dumbledore's office. Are you-" I knew where he was going with this.
"What, am I going to flinch every time a man yells or raises a hand at me. After living with my parents my whole life, I don't think I'll be able to control my reactions to those things. I know I'm far from normal, okay. I mean when I'm around Neville I feel safe, he's so kind and caring. But even if I knew I was safe I think I still wouldn't be able to stop myself from feeling some type of fear." I explained. Harry nodded.
"We'll talk about the Tournament tomorrow, okay" Harry said and started to leave for bed. I sat near the fire.
"Aren't you going to bed?" He asked. I just shook me head.
"I'm going to stay here for a bit" I said and he nodded walking up stairs.
Harry's POV
I felt bad bringing up that she was scared. Soon as I walked into my dorm I saw Neville nervously fiddling with his hands. He looked up.
"Harry, what's happening? How did you both put your names in the cup?" He questioned.
"We didn't put our names in and we both still have to compete." I revealed.
"But who put your names in?" Neville asked.
"We don't know" I said. After that Ron and I had a fight about the cup. I huffed taking my glasses off and going to sleep.
I woke up the next morning to loud laughter in the common room. Neville looked at me confused as we went down to see what was happening. We found Y/n, she must have fallen asleep in the coomon room. There was a bunch of Gryffindor's around her. She had ink on her face that read out 'mudblood freak' and 'muggle'.
She didn't look angry, she just walked off.
"Freak...you'd be nothing without those powers" Someone yelled.
We went after her to make sure she was okay. When we went into the girls lavatory we slowly walked up to her. She traced her fingers over the ink looking in the mirror before trying to scrub it off.
"Are you okay, Y/n?" Neville spoke to her first. She didn't look at us.
"I'm great" She faked a smile.
"Don't shut us out, please." Neville frowned.
"I'm not, so what they wrote something on my face. Big deal it can come off. It's sweet you are looking after me but I don't always need help. I'm not helpless" She rubbed the rest of the ink off. We just nodded and let her be. Neville looked sad.
"She'll be okay Neville, I think she just wants to prove there is some things she can handle herself" I explained.
"How do you know that?" He didn't sound convinced.
"Something happened last night and I think she just wants to prove not everything worries her." I explained some of what happened last night. He nodded but still looked worried about her, I wasn't going to stop him from that though I mean he did care about her a lot so it was to be expected.