Doomsdays here. The Triwizard Tournament has made its way to Hogwarts, and guess who puts their name in the goblet? - Cedric. The guy you’ve been eyeing for the past year. Oh and you’re not alone on that note. Cho Chang has also started liking him, and it’s Obvious.
You and Ron. The past few weeks have been tense, and something feels different this summer at the Burrow. Your childhood friendship with the Weasley family is strained, and you can’t quite figure out why.
You own the most popular gossip account in school. Every morning, it’s the same ritual. Get up, film a get ready with me, gossip, attend class. Oh and you’re popular. Everyone knows you, and everyone wants to be on your good side.
During the day, Draco Malfoy hates you. His girlfriend Astoria despises you and will insult you any time she gets the chance, however, during the night, when Draco’s drunk - which he usually is - he always comes crawling back. Your best friends, Daphne and Pansy have been trying to help you for months, but you refuse to listen.
You’re the daughter of the most feared professor at Hogwarts ; Snape. All your life he’s been overprotective of you, but your fourth year, he finally agrees to let you attend Hogwarts. On the train, there is only one empty compartment. You sit down, but suddenly , someone else enters.
You and Harry. The past few weeks have been tense, and something feels different this summer at the Burrow. Your childhood friendship with the Weasley family is strained, and you can’t quite figure out why.
Draco is together with Astoria, but you needed a tutor, and he was the perfect match. Now; you meet him every night. Astoria texts you now and then, angry and jealous, but it’s clear where he wants to be more
You and Adrian Pucey have been in an online relationship for the past three years , however you’ve never met. You’re both in your fifth year at Hogwarts now, the problem? - neither of you know that it’s really you.
The roar of the crowd fades as Y/N flies, steady until a chill crawls up her spine and she knows she’s being watched. She turns and finds Mattheo Riddle already looking at her, his gaze fixed and unrelenting like the match means nothing. Her grip tightens, her focus slips, because there’s something in his eyes, something dark and knowing, and no matter how fast she flies, she can’t escape it.