Chapter Three: Not My Treasure
Y/N Y/L/N is chosen as one of the champions in the Triwizard Tournament with one of her best friends, Harry Potter. Along with the struggles of being one of the champions, she also has to navigate her feelings for her best friend, Hermione Granger. But, as far as Y/N knows, Hermione fancies Krum.
Includes: Angst, pining, swearing, wlw, bi!reader (mentions of flirting with men), smut, name-calling, Krum hating, fighting, physical violence, fighting, mentions of injuries, and flirting
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In the morning I’m woken up by the sun shining in through the blinds. I blinky softly as I sit up and look around. Hermione’s bed is empty and neatly made. She never leaves without waking me up. I stand up and rub my head softly as I groan. I look on my bedside table to see a container of the familiar liquid. I drink it as my headache instantly goes away ‘Thank you, Hermione,’ I think to myself. I change into a baggy powder blue sweater and black leggings before I pull my socks and trainers on and go downstairs.
“Look who’s finally joined us!” Ron announces as I sit beside him. Harry sits across the table next to Hermione.
“Piss off,” I grunt as I drink a bit of my pumpkin juice. I grab a chocolate croissant and take a bite into it.
“What crawled up your arse and died?” Harry asked.
“Ask Hermione,” I laugh bitterly.
“I did nothing wrong,” she protests.
“You lectured me because I was trying to shag a fit girl!” I exclaim.
“Right Y/N, wanna say that a bit louder? I don’t think Myrtle heard you,” Ron says as he nudges my arm.
“Tell her to stay out of my decisions,” I scoff.
“I’m just looking out for you!” Hermone argues.
“How is screaming at a girl I’m in the middle of hooking up with ‘looking out for me’?” I ask.
“You don’t know her! Maybe she’s a bad person!” she replies.
“Godric ‘Mione. Y/N was trying to shag her. Not marry her! No one bloody cares about the morality of the people they hook up with,” Ron laughs.
“Who was it?” Harry asks.
“Avery Hatch,” I smirk. Harry’s jaw drops and so does Ron’s.
“Hermione, you did not fuck up Y/N’s chances to sleep with Avery Hatch,” Ron says in shock.
“Yeah! Mates are supposed to help each other shag fit people! Not scare the fit people off!” Harry agrees.
“Right?” I yell as I throw my hands up. Ron shakes his head as he takes a bite of his sausage.
“Not cool, ‘Mione. Not cool,” Ron says. Hermione scoffs as she rolls her eyes.
“Avery isn’t even that fit,” she mumbles.
“Are we talking about the same person? Long brown hair, big blue eyes, big tits, and a nice arse?” Ron asks.
“I didn’t see much of her, Y/N was on top of her,” Hermione scoffs. Ron grins as he holds his fist up for a fist bump. I smirk as I return it. “You guys are repulsive.”
“Don’t worry ‘Mione. I still think you’re the prettiest girl in the world,” I wink. Hermione rolls her eyes as she flips me off. “Woah woah woah! No need to be so vulgar there, princess.”
“Piss off,” Hermione mumbles. I smile as I blow her a kiss.
“So, does that mean you’re done being mad at me?” I ask.
“As long as you’re done bringing random girls to our dorm,” Hermine replies.
“So if I introduce them to you first, it’s okay?” I joke. Hermione shoots me a look as I hold my hands up. “I’m joking, I’m taking the piss,” I say.
I sit in the library as my eyes scan over the piece of paper in front of me. ‘How can I listen to the message if it’s so loud,’ I think to myself. ‘What muffles sound? Walls, fabric, dirt, water. Water! How can I submerge myself and the egg. A sink isn’t going to work. And we don’t have tubs in the bathrooms. The Black Lake!’ I stand up and run to my dorm before I retrieve the golden egg and change into short shorts and a tank top. I look around before remembering everyone is at dinner. I quickly cast a protection spell on myself before I dive in with the egg in my grasp. I undo the top of the egg before the light shines from it brightly.
“Come seek us where our voices sound, we cannot sing above the ground. And while you're searching, ponder this; we've taken what you'll sorely miss, an hour long you'll have to look. And to recover what we took, but past an hour, the prospect's black. Too late, it's gone, it won't come back,” the eggs said quietly. I listen to it once more before I climb out and cast a drying spell. I run back to my dorm room as I shove the door open. I pull the chair out from my desk quickly as I take out parchment and a quill. I write what the egg says as I read over it.
“Come seek us where our voices sound, we cannot sing above the ground,” I read softly. “What the bloody hell does that mean? What can not sing above ground?” I say out loud. I pull out a book on Magical Creatures as I search for a creature that can’t live above ground. The only ones that we have access to at Hogwarts are Grindylows, Merpeople, and the giant squid. I jot those three species down as I read the next bit. “And while you're searching, ponder this; we've taken what you'll sorely miss, an hour long you'll have to look.” ‘An hour? How am I supposed to stay under for an hour!’ I think. ‘What are they possibly taking that I’d miss that much?’ I make a note to look at spells and jinxes that allow me to breath underwater.
“And to recover what we took, but past an hour, the prospect's black. Too late, it's gone, it won't come back,” I read to myself. ‘So, if I don’t find my thing, I’ll never get it back?’ My eyes widen as I make another note. “Bloody hell.” I hit my head off the desk in frustration before reading over the riddle again. “The only body of water big enough is the Black Lake. I could be faced with Merpeople, Grindylows, or the Giant Squid. The Giant Squid will be the least of my worries. Bloody Grindylows.” I roll my eyes.
“Whatever is under there. I have an hour to retrieve it, or it's gone forever.” I groan as I toss my quill down before I lean my head in my hands. I hear my door get pushed open, I don’t bother to look up.
“You alright?” Hermione’s voice asks.
“M’fine ‘Mione,” I grunt. She walks over to me as she sets her hand on my shoulder.
“What’s got you stressed?” She says as she rubs my back.
“This bloody riddle! It says something special is going to get taken from me. What the bloody hell is going to be taken that’s so important I need to dive into the bloody Black Lake,” I say angrily as I look at the egg. Hermione sighs as she leans into me.
“You’ll get it, you’re brilliant,” she smiles. I roll my eyes with a smile as I wrap my arm around her waist.
“What would I do without you?” I hum.
“Die, fail all your courses, be so incredibly lonely,” Hermione smiles. I tug her into my lap as she squeals. I bury my face into her neck as she giggles. “Y/N!” She whines.
“You’re warm,” I say against her skin. I dug my fingers into her sides as she shrieks.
“That tickles! Y/N! Stop,” she laughs loudly.
“Hmmm, I don’t think I will,” I grin as I continue to tickle her.
“Stop! Stop! Please,” she whines.
“I’ll stop if you admit I’m the best person in your life, and the sexiest,” I add.
“I can’t lie!” She grins.
“That’s it,” I say as I tickle her more.
“No! No! I’m sorry!” She giggles loudly. Hermione squirms as she tries to get out of my grip. “Fine! Fine! Y/N is the best and sexiest person in my life!” She shrieks between giggles. I smile to myself as I stop tickling her and wrap my arms around her waist.
“See, simple as that, babe,” I laugh. Hermione shakes her head and her arms wrap around my neck.
“Have you figured out the task?” She hums as she looks at the paper in front of me.
“I’ve solved some things. Now I just have to figure out how to breath under water for an hour,” I groan. My head falls to her shoulder as I feel her soft fingers run through my hair.
“You could use the Bubble-Head charm, Gillyweed, or transfigure yourself into something that can breath underwater,” Hermione replies.
“How long does Gillyweed last?” I ask.
“I have no idea, you’d be better off asking Nev about that,” she hums. Hermione begins braiding my hair. I nod as I look at her.
“What if I transfigure myself into a fish!” I exclaim.
“And how do you plan on holding your wand?” Hermione asks.
“Good question,” I say quietly. Hermione smiles at me as she rubs my head.
“You’ll figure it out, Angel,” she says.
“I feel like the Bubble-Head charm is the safest bet,” I say.
“Then go with that,” she says softly.
“You’re the best,” I smile. She offers me a small smile as she leans her head on my chest.
“Just helping my best friend,” Hermione replies. ‘Best friend.’ Repeats in my head. I take a deep breath before I shake my head quickly as I give her a small smile.
“I’m so grateful for you,” I say quietly.
“And I, you, sweetheart,” she replies. I yawn softly as I stretch my arms over
my head. “You should get some rest, Y/N/N. It’s late.” Hermione stands up as she stretches.
“You’re right. Tomorrow is the next task,” I huff. “You can go change first, I have to clean this up.” I gesture to the array of mess on my desk. Hermione nods as she moves to grab her pajamas out of her dresser. I begin picking up the crumpled pieces of paper and tossing them into the pin. I put back all the blank parchment before setting my quill in the case. I pick up my wand and wave it over my cup as it fills with water. I lean against my desk as I take a sip of the liquid. Hermione walks out of the bathroom with a heap of clothes in her arms. I look her up and down as I see her wearing a pair of shorts and a loose t-shirt. “Look at you!” Hermione blushes as she flips me off.
“Go change you git,” she says as she tosses her clothes into the basket.
“As you wish, princess,” I smile as I take a drink of my water before I set it on my desk. I grab a pair of shorts and a sports bra. I walk into the bathroom as I shrug off my robes and replace them with my pajamas. I walk out as I toss them into the basket with Hermione’s. I yawn as I blow out the candle sitting on my desk.
“Night, Y/N/N,” Hermione says softly.
“Goodnight, Angel,” I say. I climb into my bed before I close my eyes. ‘You’re only friends. That’s all you’ll ever be,’ I think to myself. I squeeze my eyes shut as I shake my head. I pull my blankets up to my chin as I fall asleep.
I feel someone poke my cheek as I smack their hand away. “Fuck off! It’s Sunday,” I groan.
“Get up,” a voice replies.
“No,” I say with my eyes still closed. I hear a scoff as my blankets get pulled off me. I hear a screech as my blanket gets thrown at me.
“Where are your fucking clothes?” The person exclaims. I open my eyes to see Fred and George standing above me.
“Hm, it’s almost like I’m sleeping in my own dorm!” I scoff as I stand up and scratch my head.
“You have three hours before they need you down at the dock! Get up, put clothes on so we can eat!” Fred says as he shoves me towards the bathroom. I roll my eyes before I grab jeans and a t-shirt. I go into the bathroom as I throw it on and walk out. I pull on my shoes before I follow the twins out to the Great Hall.
“Morning,” I grumble as I plop myself beside Fred.
“Morning,” Hermione hums, not looking up from her book. I grab a chocolate chip scone as I take a bite.
“Ready for the task, young Harold?” I ask looking at him. Harry looks up at me as he swallows his food.
“As ready as I can be,” he huffs. I nod in agreement as I feel a tap on the shoulder. I turn to see Avery standing behind me. “Hello there, gorgeous.” I smirk.
“And to what do I owe the pleasure,” I say as I turn around, facing her, and lean on the table.
“I just wanted to wish you luck today,” she says softly. “I’ll be rooting for you.”
“Thank you, doll. I’ll see you after the task, yeah?” I ask. Avery’s face heats up as she nods. I give her a grin as she scurries off to her spot further down the table. I turn back to look at my friends. The boys are staring at me in awe as Hermione glares down at her book.
“No bloody way,” Ron says in amazement.
“Take notes boys,” I laugh as I look between them.
“Avery Hatch just said she was rooting for you!” George exclaims.
“How’d you get so lucky?” Harry asks.
“Just talked to her the other night and she obviously liked what she heard,” I smirk. I hear Hermione scoff before she speaks.
“You lot definitely were not talking,” she says. The twins look at me with wide eyes as they each high five me.
“Merlin, Y/N is getting laid more than we are,” Fred scoffs. I shook him a wink before I finished off my scone.
“I’m going to the library,” Hermione says as she stands abruptly.
“H, what-” I begin. I’m cut off by her walking out. I go to stand before Ron and Harry stop me.
“You finish eating, Ron and I will go. We have to find something for the task anyway,” Harry says. I nod softly as I sit back down. The boys disappear as I continue eating. After a few moments Professor McGonagall appears in front of us.
“Good morning professor,” I say softly.
“Good morning, Miss. Y/L/N,” she smiles. “Mr. Weasley, Mr. Weasley. Dumbledore would like to speak to you.” I go to get up before McGonagall stops me. “Just the twins, Miss. Rosswood.” I nod as the twins follow her out of the Great Hall. I make my way out as I make my way back to my dorm.
“Y/N! Wait!” A voice calls after me. I stop and turn to see Cedric jogging towards me.
“Hey! Are you ready for today?” He asks as he wraps an arm around my shoulders. I lean into his side before answering.
“As ready as I can be,” I chuckle dryly. “How about you?”
“I think we’ll do great,” he grins at me.
“I can always count on you for some light at the end of the tunnel can’t I?” I laugh.
“Of course,” Cedric grins at me. I roll my eyes as I nudge him with my hip.
“How long until the tournament?” I hum. Cedric looks down at his imaginary watch before looking back at me.
“Bout an hour I’d say,” he replies. I groan as we walk to the portrait in front of my Common Room.
“I’ll see you in a bit,” I smile. He nods before making his way to his Common Room. “Hello,” I smile. “Have you seen Hermione?” I ask the Fat Lady.
“No, sorry dear! The last time I saw her was this morning when her, Ron, and Harry left for breakfast,” she replies.
“It’s alright, thank you,” I smile. I tell her the password before I walk inside. I make my way to my dorm and see a pile of clothes on my bed. It’s a red and black tank top with Hogwarts’ crest on the left side. It says Y/L/N across the upper back in gold. It’s accompanied by a pair of tight black shorts. I pick the pile up and change, after I walk back out I notice a black holster like thing on my bed. I pick it up and quickly realize it’s for my wand. I wrap it around my calf as I push my wand into it. I pull a sweatshirt over my body before slipping a pair of shoes on. As I’m walking down the stairs I hear a loud booming through the castle.
“Every champion, student, and staff member! Please make your way to the dock of the Black Lake,” Dumbledore calls. I curse under my breath as I quickly make my way out the doors and walk down the path to the Black Lake.
“Oi! Y/L/N,” I hear a deep voice call. I turn to see Theodore Nott walking behind me. I roll my eyes as I make eye contact with him. “You’ve got a nice arse! I’d hit it once or twice. Too bad you’re a dirty little half-blood.” Theodore sends me a smirk before he looks me up and down.
“Awe it’s alright Teddy! Judging from what I’ve heard the girls say, I’m not missing much,” I pout. I hold my pinky up before looking at it, I wiggle it at Theo as I send him a smirk. He sends me a glare before he huffs and pushes past me. I laugh to myself before I continue to the dock. I see a hoard of people standing at and on the dock.
“Y/N! Over here!” Dean calls. He waves me over to where he’s standing with Harry, Seamus, Neville, George, and Avery. I make my way over there as everyone greets me.
“Hey Y/N,” Avery blushes.
“Hey sweets,” I smile. She goes to talk before Dumbledore tells us to get ready to go on. I see Avery shiver slightly as I turn to her and peel my sweatshirt off. “Here wear this, it’s my quidditch one, so as long as you don’t lose it we’re good.” There’s a chorus of ‘oooo’s as I flip the boys off. She thanks me before tugging it over her head. I kick my shoes off as I stand between Harry and Cedric.
“Good luck you two,” Cedric smiles at us.
“You too,” Harry and I say in unison. Harry and I look at each other as we nod. Once the buzzer sounds we all dive in. I quickly pull my wand out before casting the Bubble-Head charm. I tuck my wand back into the holder before I begin swimming again. After a few minutes of swimming I get to a clearing. As I get closer I see long pieces of vine holding things down. I see five bodies floating above the vines. The first person I make out is Hermione. I swim towards her quickly as I draw my wand. Suddenly a horde of Merpeople appear in front of me. They shake their heads as they hiss at me. ‘If Hermione wasn’t my treasure who was?’ I think to myself. I look to my side to see Fred floating next to Ron. I swim towards him quickly as I pull my wand out.
‘Diffindo.’ I think. The vine severes as I watch Fred float slowly. I look over to see Harry do the same to Ron as Cedric swims to the surface with Cho. Suddenly Viktor appears with the head of a shark before disappearing with Hermione. ‘Mental note to make fun of him later.’ Harry moves to Fleur's little sister he tries but fails to cut the vine as Merpeople begin to tug him down by his foot. I push Ron up towards Fred as they float to the top. I cast the spell once more and cut the vine wrapped around the little girl's leg. I shove her at the two unconscious boys before swimming towards Harry.
“Y/N! Go!” Harry screams as he gestures towards the surface. I shake my head as I watch him struggle to grab his wand. I pull mine out as I cast Stupefy at the Merpeople. They freeze and begin floating away from Harry as I reach a hand out and grab the brown-haired boy. I swim to the surface quickly as the Bubble-Head charm wears off. I hold my breath for a little longer before my head breaks through the surface of the water. I tug Harry up with me as he takes a deep breath. We both climb out as Avery and Hermione both beeline towards us.
“You worried me you absolute twat!” Hermione shrieks as she slaps mine and Harry’s arms. Avery wraps a towel around my shoulders as we walk to the middle of the dock. Ron and Fred are sat surrounded by our friends as they hold a towel and a blanket around themselves.
“You did bloody brilliant!” Ron exclaims as he tugs Harry and I into a hug. I smile as we both hug him back. Suddenly there’s a tap on my shoulder. I turn to see Fleur standing in front of me hugging her little sister.
“Which of you saved Gabrielle?” She asks softly.
“Absolutely not. I tried, but Y/N saved her and then me,” Harry smiles. Fleur leans in and kisses my cheek softly.
“Thank you so much, she wasn’t yours to save. But, you still did it!” She exclaims.
“Well, she deserves to be saved. She’s adorable,” I smile as Gabrielle gives me a shy smile.
“And you!” Fleur says suddenly as she looks at Ron and Fred. She moves to them quickly as she gives them each a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you for helping her to the surface!” Ron nods in shock as Fred smiles.
“Anytime,” Fred replies smoothly. Fleur gives us each a hug before walking away.
“M’never washing my face again,” Ron mutters as he cups his cheek.
“Awe come on Ron, who are you kidding! You’ve never washed your face,” I tease as I bump my shoulder against his. He flips me off with a sarcastic smile as everyone laughs. I look at Avery as a blush coats her cheeks. She walks to me slowly before she stands in front of me.
“I was really worried,” she says softly. “When I saw Fleur come up, then Cho with Ced, and Hermione with Viktor, then Ron with Fred and Gabrielle. I was so scared you weren’t coming up.” Avery’s eyes are trained at her feet. I bring my pointer finger to hook under her chin before I push her face to look at mine.
“Hey,” I say softly. Her blue eyes meet my green. “I’ll be okay, Dove.” Avery’s eyes soften as she wraps her arms around my neck. “Ave, I’m soaking wet.”
“Don’t care, I’m just happy you’re okay,” she says against my skin. I wrap my arms around her as I hold her against me.
“I’ll always be okay,” I say softly. Avery hugs me tight before she lets me go.
“Pinky promise me you’ll be okay,” Avery says as she holds her pinky out. I smile to myself before I wrap my pinky around hers and kiss her hand softly.
“Pinky promise, Darling,” I reply.
“Can I have your attention!” Dumbledore calls. Everyone turns to look at him before he continues. “The placings for this round are as follows. In last place we have Fleur Delacour, since she was unable to get her treasure. In fourth place we have Viktor Krum. In third place we have, Harry Potter, who has been awarded points for helping save a life. In second place we have Y/N Y/L/N, who not only saved her treasure, but aided in the saving of Mr. Weasley, Miss. Delacour, and Harry Potter. And in first place we have Cedric Diggory!” There’s an eruption of cheers as I smile at Cedric.
“Good job Ced!” I exclaim. He tugs me into him as he replies.
“Same to you Miss. Savior,” he grins.
“Oh Merlin, that nickname isn’t sticking,” I laugh.
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