The beginning
"Harry Potter!"
Harry could not believe in his ears. Why the hell is his name in that bloody goblet?! He swore to Merlin that all that he wanted is a normal year! A normal year! Was that so hard?
"Harry Potter!" Dumbledore repeated.
"Harry..." Hermione nudged him by her elbow. Ron was stunned, only able to give his best friend a worried look. Everyone was mumbling Some threw him angry eyes and dirty looks. Especially the badges.
Harry shakily walked to Dumbledore. He felt like he was about to cry.
"Harry." Dumbledore put his hand on Harry's shoulder and said calmly.
"Did you put your name in the goblet of fire?" Dumbledore asked.
Harry was about to opened his mouth, before suddenly the space was ripped off brutally.
Dumbledore immediately guided Harry hidden behind him. The headmaster stood protectively in front of the young Gryffindor.
The great Hall was in panic. Professor stood up preparing to protect the students. From whatever is coming.
A person fell down to the Slytherin table.
Dressing in the finest robes, red rubies earrings and long soft hair tied by a green ribbon.
No scars, no glasses, beautiful glassy emerald eyes starring at Harry's direction. The gorgeous man slowly blinking.
He has my mother's eyes... Harry thought.
"What...?" The man's voice was soft and smooth, somewhat annoyed. He rubbed his forehead. Rings on his fingers were shining.
That face belonged to James Potter! James Potter with green eyes?!
No. That man was Harry.
The man was definitely Harry Potter!
"Am I still drunk...?" The man grumbled.
The Hall fell in chaos.