Chapter One: Betrayed

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I would just like to mention that this is my first fanfiction, ever. I've read lots of fanfictions and if my story sounds similar to another, I apologize in advance.

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I don't know why I don't just leave school and go home. Harry thought as he wrote on his journal.

Merlin knows what kind of trouble I'll end up in this year. First Year, there was that troll, and the Philosopher's Stone. Second Year, the Chamber of Secrets. Third Year, last year, Sirius Black and the Dementors. And now this year, Hogwarts is hosting the TriWizard Tournament. Knowing my luck, I'll somehow end up being entered even with the age-

"Harry! Are you coming to breakfast or what, mate?" Ron's voice broke through his train of thought. "I'll be down in a minute!" He yelled out as he closed his journal, locking it with his wand and placing it inside a hidden compartment in his trunk.

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"I swear, mate, sometimes you take longer to get ready then Lavender Brown does." Ron teased as they walked to the Great Hall.

"Ronald, you know that it takes Harry forever to style his hair!"

"Hermione! Do I look like Malfoy to you? That prat probably wakes up at dawn just to style his perfect hair." Harry laughed, only to stop as he noticed headmaster Dumbledore walking in their direction.

"Good morning, sir." Harry greeted the headmaster.

"A good morning indeed, Mr. Potter!" Dumbledore replied, his blue eyes twinkling. "I was wondering if I could speak to Mr. Weasley and Ms. Granger for a moment?"

Ron and Hermione shared a glance that they most likely thought appeared to be inconspicuous. Harry's eyes narrowed for a moment, but it came and went unnoticed.

"I'll go ahead and eat breakfast. I'll see you guys in Charms." Harry waved as he pretended to head down to the Great Hall.

As soon as he was out of sight, he summoned his invisibility cloak, and turned around to follow the three.

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"How has Mr. Potter been so far?" Dumbledore asked Ron and Hermione as soon as the door closed, surprising Harry with the question. Why would he ask Ron and Hermione that? Why couldn't he just ask me? Harry wondered. He looked at his best friends and could not help but stare incredulously at them when he realized that they didn't appear to be at all shocked at being asked such a question.

"Oh he's fine," Hermione said, carelessly waving her hand. "He looked a bit beat up when we saw him in the train, but other than having a few scratches, he didn't appear to have changed much."

Ron snorted at that. "Yeah, he's still the same weak and pathetic boy from last year, you mean. Hey headmaster, when are we going to get our payment? It's tiring enough to act like we're best friends, the trouble he gets into just makes it worse." He asked, sneering at the last part.

"Soon, my boy. As I said when we made our deal, you will receive a quarter of the money in the Potter Family vault, as soon as Harry Potter is declared dead, and Ms. Granger will be allowed to take twenty-five books from the vault." Dumbledore replied.

"Good. I want him to die soon so that I can finally get my hands on those precious family books." Hermione said haughtily. Harry was shocked that his so-called best friends wanted him dead. What did I do that would make them want me dead?!

"-needs to die in order for Voldemort to be defeated," Dumbledore was telling the two-thirds of the Golden Trio. "For now, just keep acting like his best friend and report to me anything out of the ordinary."

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How long have they been reporting to Dumbledore about me? Harry wondered as he ate his breakfast. How long has it been since they stopped being my friends? Or were they ever truly my friends in the first place? I'll go to his quarters after classes. Surely he'll know what to do. He decided.

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"For the rest of the year, you will be paired up with an assigned partner." Professor Snape announced as soon as the bells rang, signaling the start of class. "You are expected to work together no matter who your partner is." He said, ignoring the protests of the students, specifically the Gryffindors.

"Parkinson, Granger."

"Zabini, Thomas."

"Nott, Brown."

"Bulstrode, Weasley."

The Gryffindors groaned as noticed the pattern, preparing themselves for possibly the worst school year they'll ever have.

"Malfoy, Potter." Professor Snape ended, sneering as he said 'Potter'. He looked around the class, then barked "What are you buffoons waiting for? A sign? Get up and sit with your assigned partner!"

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry, pity in their eyes.

Harry just shrugged, there was nothing he could do about it.

"Malfoy." He greeted the other teen as he sat down.

"Potter." Malfoy said with a smirk.

"I want a 4-foot essay on a potion of your choice, to be handed in on Monday." Snape said, at the end of the lesson.

"Class dismissed."

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