Chapter 21- The Competition pt.2
Amanda slowly followed the headmaster to an office off the Great Hall. Victor, Mallory, and Eric all looked to the door as the pair came in. Amanda looked around nervously. The others all had confused and curious looks.
Mogonagall and Snape soon joined the group, both wearing worried expressions.
"Miss Mitchell, did you put your name into the Goblet?" Dumbledore asked calmly. Before she could answer Professor Mogonagall(?) cut in.
"Headmaster, how could she have? You put a very strong charm on the Goblet so that two students wouldn't get chosen in any way. Miss Mitchell your sure no one did it for you?" the old Transfiguration teacher asked.
"I didn't enter. Harry told me about what happened two years ago. I actually didn't even want to enter. My mother would never stand for this and believe me my mom will pull me out of this school when she finds out." Amanda immediately
"Miss Mitchell, I understand, but we can't help you. You have to compete and leaving the school won't do it either. I will contact your mother, then curfew. The first task will be revealed at breakfast in the morning. I will send your mother to the tower once I speak to her. I'm very sorry, I wish I could say more. Everyone." The Headmaster called attention to the other three in the room. "The first task will be given in the morning. Have a nice evening." The old man concluded and he, Snape, and Moganogall
Amanda follwed Eric and Mallory out of the office and back into the Great Hall. The teen was met with some sneering and sniggering from the Slytherin table and even some from the Hufflepuff table as she passed.
The feeling at the Gryffindor table was the exact opposite. Worried looks followed her to her seat with Ron, Harry, and Hermione. Ginny, who was sitting next to her brother finally spoke up.
"Well, what did Dumbledore say?" the redhead asked.
"He said that I have to be in the tasks. We'll find out the first task at breakfast in the morning. My mother is probably on her way now to chew me out." Amanda said in a horrified voice.
"It can't be that bad." Harry said. Amanda stared at him in disbelief.
"You don't know my mother." The teen replied.
The next morning Amanda'sprediction came to pass. Upon entering the Great Hall for breakfast the girl saw her mother sitting at the head table.
Amanda tried to blend into the rest of the students also coming to eat. She spotted her friends at the house table and quickly joined them.
Her mother still hadn't noticed her. Just as she was fixing her first plate when it happened.
"Amanda, sweetheart. There you are." Her mother had gotten behind her without her noticing. Harry and the rest of her friends all looked up to see what was happening.
"Hey, Mom." Amanda simply replied with a nervous smile.
Her mother seemed to tell she was making her daughter uncomfortable.
"Your Headmaster explained everything to me. I know this isn't your doing. There is no other choice for you but to participate in the tournament. If you need anything just ues your witch's glass. Just be very careful. I'll be staying to watch. See you later." Amanda's mother gave her a hug and went back to the head table.
Amanda could only stare, opem-mouthed. "See, I told you. Not only does she know you didn't do it, she's staying to cheer you on." Ron said.
"That's a relief." Amanda replied.
The rest of the day went on, class after class, with no trouble. That was until dinner.
Author's note: I know it has been forever, but I'm trying to get back to this story. I hope to update again soon. Please review.