Reading Rita Skeeter’s Column in the Three Broomsticks

‘Oh, this is really bad.’ Said Hermione, wincing. The four of you were sat around a table in the Inn, Butterbeers in front of you, as well as today’s Daily Prophet.
‘This is really bad.’ You, Ron and Harry glanced at each other, worriedly.
‘Really bad...’ Hermione continued.
‘Well, read it!’ Ron said expectantly. You had been ‘interviewed’ by Skeeter the previous day; and you doubted interview was the right word at all. Hermione looked at you, hesitating to read the paper aloud.
‘C’mon.’ You muttered, dreading what was written. Hermione cleared her throat, and returned to the newspaper.
‘One student, a 5th year Gryffindor, closely associated with Mr Potter and his friends, offered herself up for an interview with me this week,’
‘What!? I didn’t volunteer, she asked me!’
‘where we discussed Hogwarts’ Triwizard Champions. Interestingly, this particular student attended the Hogwarts Christmas Ball with Mr Potter as his date, and couldn’t contain herself as she told me about the evening. Mr Potter asked said student in a Transfiguration Class, living up to his rebellious and cheeky nature.’
Harry grimaced.
‘She’s unbelivable.’ Ron was leaning over Hermione’s shoulder, reading ahead, and Hermione continued again,
‘This is a quote, by the way,’ She prepared, ‘If anything happens to Harry, I’d surely never be able to come back to Hogwarts, end quote. Upon asking about the other Hogwarts Champion, Cedric Diggory, the student told me that, this is another quote, yes, he’s very handsome, but I’m still rooting for My Harry.’
‘This is ridiculous, can we sue her or something?!’
‘My Harry?’
‘Teen romance at Hogwarts has never faced such pressure, but certainly makes for an almost unbelivable story!’
‘Oh, I’m going to be sick.’ Ron groaned. Hermione finished reading, and then turned the paper to you and Harry. Next to the article, which was indeed on the front page, was a photograph of yourself and Harry, awkwardly smiling together in one of the Champion Yule Ball pictures. You scowled at it.
‘What’s the point of saying ‘a particular student’ if she’s going to plaster my face all over it!?’
‘Look, we’ll write to the paper, they simply can’t let her do this, it’s preposterous.’ She, Hermione, said defiantly. Ron nodded, Butterbeer lining his upper lip. You sighed deeply.
‘Well there’s no point now. S’already out. Everyone’s seen it.’

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