Harry was sick, that much he knew. According to the Healers he was dying. Between overprotective parents and a famous twin brother, he wasn't about to stop that from trying to make his last few days memorable... but getting picked by a fiery goblet to compete in a barbaric tournament was NOT WHAT HE MEANT. [ALSO AVAILABLE AT AO3 and Fanfiction app]
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