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People think that Hufflepuff is the outcast House. You know, for the not brave, not cunning and not smart. But I don't think so. I get good grades, and I'm as brave as I want to be, yet no one realizes. I am smart. Not a genius, but smart. I am brave. I can hear the snickers behind my back, and the jokes that say Hufflepuff's have no courage, only loyalty but they're wrong. I'm more just a Hufflepuff, more than just a seeker, and I'm more than my looks.
So when Dumbledore announced the Triwizard Tournament, I was so psyched (minus the "no Quidditch") and I decided, then and there I would put my name in the Goblet, and prove a Hufflepuff could be brave. A Hufflepuff could be chosen.
And I was.
The table went wild when I was called – see? We're brave, too. One of us was chosen – and I was standing with Viktor Krum and Fleur Delacour when Harry Potter walked in. And I was thinking, No, no I was chosen! Why do Gryffindor's always steal the spotlight? Krum and Delacour didn't realize Harry was chosen until it was announced; the sad thing was, when he told me he didn't put his name in, I believed him. He never asked for fame. But he got it. A now a Hufflepuff did too.
With the first task, he warned me about the dragons (thank Godric, otherwise I would've died) and I tried to transfigure a rock into a wolf (I read they sometimes steal dragon eggs, so dragons hated them) but not only did it look more like a dog, the dragon just decided to go for me in the end. And the burns hurt.
For the second task, after Professor Moody told me the clue, I told Harry to take a bath. I would be giving him a clue, but it was vague enough so that he might not win. I ended up saving Cho Chang, my girlfriend, with five minutes before the hour, and I was thinking, Finally I did better than a Gryffindor!, but Potter and I ended up being tied.
Right before the third task, I talked to Cho.
"Promise me you'll be careful." She pleaded with me.
I smiled. "I promise." And then I kissed her.
It was a sweet, innocent kiss and I like that – how Cho didn't just love me for my looks, or my popularity. She liked me for me, and I loved her.
"If I win today," I said to her after I broke the kiss. "It'll be for you." She smiled and I left, waving to her as I walked backwards.
Finally it was the third task itself, and after Crucios, Blast Ended Skrewts, boggarts and a sphinx, I was attacked by an arcomantula, and saved by, wait for it, Harry Potter, and of course a Gryffindor. I told him to grab the cup, though I wanted to scream at myself, What are you thinking? Fame, glory, money! Why would you say that? But he told me to grab one handle of the cup and he'd grab the other – a double Hogwarts victory. So I did.
We were Portkeyed to a graveyard and I didn't realize what was happening. I didn't realize I would never see my family or Cho again, never see my friends after this.
I didn't realize I was going to die.
I wondered, Is this another part of the Tournament? But when I heard a cold, cruel voice say "Kill the spare." I knew that it wasn't a part of the tournament. I was frozen, thinking about how I would miss my parents, Cho and my friends. But when a voice said "Avada Kedavara," I couldn't help but think, Wow. Those jokes about no courage were wrong. I'm about to die and I won't scream or cry. Why? Because I'm as brave as any Gryffindor. Then I saw a green light, and everything went dark.
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