Hermione shook her head at yet another person putting their name in the Goblet of Fire. Who would want to risk this life just for some silly tournament? Who in their right mine thought this thing was a good idea? Hermione couldn't quite get her head round want Professor Dumbledore was thinking when he agreed to host it at Hogwarts.
The Great Hall glowed a deep blue and Hermione lifted her head from her book to see some Ravenclaw boy receive a congratulatory hug from his friends.
She shook her head again and immerse herself back in her book.
"Come on Granger, when you putting your name in?" Hermione lifted her head out of her book to see Fred and George Weasley staring at her, both of them with big stupid grins on their faces.
She sighed a loud sigh and smiled slightly.
"Never." Was all she answered.
The twins laughed at one another and one of them slapped Hermione gently across the back.
She continued to stare at them.
"George and I are putting our names in now." Fred told her.
Hermione closed her book.
"You and George are only 16 and the rules clearly state you must be 17 to enter." She told them.
Again they both laughed.
"We have brewed up an aging spell to fool it." Fred informed her.
She smiled even more.
"It won't work."
"We'll just have to see." George told her.
They both swigged on their potions and placed the empty bottles next to Hermione.
She watched as Fred and George made their way to the age line which circled the Goblet of Fire.
A crowd had gathered to watch the two underage twins try their luck.
Hermione smiled smugly to herself even when both the twins successfully crossed the age line.
Fred and George looked at one another before their individual pieces of parchment into the Goblet.
They both stared at the Goblet for a good 30 seconds and finally all the students (bar Hermione) starting cheering and clapping.
The twins held their arms up in victory before the Goblet turned a strange shade of green.
Everyone stared at the Goblet which suddenly spit out the two pieces of parchments, knocking the twins to the ground.
They got up and looked at one another. Each of them had long grey hair and beard.
Both of them erupted into fits of laughter at the others appearance.
Hermione shook her head yet again and opened her book.
The potions lesson ended and Hermione, Harry and Ron made their way to the great hall for lunch.
"I am gonna put my name in the Goblet." Ron told them both, proudly.
Hermione tutted.
"Oh not you as well, Ronald." She said.
He looked at Hermione and raised an eyebrow.
"Seriously what do you have about this competition?" He asked her.
"How about the fact there is a history of people dying in this competition? Isn't that enough to put you off?" She said.
"Dumbledore wouldn't have allowed it to be held at Hogwarts if he didn't have faith that no-one was going to get hurt." Ron said, smugly.
Hermione sighed. Suppose he had a point.
"Today's the last day so we better to do it at the end of lunch." Harry told Ron.
Ron nodded sharply.
The three of them entered the Great Hall which was far more packed than usual thanks to the two schools which had visited to also take part in the Triwizard Tournament.
Beauxbatons was a French school and their head mistress, Madame Maxime, was half giant. The school followed a much stricter system than Hogwarts as every time the headmistress entered the room, all of their students stood up. The students wore grey and blue silks uniforms.
The other school was Dumstrang. The Bulgarian school was well known for it's study of the dark arts rather than defense against the dark arts. Igor Karkaroff was their headmaster.
Harry, Ron and Hermione took their seats next to Ginny and the twins and watched as a Hufflepuff from a few of their classes got up and put his name into the Goblet of Fire.
Hermione instantly recognized him as Cedric Diggory. A good looking boy who had never taken any notice of her. He was tall, well built and he had messy bronze hair. He had beautiful blue eyes, a strong jaw line and full lips. Every girl in Hogwarts pretty much had a crush on Cedric.
Cedric smiled as the Goblet shone blue and sat back into his seat where his friends congratulated him.
Ron and Harry got up and made their way to the Goblet.
Hermione watched them as they entered their names at the same time and the room shone blue again.
They high fived one another and sat back next to Hermione.
She sighed.
Hermione lay in her bed staring up at the ceiling.
Where had this burning desire to enter her name in the Goblet come from?
She thought it was such a stupid idea.
But for some reason she wanted to give it a go. There could only be one champion from each school so she had a slim chance of being the name that came out tomorrow night.
The longer she thought about it, the more she wanted to put her name in.
She tossed and turned and finally threw the covers from off her.
She slipped on her dressing gown and crept out of her dorm room.
Every step she took, she tried so hard to make a noise. This would have been a perfect time to borrow Harry's invisibility cloak.
After what seemed like hours she opened the Great Hall door, the Goblet standing in it's usual place.
Hermione sighed hard as she stood in front of the age line, her parchment in her hand.
She couldn't seriously go through with this could she?
She had her exams to think about. If she failed her N.E.W.T's, how would she be able to handle that?
But it's not like she would put her studies aside for the tournament. Nothing ever came before her studies.
And it was only three tasks in the space of a year; it's not as if they would take up to much of her study time. She could study every spare minute she had until a task came up.
But then, what if the tasks were so difficult they wouldn't take her just a week to figure out?
She looked up at the Goblet and stepped across the age line.
Finally she threw her parchment into the Goblet and watched as it shone bright blue.
She smiled.
It wasn't as if her name was going to get picked anyway.