I know that I finished the last one pretty fast but I just write fast and long. So please just bare with my spur of the moment idea that I had months ago.
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling and Warner Bros own Harry Potter.

Paul and Hermione woke up harry, who had been having a nightmare, and Ron.
"You two, get up, it's time to get ready." Paul said. She had changed over the summer. She wore her hair down more and she stopped wearing black all the time. This day she was wearing a yellow long sleeved shirt, jeans, and green shoes. "I'll get the puppet." She told Hermione as Harry shot up in bed. Ever since they found out who the real rat was Paul had tortured the boys with a rat puppet she enchanted to be like a real rat.
"No need!" Ron got up.
After breakfast they started walking out towards the small forest off to the side of the Burrow. Hermione, Paul, and Ginny walked together just talking well the twins walk in the back and the rest in the front. Paul was showing off her new red scarf and lipstick. She kept saying how it would help her later but she never said why.
"I still can't believe you can see the future!" Ginny said. Then they stopped. They heard a thud and then,
"And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?"
"Yes sir." Said a boy. He was tall and lean, his hair was tousled and golden. He walked back to say hello to everyone.
"Hello, my names Cedric." He said to Paul.
"Hello, I'm Paulette." Hermione and Ginny were taken a back, they weren't even allowed to call her Paulette!
"It's nice to meet you, Paulette." He walked to say hi to the others.
"What about you and Draco?" Ginny asked.
"What about us? I tripped and he wouldn't let me go, he kissed me not the other way round."
"But we saw the way you were after he kissed you, you seriously kissed someone like that and didn't feel anything?" the thing was Paul only felt her lips on his and never looked back after she pulled herself off Draco Malfoy. Then Cedric walked up to the girls.
"Hi, again." Paul said as she smiled at him completely ignoring the question. She was playing with the end of her scarf.
"I like your scarf, reds my favorite color." Cedric said.
"Really, it's my favorite color too." She gave a quick glance to Hermione and Ginny.
Soon they were walking up a hill and a old boot sat on top.
"Come along, we don't want to be late." Said Mr. Diggory. Everyone gathered around the old boot and placed a hand on it. Then on the count of three they were transported to what looked like a fair. There were people riding brooms and having fun. Tents were set up all around.
"Welcome to the Quidditch world cup." They walked through till Mr. Weasley and Mr. Diggory stopped and said good bye to each other. The Weasley's was walked a bit further till they came to a small tent. They all walked in and came into a large room. They all stared in awe.

Later after settling in they started to walk up the steps of the Quidditch arena.
"Blimey, dad. How far are we going?" Ron asked breathlessly as they climbed higher.
"Well let's put it this way," Lucius Malfoy said as he walked by with his son Draco Malfoy. "If it rains you'll be the first to know."
"We've been invited to sit in the minister's box." Said Draco. "By personal invitation of Cornelius fudge himself."
"Don't boast, Draco." his father said. "Threes no need with these people."
"I'm glad I ran away from you Malfoy's. Your all about work and image." They turned and walked the rest of the way up. When they got to the top the game started and the Irish flew in. Green and white smoke followed them as they entered and the fireworks went off in the shape of a leprechaun and danced. They cheered as Paul heard the music fade and her sight became foggy. She saw a dark figure approach a large stone goblet with blue flames and put two pieces of parchment in it.
"Good evening." Said the minister of magic. "As minister of magic it gives me great pleasure to welcome each and every one of you to the final of the four hundred and forty second Quidditch world cup. Let the match begin!" he sent out a spark from his wand to start the game.

As the twins danced around and Ron was chanting the world's best seekers name the sound of screaming and fireworks came from outside.
"There's no one like Krum!" Ron exclaimed. "He's like a bird the way he rides the wind." The twins began to flap around Ron. "He's more than an athlete, he's an artist."
"Think you're in love Ron." Ginny said as she walked by.
"It's Paul who's in love; she's had that dreaming look on her face since we got back from the match." Ron was right. She had been sitting at the table with her chin resting on her fist as she stared into space. "It can't be that prick Malfoy, please tell me she's not going over the end of school again!"
"Shut it Ron." Paul said as she got up and pushed him over.
"Then maybe it's Krum."
"You can keep him." Everyone started to laugh.
"What about that Cedric?" Paul turned letting her hair cover her face as it turned scarlet.
"Are you really trying to figure out who likes who? It obvious." She turned when her blushing had gone down. "You like Krum, Ginny likes Harry, and I like no one, I mean in that sense."
"Not true!" Ginny and Ron said at the same time.
"Sounds like the Irish have their pride on." Said Fred.
"Stop, stop it." Said Mr. Weasley. "It's not the Irish. We've got to get out of here. Now." When they stepped outside they saw what was happening. People were running and screaming like a dragon was loose.
"Get back to the port key everyone. And stay together." Paul, Ron, Harry, and Hermione ran together. A group of people were walking through the grounds setting tents on fire and chanting. Soon the four fourteen year olds were separated. Paul was knocked into the path of the group that was terrorizing the people. She saw their masked faces, their dark and evil eyes glared at her. One raised his wand at her and was muttering a curse when she was knocked out of the way. With closed eyes she hit the ground and she felt someone over her, her savior. She opened her eyes to see Cedric Diggory.
"Thank you." Tears formed in her eyes.
"Come on." He pulled her up and they ran.

"Harry! Harry!" they called as they searched the burned tents. Then they saw him running their way.
"What is that?!" Harry asked as they looked up to the sky and saw the dark mark. Harry and Paul clenched their scars in pain. Then all around men apparated circling the teenagers.
"Stupefy!" they all yelled. They ducked and were nearly hit.
"Stop!" yelled Mr. Weasley. "That's my son and daughter!" he ran over as the men came closer. "Ron, Paul, Harry, Hermione are you all right?" he asked.
"Which of you conjured it?" asked an older man that was right next to Arthur Weasley.
"Crouch, they can't."
"It is a lie. You have been found at the scene of the crime!"
"Crime?" Paul asked in an insulted voice.
"Their just kids," said Arthur.
"What crime?" Harry asked.
"It's the dark mark." Hermione whispered. "It's his mark." Paul placed her hand over Harry's mouth to silence him.
"Yes, him." She said. "Those people tonight, the ones in masks, who were they?"
"Death eaters." Paul looked down and remembered when she was almost killed by one. Then she remembered how Cedric had saved her. Her cheeks turned crimson red.
"I didn't see his face." Harry said. He turned and looked at the dark mark.

"Anything from the trolley? Anything from the trolley?" said the elderly woman as she walked down the train. "Anything ff the trolley, dears?" she asked as she came to Harry, Hermione, Paul, and Ron's seats.
"A package of drool balls, please" Ron said as he got up. Harry followed.
Paul sat with a sketch pad and pencil drawing dreamily. When Ron and Harry sat back down Ron looked over her sketch pad binding to see what she was drawing.
"Hey," she said as she held the pad to her chest. "Stop poking your nose into other people's business." She straightened her suspender. She was wearing plaid skinny jeans with black suspenders and a white fitting tee shirt. When she started to sketch Ron snatched it out of her hands. "Hey! Give it back!" Ron pulled the picture out of the book and threw back the pad of sketching paper.
"I knew it! You like Cedric!" he said as he held up the perfect almost complete picture of Cedric Diggory.
"I was just practicing!" she snatched the picture back and started to finish it.
"You're head over heels for him. I can hear you when your asleep 'Cedric, oh Cedric'" Ron said in a mocking voice.
"I do not talk in my sleep!"
"Yes you do." Harry said, he remembered the night after the Quidditch world cup when he could hear her through the wall.
"So, he saved me from the death eaters. I'm just grateful."
"Yeah that he was on top of you." Ron said.
"That's it!" Paul punched him in the eye.
"Oy! What was that for!?" he asked as he covered his eye. She just sat down and sketched for the rest of the train ride.

"Now that we are all settled in and sorted I would like to make an announcement." Dumbledore said. "This castle won't only be your home for this year, but be home for some very special guests, as well. You see, Hogwarts has been chosen to play host a legendary event. The Tri Wizard Tournament." People started to whisper as Paul was looking over at Cedric who was looking at Dumbledore. Then the doors opened and girls started to come in. the boys eyes following them.
"Bloody hell." Ron said. Paul hit him on the head.
"Pigs, can't you keep your eyes in your head?"
"Blimey, that's one big woman." Seamus said as the head mistress walked in.
"And now our friends from the north, please welcome the proud sons of Durmstrang and their head master Igor Karkaroff." The school came into the room and like the first school they had a performance but theirs was purely showing off. Then Krum came in.
"Keep your mouth closed, Ron." Paul said as she looked at the boys from the school in the front of the room.

As soon as Dumbledore finished showing the goblet of fire they went to bed and Paul stayed awake imagining what would happen in the competition. She stayed like that till the morning and it was time to go to classes. She and her friends walked to DDA class.
"Alastor Moody, ex Auror, your new Defense against the dark arts teacher." Said Mad-Eye Moody. "Only because Dumbledore asked me to, end of story, the end. Any questions?" he looked around. "When it comes to the dark arts I believe in a practical approach. But first, which of you can tell me how many unforgivable curses there are?" Hermione raised her hand. "Yes, miss"
"Granger, there are three."
"And they are so named?"
"Because they are unforgivable. The use of anyone of them will,"
"Earn you a one way ticket to Azkaban. Now the ministry says you are too young to learn what these curses do, I say different. You need to know what you're up against, you need to be prepared, you need to find another place to put your chewing gum Mr. Finnigan, and you need to stop scribbling hearts on your parchment Ms. Harper." Everyone started to whisper 'how did he know?' "So, which curse shall we see first? Weasley!"
"Yes?" Ron asked.
"Stand," he did as told. "Give us a curse."
"Well, my father…"
Paul thought she was perhaps dreaming, she saw herself snogging Seamus. Soon the dream ended with a lady in pink walking by and they shot apart to the other ends of the bench. She thought it was because of what Mad-Eye Moody said. When she came out everyone was grabbing their books and leaving. She ran down the stairs and found herself blushing when she brushed by Seamus. As soon as she reached the bottom she was running at full speed and ran into someone. Her books fell out of her hands.
"Sorry," she said as she picked up the first book.
"It's okay." She looked up at the familiar voice and saw…
"Cedric," she grabbed the last book and stood up. "Hey."
"Hey yourself." His smile made her blush.
"So, how's life treating you?"
"Good, you?"
"I'm doing fine, you know, just hanging on." She said as she nervously bit her lip.
"Do you want to go to Honeydukes this weekend?"
"Uh, sure. I'll see you there." She turned and walked to her next class.

The next day it rained cats and dogs everyone was watching as people put their names into the goblet. Hermione and Paul sat reading as Cedric placed his name in the cup. He motioned to Paul. She closed her book.
"I'll be right back." She told Hermione as she set her book down.
"Hi, I wanted to show you something." He said. He took her outside and they ran out to the edge of the forbidden forest.
"What are we doing here?" Paul asked as he pulled her in.
"Shh, look." He pointed to a small clearing where stood a white unicorn.
"Oh, it's beautiful." She took a step forward. The unicorn looked over to her and walked towards her. Soon it was right in front of her. She held her hand out and it let her pet it. "How did you know it would be here?"
"It's always here." He stroked its back. Then the sound of footsteps came from behind them.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"Oh no, Filch!" they started to run and laugh as they made their escape. Soon they stopped and looked around. They were deep in the forbidden forest and didn't know how they got there…