Chapter 1: Plan L

Harry sat, shock and disbelief written all over his face. He was just picked as the fourth champion in the tri-wizard tournament.

"Harry Potter," Headmaster Dumbledore called. It was only when Hermione-Merlin bless her, poked his side, that he stood up and walked towards the ante-chamber that held the other chosen contestants. Unbeknownst to the chosen one, Hermione had a plan. She stood up, and gave a look to Katie. She then very abruptly dashed to the nearest girls washroom. In all of the commotion, however; nobody noticed a Ravenclaw, the Gryffindor, two Slytherins, and a Hufflepuff head in the same direction.

The girls met up outside the same bathroom that Hermione was trapped in during the "Troll Incident" as it came to known, from first year.

"Another plan to kill Harry?" Sarcastically asked Daphne Greengrass, the petite blond Slytherin. The sometimes bubbly, sometimes serious girl had known Hermione from their third year Arithmancy class.

"When isn't it?" Answered Pansy Parkinson dejecteldy. Although she outwardly portrayed an interest in Draco Malfoy, she truly disliked him. Especially since the ponce was enamored with Daphne's younger sister, Astoria.

"Right now, Harry is in trouble. Every single year has him facing off terrible odds-" Hermione began.

"Like the Troll and Quirrelmort in first year," interrupted Pansy.

"Or the Basilisk and Flophart in second," continued Susan Bones.

"Don't forget. There was also Peter Pettigrew, the Acromantula's, the Dementors and Snape last year," finished Katie Bell.

"Right," continued Hermione. "This tournament is going to be hell for Harry. The school will be on two sides; they will either believe he cheated, and when he denies it, it'll make it worse. Or they believe Dumbledore got him in, for some reason. All of us here know that Harry would never do this. So we're going with Plan L." She looked towards the lone Ravenclaw. "Luna, tell us what we've won."

"We all won a free trip to naked sexy times-" The other girls blushed.

"Not yet, Luna." Daphne chided.

"Aww," Luna pouted. Katie chuckled, Daphne was trying her best not to snicker, and the others we full blown laughing. "Never change Luna. Never change."

"What we've really won, is a loyal, compassionate wizard who would move the earth, for us if we asked him too. All we need to give him is the love and attention he never got as a child."

"So, basically give him our unwavering support, and he'll do anything for us?" Susan asked.

"Yes. If you, or anybody, breaks his trust, it is nearly impossible into reclaim." Hermione said seriously. By the looks she got from the others, that would not be happening.

The girls continued chatting for the next hour or so, and with a quick Tempus, Susan saw that it was nearly curfew.

"I'll see you girls tomorrow, I have a charms quiz." Susan said on her way out. And with that, the girls left for their common rooms.

Hermione walked through the portrait hole, and was about to head upstairs, when she saw Harry sitting and staring into the fireplace. Sitting next to him on the couch, she reached out and hugged him. He didn't saw anything, and neither did she. For a few moments, all that could be heard was tge crackling of the fireplace.

"I know that you didn't put your name into that cup, Harry." She said softly. He looked at her, green eyes looking for any deception, any lies. He found none.

"Thank you, Hermione." He smiled, a true smile. "You have no idea how much that means to me." The two best friends were up most of the night, talking aimlessly. They fell asleep in the common room with a smile on each of their faces.