Stepping into the carriage in my forth year was great, I had loved Hogwarts since the moment I had stepped into the great hall in my first year, back then I was a little shy girl who was walking timidly with the rest of the new first years. I waited, scared as ever in the great hall watching as each person went up to the stool sat down and got shown to their house "gryffindoor" "ravenclaw!" shouted the hat one at a time the people before me stepped down from the stool and headed to their seats on the tables of different colours. "Safrea James" called the tall, thin scary looking woman who i would later know as mrs magonagal, I gulped and shuffled towards the stool as Mrs magonagle placed the hat on my head i closed my eyes and pleaded that I would be placed, i was terrified, at the time, that i would be some sort of a failure and not be placed at all. The sorting hat whispered in my ear "another James 'eh? I remember your mother, a witch with great potential, she would have made an excellent slytherin but i believe she made a much better ravenclaw. As for your father, a gryffindor if i remember correctly, a great mind, a good friend of James potter if i remember correctly, perhaps you and his son will get along as well... GRYFFINDOR!" he shouted in my ears, and he was right harry and i are very good friends. Now i get to see the first years file in at the beginning of every year, they always look the same, terrified and shy. You can usually pick out people to which house they will be in as well, "him over there, the one with the black hair, she will be slytherin and the blond one next to her I'm betting that he is her brother but he looks more like a ravenclaw." said Harry, i laughed "yeah your right, the one in the blue sneakers with the ginger hair, she's one of us don't you think?" i said, "yeah like us in more than one way hey Freya?" said Ron holding his hand up so that i could high five him, Ron and i were linked by our pride for the red hair we shared, admittedly mine was redder than his as i had died my ginger hair red. It turned out, as usual that we were right, the new girl was called Leah and was the image of what Ginny had looked like in her first year which, of course, Ginny loved to hear since she was very pretty.

After dinner Dumbledore stood up to make his start of the year speech, you could feel all the first years sit up and stare at the tall grandfatherly figure stood at the front of the hall behind his eagle shaped stand. " Well now that we're all settled in and sorted, I'd like to make an announcement. This castle will not only be your home this year but home to some very special guests as well. You see, Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event: The TriWizard Tournament. The Tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school a single student is selected to compete. Now let me be clear. If chosen, you stand alone. And trust me when I say, these contest are not for the faint-hearted. But more of that later." the hall erupted into a haze of chatter "triwizard tournament?" said Ron "wicked" said Fred and George who had already started arguing about which one of them was going to win. Dumbledoor was waiting for the noise to hush down and when it did enough for him to start again he began to talk and the hall fell silent again "Your attention please. I'd like to say a few words. Eternal Glory. That is what awaits the Student who wins the TriWizard Tournament. But to do this the Student must survive three tasks. Three extremely dangerous tasks. To explain all this we have the Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Mr. Bartemus Crouch..." As soon as anyone heard Crouches name the chatter began again this time because we weren't in the least interested in what he had to say, well apart from the guys who were horrified to hear that they weren't old enough to compete, eventually Crouch stopped talking and dumbledore came back up to the stand, silence fell for the third time that evening this time he stepped towards something that I hadn't noticed until now which was covered in a cloth, dumbledore pulled out his wand and flicked it so that the cloth sped into the air and revealed a shimmering golden cup with a blue flame hovering inside it, "The Goblet of Fire! Anyone wishing to submit themselves to the tournament need only write their name upon a piece of parchment and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not do so lightly! If chosen, there's no turning back. As from this moment, The Triwizard Tournament has begun!" the whole hall erupted into cheers and some of the guys in the year above had already taken out pieces of paper from their pockets and had started writing out their names with ready-ink quills.

That night in the common room the main topic of conversation was the triwizard tournament and the arrival of the baubatons girls and durmstrang guys, the only people not raving about the mayhem were a small group of people sat my the fire in a circle Included in this circle were Harry, Hermione, Ron (who was in fact over the top annoyed that he couldn't compete but didn't want to sit on his own so was instead sulking on the couch, Leah and me. Harry, Hermione and Leah who had become smitten with harry were talking about their lesson timetables and harry was trying to work out how much time he had for quiditch. I on the other hand was sat on the couch with Ron, I was pretty bored and shattered after today's random outbursts of excitement from the girls about the durmstrangs and guys trying to look cool around the baubattons. Ron and i had been friends since the first year and to be honest I was finding it hard not to notice that he was becoming much less weedy every time i saw him, his arms were now much thicker than they had been and his chest had lost the soft poutiness it had once held and was now more of a firm pillow for my tired head, this was one thing that Ron and i had never had a problem with, proximity for some reason we were just naturally comfortable together and i loved that. There was something strange about that night though because i blinked and every one disappeared "hey sleepy" said Ron to me with one of his sweet cheesy grins, I rubbed my eyes, realising that i must have fallen asleep on him "what time is it?" i asked "quarter to eleven" he said stroking a piece of hair out of my eyes, i realised at that moment than we were totally alone. the fire was mow burnt down to simmering embers and the room was dark with only a few beams of moon light coming in through the window, it was, admittedly very romantic, which unfortunately did not help me to justify what happened next. I sat up, my hand was still against his chest and when i sat up i found that i didn't really want to move it, I looked up at Ron who was watching me with his blue eyes and suddenly i wasn't myself anymore my cheeks were heating up and through my tired eyes i could see his face in the fire light, it was chiseled, and handsome, Ron had grown up and he wasn't a boy anymore. I wasn't a little girl anymore, not a first year with ginger hair and freckles i was now a forth year with fiery red hair and green eyes with smooth well moisturised skin. I couldn't help it, i had no control, i reached up pressed my hand lightly to his cheek and kissed him.