Hello everyone! I wanted to post this first chapter way earlier but as I said in one of my chapters in my other fic (The Aftermath: Year Eight), my twin sister was hospitalized and she isn't doing very well; she was in a car crash. Anyway, I've been spending a lot of time with her but finally got enough time to finish up this first chapter. :)

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"The champion for Durmstrang will be Viktor Krum," Professor Dumbledore called out.

Cheers erupted about the Great Hall. Fred and George sat on the edge of their seats, waiting anxiously for the Hogwarts champions to be announced.

"The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!"

More cheering. Fred grasped George's hand; George squeezed back.

"The Hogwarts champion is..."

Two small pieces of parchment drifted away from the goblet. George blinked several times. Why were there... two?

"Fred and George Weasley." His voice boomed throughout the room. No one spoke. The twins couldn't believe their ears.

"They're not seventeen!" someone blurted out, breaking the silence. Nobody acknowledged this. Dumbledore beckoned the twins up to him.

"Did you two put your names in the goblet?" he hissed when they reached him.

"Yes sir," Fred responded, grinning ear to ear.

"People die in this tournament, Mr. Weasley, this is not a laughing matter!" Professor McGonagall scolded. This only made Fred's grin wider.

"She speaks the truth," Mad-Eye Moody growled. "You won't be laughing once one of you dies and the other is left alone!"

Fred's grin faded quickly and George's eyes widened with fear.

"Zey can't compete," Fleur declared, her eyes narrowed. Viktor nodded in agreement.

"I'm afraid they have no choice," Barty Crouch said calmly. "The rules are unchanged."

"It is completely unfair," Professor Snape argued. "They always break the rules and it is time they received proper punishment."

"I respect you, Severus, but Barty has the final say," Ludo Bagman interjected.

"They are only boys!" Professor McGonagall shrieked suddenly.

"On the contrary, Minerva, they will be of age in April," Dumbledore responded.

"Hogwarts cannot have two champions," Karkaroff said darkly. "Choose one."

George seized Fred's hand. "No way," he replied, his voice rising slightly. "We're both doing it."

"Indeed. Now, on with the instructions..." Mr. Crouch replied simply.

After the instructions had been explained, the champions were sent off to bed. Fred and George walked in silence for a few seconds, unable to produce words.

"I can't believe we did it," George finally said. "This is going to be a very...interesting year."

Fred chuckled. "Yeah. I think I'll be the winner."

"Course not!" George punched his brother's shoulder mockingly. "It's obviously gonna be me."

"We'll just have to wait and see," Fred answered mischievously, his eyes twinkling.

Please don't kill me, I know it's maddeningly short. I have an insane case of writer's block. Anyway, next chapter will be up very soon if I get a few reviews because they are HUGE motivators! Review, review, review with your comments and suggestions but please keep the criticism CONSTRUCTIVE!