Chapter 1
Albus Dumbledore stood in the Great Hall feeling the anticipation and excitement oozing off of the students from the three magical schools sitting before him.
Raising his hand to silence the muttering and whispering students he quickly glanced on them, when his eyes subconsciously landed on the 'Golden Trio' who seemed to be snickering and throwing quick glances all in the same direction. Turning he found the source of their entertainment and saw the pair of Hogwarts Pranksters looking unusually pleased. Fred and George Weasley were sitting amongst their fellow Gryffindors with a wide smirk smeared across their faces not uncommon for the pair but he however still felt a silent dread for the incoming prank based on their mischievous expresses.
Finally, he had caught the students attention and they all silenced quickly realising that the moment they all had waited for was about to be announced. Albus Dumbledore took a few steps toward the Goblet of Fire and placed his hand upon it, his hands shaking slightly.
He stepped back again and the students around him had all subconsciously leaned forward, the excitement almost too much for some of them as they found themselves on the edges of their seats. And finally, a paper shot up in the air and they let out a gasp of surprise at the flames shooting up, and watched as the paper slowly feel down, Dumbledore caught it and read the name on the paper before speaking in a loud and clear voice.
"The Durmstrang Champion is-" He made a dramatic turn toward the Durmstrang students and exclaimed "Victor Krum!"
All three schools went into an uproar as they started chanting "Krum! Krum! Krum!" The usually broody and stoic Quidditch Star stood proudly and surprisingly grinning and smiling as he made his way toward the Hogwarts Headmaster while several of his fellow classmates gave him a pat on the shoulder and back while congratulating him.
Dumbledore smiled, pleased with the chosen champion and shook the student's hand watched as the Quidditch Star left the hall. And once again silence fell over the room as the new paper shot up.
Dumbledore once again caught the paper, this time a blue one and turned it and read.
"The Beauxbatons Champion is- Fleur Delacour." And once again the students applauded but it was a clear change from the previous one and one could even catch glimpses of a couple of girls from Beauxbatons crying- and definitely not happy tears from the looks of glares they shot their classmate.
Fleur Delacour walked up to the Professor and the usually icy look on her face had melted and a small smile was gracing her face as she shook the Professors hand and as the previous Champion left the hall.
And finally, what Dumbledore had waited for. The Hogwarts Champion. The excitement was bubbling inside of him as he watched with anticipation as the last paper shot up in the air and his widened as he quickly grasped the paper - and said.
"And The Hogwarts Champion is," He said unable to hold the excitement out of his voice, and heard a pair of snickers but paid them no mind as he turned the paper over and read. Dumbledore stared dumbfoundingly on the paper and read it over and over again and mumbled it out silently but loud in the hush and quiet hall "...Your Mom."
And as though on command the hall fell into a burst of laughter so great that tears were trickling down the students' cheeks and only intensifying as he exclaimed loudly and angrily "ALRIGHT WHO WROTE THIS?!" and of course, oh, of course, he should have realised it sooner as everyone was congratulating the Twins.