"This year is a very special year," Dumbledore said beginning his speech once everyone was seated at their tables, "we will be participating in the tri-wizard cup this year. Two other wizard schools will be staying with us this year for the tri-wizard cup. Please welcome the Bobatons."

A group of young women entered wearing blue uniforms. All the guys' heads turned to watch as they passed. Hermione and I just rolled our eyes.

"And Durmstang," Dumbledore announced.

"Look, that's Krum. He's the best quidage player I've seen." Ron pointed out to me.

"I know Ron, you're always telling me about him all the time." I didn't bother to look up at Krum since I already knew way more than I wanted to thanks to Ron.

"Welcome all, this year we will be participating in the tri-wizard tournament. There will be three trials," Dumbledore said as he pulled off a cloth hiding a giant goblet-like thing, "this is the goblet of fire it will be choosing one participant from each school. This is a very dangerous event so only people of the age of seventeen may participate."

Groans and complaints were heard from all around the room. I just rolled my eyes it wasn't that bad they were just trying to protect people.

"That's not fair," Ron complained.

"I'm kinda glad that only those who are 17 can participate," I stated off hand.

Ron and Harry gave me a dumbfounded look.

"What? This way I don't have to worry that one of you are going to get your head ripped off or something!" I exclaimed.

Hermione stated, "I agree with Amy."

More grumbles came from Ron as the dinner went on.

~TS~

"Hermione, I have a major problem," Amy confessed.

"Besides needing to change the bandages of your wounds?" Hermione asked as she removed the bandages from her friend's back.

"Yeah besides that," Amy sighed.

Hermione rubbed ointment on the giant cuts as she stated, "somehow I have the feeling it deals with a certain redhead."

"You know everything Herms," Amy commented.

"Almost," she stated, "but when it comes to your problems yes I know everything."

"Then help me," Amy whined.

"I am helping you," Hermione mimicked Amy as she redressed her wounds.

"Not with my back but with him," Amy pouted.

"You're pathetic," Hermione stated.

"So you have told me for the hundredth time."

Hermione finished with the wounds before helping her friend sit up to look her in the eye.

"Just tell him how you feel," she stated simply.

"I can't do that!" Amy exclaimed.

Hermione shook her head.

~TS~

Ron lay on his bed contemplating many things.

HaH"what are you thinking about?" Harry asked his friend.

Ron turned on his side slightly still hugging his pillow to him.

"What do you think Amy thinks of me?" Ron asked.

"Like a friend, I don't know I can't read her mind," Harry replied.

Ron returned to looking at the wall on his stomach.

"Will you just tell her how you fell and end my suffering," Harry stressed as he flopped down onto his bed.

Ron jumped up and exclaimed, "Impossible!"

Harry rolled his eyes as the male.

"I'm going to bed," with that he rolled over and fell asleep.

Ron returned to lying down and hugged his pillow close before falling into his most common dream of his Amy.