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Hermione entered the Gryffindor common room as quietly as she could.
Suddenly some pulled her into a hug. She looked into Ginny's bright brown eyes and Ginny was beaming from ear to ear.
"Can you believe this happened? Hogwarts has got to win now what with you AND Cedric competing." Ginny said to her.
Hermione just looked down at the floor.
She tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear and looked up into all of her fellow students eyes.
They all looked so expectant, so proud that Gryffindor had a chance of winning.
She smiled slightly but her smile dropped when she noticed Ron and Harry in the corner of the room.
They both had their heads down and refused to meet Hermione's eyes.
She raised an eyebrow at them and brushed passed Ginny to get to them.
Hermione stood between where they were sitting and stared at them.
They both avoided her gaze.
"Are you two OK?" She asked them.
Neither of them said anything. Harry looked up at her but dropped his head down quickly.
"What is up with you pair?" She demanded.
"How about the fact that you have moaned about that competition for weeks and weeks then conveniently your name comes out the Goblet? As well as that Digger guys name." Ron said, finally looking at Hermione.
Hermione stared at them both in shock.
"I didn't ask for name to come out the Goblet. I did not want any part of this competition; I just put my name in for fun. Everyone else was doing it." She said, trying not to cry again.
"Oh come off it, Hermione. You have never been the girl who followed the crowd." Ron scoffed at her.
Hermione had no come back to that because Ron was right.
Deep down she had no idea why she put her name in the Goblet. Maybe she did it thinking her name would never come out. The odds must have been like 700 to 1.
"What hex did you use to make sure your name came out?" Harry finally piped up.
Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing.
Even her two best friends, or so called best friends, believed she had cheated somehow.
Hermione had never cheated in her entire life and she wasn't about to so she could compete in some life threatening tournament.
"I didn't." was simply all she said.
Ron rolled his eyes at her.
She threw him a dirty look before retreating to her room and throwing herself straight onto the bed.
Hermione made her way to the Great Hall for breakfast and straight away everyone stared to look at her.
She could hear all the Hufflepuffs whispering rude things about her and giving her the most evil looks out of everyone.
"Gryffindor were never gonna let Hufflepuff have the glory for once were they? Cheats." She heard some say.
She span on her heels and ran out of Hogwarts.
Hermione sat herself down by the lake and looked out across it.
She wished she had her time turner to go back in time and not put her name in that damn cup.
None of this would have happened then.
"I brought you a croissant." She heard a voice behind her say.
She turned round to see Cedric standing above her.
He sat down next to her and handed her the croissant.
She took it from and mouth thanks.
"It'll all die down soon anyway." Cedric said.
"Are you not mad at me?" Hermione asked him.
Cedric chuckled and shook his head.
"Nah, I don't care as long as it's a Hogwarts champion. The houses shouldn't compete." He said.
She whispered thanks again.
Cedric got to his feet and put of his hand for Hermione to grab.
"Come on. We got that photo shoot for the Daily Prophet to do." He smiled.
Hermione sighed a disapproving sigh and put her hand in Cedric's allowing him to pull her to her feet.
Some photographer was pushing Hermione all over the place and she was starting to lose her cool with him.
He pushed her closer to Cedric who was standing next to her so their shoulders were touching.
He messed with Fleur's already perfect hair and made Viktor put one foot in front of the other.
"Perfect." He finally said.
The photographer starting taking pictures ordering them all to smile and after about 20 flashes of the camera, he lifted his head to look at them.
"Great." He smiled, before hastily leaving the room.
Hermione sighed loudly. She has classes to get to couldn't this guy hurry things up a bit.
"Oh iz the cheatin' girl getting fed up 'ith her fame already." Fleur sneered.
Hermione looked down at Fleur, who was sitting on a chair in front of all the other champions.
"I have classes that I need to get to actually." Hermione answered back.
Fleur laughed at Hermione.
"You can forget your classes while you are competing." Fleur said, just before the photographer came out again.
"OK guys done for today. Dumbledore insists you all get to your classes." He said, looking almost downtrodden.
Hermione grabbed her bag and went to make a hasty exit but someone grabbed her arm.
"I… erm… wish you good… luck. No hard… feelings." Viktor said to her, though she could tell his English wasn't very good.
Hermione smiled at him.
"Thanks."
Viktor smiled back and let go of Hermione's arm before leaving the room.
Cedric came over to Hermione.
"What did he want?" He asked her.
Hermione just shook her head and left the room as well.
On the way to lunch, Hermione bumped into someone.
She looked up in Draco Malfoy's black eyes and went to push past him but he grabbed her arm.
"How dare some filthy mud blood enter the competition? It's disgusting you were picked." He sneered at her.
"Like your opinion matters anyway Malfoy." She said back, yanking her arm out of his grip.
"No-one here supports you mud blood, you might as well quit!" Malfoy shouted after her.
Hermione tried hard to fight back the tears but she wasn't having much luck.
Hermione immersed herself in the book she had picked out in the library though she had read it a hundred times before.
Truth was she missed Harry and Ron. She needed them to support her but they had turned their backs on her like everyone else.
She didn't understand all the backlash. How did her name also come out the cup?
Someone must have jinxed the goblet to make that happen.
But who? Who would want Hermione to compete in the competition?
She sighed and shook her head, going back to her book. The words had started to merge together to make black blobs and her head started to hurt.
She slammed the book shut. How was she suppose to read with a million one things going through her head?
"Got something on your mind?" She heard Cedric say.
She looked at him and he smiled at her.
She smiled slightly back and held her head in her hands.
Cedric sat next to her and place a reassuring hand on her back.
"Hermione, it really isn't as bad as you think it is." He said.
She snapped her head towards him.
"Why are you being so nice?" She asked him.
He chuckled the most adorable chuckle and Hermione felt her stomach do a little flip.
"It's call sympathy. It's not your fault your name came out the goblet. Maybe it's just fate that both you and I were to compete in this competition." He explained.
Hermione looked into Cedric's blue eyes and she felt herself melt.
"Thank you." She whispered.
"Plus we got to work together through this. Your brains and my brawn means Hogwarts can walk this." He laughed.
Hermione laughed with and realized it was the first time she had laughed in two days.
Cedric made her relax about the whole competition. Suddenly with him around it didn't seem quite so scary.
"You're right. Hogwarts is gonna win." She said.
Cedric smiled a crooked smile and Hermione's stomach did another little flip.
"That's the spirit." Cedric pulled Hermione into a hug and she embraced it.
Hermione walked up to Gryffindor common room and smiled for the first time in ages.
As she entered the common room and walked the stairs up to her dormitory she thought more about Cedric and how he made he feel.
Suddenly she stopped outside her dormitory door.
No, she couldn't fall for him. The last thing she needed to do right now was fall for a boy when her mind had another things swirling around it.
She got into bed and smiled to herself again.
Having said that, Cedric was no ordinary boy.