All eyes turned to him in almost accusing glares. Harry gripped his chair tightly and looked around for support. Ron turned like he refused to look at him and Hermione, for once, was at a loss of words.

"Harry Potter," Dumbledore called once more. This seemed to snap Hermione out of her trance "Go!" she hissed. She gave him a shove and he fell to the doorway in the middle of the great hall. Stumbling and tripping dazedly, he went up to the stage where Dumbledore watched coldly. That look was seen many times, but never to his students. Never to him. Harry stepped up the stage nervously. He had faced so many dangers, but this seemed to be worse.

"Harry, please go to the champions room and await further instructions," spoke Dumbledore. As he went he spotted the usually charming Madame Maxime glaring at him. He supposed the goblet wasn't supposed to pick four champions. He hadn't put his name in the goblet. He hadn't, he hadn't! Walking down the stairs he coughed slightly to show the champions that there was another champion, one much younger than them. They turned around and all gasped, even the kind, soft-hearted Cedric Diggory.

"Uh, Harry, what are you doing here?" murmured Cedric.

Harry was too afraid to talk; otherwise he might just tear up with all the accusing looks. So not Harry like. In fact, the only person who didn't seem to care was Kagome, but she probably never cared about anyone but herself. He had no idea what Hermione saw in her, maybe Kagome bewitched her. He gave them an awkward smile. Harry jumped as the sound of footsteps got louder and louder, there seemed to be yelling and Harry knew immediately it was about him.

"This isn't fair! Two Hogwarts champions!"

"He's just a boy!"

"This is an outrage!"

Harry wriggled nervously and watched as Dumbledore shook him, "Did you or did you not put your name in the goblet?"

"I didn't!" said Harry firmly.

Dumbledore looked into his eyes, before sighing and turning to the other headmasters.

"I believe him," he bellowed. Harry felt a wave of happiness wash over him. Dumbledore believed in him. Come on, that had to count for something. He turned to the other three champions, looking at their unhappy smiles. There were a few murmurs from the headmasters before Barty Crouch took over.

"Just leave him be," sighed Barty. There was a small nervous twitch from Mad-eye Moody, but it was gone before he could Harry could blink. The headmasters grunted, clearly not content with this idea. However, Barty's stern face made them reluctantly oblige. The other champions, especially Fleur and Victor, gave a few signs of protest, but after a glare from their headmasters they turned around. Harry couldn't help but smirk.

Take that.

After that it seemed to take a turn for the worst. Fred and George Weasley broke into identical grins.

"Mate, how did you manage that?" they questioned.

Harry frowned, "I didn't." They left with disappointed looks, clearly not believing a word of what Harry was saying.

Cedric Diggory looked at him, bewildered.

"So," he coughed, "How…um…did you…do it?"

Harry's face turned red, "I didn't do it. What have I been saying in the last few hours?"

Cedric turned red, "Oh, um, of course."

After that kids started to back away, but there was still the three quarters that either shot him angry looks or patted him on the back.

"I DIDN'T PUT MY NAME IN THE GOBLET!" Harry bellowed.

Ron looked at him nastily, "Yeah, right, of course."

Harry shot him a glare. Not his best friend!

"Doesn't care to tell little tag-along Ron, his best mate, how he put his name into the goblet."

"Look," said Harry, trying to stay calm, "I didn't put my name into the goblet."

Ron just stormed off.

Harry put his head in his hands.

Why me?

Kagome stared blankly at Harry, she trusted him. She knew he didn't put his name in the goblet. Probably when they see the first task everyone will trust him. Kagome turned and looked coldly at Moody. He smirked. Anger boiled inside her, before she controlled herself. She didn't care about the boy; she was just doing a favour. That's all! There was a tap on her shoulder.

"What?" she growled. She was in a bad mood.

"Please, I'm sorry," Draco pleaded. Kagome immediately got up to walk away.

"Look, it's my Slytherin pride!"

Kagome turned to face him. "Look nothing!" she cried, "I help you, protect you and what do you do? You turn your back on me. Yes I'm changing now! I feel…lighter and happier, but I thought you liked me for who I am. Not because I serve the Dark Lord! What if Gryffindor changed me back to who I was before? When I could still use my miko powers, not the magic powers I have now, because I was pure. What if I don't go back to the Dark Lord? If you don't like me anymore than when I was completely tainted, then I don't like you either."

Draco drew back, stunned.

"I-I didn't know you felt that way," Draco confessed, "I'm sorry, Kagome."

Kagome stood up to walk away. Draco bit his lip in sadness.

"Well?" grunted Kagome.

Draco blinked, "Well what?"

"Coming?" called Kagome, "I mean it's not everyday that THE Slytherin prince says sorry."

Draco hurried to catch up and rolled his eyes. In response, Kagome stuck out her tongue childishly.

This, thought Draco, this is how it's meant to be.

Harry kicked the dirt angrily. Stupid Ron, stupid goblet, stupid EVERYTHING!

"Harry, I'm sure he doesn't mean it. Ron, I mean," said a soft voice. It was Hermione.

Harry just grunted.

"Want to take a walk?" she offered. Harry stilled before nodding.

"Good idea," he said.

They walked down to the lake, even spotting the giant squid.

"Have you seen Ron?" Harry asked.

"Uh…yeah," Hermione hesitated.

"Does he still think I entered?"

"No!" said Hermione quickly, "…Not really."

"What's that supposed to mean, not really?"

"Oh, Harry," said Hermione despairingly, "He's jealous!"

"Jealous!" said Harry incredulously, "Of what?"

"Look," said Hermione patiently, "It's always you who gets the attention, you know it is. I know it's not your fault," she added quickly "But Ron always has to compete what with so many siblings and then his best friend enters something so famous. Well, you know…"

"No I don't know!" Snarled Harry, "I hope he'll stop when I break my neck."

"That's not funny Harry," Hermione said softly, "Not funny at all."

"So what should I do?"

"Tell Sirius."

"He might get into trouble. No way-"

"He'll want you to tell him," cut Hermione.

Harry took a deep breath, "Alright I'll tell him."

Hermione beamed, "Ask Ron if you can borrow his owl. It will be too risky to take Hedwig."

"I'm not asking Ron anything."

"Use a school owl then," Hermione said tiredly.

They went the Owlery as Harry sat down to write and Hermione to pick a good owl.

Dear Sirius,

You told me to keep you posted on what's happening at Hogwarts, so here goes-I don't know if you've heard, but the Triwizard Tournament's happening this year and on Saturday night I got picked as a fourth champion. I don't know who put my name in the Goblet of Fire, because I didn't. The other Hogwarts champion is Cedric Diggory from Hufflepuff.

Hope you're OK, and Buckbeak-Harry.

Harry jogged up to Hermione to find an owl. Hedwig fluttered down proudly.

"I can't use you," Harry told her.

At this, Hedwig hooted furiously. Harry reached out to pet her, but she turned and gave him a nip before flying back up.

"First Ron, then you," said Harry, angrily. "This isn't my fault."

Hello readers! I love you all! :) Now the poll has been closed and the winner is...Draco with Victor Krum in a close second. Since Victor was so close I will be having a few scenes with him and Kaggie. So, um, Kagome doesn't actually have her miko powers, she has magic powers now because a miko has to be pure. She is still powerful though. Poor Harry, he's having a pretty hard time. Also, anything you don't understand ask me. I'll be replying to all my reviews in this story personally. Till next time~

Tenshi 'Gome ^w^