Chapter 7 is up guys! Hope you all like it – loving the reviews btw – they really put a smile on my face

I don't own Harry Potter :'( I wish i did

Lilli x

Hermione was walking along the 3rd floor corridor, heading to the photo and interview session she had with the rest of the champions and the judges when she heard a shout.

"Hey, Minnie? Isnt it?" a voice called and Hermione turned around, seeing a tall, good looking boy with black messy hair, deep blue eyes and a devilish smile behind her.

"Well, its Hermione, but yeah..."

"Kool, knew i'd got it right! I'm Roger Davies, Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain?" he said, smiling at her

"Uh, yeah..."

"Well done at getting Beauxbatons champion, you'll do amazingly!" Davies cut her off, grinning again.

"Hermione!" George yelled, seeing her and walking over

"You're really pretty, yknow that?" Davies said suddenly and Hermione stopped walking and looked at him. Talk about blunt! Luckily, George caught up with her at that moment so Davies couldn't carry on talking.

"See you around then, Princess!" called Roger, giving her one last dazzling smile and a wink as he walked off in the oppersite direction.

"What did he want?" asked George, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"No idea, he just started talking to me!"

"Well, you ARE beauxbaton champion!" George laughed but he still looked jealous as they walked up the 2nd floor corridor.

"Yeah, but if i'd know i'd have boys randomly coming up to talk to me everytime i walked down a corridor i wouldn't have put my name in!" Hermione laughed

"Sounds like you need a knight in shining armour!"

" I've already got one... its it more like a weasley with a shining smile!" giggled Hermione and linked her arm with george's "What did you want again?"

"Oh, yeah... wait, i'll give you this, it'll explain all, just make sure no one sees it! Got to dash, i'll be late for Charms and Flitwick will kill me! Love you!" George said in a rush, handing her a piece of paper and then picking her up and swinging her around, before dashing down the corridor

"Okay! Love you to!" Hermione laughed as he disspeared down the corridor. She made sure no one was looking and then opened the piece of paper;

Heya Mione!

Meet me at the enterance hall, at 11 tonight. Make sure you wrap up warm, and for goodness sake make sure no-one see's you. Oh, and don't tell anyone either! Espically not Ron! Or your friends – i know what those French girls are like?x Enjoy your photo's & interviews

George xxxx

Hermione laughed, tucked the piece of paper into her blazer pocket and carried on walking to the transfiguration room that the photos were being taken in. I wonder why George wants me to meet him at 11? She wondered as she walked into the room.

"Hiya Hermy!" a voice called and she went to stand next to Harry, who had called to her "You alright?"

"Yeah, thanks, you? Must have been a shock for you!"

"Wait... you don't believe I put my name in?"

"Uh, no. Harry, come on... i've known you for how long? No way would you do that!"

"Madame Maxime, doesn't seem to think so."

"Ignore her, she's just worried you might beat me!"

"There's no chance of that, you're amazing!"

"Ha, you'd be surprised!" Hermione laughed, just as Rita Skeeter walked into the room, followed by her photographer. Her bright blonde hair had been twisted into perfect ringlets that came to just below her ears and she was wearing a long, emerald green dress with a matching slightly darker coat which had a fur collar. She strolled into the center of the room, and stared at the 4 champions.

"Hello, i am Rita Skeeter, journalist for the daily prophet, and witch weekley, of course, you all know that!" she smiled, almost sinsterly at them all "Its you, we don't know."

She walked around them all, as if inspecting them "Right, shall we start with the beauty?" she said, grabbed Hermione's arm and pulled her into a small cupboard, off the main room. Hermione sat down on box as Rita and her photographer sat infront of her, grinning.

"So, lovely, you are?"

"Hermione Granger.."

"And you, are the Beauxbatons champion, the only girl in this competition, nervous?"

"Um, yeah, i suppose..."

"But, you aren't just ordinary girl are you?"

"Well, actually, i thought i..."

"You are a stunningly, model like girl, who, as my sources say, is already being trailed by many adoring boys?" Rita asked and looked at her, as the photographer took a photo

"Yes.. but..."

"And, is it true that you were once a Gryfinndor, here at Hogwarts..."

"Yes i was..."

"And left because of horrendous bullying..."

"I wouldn't say..."

"Do you hate being back at the school that's students hurt you..."

"They didn't..."

"Lovely dear... and just one thing... what make up do you use?"

Sighing angrily, Hermione got up and walked out of the broom cupboard, slamming the door behind her. As she walked past Cedric, who had just been called forward she whispered

"Be careful, she doesn't let you get a bloody word in edge ways and she puts the words into your mouth!"

He grinned at her, mouthing thankyou and then walked into the broom cupboard. Hermione, left the room and walked back to down towards the carriages, muttering about how Rita Skeeter was a selfish, gossiping cow, who needed to get her roots done properly.

So, why does George need to meet Hermione at 11? And what was Roger Davies doing, chatting her up! Review please, it means so much and im working on the next chapter

Lilli x