BPV

We filed in silently, everyone was about to hear their fate and from the sounds of it, it wasn't going to be nice. I looked around at the other wizarding schools as they nervously exchanged comments in languages I didn't understand.

"God, this is nerve-wracking, I just hope that Fred and George's beards mean that they didn't actually get picked," Ginny said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I don't think any goblet even a really mean one would let a recently unconscious boy enter," I joked, she smiled nervously. Then Dumbledore stepped up to the podium, and instantly all the nervous noises stopped.

"Welcome, welcome," Dumbledore's voice spread through the room, I was about to listen in when I looked across the table and saw Fred glance at me, I mouthed 'what?' and he pointed to Harry.

"Are you ok?" he whispered. I nodded absent-mindedly, and turned my attention back to Dumbledore.

"Now, out with the first name," he said. The goblet of fire crackled and fizzed and before my very eyes a slip of paper burst from the Goblet and floated down into Dumbledore's outstretched hand, "Victor Krum!" Everyone turned to look at the Quidditch champion as he stood up victorious and everyone applauded.

"Our second champion," the piece of paper fluttered down into his hand, "Fleur Delacour!" She gracefully stood up and smiled at the applause, Ron nearly fainted.

"Finally, Cedric Diggory!" I looked up as a boy who looked strangely similar to Edward, stood up and shook hands with another boy next to him; he looked around the hall, met eyes with me. I blushed, me, why me?

"Well, now we know all our contestants, let's support them as much as possible." Suddenly the goblet fizzed and cracked up again, everyone looked confused. Dumbledore looked at the slip of paper carefully. You could see him grow angrier and angrier by the second, "HARRY POTTER!" he barked. That set off a chain reaction. Harry looked surprised, everyone was silent, he slowly stood up, and Ron was glaring daggers at him. Dumbledore glanced at me. Harry slowly walked into the trophy room and as soon as that had happen the whole hall burst into rapid talk. I looked at Dumbledore nervously; he looked at me and almost ran into the trophy room.

"I don't think Harry entered," I said slowly.

"No, he probably just wanted more attention," Ron said and gritted his teeth.

"What? Ron, do you seriously think he wanted this?" I said appalled.

"Maybe, I don't know," Ron said.

"Look, I have the best reason not to stand up for him, but I don't think you know Harry if you think that," I said before I stood up and strode off.

Why am I standing up for Harry? I sank the floor of some random corridor, tucked my feet up and put my head face down on my knees. I then wrapped my arms around my legs. I stayed there for a couple of minutes, trying to figure my head… and heart out. I knew a large part of it was taken up by Edward, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that others were intruding it to. After a while I heard another body slump against the wall and slip down to my height so that he/she was sitting next to me. I could tell the person was cross-legged. I turned my head which was still on my knees to the side and with a start I realised Cedric Diggory was sitting next to me. He was looking straight ahead. Closer up I realised Cedric didn't look that similar to Edward, but there were certain similarities. I looked back at my knees.

"Are you OK?" Cedric said his voice was deep, but caring and… beautiful.

"Yes, no, maybe, you tell me," I said sighing. He laughed humourlessly.

"I'm the one entering the twi-wizard tournament, yet it seems you're the one who needs comforting," he said.

"But, when does anyone not have to be comforted for some reason or other?" I said miserably.

"When they're in love," he said quietly, we both looked up with a sigh. I leaned onto his shoulder and he put an arm around my shoulder. And then for some reason I was spilling my guts. I told him about Charlie, Renee and Phil. I told him about Mike, Jessica and Angela. I told him about Jacob. I told him about Forks. But, most importantly I told him about Edward. I told him about when Tyler almost ran me over. I told him about Edward's family. I told him about our meadow. I told him about James and how Edward saved me. I showed him my scar. I told him how Edward was a vampire. And most importantly I told him how much I loved Edward. I told him mostly every detail of my life. And then he told me his. He told me about his dad who always wanted him to do better. He told me about how he hadn't known his mother well before she died and that upset him and how the one girl he had ever liked left him for another guy. We listened carefully to each other the whole way through.

"Why am I telling you this?" he said after explaining how he was extremely nervous about the tournament.

"Because everyone needs someone to confide in," I said, "and the best people to do that are the ones you hardly know," I groaned when I looked at his watch and realised we had been there for hours.

"Do you think you will ever see this, Edward again?"

"I really hope not, it would just cause more pain, if I'm honest," I said, "Look I would really appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about this."

"Ditto," he said, "Probably best we do something now," he stood up and held out a hand to me, I groaned at how gorgeous he was and took his hand. He lifted me up and dusted me off. I smiled and waved. He did the same and both of us left… smiling.

Ok, what did u think also I'm adding Cedric to the voting thing! I know this was a bit weird but I felt someone should know Bellas life so review and vote vitual hugs and cookies to those who do