Since MinveraWhite complained, the POV changes will be proceeded by line breakers.

Chapter 11

Katherine spent Halloween singing all sorts of happy songs. Hermione was very amused by this. Harry was very annoyed and angered by this. Katherine had to sit with the Gryffindors for the choosing of the champions. She blew Cedric a kiss.

"The Goblet is just about ready to choose the champions." Dumbledore said. He used his wand to blow out every light in the Great Hall so that only the light from the Goblet illuminated the Hall.

The Goblet of Fire produced a pink fire and rocketed a piece of parchment out of it. The parchment fluttered down like a graceful little bird into Dumbledore's hand.

"The champion for Beauxbatons, Miss Fleur Delacour!" Dumbledore said. A beautifully stunning blond haired girl floated towards the chamber near the teacher's table. Ron started drooling.

The Goblet went pick again and rocketed the second piece of parchment out of it. The parchment charged down like it was riding a Firebolt.

"The champion for Durmstrang, Mr. Viktor Krum!" Dumbledore said. Viktor Krum waddled towards the chamber Fleur Delacour had disappeared behind. Cue fan-girl Ron.

The Goblet went pink and rocketed the last piece of parchment out of it. Katherine held her breath and crossed her fingers. It floated down not too fast and not too slow.

"The champion for Hogwarts, Mr. Cedric Diggory!" Dumbledore said. The Hall erupted with cheers, but none as loud as the Hufflepuffs and Katherine. Cedric got up and ran over to the Gryffindor table. He pulled Katherine up into his arms and kissed her.

Firecrackers exploded wonderfully in her head. Cedric's lips were so wonderfully warm and his body was so wonderfully warm. He pulled away and walked as if he was two thousand feet in the air.

Katherine swayed a little and then clapped even more enthusiastically. She was the last one clapping when Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak again. Katherine sat down, grinning like an idiot.

The Goblet went pink again. The mood in the Great Hall changed. A parchment shot out and Dumbledore caught it.

"Harry Potter," The Headmaster whispered, and then started to shout. "Harry Potter!"

Harry sat petrified in his seat. Hermione pushed him and he walked slowly to the chamber. Katherine looked at Hermione.

"Why is it always Harry?" Katherine whispered.

Katherine was hiding in front of the boys' dormitory waiting for Harry to come back from the meeting with the champions. She recognized his grunting and grumbling as he went up the stairs. She didn't know why he was complaining because the Gryffindors threw him an awesome party. She popped out, but he was staring at her shoes.

"No, I didn't put my name in the Goblet." Harry said frustrated. Katherine sighed.

"I know you didn't." Katherine said. Harry looked up in surprise.

"You don't?" He said.

"I know that you didn't." She threw a blank piece of parchment into his hands. "You let me borrow the Map, remember?"

"You were spying on me?" Harry asked.

"Don't flatter yourself." Katherine teased as she pulled out a parchment. "I used it to watch who put their name in the Goblet. Then I wrote down their name, school, year, House if they're from Hogwarts, and age. I created a pretty good gambling business."

"Katherine, if you need money . . ."

"No. If I want money, I just ask Lucius for it, but I don't want to take any more money than I have to."

"So, you really believe me?" Harry asked.

"Harry, I was watching the Map all day, you went nowhere near the Goblet. Besides, the tournament isn't all fun and games. Hermione and I have been reading up on it, and . . . well . . . good luck."

Hermione and Katherine brought Harry a stack of toast and they went out on the grounds. They sat under the tree by the lake. Katherine noticed that Harry looked very relieved that Hermione believed him.

"Was Ron at breakfast?" Harry asked.

"Yes." Hermione answered uncomfortably. Katherine looked out on to the lake, signaling that she did not want to be part of this conversation.

"Does he still not believe me?" Harry asked.

"Of course he believes, but he's jealous." Hermione said. Katherine muttered something that sounded like "Stupid prat."

"Jealous?" Harry said dubious.

"Well, it's always you, not that there's anything wrong with that." Hermione said quickly. "But Ron's got all those brothers, and you're his best friend. He always gets pushed aside when people see, but this was one time too many."

"Well, you can tell him -"

"I'm not telling him anything. You can tell him yourself."

"Harry, d'you what we should do?" Katherine said changing the subject.

"Kick Ron's butt?" Harry suggested. Katherine smiled amused.

"No, write Sirius." Katherine said.

"Yes, I have a quill and parchment with me." Hermione said brightening now that the subject had changed.

"No! He came back to the country when he heard my scar hurt. He'll probably burst into the castle if he hears about the tournament." Harry protested.

"Harry," Katherine said shaking her head sadly. "If you haven't noticed, you're famous. The Daily Prophet is probably having strokes because of the publicity."

"So, Sirius is going to find out anyways, but he'd rather hear it from you." Hermione said.

"Fine, but what owl will I use? Sirius said not to use Hedwig." Harry said.

"You can ask Ron to borrow Pig." Hermione said. Pig was Ron's owl Sirius got him. His real name is Pigwidgeon, Ginny named him before Ron could.

"I'm not asking Ron for anything." Harry said coolly.

"Then use one of the school owls, anyone can use them." Hermione said. The three walked to the owlery. Harry wrote his letter with Katherine looking over his shoulder.

Dear Sirius,

The Triwizard Tournament is happening at Hogwarts this year and on Saturday night I got picked as a fourth champion. I didn't put my name in the Goblet of Fire and I don't know who did. The other Hogwarts champion is Cedric Diggory, a Hufflepuff.

Hope you and Buckbeak are okay,

Harry

Katherine grabbed the quill from Harry.

P.S. Cedric is really cute and wonderful.

Harry stole the quill back.

That was Katherine.

Cedric Diggory was undoubtedly the most popular school champion. He was the perfect picture of a champion; with his gray striking eyes, his dark hair that fitted perfectly around his aristocratic face, and his tall handsome frame.

And Katherine hated it.

Stupid six year girls (who had been in his class for five years!) were now begging him for his autograph. He was always surrounded by a large group of girls.

After Charms, Katherine, Hermione, and Harry were walking to lunch. Cedric walked by with another large group of girls giggling at something Cedric said, that wasn't even funny. Katherine's face twisted and she quickly walked into the Great Hall with Hermione and Harry struggling to keep up.

"You should have seen this coming, Katherine." Hermione said as she sat down.

"Shut up." Katherine said quietly and quickly. She tensed as she heard the giggling girls. Cedric and the giggling girls sat at the Hufflepuff table, right across from Katherine's back.

"Cedgy!" One of the girls whined in a high pitched voice. "Come with me to Hogsmeade and we can visit Madame Puddifoot's."

Katherine's face contorted. She stood up, grabbed her bag, and loudly walked away. She stopped at the very end of the Ravenclaws' table and sat next to Fleur Delacour.

"Zat Cedric est cute." Fleur said. Katherine smiled a little.

"Il est." Katherine said looking down at her plate.

"Aimes-tu il?" Fleur said when she realized Katherine spoke some French.

"Oui." Katherine smiled and started blushing.

"Il t'aime." Fleur said. Katherine turned as red as the Weasleys' hair.

"No." Katherine said, refusing to look up.

"'e doez." Fleur put her hand on Katherine's chin and forced her to look up. "It getz better."

"Those twits over there," Katherine jerked her head to the gaggle of girls. "Won't leave Cedric alone."

"Katherine," A quiet voice said from behind her. She recognized his smell and tensed.

"Yes?" She said turning slowly around.

"Walk with me?" Cedric offered his arm and a dazzling smile. Katherine looked uncertainly at Fleur.

"Alles." Fleur smiled encouragingly. Katherine placed her hand delicately in the crook of Cedric's arm and he led her away from the Great Hall.

Why is she with him? Harry thought. He's flirting with every girl that says hi.

But that was not true.