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The Goblet Of Fire

It really got to Annabeth, the prophecy incident. She spent hours and hours every night trying to decipher what Professor Trelawny had said. It also bothered her that the old woman had momentarily changed into the red head back at camp, Rachel.

No one saw the 'form changing' but the seven on the corner tables, and that meant that Harry, Ron and Hermione saw too. Maybe they would just think of it as a trick of the light, or magic.

But no. Soon after, the trio cornered Percy and asked him who Rachel was.

The son of Poseidon shrugged and answered, "Girl from camp, she's a lot like the nut bat, only her prophecies are usually true."

They believed this, and so they should have, as it was true, but they still seemed like they were on a mission to prove that the demigods were who they thought they were. And keeping their identity a secret was proving more difficult than before.

More important matters were at hand, though, as it was on that night that Dumbledore would be announcing those who would be competing in the TriWizard Tournament.

The seven of them sat at the Gryffindor table, while Grover sat with his friends at the Hufflepuff table and Nico on his own at the Slytherin.

Annabeth couldn't help but worry. What if Grover was picked? Pan pipes couldn't do everything! And what about Percy? He was absolutely hopeless when it came to plans, and Annabeth was pretty sure that they would need some sort of plan to get through this. And Annbeth didn't even know if Cathy could fight with a sword! They were in deep this time, not too deep, but very deep...

Dumbledore strode up to the front of the hall and clapped his hands as silence fell across the hall like a great fog.

"Now students, the time has come for us to select out competitors for the TriWizard Tournament!" Everyone started to talk hurriedly, before Dumbledore again clapped his hands, "And as you know, we have a few guests, so, as a polite man would say, guests first!"

He whipped out his wand and stepped before the Goblet of Fire.

The large cup's fire glowed a bright orange, and it illuminated the entire room. Everyone one was still, silent, waiting.

Then the fires turned a dazzling red and a small piece of paper shot from within it.

Dumbledore caught it with a swift wrist flick and held it up delicately, "Victor Krum!"

Cheers erupted from all across the room, and the Quidditch player (Annabeth ha recently learnt that Quidditch was a sport that wizards played on flying broomsticks) made his was to the front of the hall.

Dumbledore directed Krum to a door behind him and then turned back to the cup.

Once again, the fire became a blood red and another piece of paper floated into the headmasters hand.

"Fleur Delacour!"

Another round of cheering as the girl got up and made her way to the stage.

Hermione had told Annabeth that she suspected that Fleur was part veela, which Annabeth interpreted as 'A daughter of Aphrodite'.

Many boys were staring, Ron was, his mouth handing open. The daughter of Athena shot a look at her boyfriend, who was sitting there, wringing his hands. She smiled, that was her seaweed brain.

"Of course, those from Camp Pigsnoutwarts are not usual competitors so the goblet will be deciding which to choose last, so on with Hogwarts!"

The fire one again turned red and a piece of paper flew from within it.

"Cedric Diggory!"

The Hufflepuff rushed to the front and through the door.

"Now-" Dumbledore was cut off by the roaring fire glowing red.

The paper that flew from inside was one that the headmaster looked at with concern, and Annabeth knew instantly that the name on it was not one of the Demigods'.

"Harry Potter," Dumbledore read out.

Muttering to each other, the crowd turned to Harry.

Annabeth watched his expression go from shocked to confused and finally to something that could only be described as 'Well, that sucks.'

The dark haired, scarred boy stood up shakily and made his way to the front.

"The door, Harry," Eyes followed him as he stumbled over to the door, disappearing inside.

Everyone was still talking among themselves, everyone but Annabeth and her friends. They knew that something like this was going to happen, it was the reason that they were there.

After the noise had died down, Dumbledore spread his hands and said, "After that minor interruption, we shall continue."

Now for the demigods. Annabeth held her breath and crossed her fingers, not sure what she was hoping for.

The fire did not change the red like before, it instead went out, water bubbling from inside and spilling over the side. It pooled around the base of the goblet and shifted, foaming and frothing. Then it twisted and rose from the ground, taking the form of two people underwater, kissing. Annabeth gasped, it was her and Percy. Then the water shifted and she saw her and that very same son of Poseidon fighting side by side in... the place in which they had fallen. The look on her boyfriends face filled her with a sort of scared pride. It reminded her of just how brave he was.

Suddenly the water changed and became Thalia running with her and Luke, a smile spread across her watery face, but the smile melted away as the scene bubbled into the one in which Luke died.

Next came Nico, he was standing in the Lotus Casino with Bianca beside him, playing a game, a smile stuck to his usually droopy face. But soon he was standing with Percy, who was explaining something. Annabeth shot a glance over at the boy, who was watching with a look of sadness on his face. She guessed that Percy was telling him that Bianca was dead.

She very nearly laughed out loud when she saw Grover playing his pipes, a look of determination on his face. She remembered how he had helped defeat Hyperion in the Battle of Manhatten. But then she saw him running away with Percy and Sally. Annabeth remembered that the three of them were chased by the Minotaur when they first came to camp.

Last was Cathy. And Annbeth regretted watching. There was no 'happy' memory, just Cathy backed up against the wall, a boy sneering at her. The boy plucked a book from her hands and tore pages from it, but another boy snatched the book from the bully and handed it back to the girl pinned up against the wall.

But the 'clip' didn't end there. The bigger boy shoved the smaller, who stumbled backwards into the wall. It was at this moment that water Cathy lashed out. She ran at the bully and pushed him over. After he had hauled himself from the floor, he grabbed Cathy by her collar and hauled her off her feet.

Surprisingly, sound echoed through the hall, "How dare you! You're just as bad as your father!"

"Do not speak about my father in that way!" Cathy grit her teeth.

"But your father is a murderer, we know that from your reports. "My father lives among the dead!"" The boy put on a shrill voice, an imitation of Cathy, "He ain't no graveyard person, he's a murderer!"

"My father... Is not... A murderer!" Cathy kicked the boy in the ribs, "You have no right to say that, Brian!"

The boy, Brian, huffed in agony but smirked, "Of course he is, and you're his apprentice!"

Cathy yelled defiantly and the water began to bubble again. It churned as Brian continued to torment the young girl. And then, just like that, it exploded. Everyone screamed in shock, but the worst part was when the water settled. It was a still frame, but one that Annabeth would never forget.

It was Cathy standing over Brian's body, head in hands, tears flowing down her cheeks. The water speckled with red.

Annabeth turned to the real Cathy, who had real tears streaming down her face.

Everyone was staring at the poor girl, and Cathy obviously hated it. She stood and ran from the room, eyes following her.

"Those of Camp Half Blood will all be competing in this TriWizard Tournament, anyone who objects will be killed," A raspy voice echoed around the room, and it made Annabeth shiver.

The water sizzled and evaporated, leaving a stunned silence behind it. Then, as one, the Americans stood and walked to the front, through the door. This was worse than Annabeth had expected.

Well... Bet you didn't see that coming!

So there's a little bit about Cathy's past, what do you think? Please tell me!

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