A/N: Everything that is the same with the canon, "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire" belongs to JK Rowling. Those that does not belong in that category belongs to me.

Endless

Chapter 21: I'm really not Jealous!

Harry stayed awhile inside their dormitory, Hermione insisted that she should go down first and be with the rest of the student body so that she could have the full reaction of the people around her. Crap! Harry thought. I couldn't believe I actually signed up for this. To be totally honest, Harry thought the idea was good at first, it actually made him forget about…the thing. As good as it sounded at first, now Harry is just…freaking out. Harry considered backing out of this thing a couple of times but he knew Hermione would curse his ass off to the next century if he ever backed out. With a sigh, Harry walked out of the Gryffindor common room.

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Hermione eyed the great Hall once she'd entered it, everybody she thought dressed in a casual jeans and shirt. The only people who dressed well, is Cedric Diggory which of course wasn't much of a big deal since whatever you put on Diggory would looked good. He's wearing a fitted black shirt and simple faded-black jeans. Cedric Diggory looked hotter than ever, but that's practically how the Hufflepuff dream boy always looked…hot. Then there was that Blonde Girl from Beauxbatons that Ron had been eyeing on ever since she got here, she was wearing a casual blue dress that goes just above her knee. Hermione eyed the girl with a sharp look, she has taste but nothing that the Blonde-Beauxbaton girl or even the Hufflepuff hottie, Cedric Diggory could beat Harry Potter tonight. She had made sure of that.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you. And where's Harry" asked Ron as he helped himself for his whoever-knows-how-much serving of roasted beef.

"Just conniving with Harry to you know, search and destroy" Hermione said figuratively. Ron had no idea what she was talking about. "Wuh..at d-do…yoo… m-mean?" Ron said as he tried to talk with his mouth full of stakes.

"Guess we just have to wait and see!" Hermione smiled, eyes gleaming evilly. Ron knew Hermione was up to something, and apparently Harry was with her, or more or less, Hermione forced Harry into it. Whatever the heck Hermione is planning, Ron would just wait.

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At the Hufflepuff table, Cedric kept glancing at the Gryffindor table. He couldn't understand why a certain green-eyed boy wasn't in sight. Was it because of what Cedric told the Gryffindor earlier? Cedric didn't mean it; he was just confused with whatever it is he's feeling for the raven-haired boy. Harry destroyed his calm demeanor. Whenever he's with Harry his defenses crumbled that he couldn't think straight. His heart flutter fast and he tried very hard not to stutter whenever he's with Harry. And it took all his will power not to just jump at Harry and take him right then and there. But apart from all that, when he's with Harry, he felt good…like he could be anything he wanted…he could be himself. And this is what confused Cedric, he never felt like this before, and he knew no matter how right it felt, it isn't actually right. His life was practically laid out for him by his father. He study at Hogwarts, Graduate, replaces his dad when he retired, find a wife, have kids and then grow old until he withered and die. That was the plan, the right thing. Harry NEVER fits in either one of those plans. It was never right to have this feeling towards Harry, another male, but it felt damn right. All his life, he just have to follow that plan he had, but Harry swayed him from all those plans, and though as horrible as it felt like not having a plan to follow, for the first time in his life, not following a plan opened him to all the possibilities of not having a plan. To all the beauty of what will. And it scares him. That's why he do what the only thing he can do, go back to the plan and cut out whoever or whatever it is that does not belonged to it. That's why he asked Cho Chang, the girl who has been flirting with him, to see him tonight. He has to take actions and cutting Harry out was what his father would call, the RIGHT thing to do. Still, it worries him that he cannot spot a certain green-eyed, Gryffindor wherever he looked.

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The walk towards the great hall is nothing new to Harry since he has been going to the great hall for almost four years now. But surprisingly, the way to the great hall seems longer this time. Harry's dreading what would happen. He even panicked when he passed no one on his way to the hall, meaning that the entire school is INSIDE the great hall. Damn that cleaver witch. Harry thought, as now he knew why Hermione insisted for Harry to wait a few minutes. Well, I probably just making a big fuss about this, maybe no one will even notice…maybe he wouldn't even notice. With a sigh Harry opened the doors of the great Hall. The door creaks open drawing the attention of all those within. The silence that followed rooted Harry to the spot. I knew this was a bad idea. I looked ugly. He thought as he considered walking out and skipped dinner, but he didn't instead, with all his Gryffindor courage he walked inside.

Everyone was looking at his way which made him flush, he knew he was blushing but he continued on. Everybody was eyeing him, both the male and the female population and everyone from the other school as Hermione said earlier. And this made him uncomfortable. This made him want to look for the thing but decided he wouldn't give that stupid thing the satisfaction of indulging on his embarrassment.

Once he sat beside Hermione who was looking thoroughly proud he said in a silent whisper, "This is all your fault. Look everyone is staring at me. Malfoy's gonna have a field day over this" Harry said. Hermione couldn't understand what Harry was saying, and then she got it. Harry was bloody clueless.

"Harry, the entire hall is practically swooning over you, and not because your ugly. Damn! You're far from ugly. Your really, really, a hot commodity tonight you know." Hermione chuckled at Harry's expense

"She's right mate. I never saw you looked this good before. Imagine it; you're never looked like this. Bloody hell! I thought I'm always stuck with the smelly bloody old Harry" Ron joked, hearing their conversation. Harry laughed, and then gave Ron a playful punch on the shoulder. "That is my thank you for stocking up with the smelly old me!"

Harry then became aware of his surroundings. Everyone was eyeing him and the emotions differ, from awe, to amazement, to jealousy, and were that lust there? Harry blushed again, he never had this much attention before…okay cut it… he never had this much GOOD attention before. Harry practically can feel a hole forming on his back coming from a glare at the Hufflepuff table. But no! He wouldn't give the satisfaction of looking back, and why would he? He practically said they should never be friends. Harry was removed from his internal musings by a happy professor Dumbledore.

"Greetings everyone, as we all know, you are all wearing your casual clothes tonight. This is for all of you to feel comfortable to mingle with each other. After all, as different from language or culture we may be, we still forever will be the best of friends. The tie between Beauxbatons, Durmstrang and Hogwarts is as strong as ever. And what better way to celebrate it, than with great food and drinks. So may I request each and everyone to not only indulge on the food, but to indulge in the company of our closest and dearest friends. With that. Lemon drops!" Everyone laughed at Dumbledores end word and as if to set as an example Dumbledore began talking to Madam Maxime and Karkaroff.

"It's quite good what Dumbledore's doing you know, fostering camaraderie and all. I actually wanted to mingle" Hermione said to her table.

"Well It's Malfoy I have to mingle with, I'd rather be a hermit" Ron said, amongst tumultuous laughter.

"Hey Harry, Do you like the roast beef?" Lavender Brown said to Harry, batting her eye lashes which was first considering Lavender never talked to Harry or initiate the conversation except for random moments.

"Uhh…Yeah…Roast beef's good" Harry said.

"You should try the chocolate pudding, here have some." Lavender stood up, go and sit next to Harry practically pushing Hermione away to make space for her, and then get some pudding with her own spoon, and shoved the fooding inside Harry's mouth. Harry was shocked that the only thing he did was stared and swallowed the pudding.

"So how was it?" Lavender asked still batting her eyelashes. "Umm…Well, it was good" Harry replied

"AH! Glad you liked it." Lavender said, while hugging Harry and giving him a peck on the cheek after. Harry started to blush. "Want some more?" Lavender asked hopefully.

"Probably not! Harry why don't you try this." Parvati then went to Harry's other side, pushing Ron away like what Lavender did with Hermione and shoved a large chunk of Ice cream unto Harry's mouth. "Well?" Parvati asked.

"I-It's okay I-I guess" Harry said, still having trouble swallowing that large chunk of Ice cream.

"I knew you'd like it!" Parvati said, voice more like a shriek than anything else, then she gave a pecked on Harry's other cheek.

"Hey I came here first" Lavender said glaring at Parvati.

"But Harry liked my Ice cream more than your pudding!" Parvati said, also glaring at Lavender. Harry had no idea what to do. He was saved by the Weasley twins.

"Girls, Girls. Stop fighting anymore and give our handsome boy here a breather wont you!" Fred said.

"Now we would like to talk to our celebrity if you don't mind" George added, The twins carried both Lavender and Parvati and placed them back to their usual spot, which earned a laugh from everyone. Then both the twins sat at Harry's both sides.

"Now Harry, we would like to know if you're considering our offer, which probably happens eons ago" Fred said.

"What offer?" Harry said as he tried to remember what Fred is talking about.

"That if you ever considered dating a dude, we would be your top priority" George said. This made Harry blush.

"You two, you're embarrassing him" Hermione said.

"No little Granger we're serious" Fred said.

"No you're not! You just wanted Harry to get more buyers for your Jokeshop!" Ron spoke pertaining to his brothers dreamed shop.

"Oh! Shut up Ronald, now you ruined it!" Fred said

"Well since our little brother here, decided to interfere with our fabulous and wonderful business, I guess we go straight to the point. We want you Harry as our endorser" George said

"What?!" Harry said, shocked, "I don't know how I can be of help"

"Oh come on Harry, people are bloody swooning over you, and not just the girls…actual bloody people, both the male and female species. They'll practically buy anything you tell them to!" Fred said.

Harry eyed Ron and Hermione both shaking their heads subtly. "I-I'll think about it okay. I'd like to help, but that really isn't my thing"

"Okay Harry. And don't forget about the date" Fred said which causes Harry to shout, "Stop that!"

The twins went away laughing to themselves. "Actually, Ginny is the only NORMAL one within you Weasley's" Harry said to Ron. Ginny not far behind said "SPOT ON!" which earned laughter from everyone else. Harry could still feel the look from the Hufflepuff table, but he won't budge.

"Wow! Harry… You look nice." Krum said as he walks towards the Gryffindor. Ron stuttered and blushes and became quiet.

"Well, you know, Hermione, my friend here decided to play dress up and all" Harry replied, waving his hand towards Hermione's direction. Krum eyed the witch which he finds intriguing. Then he looked back at Harry, "Well, looks like I hav competition now wit the ladies" then he whispered at Harry's ear, "and the ladies aren't the only one eyeing you, the Voys at my school practically drooling your vay" Harry blushed, which makes Krum laugh, with one final look at Harry and a nod on Hermione he returned to his table. Is Krum right? Harry suddenly feels uncomfortable.

"Umm excuse me Mr. Potter, s-someone a-sked m-me to g-get y-your authograph?" a young, female, first year Hufflepuff said, interrupting Harry's thoughts. He looked at the girl, she looked scared and uncomfortable, which touched by Harry's heart, he remembered being how insecure and scared he was on his first year.

"Asked you?" Harry asked the girl.

"Y-yes, they said, if I wasn't able to get your authograph they wouldn't return the picture of my momma" the girl said, "P-please Mr. Potter sign me an authograph, that was the only picture of my momma that was left" the girl said teary eyed. This put Harry to rage, how can someone play a prank on this girl, then he remembered all the pranks Dudley put on him, Malfoy and his goons practically insulting him and making him a joke, this angered Harry.

"W-who asked you to get my authograph?" Harry was barely containing his anger.

"D-Draine T-torres" the girl squeaked. Harry then glare with all his anger back to the Hufflepuff table, the one table he dared not to look at during the night. But he didn't glare at the thing but at the person beside the thing.

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I was staring back and forth towards the Gryffindor table all night, as stubbornly as I wouldn't admit it, I was looking for Harry. The feast already started and Harry wasn't there yet. Could I have hurt Harry that bad? As much as I wouldn't like to admit it, I was worried that I hurt Harry. Just as I was thinking where Harry might have been the doors of the great Hall opened, and there he was Harry Potter. Though he's different…he's amazing… I sat there thoroughly in awe, the silence of the great hall means I wasn't the only one in awe. Harry must have noticed it, as he started to blush. I smiled a little, knowing how uncomfortable Harry must have been feeling. He always blushed like that whenever he's angry or uncomfortable or shy or whatever. Harry then walked and I received the full blow of what he looks like. He's just breath taking. I could hear Spencer moan, Draine looking predatory, Krum eyeing Harry with a smile, the girls from Beauxbatons are all blushing furiously and sighing. Mark's jaw just dropped. I wasn't doing too well either, I felt heat enrapturing my body like mad. Probably a mixture of rage from what this people is probably thinking of doing to Harry and probably my body's own reaction to Harry. Damn! Harry's making it hard for me to ignore him. How could I bloody ignore him when he looks like this? Bloody hell, I couldn't think of Harry, I just couldn't. So I looked down and started eating, as Harry sat with her friends. But the pull to look at Harry again was great, so I looked again, thinking that I will only look for five seconds then that's it. Dumbledore spoke, but I didn't listen I just looked at Harry, daring him to look back. Dumbledore finished but I still wasn't looking away, hoping against hope that Harry would look back. Five seconds was already gone eons ago. If he ever did look back, I'm not sure what I would do. I'll think about it when he did. But he didn't look back and I was frustrated. Crap, why do I want Harry to look at me? Think straight Cedric, this is wrong. I told myself .I resumed eating my cold soupand promised that I wouldn't dare to look away. But seeing Parvati and Lavender go to Harry, and feed him, then kissed him, I just couldn't look away, my blood boiled. AM I jealous? No I wasn't. I was just… you know…just…whatever. Stop Cedric this is wrong.

I continued to look as The Weasley twins said something to Harry making him blush…Did they? My rage just fired once again. I really wasn't jealous.

I barely registered the girl that Draine was bullying as I saw Krum headed towards Harry, I swear if he touched Harry in anyway, I'm going to make sure that's the last thing he'd do. Stop it Cedric its wrong! I said to myself, but that voice continuously becomes less and less convincing. My rage fired on as Harry laughed with whatever that stupid Bulgarian said to him. No! I really wasn't Jealous.

After a few moments Krum went away, and I was relieved, I looked at Harry again, daring him to look back as a girl talked to him. After a few more moments, I muttered a mantra…Looked back…come on… "Come on" I heard Draine beside me said, I could have looked what does he mean, but Harry looked back, but what I saw in his eyes were pure anger as he stood up and went towards my direction.

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Harry stood up, holding the girl's hand. The girl was sobbing furiously. Harry was so full of rage that he couldn't think straight. Draine looked amused, Harry was in pure rage and Cedric couldn't look away.

A/N: Thank you for all the supports. Though I must say, I really need to hear your feedbacks about this story. So as a common courtesy (I can't believed I just use the common-courtesy blackmail…LOL), if you read this story please send me a review. Just to let me know all my hard work was appreciated. This goes out to those who have been with me since the beginning. Thank you for your unwavering support. Love you all…CIRDEC