The feast had seemed to take forever as anticipation from everyone lingered in the air of the crowded Great Hall. The Goblet of Fire had been removed from the entrance hall and was now placed in front of Dumbledore's now empty seat.
"Well, the goblet is almost ready to make its decision. I estimate that it requires one more minute. Now, when the champions' names are called, I would ask them please to come up to the top of the hall, walk along the Staff table, and go through into the next chamber where they will be receiving their first instructions."
"Any second," came Lee Jordan's whispering voice.
Dumbledore gave a slight wave of his wand and the candles floating about the ceiling extinguished themselves leaving the Goblet of Fire to illuminate the dark hall.
The goblet began to burn red it shot out a tongue of fire erupted from it permitting a scrap of charred parchment to float through the still air.
As Dumbledore caught the parchment the flames of the goblet turned back to blue. "The champion for Durmstrang will be Viktor Krum!"
Iris could hear Ron through the storm of applause, "No surprise there!"
Krum made his way down the Staff table and through the door. Once the clapping and cheers had died somewhat, the Goblet of Fire had emitted a deep red flame once more, spitting out another piece of parchment.
"The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!" bellowed Dumbledore.
"It's her, Ron!" Harry shouted as the girl made her way to the next chamber. Iris saw her silver blond hair and had remembered the night before and was hit with a pang of jealousy.
Once the applause had once more died the goblet released the final champion's name. "The Hogwarts champion is Cedric Diggory!" the applause from the Hufflepuff table was so loud that Iris had almost had to cover her ears.
Behind her from somewhere Iris hears someone shout, "No!" and she figured it had been Ron.
It took many moments before Dumbledore could make himself heard, "Excellent! We now have our three champions. I am sure I can count upon all of you, including the remaining students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons, to give your champions every ounce of support you can muster. By cheering your champion on, you will contribute in a very real-."
Dumbledore stopped speaking and watched as the goblet turned red and bore another scrap of parchment. There was a long pause before he spoke again. He cleared his throat, "Harry Potter."
Everyone turned to look upon him, waiting for an explanation. Harry turned to Ron and Hermione whispering something to them that Iris couldn't hear over the angry buzzing that consumed the Great Hall.
"Harry Potter! Harry! Up here, if you please!" Dumbledore called again.
The buzzing grew louder as Harry made his way to the front of the room and into the room just beyond the Staff table.
After, what seemed like all of the teachers had disappeared into the room after Harry, students were yelling about what had just happened.
Iris didn't want to be around and left the Great Hall and made her way to Gryffindor tower.