"Morning…" Georgia yawned as she shook Draco on the shoulder and sat next to him for breakfast. She slowly poured herself a cup of coffee of as she looked at the smoking cup that stood on a stool by the staff's table. The Goblet of Fire was a very majestic, elegantly-made cup that took the names of all the of-age students of all three schools that chose to enter.
"Anyone put their name in yet?" she asked. Draco shrugged.
"Not that I've seen." Draco said, focused on his breakfast. Georgia watched as a bunch of girls from Beauxbatons lined up to put their names in, Madam Maxime watching them proudly as they walked up one by one to the Goblet of Fire.
"Well, it looks like those French girls are already ahead of you…" she said as they each put their names in. "Lucky them, they probably think they're so great that they can enter and we can't. Oh goodness, a grand of prize money, imagine what I could've done with that!" Georgia rambled. Draco nodded half-heartedly.
"Imagine what I could've done with it!" Georgia looked and saw Willow sitting beside her. When did she get there, Georgia would never know. "I could've been able to get the whole team Firebolts! Well, more like half the team, maybe just two or three players, actually just a Firebolt for myself. But still, I would've got the team Bluebottles or something, something cheap but, eh, nevermind, you guys would be fine with what you have now…" Willow sighed.
"Do you think of anything else?" Georgia asked.
"Well, yeah, of course, I think about things like, umm, actually, yeah, I'm all Quidditch." Willow said.
"And Divination. You're just about as mad as Trelawney." Mercedes said as she sat down beside her best friend. "Morning everyone, anyone put their names- Ooh! Cinnamon buns! We're really going all out for this thing, but I'm not complaining." Mercedes exclaimed as she loaded her plate up with cinnamon buns and other pastries.
"I know, it's like dessert for breakfast." Georgia said. "A bunch of Beauxbatons girls just came and entered themselves in. I think the last of them are finishing up now, actually…" Georgia looked over and saw the last girl put her name in the Goblet, and turn around and walk back to Madam Maxime, giving the four a good look at her.
"Oh, you're kidding me! For Merlin's sake, a damn Veela!" Mercedes grumbled. There was no doubt about the fact that the girl had some Veela blood in her; flawless, creamy skin, gorgeous flowing silvery-blonde hair, the perfect figure that they had all seen at the World Cup.
"Not a full Veela, probably half or a quarter. If she were a full Veela, Draco would knock us all over to get to her, no offence to you, Draco, but that's how their powers work. Still, definitely good-looking. Her charm wouldn't work on everyone, but Weasley over there is a definite exception." Willow said, pointing at Ronald over at the Gryffindor table, who was drooling over the Veela-girl and watching her walk away like his life depended on it.
"Yeah yeah, now you act all smart. But still, won't she be distracting? She's completely gorgeous, won't everyone start flocking around her? She seems like the type to use her Veela powers to her advantage." Mercedes rambled.
"Settle down, Sadie, it's not like she's going to steal that little boyfriend of yours." Willow said simply, then broke into a smirk as Mercedes's eyes widened in embarrassment.
"Wha… What? I dunno what you're talking about." Mercedes said quickly.
"Oooo, what's this about a boyfriend?" Georgia smirked. Even Draco seemed to be interested, probably only to pester Mercedes about it.
"It-it's nothing. I just happen to have a boy for a friend. I don't get the big deal, look at you, your best mates with Malfoy, and we don't give you a hard time!" Sadie exclaimed nervously.
"Listen, Freeman, I have my friendship with Malfoy quite widely known around the school. However, you are keeping your friendship with this boy very secret, so, you see, you're in no position to talk. Spill." Georgia stated. Mercedes stared at her for a minute before sighing, looking defeated.
"Okay, if you really want to know, my so called "boyfriend", you aren't really gonna like this, but it's, um, how do I say this…. It-it's Ronald Weasley…" Mercedes mumbled. Willow and Draco looked as if they were to have heart attacks. Georgia spat out her coffee.
"Are you serious, Sade?" Willow exclaimed.
"Hell no. Mind your own business, and if I don't want to talk about it, don't pester me." Mercedes grumbled before getting up from the table and leaving the Great Hall.
"Someone's in a mood." Draco sniggered. Georgia kicked him from under the table.
"You really are pathetic, aren't you?" she sneered, but she has a smile on her face the whole time.
"The suspense is killing me. I just can't wait any damn longer to see who the champions are." Georgia heard Daphne mutter from the other side of the table.
Georgia could relate; so could pretty much everyone else gathered in the Great Hall for the Hallowe'en Feast and Champions Selection. Dinner was long ago eaten and forgotten, and everyone was sitting at the edge of their seats in anxiety for everyone that put their names in, and excitement for everyone else.
"Oh Merlin, I don't really give a damn whoever is chosen for the other schools, except if they don't choose Krum the Goblet's broken, but if Warrington's name comes out as Hogwarts Champion, I'm going to get up off my seat, walk out the room, out the Entrance Hall, out to the bridge, and jump off." Willow said.
"I'll follow you." Georgia said. "He's an absolute idiot. He'd probably get killed five minutes into the first challenge and embarrass the whole school."
"Ah! Finally, Dumbledore's speaking! I hope this means it's time, come on Cedric…" Mercedes said, but after that last word, she flushed red and covered her mouth, but nobody payed her any attention. Dumbledore was saying something about the Goblet being almost ready, but Georgia didn't hear a thing. She was too busy praying to the heavens that Warrington wouldn't be picked.
And her prayers were cut short as she jumped because the Goblet turned a sudden shade of red. Sparks flew from the Goblet and breaths were held as a piece of parchment flew out. The room was silent as Dumbledore caught the piece and read the name on it, before clearing his throat and announcing the name to the whole room.
"The champion for Durmstrang is… Viktor Krum!" Dumbledore exclaimed, and the room instantly burst into cheers and screams. Krum was pretty popular around the place, so all the noise was no surprise.
"Yes! As if the others had any chance, anyways." Willow exclaimed, shaking her fist in victory. Georgia glanced over to where the Durmstrang students were, over on the other side of the Slytherin table, and saw that already Krum was surrounded by fangirls as he was trying to get up to the front of the room. She rolled her eyes at it all, what was so special about him, anyways? She was almost certain that the other champions wouldn't get nearly as much attention as Krum was getting right now.
The room suddenly went silent again as the Goblet turned red again and started spiting sparks furiously. Another piece of parchment spit out and Dumbledore caught it was soon as it was in reach. He opened it and spoke loudly once more.
"The champion for Beauxbatons is… Fleur Delacour!" This wasn't met with as much applause as Krum, but there were still quite a few people clapping for the new champion, including Georgia and her group, until they got a good look at her as she walked up to the front.
"Hey, that's the Veela!" Mercedes exclaimed, staring in disgust at Fleur Delacour as she swayed past them.
"Shut up and stop complaining, here comes the Hogwarts champion." Willow said, because just as Fleur reached where the Goblet was, it had started doing the red flame thing again, and spat out another piece of parchment. Georgia looked over and saw Mercedes crossing her fingers very tightly, and Willow closing her eyes.
"Please not Warrington, oh please no…" Willow muttered.
"And the one you've all been waiting for; the Hogwarts champion is… Cedric Diggory!" Dumbledore announced. Mercedes whooped loudly, Willow dropped to her knees in relief, and Georgia started cheering and clapping as Cedric blushed from over at the Hufflepuff table as his housemates surrounded him. He fought through a crowd of students and took a detour right beside the Slytherin table to avoid his housemates. Georgia was certain that there would be a long night of celebrating for them.
"Hey, Cedric, congrads!" Georgia suddenly got a burst of confidence and congratulated Cedric as he passed by. He shot her a quick smile and mouthed a "thank you" as he quickly made his way to the front and sat with the other champions. Georgia couldn't help but blush and sigh dreamily as she watched him walk away. She didn't even notice the look of shock and dismay on Draco's face.
The applause died down as Dumbledore prepared to say something, but the goblet, instead of the flames dying down, went back up, red again, and another piece of parchment flew out. Georgia gasped in shock, along with half of the room. Dumbledore looked about as confused as everyone else as he looked at the name on the parchment.
"Harry Potter." The headmaster read.
"What?!" Georgia and Draco shouted at the same time.