53. The Triwizard Selection
**Fred's POV**
"Fred? Fred? Oy! Freddie! Anyone in there? Forge!" George screamed at me with his ear on my chest seeing if I was breathing.
"What? Oh. Sorry, Gred" I said startled.
I can't help with the aging potion now! I noticed yesterday when they announced that we were having the Triwizard Tournament, when the Beauxbatons girls came in, 'Mione looked upset. So did Gin. I know that Gin liked Harry and when Harry saw those girls, he looked quite starstruck. She seemed jealous to me. It's 'Mine I don't get.
"Yes! We did it! Come on! Let's go!" George screamed, taking the potion and pulling me to the Goblet of Fire that was in the Great Hall.
We got in and found several people including Cedric Diggory putting their names into the goblet. We both ran in screaming "Yes!"
Everyone cheered and I saw 'Mione reading a book.
"Thank you! Thank you!" George and I said giving people high-fives.
"Well lads, we've done it!" George said.
"Cooked it up just this morning" I said smiling.
"It's not going to work!" 'Mione said in a sing-song voice.
"Oh ya?" I asked kneeling down to be at her level with George.
"And why is that Grange?" George asked.
"You see this? This is an Age Line" 'Mione said pointing at the circle thing. "Dumbledore drew it himself."
"So?" I asked with a smile.
She closed her book and said "So! A genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by a dodge as pathetically dimwitted as an Aging Potion."
"But that is why it's so brilliant," I said, smirking.
"Because it's so pathetically dimwitted" George finished and stood up.
"Don't worry, 'Mione. Everything will be just fine" I said, giving her a kiss on the cheek that made her blush and I stood next to George.
"Ready Fred?"
"Ready George."
"Bottoms up!" We both said and we locked arms then drank the potion.
We jumped into the Age Line and we made it.
"Yes!" George and I said happily while everyone cheered. I looked at 'Mione and she looked doubtful and I winked at her which made her smile.
"Ready?" I asked.
George nodded and we put our names in the Goblet. It worked. It actually worked!
I was wrong. The second we put our names in the goblet, something hit me and George right in the chest and sent us flying across the room.
We heard laughing and we looked at each other to find us looking rather- Old.
"What?" George said.
"You said!" I screamed at him.
"You said!" He said doing the same.
"Oh right you want a piece of me?!" He said, hitting me.
"I'll rip your ear off!" I said hitting him.
"Now you're making me laugh!"
"Take this! Come on!"
"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" We heard everyone saying.
George and I continued to fight until we heard someone come into the Great Hall.
It was Viktor Krum.
I watched as he came to the goblet and put his name into it. While he did so, he looked at 'Mione and smiled. She smiled back.
What?! I'll kill him! I'll kill him if it's the last thing I ever do!
**Hermione's POV**
It was Thursday night and we were waiting for Dumbledore to announce the Triwizard Champions.
Fred and George came back from the Hospital Wing looking fine and young.
"Hello my little 'Mione!" Fred said, taking a seat next to me.
"Hello. Did you learn your lesson? I tried to warn you" I said with a smile.
"Yes my little 'Mione I learned my lesson" he said putting his arm around me. I smiled and we both watched Dumbledore come in with the goblet by his side.
"Sit down. Please" He said. "Now the moment you all have been waiting for: The champion selection" He said, putting out the fires around the Great Hall.
He then turned to the Goblet of Fire and put his hands to it. We waited until the flame turned red and then blue while it shot out a note that Dumbledore caught.
I looked at Fred and he just smiled and held me closer.
"The Drumstrang champion is: Viktor Krum!" Dumbledore said.
We all looked at Krum and he seemed happy. His Friends patted him on the back, he left to shake Dumbledore's hand and left to a corner leading to who knows where and we returned to Dumbledore.
The flame then turned pink and shot out another note.
"The champion of Beauxbatons is: Fleur Delacour!"Dumbledore said and all the girls from Beauxbatons cheered for their friend and she left to do the same thing as Krum.
The last final note came up and Dumbledore caught it reading it.
"The Hogwarts champion is Cedric Diggory!" Dumbledore said and we all cheered for Cedric and he left to do the same as the others.
"Excellent! We now have our three champions. But in the end, only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist this chalice of champions, this vessel of victory: The Triwizard Cup!" Dumbledore pointed to the blue glowing cup and we all cheered.
Snape then stepped forward looking at the Goblet of Fire that was acting very strange suddenly.
We all looked at the Goblet and saw it had shot out yet another piece of parchment with a name. Dumbledore walked quickly to it and grabbed the parchment.
"Harry Potter" He whispered. By then we all looked at Harry.
"What?" He asked in shock.
"Harry Potter?" Dumbledore asked searching for Harry.
"No. No" Hagrid said, shaking his head while he said so.
"Harry Potter!" Dumbledore yelled.
"Go on, mate" Fred said looking at him.
"For Merlin's sake Harry" George said, pushing him to Dumbledore. I looked at Ron looking as if he hated Harry.
"He's a cheat!" Someone yelled as Harry went to the other champions.
"He's not even seventeen yet!" Another yelled.
Professor Mcgonagall patted him lightly on the back and Harry was gone.
