Okay..an Oliver chapter is coming soon, I promise!

I stare at Dumbledore, trying to comprehend what he has just announced. A fourth champion? The shock starts to lessen throughout the room as Dumbledore hurries Harry out of the Great Hall. I look around at all of the angry faces of the student body. How can they be so mad? They should be scared for Harry. My Grandmum has been sending letters lecturing me for weeks on the dangerousness of this tournament. Thank goodness Kevin isn't in school still. He would have put his name in for sure.

The Weasley twins seem the most outraged, typical. I wish they wouldn't yell at Ron like that. They are just embarrassed how totally disastrous their plan went to put their names in. They have been sulking around for days. Ron didn't put HIS name in the goblet, but they continue to yell. He seems upset enough as it is that his best friend will probably die. Harry is only a fourth year!

I stand up and file out of the room with everyone else in almost a daze, and listen to everyone arguing around me. They are debating all these extreme, completely fanatical ways that Harry put his name in the goblet of fire. Honestly, if anyone figured anything out, it would definitely have been Hermione in the library.

Angelina looks upset, probably because a 4th year was picked and she wasn't. I smile at her and shrug my shoulders, as if to say; How does he always find himself in so much trouble?

I walk with the rest of the house up to the Gryffindor common room, and continue up into my room. I have to get away from all the yelling and arguing. My mind can't focus on anything when all of this is going on around me. I can't even hear myself think.

I sit on my bed and pull out my potions text book. I stare at the cover for a little while letting the tension leave me before I open to the pages I need to read. I bet Snape will have a pop-quiz tomorrow, because the Hogwarts champion is not from Slytherin and Harry Potter is also a champion. Everyone knows how much Professor Snape hates the attention Harry gets.

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I come to realize, as the semester continues that a semester without qudditich is just plain miserable. It almost feels like something huge is missing from my life. I find myself even wishing that I could go to the pitch to fly around, but the pitch is closed off so only Hagrid has access.

The marks I've been receiving in all of my classes have been showing great improvement without the hours spent at practice every week. I also find that I spend more time outside of class perfecting my homework, and studying to distract myself from a certain professional qudditich player. I can't just skip the qudditich section in the paper either, because I need to know how my brother is doing. By the end of the year I will be the smartest girl in my year just so I don't waste my time thinking of Wood. I try to ignore the huge articles in The Daily Prophet about him and his girlfriend. Alicia is always going on and on about how it is probably a publicity stunt for the teams, but that Kelsey girl is sophisticated and beautiful. I'm sure it's true.

On Sunday, I once again find myself going to the hospital wing. I enjoy my day working to help Madam Pomphrey, and it makes me excited for having a real job next year, if I pass all of my NEWTS accordingly. I walk in to see all of the beds empty. This never happens! I hurry back in to the office to find Madam Pomphrey working on paper work.

"Hello, is there anything that you need me to do?" I ask announcing my presence.

She smiles as she looks up, "Odd isn't it? It won't last long. While we have a minute though, I would like to ask you something. Do sit." She gestures towards a chair in front of her desk and continues on. "I have been thinking that with the experience you have been receiving here, that you are very much ahead of most people of your year who wish to become healers. Not that you need help during the application process, but I'm sure that it will. What this means to me, is that I trust you to work with me if I need it during the tasks. The more I think about it, especially now that Harry Potter is a champion. That boy is here more often than some 7th years have been here over their whole time at Hogwarts. I'm just concerned because there are four champions and only 1 of me. I'm not sure if more than one will need medical attention at once." She pauses to check my demeanor. "I would just feel more comfortable knowing you are there to help me."

I nod nervously trying to hide my surprise and honor at her question, "I would be happy to help if you need me."

She smiles as she gets up, "Great, it will be like you have front row seats to the tasks."

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"KATIE ARE YOU A RAVEN CLAW NOW?!" Fred practically yells at the breakfast table.

I glare at him as I take another bite of my peanut butter toast. "I actually already have a date to Hogsmead next weekend, so don't tell me I'm a bookworm completely."

I hear Ron snort a laugh and glance at Hermione. George looks outraged. "Why was I not let in on the joke? Who is your imaginary date this time Kitty Kat?"

Alicia rolls her eyes and takes George's spoon out of his hand, "She going with a Beauxbaton gentleman. Not that you would know anything about the sophisticated date Katie will go on." Alicia said in my Grandmum's stuck up voice.

George smirked at her, "I didn't need that anyways!" He dives forward, head first into his bowl and eats his oatmeal like a dog.

The entire table is laughing so hard, that I barely hear Fred whisper to George, "He's not going to like this. You have to write him this time. I bet it's that Veela dude if he's from France."

I turn towards Angelina as if I heard nothing, and try to forget it. There's no way they mean Oliver, right? Maybe they've been writing my brother so he can check up on me. The twins do anything for extra money, and that sounds like something Kevin would do. I will have to ask Ella next time I write her.

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Dear Ella,

I just wanted you to hear it from me. Yes, I did go on a date with your charming cousin Michael. I had a great time. I can tell he's a really great guy. We had interesting conversation as I showed him around Hogsmead. He's quite good looking too, and I'm pretty sure all of Hogwarts female population was jealous of me. Now don't get any ideas. We had a good time, but there isn't a second date planned soon. I'm much too busy with my classes to start anything, but it was a wonderful time.

Also, keep looking into Kevin talking to the Weasley twins to check up on me. I heard them again making a comment about writing about me, and I'm sure it's my nosy older brother. Make sure to tell him I am a big girl and can take care of myself when you find out!

Enough about me. How are you feeling? Kevin says you look more beautiful every day. Grandmum also said that the last time he said that you nearly punched him! hahaha I bet being pregnant is difficult, but I'm going to be honest. For me all I have to do is wait for Christmas break, and I get to meet the new baby. El, I can't wait! Take out all your anger on Kevin while you still can. This is somewhat his fault!

Also, please talk some sense into my Grandmother and Kevin. I will be fine helping the healer during the tasks! Those two only agree on stuff concerning me. and it always gives me a difficult time.

Work your magic!

Love,

Katie

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I think back to the moment when she asked for my help as I find out the champions are fighting DRAGONS! Oh poor Harry! I can't think of facing a dragon now, let alone as a 4th year. What is Dumbledore thinking?! I sit next to Madam Pomphrey trying not to panic.

It all passes in a blur, as Cedric battles the Swedish Short-snout, I feel as though I can't breathe. The transfiguration of the rock was brilliant, but as the dragon turns back Madam Pomphrey stands up and hurries me back to the tent we have to work in. I hear her mumbling about this terrible tournament as Professor Moody levitates Cedric in carrying the golden egg. We get to work on the burn on the side of Cedric's face as Fleur Delacour begins to face the Common Welsh Green.

Fleur comes into the tent walking, for which I am thankful. I take care of her burn on her thigh from the fire on her skirt and heal a scrape on her arm and cheek from the rough rocks. Madam Pomphrey is still working on Cedric to ensure there was no scaring on his face. I spoke with Fleur in French as I'm working, and try to calm her down. Everyone that she knows is now watching Viktor Krum face the Chinese Fireball, and I can tell she's still a little panicked. I would be too if I had to go against a dragon!

Neither Viktor Krum nor Harry had to come in to the tent for any Medical attention. I was slightly disappointed, because I wanted to meet the famous qudditich star and wanted to tell Harry good job. I didn't get to watch them really because a dragon trainer came in with a burn on his back.

"Thanks for your help today Katie! Speaking in French to the Delacour girl was genius. I thought she was about to try to get away before you were done. Go on up to the common room. I can clean up here. I wouldn't want you to miss the celebration!" She smiles at me as she gets back to cleaning up the tent.

I hurry up to the Gryffindor common room excited to talk with everyone about what I missed during the tasks. I'm sure the twins will love to give me a recap. As I enter the common room I can't hold back a smile. The atmosphere is just as it is after a won qudditich match. I grab a butterbeer and join my friends in the corner talking about Harry during the task. Hearing about it after the fact is so much less frightening as watching Harry actually face a dragon. Not even eternal glory could get me to want to be a champion in this tournament.

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As I work on my potion, I keep thinking of different things I forgot to pack. Most of which Alicia has borrowed and forgotten to give back. Luckily this is a potion that needs time to simmer in between ingredients, or my brain would be a jumble of remembering random items and my potion. As Professor Snape walks by inspecting/intimidating people, I see him glance at my list. I wait for the mean comment about not focusing on my work, but he is giving me a questioning look and pointing at the paper.

I don't know why Snape makes me so nervous, but I clear my throat because it looks like he is going to wait until I explain. "I actually do some of my best thinking while I'm brewing. That list is things I forgot to pack, sir." He looks at me with a expression of surprise. I try to explain quickly, "It's not that I'm trying to think of other things. I am very focused on my potion, and it is challenging. Other things I've been forgetting just kind of pop into my head." I find myself blushing. I have never had a conversation this long with him before.

He begins to walk away and then pauses. Without looking back he says quietly, "I know exactly what you are referring to Miss Bell. I actually remember you mother and her best friend having a similar conversation in this very classroom."

I stand in shock for a second before I ask, "My mother? You knew her?"

Of course Snap keeps walking, and I try to concentrate back onto my potion. Continuing to talk about it would be way over the line of too nice for him. If Snape knew my mom, that would be so bizarre. I'm still trying to think about what he said, and how old he is as I make my way back from my last class before break. Maybe they were in the same year at Hogwarts?

"KATIE! KATIE BELL!" I hear from behind me and pause by the door out of the dungeon. I see Michael jogging towards me with his school bag slung over his shoulder. I smile back at him as he continues towards me. "I've been looking for you all week. My classes are always really far from your's so I never see you. I just came from astronomy." He pauses, but I don't know what to say. Maybe he wants me to tell Ella something?

"Sorry I didn't know you were looking for me. Is there something I can do for you?" I ask as we begin to walk up the stairs.

He looks over at me and smiles, "It's nothing like that. I was just wondering if you already had a date to the Yule Ball? If not, Would you do me the honor of accompanying me to the ball?"

I blush in embarrassment, because I was not expecting that, "I would love to go with you. Ella is going to have her baby right around Christmas,so I will be at home all break."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that. You excited about being an aunt?" He looks a little disappointed and awkward. I'm sure he's never turned down because he's so good looking and nice.

"Sure I'm excited. It will most definitely be a very busy Christmas break. If you are allowed, maybe you could come to my family's New Year's Ball. I'm sure if you asked McGonagall she would say yes to flooing for the evening. They are pushing bonding between schools. I'm sure your cousins will be there including Ella. It could be fun!" I could tell I was talking fast, because I'm nervous. I hope he caught all of that.

He smiles at me, "I would love to come to your New Year's Ball."

I smile back, "I will make sure to send you an invitation! Have a Merry Christmas if I don't see you before I leave!"

"I hope you have a Merry Christmas too Katie." He waves as I continue to walk towards Gryffindor.

Oh, Ella is going to love this!

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~Grace