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Chapter 7: And the Champions Are.

Dinner was a grand affair, but not for the Ravenclaw girls. They were all pretty miserable that Draco wasn't going to be their way to meet Vik. However, they were cheered up by the fact that the Champions were going to be announced very shortly. All the Beauxbatons were very nervous, except for Fleur, who seemed overly confident that she was going to champion. Amy really didn't like this girl, but gritted her teeth and acted nice to the snobby girl.

The Ravenclaw fifth years (including Amy's sister Toni, and her friends Beth and Cho) were having a big discussion about who would be the other champions, and so to get away from Fleur, Alison, Dom, Elinor and Jess tuned into this conversation.

'I think Cedric has a good chance,' said Cho. 'He's the type of guy who would fit in well as Hogwarts Champion I think.'

'Yeah but we don't want a Hufflepuff champion,' argued Steven, a 5th year prefect. 'I think it's a toss up between Angelina Johnson from Gryffindor and our own Devon Michaels.'

Devon was a well liked Ravenclaw who had recently turned 17. Everyone nodded in agreement with Steven's statement. Devon seemed the sort of champion that would be appropriate to represent Hogwarts in the Tournament, and Angelina was also well liked.

'Well, if it's a toss up between them two, I think we'll do well,' said Elinor. 'Let's just hope it's Devon over Angelina, though! Ravenclaw for champion!'

A bit of a cheer went up at the table over that announcement, causing the Great Hall to fall silent for a moment as everyone turned to stare at them. Elinor sunk down in her seat, blushing. But soon everyone turned back to what they were eating.

'I wonder who the Durmstrang champion will be?' whispered Alison to the other girls.

'Oh, Vik, please let it be Vik!' said Jess excitedly just as Dumbledore stood up. The whole hall fell silent again.

Dumbledore took the last moment before the Goblet chose the champions to explain where the three lucky students would go when their names were called out. He then dimmed all the candles in the hall with a wave of his wand. Everyone sat in anticipating silence, watching the glowing goblet.

Suddenly, the flames turned red and a piece of paper shot out of the goblet. Everyone gasped in amazement and in excitement.

'The champion for Durmstrang is.,' said Dumbledore. The Ravenclaw girls had their fingers crossed. Jess closed her eyes.

'Viktor Krum'

'Yes!' cried Dom, jumping up. The other sixth year girls cheered and hugged each other in happiness. However, they didn't have much time to be happy before the goblet spat out its next piece of paper.

'The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour.'

As Fleur jumped up, all the other Beauxbaton girls burst into tears.

'Congratulations Fleur,' said Amy, shaking her hand.

'Zankyou,' said Fleur graciously. She then turned around and walked towards the room all the champions had been requested to go to.

'We're going to be hearing about this for the next month,' murmured Alison. 'She's never going to let us forget that she's champion.'

'Shh! It's Hogwarts next!' whispered Dom.

The room was so tense you could almost see it shimmering in the air. Finally a piece of paper shot out. Everyone at the Ravenclaw table was holding their breath.

'The champion for Hogwarts is.'

'Devon Devon Devon,' Amy whispered.

'Cedric Diggory.'

As the Hufflepuff table erupted in cheers a loud 'NO!' could be heard up and down the Ravenclaw table, and, if Elinor wasn't mistaken, at the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables as well.

'Don't worry about it Devon,' said Toni. 'Who would want to be competing against Her Majesty and Ugly Quidditch Dude anyway? Certainly not me.'

'Hey!' said Amy, hitting her sister. 'Vik isn't ugly! He's got lovely eyes.'

'Yeah and a nose the size of my wand,' said Toni.

'Well, you know what they say about big noses.'said Alison grinning.

'Uh, large nostrils?' asked Jess, not getting it. Everyone stared at her but before anyone could answer her the Goblet of Fire shot out one more piece of paper.

Everyone fell silent as Dumbledore went over, picked it up and stared at it for a moment.

'Harry Potter.'

As everyone turned to look at the Gryffindor Fourth Year, Elinor stared down at her plate.

The champions were all from her dream.

But what did it mean?