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-A/N: Thank you, as always, for the reviews! Ohh and I have some exciting news. I finally have my own copy of HBP! Sweet. Haha.

Darkforest214: Yeah, if you read GOF, it says that Angelina turns seventeen in the beginning of the year, just in time for her to enter the Triwizard Tournament. The twins are too young at the time, and thus try to fool the goblet by using an aging spell. I took the incidents right from the book and just molded it into Angelina's perspective. Lol and when he says "I remember it just like it was last year," he's referring to the next line about the mud fight.

Anyway, I hope that clears up confusion. Thanks for your time and your review!

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JustanotherHPfan: Hey, it's nice to see a fan from the old days! Haha. Yeah, I wasn't even going to re-post the stories but then I didn't want to disappoint all the reviewers.

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October 25

Potions

Ugh. Just when I think things are going all right, then he messes it all up. I was going to ask if he fancied a walk after dinner or something. But then he started babbling about Skelo-Girl and about how he really thinks that this relationship will evolve into something more.

We both know that Fred is incapable of sustaining a relationship for more than a week. Why must he rave about this girl? What makes her so different from the others?

I even asked him that during breakfast. And he got all huffy and was like, "Angie, dear, I know you mean well but how do you know? Are you around when I'm with Olivia?"

I could only shake my head. The truth was, I know Fred like the back of my own hand. But I was never around to see him interact with Olivia. And as much as I wanted to, I couldn't get inside his head…or heart for that matter. Only he knew what he was truly thinking and feeling.

He arrogantly smirked at me and went back to his meal.

"Exactly my point. No offense, but you have no idea what our relationship is like."

I was about to point out that his reputation as a player was only generated from validity, but he went back to talking to Lee and ignored me for the rest of the time. I think he really was pissed off that I had attacked his relationship. But then again, I'm his best friend. He doesn't expect me to put up with his bull shit, does he?

God, I can't believe I let myself get strung along….I was expecting…what was I expecting?

October 30

Common Room

Today at six, the students from the other schools arrived. Lesson ended early, thank God. I don't think I'd be able to take any more useless facts about the 'Warlocks of Ward' and how they started a war with the 'Witches of East Wick and their glorious rebellion'. Madam Maxime is the supervisor for Beauxbatons. She's rather uncommonly large, if you ask me.

Professor Karkaroff is the supervisor for Durmstrang. He's the opposite of Madam Maxime. He's tall and lanky. I can already tell that Veela girl, Fleur, is going to be a bit of a nuisance. All the guys practically rolled over and died when she walked by to get to the Ravenclaw table.

I mean…she's not that pretty, is she? All right, maybe she's gorgeous…but the way the male population gapes at her, you'd think she'd waltzed into school stark naked!

Ludo Bagman and Mr. Crouch from the ministry of magic also showed up, to help organize the whole tournament. Bagman is the Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. Crouch is the Head of the Department Of International Cooperation. We had a welcoming feast, in which Dumbledore made a speech just giving information about the visiting schools and the GOF.

But on more major news Victor Krum is here, can you believe it? He's like one of the best seekers out there! It's a shame that he isn't cuter. He kind of reminds me of an overgrown pigeon. Naturally, all the girls were crowding around him and ogling him like a piece of grade-A steak at a butcher shop. Ok, so I would ask for an autograph but I'd feel too dumb.

Fred had recovered from his trial of male PMS from earlier this week and started teasing me. He laughed and was like, "Ohh stop hyperventilating over Krum before I have to give you mouth to mouth."

Despite the fact I wouldn't mind this at all, I scowled at him and went back to my food.

"Well, stop drooling over Fleur and I'll call it even," I snapped.

He only rolled his eyes and slung his arm around my shoulder.

"You know you're the only girl I drool over," he warmly joked, grinning.

I immediately shoved his arm off with unnecessary force and let out a frustrated groan.

Boys. They're always so clueless. Especially when you're dealing with a Weasley.

October 31

Common Room

Halloween

Today I entered my name into the Goblet of Fire. Hermione wished me good luck. Naturally, Fred and George used some type of aging potion and attempted to enter. And naturally, the GOF was not fooled. Earlier in the day, I saw them walking along with beards, chuckling to themselves. Let's just say that facial hair doesn't suit Fred. Today's Saturday, so no classes!

Dumbledore is going to announce the school champions around half past five. Until then, I've decided just to hang around with the girls. I have no idea what the guys are up to. The last time I saw them, they were running out of the common room, jabbering in hushed voices. I asked Fred and vaguely said over his shoulder, "Weasley's Wizard Wheezes business."

Those three are always involved in some secret business about the dumb joke shop. Honestly, sometimes the jokes just get old, all right?

Alicia, Katie and I are currently giving each other makeovers. We would go outside and initiate our weekend routine of gossip and tanning, but even though it's mildly sunny, it's getting awfully chilly. Anyway, as fate would have it, Lee asked out Katie this morning and now they're going out.

Alicia keeps asking whether or not Lee is a good kisser and Katie keeps insisting that she believes that their relationship is the real deal. I haven't spoken too much about this topic. I mean, I'm all about giggling about guys but ever since my birthday, I'm coming to the end of my rope.

What more can I say? I'm just not in the mood to discuss the same thing. I'm getting so sick of these games Fred and I play. I'm infatuated beyond belief with the boy, no doubt. But I feel like I'm on a Ferris wheel.

We keep going around and around with no destination. We flirt a little, cuddle a little and then get into an argument. Then Fred goes off and dates some random skank while I try to think of all the possible reasons why I shouldn't like him in that way. Then we make up and it starts all over again.

Alicia has noticed I'm being rather quiet, so she put down her bottle of 'Purple Mango Passion' nail polish and is staring at me.

"Angie, what's wrong?"

"Nothing less than ordinary," I wryly reply.

Katie laughs and continues painting her fingernails. Ever since her and Lee got together, she's been Miss Mary Sunshine.

"Let me guess, Fred problems?" she confidently remarks.

"Correct, as usual," I bitterly confirm.

Alicia lets out a sigh, fixing me with a sympathetic smile.

"Honestly, how many times have we told you? Fred fancies you!"

I scowl and cross my arms over my chest, taking caution as to my wet nails.

"He sure has an odd way of showing it."

Katie rolls her eyes.

"He's Fred, of course he's not going to serenade you in the Great Hall. But trust me, he definitely likes you. I mean, do you see him giving roses to any other girl? And that note….if that wasn't lathered in hidden meanings, then strap me in a wheelchair and call me Sally," she enthusiastically exclaims.

I snorted at the "wheelchair" phrase. Sometimes I really wonder if Katie had been dropped on her head as a small child…. I had told the girls about Fred's note and the late night broom ride the next day after it happened. They had all gone positively giddy with excitement.

"Yes, but that was only because it was my birthday."

"Angie, for the love of all things chocolate, open your eyes! Compare the way he acts around you and the way he acts around other girls. Don't think I don't notice that look he gets every time you're around. He really cares about you," Alicia insists.

Maybe I'm too stubborn for my own good, but I don't buy any of their talk.

"Look, Fred…is Fred. Which means if we ever did go out, it wouldn't last for more than a week or two. Maybe three if I'm lucky," I pessimistically reply.

Katie puts down her nail polish and throws her hands up in the air in exasperation.

"Ugh, do you like making up excuses just so you can't face the facts? I was talking to Lee the other day and he told me that he really thinks that Fred likes you. The only reason why Fred won't make a move is because he's afraid!"

It was kind of annoying that Katie had been discussing my love life with Lee, but there were bigger things to worry about.

"Why the bloody hell would he be afraid?"

"Because, you idiot, he doesn't want to ruin your friendship. He's afraid that if you two go out, he'll break your heart and you'll never speak to him again. That would just crush him. So he'd rather stay friends than risk a relationship," she finishes.

I ponder this for a moment. It sounds reasonable enough. Maybe I should have Katie talk to Lee about me more often.

Later

Same Day

The school champions have been announced! Krum is the champion for Durmstrang. Everyone went wild, especially Professor Karkaroff. The champion for Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour.

The Hogwarts champion is Cedric Diggory. If I thought the applause for Krum was loud, well the noise for Diggory was monstrous. The entire Hufflepuff table went raving with glee. But you'll never guess who the OTHER champion for Hogwarts is.

It's Harry Potter! I just couldn't believe it. Did he even enter his name? And if he did, how did it accept it? He's only a fourth year! Everyone was positively silent when he walked up. I felt a little bad for him, because I could tell he was just as much in shock and confusion as the rest of us. I feel bad for all the stuff he has to put up with. I expect he would just like to be known as "Harry" and not "Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived."

I'm disappointed that I didn't get picked, but not as disappointed as I thought I would be. I mean, I'm not going to jump off the Astronomy Tower just because I wasn't chosen. Although some of those girls from Beauxbatons looked like they were considering the option. I say, you win some, you lose some. That's how the game of life goes. Although it would have been nice to win that money…

Oh well. This is my life we're talking about. Of course nothing remotely cool or fortunate happens to me.

Anyway, I think the First Task is going to be sometime next week. I wonder what they're cooking up…