In the middle of the second week back, Dumbledore made an announcement over dinner.
"All of you students who were with us two years ago remember the Triwizard Tournament. Our own Harry Potter…"
All eyes on Harry.
"…got through the maze with Cedric Diggory, where the cup transported them to a graveyard. Cedric was killed, and Voldemort came back."
Gasps from the First and Second Years.
"Well, you also remember the students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. They have requested that we host a reunion; a chance for friends to reunite. If the plans follow through, we will have a second ball, only for Halloween this time. A poll will be sent out among students tomorrow at breakfast. Please give this matter much thought, for it will impact your classes. Now, tuck in!
The ding of silverware echoed across the hall along with mutters and chatting.
"Ah ting tiy shob com buck. For waz bitte." was what Ron contributed.
Translation: I think they should come back. Fleur was pretty.
"This would be an excellent opportunity to increase the bonds between nations. There is no competition this time, so we can solely focus on building friendships." Obviously that was Hermione.
"You just want to see Vicky again." Ron had cleared his mouth, but no one knew how.
"I resent that, you pig!"
"Shut up both of you! It's a brilliant idea; now that Voldemort's back we need the bonds. Hermione's right. Ron that comment was out of line." Harry practically yelled.
Hermione grinned malevolently at Ron.
"Hermione, you didn't need to start another war." Harry said.
Ron turned his laugh into a hacking cough.
"Can we please finish eating?" Ron said before stuffing his mouth with Crème Brule.
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Talk all around the school said that the other champions would hold a grudge against Harry.
Gossip said that Krum was going to get together with Hermione.
Rumors told that Beauxbatons were bringing a chimera to finish Harry off.
Everyone believed the lies.
"Harry, just let the words slide off your skin. It doesn't matter what people say. I don't let it affect me." Hermione advised Harry. Harry didn't comment that, when Pansy imitated her kissing Krum, Hermione's face turned as red as Ron's hair.
"OK Hermione…."
"Harry Potter, don't you dare use that tone with me! I'm just trying to help!"
"Calm down Hermione! I was just, er, thinking about something. I wasn't mocking you!"
"Well what was so important that you ignored me to think about?"
"Just your reaction to the teasing." Harry mumbled that.
Hermione sniffed and turned to walk away.
"Hermione, what's the matter? You usually only fire up at Ron. Something's bugging you." Harry told her in a soft tone as he turned her around.
"I'm just worried. The teasing is horrible, and we don't even know if they are coming yet!"
"It'll be OK, Hermione."
"Thanks, Harry."
Trudging of to bed, the morning came all to soon. The students filed down to the Great Hall.
At every place at the table, there were no plates or silverware. There were slips of parchment and quills. Everyone took their seats, and Dumbledore stood up to speak.
"Everyone, listen carefully. If you wish for the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang to come to Hogwarts, write the word 'yes' on your parchment. If you don't, write a 'no'. This ink is invisible to all but who wrote it until I sort through them. Write your answer now."
The scratching of quills filled the air. Once everyone was done, the parchment scraps flew up to the teacher's table and Dumbledore waved his wand.
"Alright, the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will…"
A/N Cliffhanger! I know the Harry/Hermione scene was kinda choppy. During that conversation, Ron was pigging out in the kitchens. Lol. Muffins for reviewey peoples!
Disclaimer- If I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't be typing this on Fanfiction. It would be in a book, and a certain SOMEONE cough cough wouldn't be DEAD!
