Chapter 3
"Krum?"
"He was a Quidditch player; one of the best, apparently. He also had a thing for Aunt Mione. Uncle Ron got really jealous, despite not wanting to admit that he liked Mione."
"Is he the one that Crouch cast Imperio on in the final challenge?"
"Yes. We'll have to watch out for that."
"Ok. Don't they have a feast now?"
"Yes. And afterwards, we'll put our entry in the Goblet."
"Crouch is in there." Lily and Anakin were studying the Marauder's Map. "He shouldn't be too long; he'll be worried about discovery."
"And when he leaves, I'll go down and put our names in."
"Have you written them out yet?"
"No."
"Good. Because we should use a false surname."
Anakin looked at her in surprise. "I didn't think of that. You're right. Both our surnames are too recognisable – your dad's a hero, I come from a Pure Blood family. But what should we put?"
Lily smiled smugly. "I've got an idea."
After Crouch had left, Anakin crept into the Great Hall, under the cover of the Invisibility Cloak. He stepped up to the Goblet and dropped a piece of paper in. The Goblet flared red, accepting it. Anakin grinned. Lily had been right. The false surname was perfect. It was a simple ruse, but it should work, at least for a time.
Anakin left the Hall.
