Chapter 5

- The Four Champions -

"Sit down please. And now the moment you've all been waiting for, the champions selection!"

Everyone was silent. Teddy had abandoned the Ravenclaw table and joined Harry and the others on the Gryffindor table. The Goblet of Fire sparked red and a small bit of parchment flew out of the flames. Dumbledore caught it. "The Durmstrang champion is ... Viktor Krum!"

The boys of Durmstrang all clapped Viktor on the back as he walked towards Dumbledore, who pointed to a door for him to walk through. The Goblet of Fir sparked again and Dumbledore caught the next piece of parchment. "The champion from Beauxbatons... Fleur Delacour!"

Excited squeals came from the Beauxbaton girls as Fleur Delacour went through the same door as Viktor Krum. Once more the Goblet spurted a piece of parchment in the air which Dumbledore quickly caught. "The Hogwarts champion... Cedric Diggory!"

Teddy recognized the tall Hufflepuff who walked up the Great Hall and disappeared behind the door. "Excellent! we now have our three champions! But in the end, only one will go down in history. Only one will hoist this chalice of champions, this vessel of victory the Tri-wizard cup!"

Dumbledore spun around and a large veil lifted off a sparkling crystal cup. Teddy clapped, impressed and excited. But as Dumbledore's back was turned the Goblet of Fire turned red again and out floated one more piece of parchment. The Headmaster caught it.

"Harry Potter..." He mumbled and Teddy wondered if he'd heard him correctly. "Harry Potter?" Dumbledore called out.

Beside Teddy, Harry sat down as if he wanted to disappear. "Harry Potter!" Dumbledore shouted.

"Harry, go on. Oh, Harry for goodness sake!" Hermione pushed Harry forward.

Teddy glanced at the others. Hermione looked nervous, but Ron was giving Harry a sour look. Harry was walking up to the end of the Hall. Teddy would've hated to be in his shoes. "He's a cheat!" Someone in the hall yelled.

"He's not even seventeen yet!"

Teddy watched as he disappeared through the back door, then there was a burst of noise. Everyone was yelling at the teachers and each other. "Silence!" Dumbledore cried out. "Prefects if you will please show your houses to their dorms, I believe it is time for bed."

"There not actually going to let him compete, are they?" Teddy asked Hermione who shook her head.

"I don't know."

"How was that even possible?"

"I don't know, Teddy."

There they were again, the dreaded 'I don't know's'. Ever since the Quidditch Cup Teddy had been hearing those three words over and over again and he hated the cold sensation that followed afterwards.

Teddy walked into the Charms and took his usual seat next to Hermione and waited for Ron and Harry to arrive. He hadn't been able to talk to Harry since the events of last night. The door opened and both boys walked in. Teddy waved, but his smile faded when the two of them sat on opposite sides of the classroom from each other. "What's going on?"

"Ron and Harry got into a fight last night." Hermione had already opened her book as Professor Flitwick began the lesson.

"What about?"

She didn't respond so Teddy quickly pulled out his quill and parchment. He tried to concentrate on the lesson, but he couldn't ignore how Harry and Ron never made eye contact with each other. It bothered him. He hated it when his friends fought. Though he'd gotten pretty used to Ron and Hermione's squabbles. When the class ended Teddy stood up, he intended to talk to them but they'd both left the classroom in a hurry.

"How bad do you think it is?"

"Don't know, I just hope it ends soon."

They both packed up their belongings and walked to their next classroom. "I can't believe they're letting Harry compete in the tournament! Surely there must be rules against it!" Teddy said loudly as they walked.

"There's nothing that can be done. His a Tri-wizard champion now." She spoke in an unusually casual voice.

"Aren't you worried?" He said angrily.

"Of course I am!"

"Well you're not showing it!"

"What difference would it make? Stop biting my head off, Teddy!"

Teddy went silent, instantly regretting raising his voice. "Sorry."

"It's fine."

They arrived at their History of Magic classroom. Once again, Ron and Harry had taken seats as far away from each other as possible. "I really hope this doesn't keep up." Teddy groaned.

Hermione insisted that they took a seat at the front, which usually Teddy would object to. But without either Harry not Ron to back him up he was forced to obey. Hermione had always pushed Teddy to do his best, which he appreciated, but sometimes it was plain annoying. "I doubt that history of giants is ever going to help me in the future." He whispered halfway through the class.

"Shh!"

By the time the double period had ended Teddy's temples hurt. "My brain's about to explode." He groaned as they left. "And how about all that homework?"

At least he had one thing to look forward to, the Hogsmeade weekend trip was coming up. "Oh, Hermione. I wanted to ask if you wanted to head down to the Three Broomsticks during the Hogsmeade trip?"

"That's where your dad's working, right?"

"Yeah, I'm hoping to bump into him there."

"Hey guys." Harry said, walking up to them.

"Oh, hey mate. You okay? You look kind of pale."

The three of them walked down to the Great Hall. The end of the day couldn't have come sooner. "I've just been told that the writer for the Daily Prophet is coming to interview the Tri-Wizard champions." Harry said.

"Cool!"

"No, not cool, Teddy." Hermione corrected. "Nothing good ever comes from the Daily Prophet. Just, be careful what you say, Harry."

Teddy remembered when he first came to Hogwarts. The press had tried to get the inside scope on the 'Wolf-Boy' and 'The-Boy-Who-Lived'. Luckily Dumbledore had controlled the situation. Teddy slowly opened his History textbook and gave an exhausted sigh.