A/N: I do not own anything Harry Potter. Just a reminder I wrote two Annie one-shots set in her third year called Boggarts and So Close. Read them or not, it's okay. Hope you enjoy this chapter! XO

Chapter 20

They were standing outside The Three Broomsticks, Annie crossing her arms and tapping her foot. Sirius ran his hands through his hair and smiled.

"You really aren't allowed in the village without permission you know," he said.

"I don't care. What are you doing here? And with a girl! Who is she?" Annie probed.

"I believe I asked you a question first. What are you doing here?" Sirius asked trying to avoid the conversation.

"I had a craving for Butterbeer as did George," she answered tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Now you."

Sirius sighed. "Please don't be mad at me, okay. I was going to tell you on your next scheduled Hogsmeade trip."

Annie rolled her eyes as Sirius looked down at the ground.

"Her name is Lydia Trigg and we've actually been going out since September," he said. Sirius looked up into Annie's face and saw that she was smiling.

"Lydia Trigg, huh?"

"Yes, we met at work. She's really sweet, Annie. I think you would really like her." Sirius gave Annie an apologetic look. He hated hiding things from her. "Would you like to meet her?"

To his relief Annie smiled. "Yes, I think I would."

Sirius placed his arm around Annie's shoulders and they walked back into the pub. They found their dates waiting at the bar, George talking to Madame Rosmerta and Lydia sitting on one of the stools watching the pair as they came in. George smiled at Annie as she made her way over to him and Sirius stood at Lydia's side.

"Well, I didn't plan on doing this until later but Lydia, this is my daughter Annie," he said gesturing to Annie who stuck out her hand for her to shake.

Lydia smiled and shook Annie's hand. "Annie it is so nice to finally meet you," she said. "Sirius talks about you all the time."

"Well I wish I could say the same about you," she said shooting Sirius a look. "But it's nice to meet you anyway. This is my boyfriend, George, by the way." Annie jerked her thumb at George who also held out his hand.

"Nice to meet you," he said shaking her hand.

"Now that we've all met, how about we get a booth?" Sirius led them over to the corner booth by the window. Once they sat down he called the landlady over. "Hey, Rosie, two Butterbeers for the kids and what you like, Lydia?"

"A Firewhiskey," she answered.

Sirius smiled. "And two Firewhiskeys."

Madame Rosmerta brought the group their drinks and they sat in an awkward silence sipping them. After a few minutes Annie finally spoke.

"So, er, Lydia. Dad said you met at work. Are you an Auror too?" she asked.

Lydia smiled and placed her drink down on the table. "No actually I work in the Department of Magical Games and Sports. I schedule the Quidditch matches in England, Scotland and Ireland."

Annie choked on her Butterbeer and spit some on the table. "You work with Quidditch?"

"I told you would like her," said Sirius laughing at his daughter's reaction.

George handed Annie a napkin and laughed along with Sirius. "And Annie has just gone completely mental."

Lydia gave a nervous laugh. "Would somebody mind filling me in?" she asked looking between Sirius and George.

"You've said the magic word," said George.

"What, Quidditch?"

"Precisely," Sirius said taking a sip of his Firewhiskey. He placed his stein back on the table and turned to Lydia. "Remember how I told you that Annie plays Chaser for the Gryffindor house team?"

Lydia nodded still looking utterly confused.

"Well, one mention of Quidditch and you get this," he explained gesturing to Annie whose face broke into a wide smile.

"After Hogwarts I'm going to play for the Hollyhead Harpies and then when I eventually retire I'm going to work in the Department of Magical Games and Sports at the Ministry doing exactly what you do now," she said confidently. She drowned the rest of her Butterbeer and set the glass on the table. When she looked up she found Sirius, George and Lydia looking at her with amused expressions. "What?"

Sirius shook his head and George laughed. Lydia smiled.

"The Hollyhead Harpies, huh? A big Gwenog Jones fan I see," she said placing her elbows on the table.

"Only the biggest!" Annie answered. "She's amazing. But I'm more curious if you know Connolly of Ireland."

"And I lost her," said George sarcastically. Sirius laughed and tipped his drink in his direction before taking a sip.

"Yes, I do know him," Lydia laughed. "Very handsome and very single I might add."

Annie giggled.

George rolled his eyes. "You know I'm right here, right?"

Annie kissed him on the cheek. "Oh I know."

George smiled and kissed her on the top of her head. "Hey, Lydia," he said wrapping an arm around Annie's shoulder. "You wouldn't happen to know Oliver Wood, would you?"

"Oliver Wood? Oliver Wood? Oh! Young guy, reserve Keeper for Puddlemere United. Friend of yours?" she asked.

"He's only like a God at Quidditch," Annie blurted out. "His practice schedules were legendary. Not to mention his train-"

"Yeah don't listen to her," said George moving a hand to cover her mouth. "He's what you would call a Quidditch nut and took practice and matches way too seriously for a school team. But yes, he is a friend and former captain of ours. You are disgusting." George removed the hand that Annie licked from her mouth and wiped in on his pants.

Lydia nodded while taking a sip of her Firewhiskey. "He did seem a little gung-ho about Quidditch when I met him, which is good because that is exactly what a team needs."

"Dad, I like her," Annie said suddenly turning to Sirius. "She's nice, she's pretty and she likes Quidditch. I give you permission to date her."

Sirius turned to Lydia and kissed her on the cheek. "I'm glad I've got your permission. And I really am sorry that I kept this from you."

"That's okay," she said waving a hand. "Hey do Remus, Uncle James and Aunt Lily know about her?"

"Er, yeah they do, kiddo. James actually introduced us this summer when I started work."

"Ah, well whatever," Annie said looking at both of George's wrists. "Oh I forgot you don't wear a watch. Anybody know what time it is?"

Sirius pulled up the sleeve of his robes. "Quarter past three."

"Georgie, the feast!" Annie stood up from the table and George slid out of the booth after her.

Sirius stood up and gave his daughter a hug. "How are you getting back? Do you need some help getting back to Hogwarts?"

Annie laughed. "Ha! Us need help? Please, we actually found a new passage out of the castle that we took in."

"Yeah, we reckon it might be a little safer and quicker than the one-eyed witch passage," added George shaking Sirius's hand.

"What? Where is it?" Sirius said excitedly.

"There's a big boulder close to the Shrieking Shack and like the one-eyed witch passage, you tap it and say Dissendium. It leads into an unused classroom on the first floor," answered Annie taking George's hand and heading for the door. "Well, we better get going. It was nice meeting you, Lydia. I'm sure I'll see you again soon. Bye dad!"

Annie led George out of the pub and they walked over to the boulder. Once inside the passage they made their way back to the castle.

"So you snuck out of the castle instead of coming to see Hagrid with us?" Hermione asked, a slight tone of annoyance in her voice.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Hermione, that's not important right now," he said. "The main point of Annie's news is that Sirius has a new girlfriend."

Annie, Harry, Ron and Hermione were all sitting at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall eating their dinners. Tonight's feast was not only the Halloween feast, which was always a big affair, but it was also the night that the student's would find out who the Triwizard Champions would be. Everyone seemed to be eating their dinners rather quickly, eager to hear the night's announcement. The Goblet of Fire had already been brought into the Hall and was catching quick glimpses from the students and staff alike.

"You really don't care about breaking rules, do you?" asked Hermione stiffly. She always hated when Annie would go against authority.

"No," answered Annie simply. "Anyway, she's really nice. I approve of her."

"By 'I approve of her' you mean she likes Quidditch?" Ron questioned thickly through a mouthful of potatoes.

Annie waved a carrot her fork at Ron as she spoke. "Yes and she happens to work for the Department of Magical Games and Sports." She popped to carrot in her mouth and smiled.

"Does she really?" asked Harry amusedly.

Annie turned to Harry. "Yes she does. She schedules the Quidditch matches. Stop looking at me like that, you look like Uncle James."

"Oh and how do I look like my dad?"

"You're giving me that look he always gives me when I start to talk too much about Quidditch. He thinks it's funny."

Harry laughed and stabbed a piece of roast beef. "It is funny and you do talk too much about Quidditch."

Annie stuck her tongue out at him and Ron laughed.

As the plates cleared from the tables, Professor Dumbledore stood up to address the students and faculty.

"And now the moment we have all been waiting for. It is time for the Goblet of Fire to select our Triwizard Champions." Dumbledore paused as the students began to cheer. "Before we announce our Champions, I would like to ask that once you are is chosen to please come up to the front and make your way into the next room where you will be given further instructions. And now the champions."

The candles dimmed and Annie felt a slight drop in temperature. Everyone watched the Goblet intently. Finally, the flames sparked red and it spewed forth a single piece of parchment. Professor Dumbledore caught the parchment with a flourish of his hand.

"The Champion from Beauxbatons Academy is Fleur Delacour!" he announced. The girl with the long silvery hair that Ron had admired the night before, stood up and made her way to the room off the Great Hall. After the cheers of her fellow Beauxbatons students died down, everyone turned their attention once more upon the Goblet of Fire's glowing red flames.

"The Durmstrang Champion is Viktor Krum!" Dumbledore read from the parchment. Viktor received loud applause from the students as he made his way forward. Viktor entered the next room and everyone waited for the final champion to be announced.

The Goblet's flames burned red and a single piece of parchment was caught by Professor Dumbledore. "And now the Hogwarts Champion will be Cedric Diggory!" A tall good-looking boy from Hufflepuff stood up from the table to tumultuous ovation from the Hogwarts students. Everyone was cheering except three students. Harry looked over and noticed Fred, George and Annie clapping politely and rolling their eyes.

"What's going on?" he whispered the noise died down.

"He beat us at Quidditch, remember? I hate that guy," she whispered back shaking her head and Harry rolled his eyes.

"Yes I know you are all very excited. The Triwizard Tournament will be quite the event this year. Now I would like you all-" Dumbledore was interrupted by the Goblet of Fire's flames turning red once more. He grabbed the parchment out of the air read the writing aloud.

"Harry Potter!"

Annie gasped as did half of the school. He turned to look at her and she could sense the fear he now felt. Hermione pushed Harry up and he looked back at them desperately as he made his way forward. Harry walked up to Dumbledore who pointed the room off of the Hall. Annie watched as he walked in and turned her eyes back on Dumbledore.

"As I was saying before, I would like you to remember to support your school Champions. They need every last bit of encouragement. That is all for tonight. Happy Halloween!" He dismissed the students with a wave of his hand and chatter broke out almost immediately.

Annie and Hermione linked arms and Ron followed along behind them as they made their way out of the Great Hall. They walked all the way up to Gryffindor Tower in silence. Once inside they took their favorite armchairs by the fire and waited for Harry to come back.

"How did he enter?" asked Ron after a while. He was staring into the fire intently.

"He didn't enter," answered Annie. "Why would you think he did?"

"Ron, Harry would have told us that he entered," Hermione said calmly trying to avoid a fight.

Ron stared at Annie, his eyes filled with anger. "Oh come on you really think he didn't enter? His name came out of the Goblet of Fire! He just wants to add more fame to his name," he yelled. The few spare people that had stayed in the common room turned to see what the disturbance was.

Annie stood up and walked over to Ron. "You know that's not true," she said poking his chest. "Honestly Ron, you really think he wanted to enter the Tournament? He said so himself that he's had enough attention to last a lifetime."

Ron scowled and pushed Annie's hand away and stood up. He stalked over to the stairs and went up to his dormitory leaving Annie and Hermione stunned.

Annie shook her head. "I'm going to bed."

She stomped up the stairs and kicked her trunk. She gasped in pain and hopped over to her bed and sat down. Annie ran her hands through her hair and fell back onto the bed and fell asleep.

A/N: Well I hoped you enjoyed reading this chapter. Up next: Annie's adventures in tutoring. Thought I almost forgot, eh? Well I didn't. Oh, and I recently finished an incredible HP FanFic and am now in the market for a new one to read. If you know of any set in the Marauder Era or any you've just enjoyed inbox me the title. Thanks for reading! Until next time. XO