Emma walked up the high steps of the Quittich pitch with Ginny as they sought a place to sit. Emma took Ginny's hand in hers and pushed thru the throng of people and took a seat in the third row.

"So, who's playing again?" Emma asked Ginny as she scanned the pit.

"Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, do you know nothing?" Ginny joked and Emma smiled.

"Nope, I don't like Quittich, you know that" she told her and watched as Hufflepuff warmed up.

She watched Cedric as he raced around the pit after the practice snitch and sighed, he was way too good looking. She smiled to herself when he almost fell off his broom and let out a laugh when he steadied himself. Madam Hooch blew the whistle and the game started. She watched as Ravenclaw scored point after point and the crowd off people cheered while others booed. She saw Cedric take off into the sky and watched as he dipped and climbed higher and higher until he was out of sight and she moved her eyes back to the pit when Ravenclaw scored yet again.

"And Cedric Diggory has the snitch, Hufflepuff wins!" she heard Lee yell into the microphone, bringing her out of her daze before she clapped along with the crowd.

"Nice game Ced" Emma told him and he smiled before giving her a sweaty hug; she felt her heart stop and her breath catch in her chest. "Thanks Em, I thought we were going to loose there for a moment. But then I saw the snitch and just took off after it" he told her when he pulled away with a huge smile on his face "I'm proud then" she told him. "Wait here" he told her. "Alright" she said.

Ginny raised an eyebrow at her but she ignored her friend before taking a seat on a bench and waited for him to emerge from the locker rooms. She watched the crowd of people disappear from the pit, making their way back to the school and he emerged as her head was turned. "Ok, let's go" he told her and she stood up and took his offered arm.

"So, how's your classes going?" he asked her as they trudged up the hill. "Fine, potions is getting harder and harder, I don't think I'm going to make it" she told him as they reached the top of the hill and he laughed. "I hate potions, and I'm sure you'll be fine" he told her and she shook her head. "I hear you but it's doubtful, he's got it in for me" she told him and he laughed. "What's that?" she asked him and he looked to the skies and saw the carriage with flying horses swooping down towards the school.

"I don't know, but I'm pretty sure we don't want to be standing here when that lands" he told her and took her hand and they ran to the covering. Emma was pushed against the railing and Cedric stayed close by her while the throng off people pushed to see what was going on and as the shoving got worse Cedric pushed her in front of him to block her small body from the pushing and pressed her against the railing standing directly behind her. Emma felt her cheeks burn as he pressed against her and felt her heart rate soar when his hand brushed against her hip.

During dinner that night Dumbledore explained the Tri-Wizard tournament to the school and Cedric nodded his head; he was going to enter, he just had to talk to Emma first. He looked around at his closet friends, Scott, Peter and John before he turned his head to look at Emma; during the past months she had become one of his best friends, a person he trusted with anything.

"So, I was thinking about entering" he told her the next day as they sat in the Hall watching as people entered their name into the cup. "Oh, isn't it dangerous?" she asked him and he nodded his head, turning to look at her. "Yes, some have died but I won't let that happen" he told her, she nodded her head and stared ahead blankly. "I...I just don't want anything to happen to you" she told him and bite her lip to stop the tears.

"Hey, look at me" he told her and lifted her chin so her eyes met his.

"I'm not going to die, I probably won't even be chosen" he told her and used his thumb to wipe away her tears.

"I know that, but there's still a possibility" she told him and brown eyes watched the pair from the back row of bleachers set up.

"I know that, but I could die just as easily walking down the steps every morning or playing Quittich" he told her and she laughed.

"I know that, just...if you're chosen don't die" she told him and he smiled at her "Thanks" he told her and kissed her cheek before he left.

The next day Emma sat with Hermione as they watched Fred and George fight over whose idea it was to make the aging potion and who did it wrong. The crowd grew silent as Viktor Krum entered the Hall, putting his name in the fire and the flame turned blue. He turned, his eyes catching Hermione's and he smiled at her. She gave him a small smile, a blush creeping up on her cheeks before she looked down at her book as he left.

"Someone's got a crush" Emma sang quietly in her ear and Hermione hit her with her book.

"Do not" she said sternly, but still blushed.

"Look" Hermione said and Emma looked up from her essay and watched Cedric cross the age line, tossing his name in the fire. It flashed blue and he smiled as Emma watched him jumped on Peter and she smiled. "Someone's got a crush" Hermione sang under her breath as Cedric walked towards them. "Shut it' Emma said crossly and smiled at Cedric.

"So, you did it?" she asked him, standing to take his offered hand "I did it, now all we have to do is wait" he told her as they made their way out of the Great Hall, Hermione watching them with a knowing smile. "Yeah" she said "Just wait for your name to be called" she told herself. "And our last champion, from Hogwarts is...Cedric Diggory" Dumbledore yelled and Cedric smiled and stood up. Emma felt all blood drain from her face as she struggled to breathe normally but smiled nervously from her spot as he walked towards her, kissing her cheek as he passed. She watched him leave thru the door and let out a shaky breath, she was scared for him.

"Harry Potter" Dumbledore said quietly and everyone looked around.

"Harry Potter" he said louder and Emma looked up.

"Well, go on" she told him giving him a push and watched him go thru the doors as the students whispered. "That's absurd, you're only a 4th year Harry, and it's just not fair" she told him as they walked to their Herbology class.

"It's the rules, my name was called so I'm in the Tournament" he told her.

"Why did you put your name in?" she asked, grabbing his arm to stop him.

"I didn't, don't be like Ron" he told her and she took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, that was a low blow" he told her.

Harry had been her best friend since they meet almost 11 years earlier one night outside of his house. She had thrown the ball too far, going to retrieve it she found him holding the red ball in his hands when she ran over, her blonde curls bouncing.

"Can I have my ball back?" she asked him in a small voice, swaying on her feet.

"Sure, can I play?" he asked her and she nodded her head vigorously, her blonde curls swaying with her movements.

"Yeah" she said and took his hand.

"Want to be my best friend?" she had asked and he nodded his head and they never looked back.

"It's alright, it still hurts I guess" she told him. "So, you're a champion?" she asked him and he nodded his head. "I wont die" he told her and she smiled "I know" she told him. Now, both her boys were in the Tournament.