When I went back to the Great Hall later that night, it was because it was time for an old challenge. Not just of the strength, but it also tested the courage, brains, talent, and summoned alot of stress handling. The Triwizard Tournament. Three competetors, one from each wizarding school...Beuaxbatons, Durmstrang and Hogwarts. Last time it happened there was four champions. Viktor Krum...The Seeker, Fleur Delacour...The Brave French, Cedric Diggory...The one who died, and Harry Potter...The chosen one. One had died...But thats because it had been messed with in order for a certain dark lord to get his hand on a certain boy. My Grandmother, Luna Lovegood, saw it all with her own eyes. Any way...I was finally old enough to put my name in and i decided to. My boyfriend, Jack Frost did as well I rolled my eyes as he dramatically flew in and spun his name into the cup. Like normal the flames came up blue and then settled back down. He came over to sit with me.

"Hey Snowflake...whatcha reading?" He snatched the book i was reading out of my hands. Descendant of the Malfoy family, he certainly could be annoying when he wanted to be. But on the other hand he was almost perfect

"All Dragon Types And How To Beat Them." He laughed as he handed it back.

"You really need to find some more intresting things to read, Miss Snow." He flashed me that cute boyish smirk and i melted. I always melted when he smiled like that, the way his eyes sparkled, his pale face...

"Then find me something new to read, Mister Frost." I smirk back, beating him at his own game. He scowled

"Its no fun when you sass me back..." I lightly punched him.

"Suck it..I win and you owe me...lets see...how about a kiss?" I look at him waiting. He raises an eyebrow and smiles.

"Now that I can do.." His long arms pulled me close, until i could feel his breath on my face. Winter green. His lips came closer till they met mine Oh how soft his were.

"Get a room!" Some one yelled and i laughed as i pulled away. Quickly i turned to see John Weasley, Who's grandfather was George Weasley. Funny was in that family's blood.

"Nope! Hey John! Watch this!" Jack yelled and slammed his lips n mine. I cracked up and had to pull away for air cause i was laughing so hard. John was laughing pretty hard too. I took ahold of Jack's hand and he walked me up to the Great Hall where we would hear the names of The Three who would be competing. Our new headmaster was Headmaster North.

"My dear students, Let us listen as we hear who will be chosen to compete." He walks to the goblet as It spits out a name.

"Durmstrang will have Larson Malsi." A brown haired boy stood up as his fellow friends cheered. He had bbrawn, but maybe not brains.

"From Beauxbatons we have Ciryatan Bryeton." A young blonde girl with green eyes. Brain but not brawn.

"And Hogwarts shall have...Elsa Snow!" I gasped. That was me! I was choosen!

My eyes found his and he was worried