a/n: I am sad to announce that this chapter is super short but that might be a good thing for people who thought the last chapter was a bit lengthy. I would like to thankHelloLonelyfor leaving me a review, it really helped me write this chapter fast, thought, this is not the reason it is short. Once again I do not own Harry Potter, only J. K. Rowling and some other people. Enjoy!
Another Contender
Cedric walked through the wooden door behind the teachers tables to only find a spiral stair case. He walked down the stairs which lead to the Trophy Room. Fleur and Krum were already there waiting to see why they had been sent down. Fleur was standing by the fire twirling her hair around her pale fingers. Her silvery hair flowed with her body swaying left to right, back and forth, seeming like a goddess sent to earth. The Durmstrang Champion sat in a big red chair glaring inside the fire thinking. Cedric took a place right in between both of them staring into the fire memorizing him, his hands were placed behind his back and just stood there soaking all that had just happened inside of him. Planing to pinch himself to bring him back to reality, still not believing that he was the Hogwarts Champion. A fast noise came down from the stair case, Fleur turned around with a questionable look on her face.
"What did zey want zus back?" Fleur asked looking at no other than Harry Potter in the face.
The heads of all three schools and the head of the Griffendor house followed in a rush to approach Harry. It an instance Lodo Baghman entered the center of the circle of, "I am proud to announce that Mr. Potter here is the forth Champion."Cedric looked back and forth between Baghman and Harry to see if it was some kind of joke, not believing a word that was just said. Fleur laugh a little thinking it was some kind of joke, "There must be zay a mistake Meester Baghman. 'E is too young, 'e cannot compete. What ay crazzy jokes." Krum only straightened up after Fleur's small speech.
"Joke this is not Miss. Delacour. Mr. Potter's name came out of the Goblet which is a binding contract, so he must compete." Barty Crouch said. Cedric was still looking bewildered, by what had just happened. He just stood there while the heads were fighting over Harry like the rest of the Champions did not exist.
Then Mr. Baghman leaned over to Barty and asked, "Should we give the champs their instructions?" Mr. Crouch looked at his and nodded.
"The first task you will compete in is to test your daring. We are not going to tell you what it is but courage in the face is unknown and an informant quality in a wizard. Your task will take lace on the twenty-fourth of November. All Champions are not permitted to ask for help what so ever. The first task you are only to be armed with your wand and nothing else. Champions, you are also exempted from the end of the year exams. That's it right Albus?"
"I think so Barty. Shall we go now?" Dumbeldore said while everyone started to leave the Trophy Room. "Harry, Cedric. I think you might want to head beck to Griffendor and Huffelpuff. It would be a shame to deprive you of a chance to make a great mess and lots of noise. Both boys glanced at each other and walked out the door together. Cedric finally had a chance to ask the question he had been dying to ask.
"So guess we're playing each other?" Cedric stated.
"Guess so, it will be just like Quidditch."
"Harry."
"Yes, Cedric?"
"How did you get your name in?" Cedric said as they approached the candle lit empty halls.
"I didn't. I don't know how it happened."
"Oh . . . okay, well . . . see you later then." Cedric-said heading to the right not believing Harry's words. Harry headed up the marble staircase.
Cedric approached a knight sanding straight up against a wall with ten other knights. This one was different from all the rest. For when Cedric stood in front of the armor and said, "Chocolate Frog," the knight slowly moved to show a passage to the Huffelpuff Common Room.
The room was filled with every single member of the Huffelpuff house and everyone gleamed with pride when Cedric walked into the room. Immediately people started to surround him. Food was placed on the tables and a Huffelpuff flag was placed on to Cedric's shoulders. Music filled the air with happiness and laughter. Every single person was enjoying them selves. Cedric himself was in awe of the response of his fellow house mates. The party was lively and fun. Cedric danced, ate, and talked with everyone who approached him. Most congratulated him on being the house Champion, most were just so happy that Huffelpuff was finally known, that words could not be formed. The younger ones left the party earlier. The older kids talked and had fun for another hour until, Professor Sprout suggested that everyone go to bed and get their beauty rest
Cedric's room mates fell asleep so easily but he could not. The joy inside of him kept burring and the hate for Harry burned too. He felt like the crown which Cedric was given had been taken away and gone to Harry who already had so much fame. It seemed that Harry was always in the spot light. It took a while for Cedric to remember the fear and shock that was in Harry's face when he was in the room realizing that he had to compete, not matter what Harry wanted to do, without his permission. Sent by an angel sleep had fallen on Cedric and he slept gracefully, and forgiven Harry in the process.