PART 3-I COULDN'T BELIEVE

Brooke stepped off the Hogwarts Express and stood up on her tiptoes trying to find a face she recognized. Suddenly someone bumped into her and being on her tiptoes she lost her balance easily and fell forward onto her hands and knees.

"Are you okay?" a male voice asked, and Brooke saw a hand reach out to help her up.

"Yeah," Brooke said, taking the offered hand and using it to help her to her feet. Once she was eye level she saw it was Lee Jordan who belonged to the helping hand.

"Lee, hey, thanks for the help."

"No problem, if I had passed you by the twins would have killed me."

"Comforting thought, did you see who knocked me down?"

"Some Slytherin pushing her way through the crowd."

Brooke sighed and looked at her scuffed up hands, she could feel her knees were scuffed up too.

"Do you need to go to the Hospital Wing?" asked Lee.

"It would probably be a good idea," Brooke answered.

"I'll take you."

"Thanks."

Lee let Brooke take the lead while he walked beside her; they slipped into a carriage that proceeded to move forward.

"I hear you went to Cambodia over the summer," Brooke said, rubbing her aching leg.

"My whole family did, we stayed almost two months but we had to come back early because of my dad's work," Lee replied.

"What does your dad do?"

"He works at the ministry for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Does he like his job?"

"Very much, he just wished we could have stayed together longer, my family doesn't get to spend as much time together as we would like."

"I know how that is."

Brooke flashed Lee a smile and then the carriage stopped, Lee stepped out first and reached back to help Brooke out and she took the offer gratefully as her knees were still sore. She followed Lee into the castle then into the Hospital Wing. As if sensing Brooke, Madame Pomfrey appeared in the doorway of her office.

"Sit," Madame Pomfrey said, pointing to a bed, Brooke walked over to the bed and sat down. Lee continued into the room but stopped near the door.

"It's okay, Lee, I'll be fine to get back on my own," Brooke said.

"I can wait, I don't want to walk all the way down to the great hall alone that would be boring," Lee said, grinning and Brooke chuckled. Madame Pomfrey took Brooke's hand and pulled them closer to her face.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Someone pushed me over and I fell on my hands and knees," Brooke replied, and Madame Pomfrey pulled at the knees of Brooke's pants where holes had ripped through in her fall. Madame Pomfrey made a clicking noise with her tongue and stood up. She walked to a cabinet and took out a bottle; she then got a washcloth and poured the contents of the bottle onto the cloth. After rubbing the liquid into the clothe she walked back over to Brooke and dabbed the clothe on Brooke's cuts. They instantly soothed them and she watched as they healed slightly.

"This sped up the healing a little bit but it will take another few days to heal completely," Madame Pomfrey said.

"Good, thanks, Madame Pomfrey," Brooke said, standing up, Madame Pomfrey nodded and walked back into her office, Brooke walked over to Lee and they began to walk down to the Great Hall together.

"How did you and the twins meet?" Brooke asked curiously.

"It was actually on our first day here at school, Fred and George were planning on playing a prank on one of their teachers, they weren't sure which one. I caught them working on the plan and told them the best teacher to prank would have to be Snape. They took my advice and made all the cauldrons in Snape's classroom turn to ice which made them impossible to get hot and therefore we couldn't make any potions. Snape never found out who did it and the twins were so impressed by my knowledge on best people to prank and from that day we never stopped being friends," Lee answered, smiling at the memory.

"Sounds like a true friendship, one that will last."

"I have to say the same for you, you and the twins are very close."

"Yeah we are, it's hard not to like them."

"Says the person they never prank, it's like they're afraid of you."

"Maybe they are."

Brooke broke out laughing at the comment, there was no way Fred and George Weasley were afraid of her and Lee obviously seemed to agree as he was laughing with her. The Great Hall then came out into view and it looked like the stragglers were just filing in. Brooke and Lee caught up to them and slipped inside where Brooke saw Fred wave her over. She walked over to him and slipped in-between him and George while Lee sat opposite them.

"What were you doing with Lee?" Fred asked suspiciously.

"We were snogging in the closet," Brooke said smirking. "Right, Lee?"

Lee turned around not having heard what she asked but answered anyway.

"Yeah, that's right," he said, and turned back to talking to the person next to him.

"See," Brooke said, and Fred rolled his eyes.

"Come on, Brooke, there's no way you were snogging Lee," George said, finally joining the conversation.

"What makes you so sure?"

"Oi, Lee!" Fred called, and Lee turned around annoyed. "Were you and Brooke snogging a few minutes ago?"

"She's much better at it than Angelina my friend," Lee said, winking at Brooke and both Fred and George looked at each across Brooke, she did her best not to laugh at the look on their faces but it was too much and she broke out in giggles.

"I knew you guys didn't really snog!" Fred said accusingly.

"You two don't know how much fun it is to tease you," Brooke said, wrapping her arms around each of their shoulders and pulled them into a group hug. She then released them and showed them her palms. "Lee took me to the Hospital Wing because some Slytherin girl knocked me down and made me scrape up my hands and knees."

"Bloody Slytherins," George said.

"I'll be fine though, good as new in a few days or so Madame Pomfrey tells me."

"It's best to trust her she's helped me and George more times than we can count when our practice pranks go awry," George said, smiling devilishly.

"Anything's possible with you two."

"Shh, Dumbledores about to talk," Fred said, and George smacked him on the arm and Brooke had to break them apart quickly so as not to interrupt Dumbledore as he was taking the podium. She was too busy contending with the boys to stop their petty fighting that she didn't hear a thing Dumbledore was saying and was surprised to see everyone turn to the door. A moment later a group of girls all dressed in blue floated inside throwing flowers and doing a really annoying sigh as they walked up to the front of the room.

"What's going on?" Brooke asked to Lee.

"Weren't you listening?" asked Lee, and Brooke swatted the hand of George that was about to pull Fred's hair.

"As you can see, I've been busy."

"A group of students from Beaxbatons and Durmstrang have come to compete in a tournament known as the Triwizard Tournament."

"Oh."

Brooke finally managed to keep the twins civil for now and watched a group of boys walked through the door carrying staffs that they banged on the floor leaving scorch marks. They reached the front of the room and Dumbledore continued his speech. Brooke learned that the Triwizard tournament was a legendary event that would be competed in by Hogwarts, Beaxbatons, and Durmstrang. Dumbledore then closed his speech by asking the students of Hogwarts to treat the other schools with respect before he stepped down from the podium and food appeared on the plates.

"Wow, did you see that blonde from Beaxbatons?" Fred asked Lee.

"They were all blonde," Lee answered.

"Exactly."

Brooke elbowed Fred in the side and plopped mashed potatoes on his plate.

"Stop gawking, Fred, it's rude," Brooke said.

"Why, Brooke, is that jealousy I hear?"

"I don't care who you like but you're practically drooling and it's quite sad really."

"She's got a point there, Fred," Lee said.

"Shut up, Lee, I feel like you two are ganging up against me and George."

"Maybe we are."

George was too busy stuffing his face to get in on the conversation and Fred tried to kick him across the table but got Brooke instead.

"Ow, Fred!" Brooke said, rubbing her leg.

"Sorry! I missed," Fred said, putting up his hands in defeat, Brooke rolled her eyes.

"I forgive you, now let's eat so we can go up to bed and get some sleep."

"Are you inviting me to join you?"

"Not even in your dreams, Fred, not even in your dreams."