After the match was over they all fought their way out of the stands and made their way back to the Weasleys' tent. On their way back Hermione couldn't help but observe that everyone seemed to be partying, even the Bulgarians.

When they arrived back at the Weasley's tent Mr. Weasley insisted they all sit around the campfire. For he was so proud that he had made it himself the muggle way. Mr. Weasley rushed inside excitedly to make them all butterbeer. Everyone sat around the fire, each to their own conversation. Hermione started out the night sitting with Ginny. Ginny was badgering Hermione yet again about Cedric. Hermione drove them away from the conversation by turning their attention to Ron, who was making a right spectacle of himself. Everyone was laughing because Ron was giving a speech on Krum's greatness.

"He's like a bird the way he fly's." said Ron jumping up onto a chair. "He's a true artist."

"Ron, I think you're in love," giggled Ginny. Then the twins broke out in song.

"Victor I love you…"

"Victor I do…"

"When we're apart my heart beats only for you!" Everyone joined in.

They all cracked up as they finished their loving mockery of their dearest Ronald. Ron swatted at them in response.

After the commotion died down everyone spread out again. Hermione sat with Harry, Ron, and Ginny this time. She looked over to see where Cedric was, hitting herself inwardly for doing so. But when she looked over he was nowhere to be found. In her search to find him she realized Fred was also missing. How peculiar considering they both hate each other.

"What're you doing messing with Hermione's head like that? It's wrong. I would beat you up for it but I want Ron to have the honors." Fred said threateningly, a slight growl to his voice. Hermione had gone looking for them and was now hiding on the side of a tent to avoid them seeing her. She felt downright awful about eavesdropping but she couldn't bring herself to move away. It was about her after all.

"Who says I'm messing with her head?" challenged Cedric stepping up close to Fred and glaring at him.

"Diggory." snorted Fred. "She's a great girl; smart and kind. But there is no way a pretty boy like you can see past looks."

"I'm not even going to dignify that with an answer." replied Cedric. "You know nothing about me." Hermione felt embarrassed and awkward so she decided to just walk away at that point and forget the whole conversation. But, that was easier said than done.

Hermione returned back to stand with Ron. Harry and Ginny were off talking suspiciously in a secluded corner. (Hermione would question Ginny about that later.)

"So." Ron said awkwardly as he wasn't one for conversation. "How did you like the game?"

Before Hermione could respond Cedric excused himself to stand in between Ron and Hermione.

"I'm sorry but could I ask you to take a walk with me," asked Cedric politely, his question was directed at Hermione. Hermione noticed Ron though, who looked thoroughly annoyed. What was that about?

"Sure." Hermione replied, turning her attention away from Ron to address Cedric's question. She excused herself from her conversation with Ron before walking outside with Cedric. He had his hands stuffed in his pockets and he just stared out at the sunset. They walked, in a comfortable silence, over to a little hill and sat down.

"Obviously things have been weird this past couple days." Cedric started off with. For a guy who knew how to talk, he seemed so awkward.

He stopped with that and seemed to be thinking of what to say. Hermione would've been annoyed but she didn't know what to say herself. She almost knew what was coming but she felt like it couldn't be true.

He seemed to have collected his thoughts and it became smoother and clear now. "Hermione I'm sick of playing these little games. I like you as a lot more than a friend and I know this is all kind of weird and sudden. But, I just feel this connection. You're honestly one of the smartest girls I've ever met. And I don't really know what I'm saying right now. I must sound mad as a hatter. I'm sorry." He laughed a bit at himself and ran his hand through his hair. He stared at Hermione intently, not showing his embarrassment anymore.

Then he kissed Hermione and it was sudden and caught her completely off guard. This kiss was more of a question at first. A question asking Hermione if she felt the same way. She did, but she didn't know what to do. So she just sat their shocked and barely moving. This signaled to Cedric she didn't feel the same way. So he pulled back.

"I'm sorry. That was rude of me." He smiled, looking down and trying to hide it. Obviously he wasn't that sorry.

"No it wasn't. I do feel the same way this whole thing is just..." Hermione struggled to find what she meant to say, which resulted in her letting out a tiny laugh. "Crazy." She finished. If not put in the most eloquent way that surely explained how she felt. "I must sound utterly ridiculous." She laughed at herself again. Just like he had.

This time when he leaned in to kiss Hermione she was ready for it. He got very very close. Then Cedric pressed his lips against Hermione's. They were warm and sweet. She gradually felt all the awkwardness melting away. She pulled back and looked at him embarrassed. He looked her straight in the eyes and smiled. Like a true gentlemen he asked, "I would really like to kiss you again. I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do that." Hermione wasn't quite sure what he meant by that but she didn't care at this point. Being around Cedric changed something in her; he made her feel more... daring. Hermione kissed him again in response. His hands knotted into her bushy hair just a bit so he could pull her face closer. She gently wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him. Hermione was starting to lose control a bit and then...

BOOM!

It felt as if the whole world had shaken and Hermione was now awkwardly positioned on top of Cedric. She quickly scampered off and stood up.

"What happened," She looked around frantically drawing her wand in response.

"I don't know," he said drawing his wand also. There was fire erupting everywhere and people were running and screaming. He grabbed Hermione's hand, but in a more protective way, and pulled her as fast as he could back to the Weasley's tent. They were surrounded by extreme chaos when they reached the tents.

"There you two are." screamed Mr. Weasley over the crowd when he spotted the two. "Get back to the portkey. And stick together! Go now!"

Cedric and Hermione didn't need to be told twice. They ran side by side towards the portkey, their hands now released so they could move faster. Hermione was so red from all the running and chaos, and if she was honest with herself, probably from kissing Cedric too. When they reached the portkey everyone was there except Harry, that always meant a great deal of trouble was either already there or soon to follow.

"Where's Harry?" Hermione cried racing back towards the crowd without even getting a response. There was never any time to waste when Harry could even possibly be in danger. Ron and Cedric were on her heels.

"Hermione, slow down." cried Ron.

"Granger, it isn't helping if we get lost too." Cedric tried to reason.

"I can't leave him!" Hermione huffed as she pushed herself to race forward. They knew arguing with her was useless so they just tried to keep up with her.

Hermione found Harry on the ground a good twenty minutes later. He was half conscious.

"Harry." she screamed in panic as she spotted him. She raced towards him and Ron and Cedric helped her get him up to his feet.

"You've been caught." exclaimed a voice; they heard dozens of apparition pops just as they had gotten Harry off the ground and onto his feet. Harry was still leaning against them.

"Who conjured it?" asked Fudge wand pointed straight at them. He and his employees were now surrounding the group of young school children, wands covering all of them.

"You've been discovered at the scene of the crime," yelled Crouch pointing his wand at them all in turn. Hermione was panting and confused. What was going on? She looked at the minister and his close employees cautiously.

"Barty, they're children," reasoned Mr. Diggory as he entered the clearing, the Weasleys on his heels.

Fudge looked closely at Mr. Diggory and the Weasleys. Then he looked back at us. "Fine." replied Fudge seeming as if he didn't completely believe us. But, as more explosions were heard, he swiveled his head around nervously. "But we should all take shelter immediately. These grounds aren't safe."

Writer's Notes:

Hola puppies. wow good job emma you got this chapter out fast*pats self on back* (shhh its because I split the last chapter in half so this is just the second half of what the last chapter originally was) I didn't cheat no accusing me.

Anywho please comment. I loooovvvveee to hear what you have to say I really really do. It motivates me to get chapters out faster.