The night had finally arrived for the champion selection. Everyone was racing downstairs to dinner in order to see who would be chosen.

Dumbledore stood at the front of the Great Hall waiting for eight o'clock which is when the names would be chosen. He'd instructed us that if we were chosen we were to come to the front and wait to be taken out of the room.

The clock struck eight. The Goblet of Fire blew red flames and shot out a paper. It floated to Dumbledore He caught it in his hand.

"From Beauxbaton, Fleur Delacour!" he announced. I groaned. Fleur Delacour, was conceited, vain, uptight, and just another pretty face.

Another piece of paper flew out of the cup.

"From Durmstrang, Viktor Krum!" Everyone cheered. I had the feeling that he was going to be chosen.

The final piece of paper flew. Dumbledore too looked anxious to see who it was.

"From our very own Hogwarts, Cedric Diggory!" Everyone cheered and clapped for their fellow classmate.

"Darn," I said crossly. So much for that.

Dumbledore began to ramble on as the champions gloated in front of us. Snape wasn't paying attention. Something at the back of the room had distracted him. I looked at the back to see the Goblet of Fire was acting up the way it was before it shot out a name. But that couldn't be could it?

But the goblet shot out another piece of paper and it floated to the front of the room.

"Of course it shoots out another name. It wouldn't be Hogwarts if it didn't," Hermione said.

"Maybe it says, 'oh, my bad, not Diggory'. I could handle that," I said.

Dumbledore grabbed the paper and his eyes widened and his face turned red in anger. He looked right at me.

*ME!?!*

". . . Harry Potter. . ."

*Ohh... He was looking behind me at...*

"Harry!" I squealed. He looked around in a panic.

"Harry Potter!" he said furiously.

"What did you do?" I asked Harry.

"Nothing," Harry said, white as ghost, tears in his eyes, completely terrified.

"HARRY POTTER!" Dumbledore said even more angrily. Harry got out of his seat, sweating bullets now.

"Pretend to faint. They'll totally buy it," I said

Harry walked to the front of the room and after he had been taken away everyone started looking at me. Being a twin had a lot of downfalls.

I shrank down in my seat and prayed that everyone would stop staring at me.

"How did he get picked?" Ron asked.

"I don't know. Harry's too young to enter. It's impossible," I said with confusion in my voice.

Dinner was eaten in whispers. People giving their two cents on how Harry got entered. Nobody cared about Diggory, Fleur of Viktor. Everyone was all ears about Harry.

"Hannah," a voice from behind me beckoned. It was Draco.

"Hello Malfoy," Hermione said spitefully. Draco ignored her.

"How did your brother end up in the tournament?" he asked. I shrugged.

"I don't know. I don't think he would've entered. I mean he has a disregard for authority but he wouldn't enter. He's not stupid," I said.

From out the back door of the Great Hall came Snape and as luck would have it, he was marching over to me.

He stood next to Draco who stepped to the side slightly.

"Can we see you, Potter?" he asked. I slowly rose from my seat and followed Snape out of the Great Hall into the back room.

Harry, Fleur, Viktor, Cedric, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Barty Crouch (from the ministry), Karkaroff (from Durmstrang), and Madame Maxine (from Beauxbaton) were all in the back room.

"Hannah," Dumbledore said walking over to me. His voice wasn't cheery as it usually was. His eyes didn't twinkle like they usually would. He was furious about this and he wanted to get to the bottom of how this happened.

"Yes sir?" I asked mildly afraid of what lied ahead in my future.

"Did you find away to get your brothers name into that cup and I don't want to hear any back talk of any of your sarcastic comments right now." I gulped.

"No sir," I said. His eyes widened and his looked gazed down harder on me. "Sir, no. I in no way, shape or form helped that name get into that goblet. I'm not one who would put her own brother's life in danger for shits and giggles."

"In danger?" Harry asked shakily.

"Oh, yeah. Some of the task in the tournament are potentially fatal," Cedric said.

"Well aren't you just full optimism Diggory," I said sarcastically.

"Clearly zey are lying," Madame Maxine said. "Zere is no other way that his name got into zey goblet."

"Hey! I was raised to tell the truth. I would never lie about something, especially something as serious as this!" I said defensively.

"Clearly Potter did not enter and this is merely an attempt to get him into trouble," Snape said. "He should not be able to compete."

"Thank you, Professor Snape," Harry said filled with relief. "Now Hannah and I will be on our way-."

"No... The rules say he has to enter. It is a very tight contract, the TriWizard Tournament. He has no choice. Harry Potter is now the fourth Champion," Barty Crouch said.

"You can't be serious! He's 14!" Fleur said.

"What? You intimidated?" I asked Fleur.

"Please? Me intimidated by a fourteen year old?" Fleur turned her nose up.

"Now stop it! Both of you!" Dumbledore said. "Harry, Hannah, Cedric you may proceed to dinner. Fleur Viktor, you may as well unless you have anything else to say to your students."

Harry, Cedric and I walk out of the back room and into the Great Hall.

"You really didn't enter did you?" Cedric asked Harry.

"No. I didn't want to enter. I'm too much of a chicken to enter," Harry said.

"Well none of that matters now. You're in this now and you have to do. . . As much as you don't want to."

Harry didn't hesitate to go up to his room and since he escaped, everyone interrogated me.

"How did he enter?"
"Did you help him?"
"Did you use an aging potion?"
"I know you know Hannah!"

"Now people. You are not to ask Hannah anymore questions until she has had her proper beauty sleep," Parvati said.

"Yes. Now off to bed all of you!" Hermione said.

"Yeah! No further questions," Emily said. I shook my head as my friends walked me up to my room like I was the president and they were the Secret Service.

I got to my room and sat down on my bed.

"Thank you guys," I said.

"No prob. We know you and Harry wouldn't do anything to jeopardize your lives," Parvati said.

"Except go past a giant three headed dog," Emily said.

"And fight a giant snake," Parvati added.

"Fight a troll," Emily continued.

"But other than that, you guys aren't stupid," Parvati said. Hermione and I exchanged glances.

Someone began banging on your door as Emily went to brush her teeth.

I got off your bed and walked over to the door. I opened it. Ron stood on the other side.

"Ron! What are you doing here?" I asked stepping out into the hallway.

"You're brother's a liar," he said.

"A liar? What are you talking about?" I asked confusedly.

"The TriWizard tournament," Ron said. I sighed.

"You don't really don't think that he entered do you Ron?" I asked.

"How else did he get his name in that goblet?" Ron asked.

"Someone must've put it in there. You know he was too young to cross the age line," I said.

"You actually believe that load of bull?" Ron asked.

"It's not bull. It's the truth. I've known you since we were kids. Before Hogwarts. Why don't you believe me? Why don't you believe Harry? He's your best friend," I said.

"He was my best friend," Ron said. He turned his back and walked out of the girls dormitories. I walked back into my room and slammed the door behind me.