New chapter, sorry i didn't update in a while, its just i didnt get much reviews and i was suffering minor writers block.

ANYWHO this chappter is dedicated to hpgwaddict!

Leanne and Alfred were happy for Robbie but Leanne was disgusted that the three champions were all male.

"I mean, do they not think we can handle it? Because we can!" Alfred and Robbie rolled their eyes at each other, Leanne was passionate about wiches rights.

"Anyway," Alfred interupted her. "After the fireworks, what did they say to you?"

"Oh, the first task is on November 29th! That's not long." Robbie pulled at his collar, he was already nervous.

"Wow. Any idea what it is?" He asked eagerly.

Robbie shook his head glumly, facing the unknown is worse, as he has no way to prepare for it. "I'm just hoping it's not dragons."

"Cheating is all apart of the Triwizard Tournament, someone will find out, and then it's only a matter of time before you find out!" Alfred tried to look on the bright side of things.

"I hope your right, Alf."

October faded into November and the weather got colder, but it was the eve of the first task and Robbie was getting more and more nervous – he nor Freddie had any idea what was coming up in the task. He had even asked Pacter but he just shook his head and looked green. The pressure was getting to all of them.

He went to bed early that night, he didn't think he could stand another minute longer down in the common room where he had been wished luck numerous times which just made him feel sicker. He turned on his stomach and went to sleep to the sounds of Teddy and Victoire singing, 'Robbie is our champion, our champion, our champion, Robbie is our champion, and he's gonna kick all of your ass'!"

"Rob! Wake up, WAKE UP!"

"I'm the champion, I'm your champion!" he muttered, still half asleep.

Alfred chuckled. "Yes you are. And that's why you have to WAKE UP!" Still nothing.

Alfred sighed, then grinned devishly. "Levicorpus!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Robbie was hanging upside down, his arms flailing, and - Alfred was happy to see – wide awake. Unfortunately, now so were the three other boys in the common room. But as tired teenage boys are, they rolled over and fell instantly back asleep.

Alfred let him down and he fell heavily on the bed. "Urrrgh.." Robbie groaned, pulling a hand through his hair.

"Sorry mate, Professor Flitwick told me to wake you by nine."

Robbie bolted up. "Shit, shit shit!" he muttered, getting dressed.

Within ten minutes they were down in the hall eating breakfast. Or rather, Alfred, Leanne, Charlotte and Sophie were – Freddie and Robbie just moved their porridge around the bowl, their faces the same colour as it.

"Frederick? Robbie? Could you follow me please?" Flitwick appeared at their sides, Pacter beside him looking extremely nervous. They shakily got up, barely hearing the many wishes of good luck they recieved.

They walked down to the Quiddich pitch. Robbie looked at it in shock. The grass looked like it had been pulled up as it now resembled a large hill. The three golden hoops were standing at the very top. It looked impressive, but Robbie had no idea what it meant.

"Eh -"

He was interupted by Flitwick greeting the Minister of Magic warmly. "Minister Kingsley! How very nice to see you." Flitwick went on his tip-toes to shake hands with the tall wizard.

"And you, Filius." Kingley replied. He turned to the champions. "Now you have nothing to worry about, you're all capable wizards and will get through this task if you all concentrate and try your best." His deep and soothing voice already made Robbie feel calmer. He even managed a smile at the Minister who he had always liked and respected.

At this point Professor Sprout, Highmaster Koskov and Professor Teely came strolling around the side of the hill.

After the greetings, Kingsley began explaining the rules of the first task.

"Now, by your faces it seems for the first time ever the information on the first task hasn't been leaked out which i think is quite an achievement." Robbie clapped here, Professor Teely glared at him until he stopped. "Thank-you Robbie. Now you three will take it in turns to reach the top of the hill and hovering in each hoop will be a piece of paper that you must collect, as it is vital for the next task."

Robbie looked at the hill. He was fit and could easily walk it to get to the top so what was the catch?

"Obviously there will be obtacles in the form of creatures and spells in your way so be careful. Quickest person to get to the top gets the most points. Got that?" The three nodded. Kingsley looked satisfied and turned to go, but then he tuned back to them, as if only just realising something. "And you have to go all the way up on foot, no broomsticks, thestrals or apparation is allowed. Not that you could apparate."

"The wand-weighing will take place now and in one hour's time the first task will begin." He grinned. "Myself, the three Headmasters and a surprise guest judge will be judging you."

An hour later, the three champions were standing in a tent, all with casual robes and their school scarves on.

The wand-weighing had been quick. Ollivander was geting old and could not stay for very long as he had an appointment at St. Mungos. Robbie felt for the old man – Hagrid had told him he'd gone through a rough time in the war.

"Pick a card, any card, any card, any card," a man called Lee Jordon was annoyingly waving cards in front of Robbie's face. He took one and asked, "Who are you?"

"Lee Jordon! And, aha! Your Hagrid's son! Hahaha, I was never more surprised when i heard that Hagrid had a kid, i tell ya! And then George tells me you have a twin!" Lee Jordon was talking extremely quickly, but surprisingly Robbie understood every word. He now knew what he was here for.

"Your commentating on the tasks aren't you?"

"Got it in one. I do a few league Quiddich matches here and there and Kingsley thought i was the man for the job!" Lee puffed his chest out proudly.

"So, now, you there! You, the Durmstrang bloke! What number card have you got?"

Pacter looked confused and held up his card. It was a two.

"OOOoooOOO, not a good card mate, sorry. You there, who looks like Robbie!"

Freddie looked slightly annoyed at being addressed as such. "Your a commentater, shouldn't you know our names?"

"Oh yeah...oh well i'll ask old Sprout later. Now tell me, what card have you got?" Lee looked unconcerned.

"A seven."

"Hmm, slightly better. Now Robbie, your's!"

Robbie looked down. "A king."

"WOO!" Lee gave a whoop, he seemed to get excited at very little things, Robbie noticed. "You get to go first! Robbie's twin goes second, and sorry," He patted Pacter on the shoulder, "Your last." Lee glanced at his watch and then his eyes rounded. "Merlin! I have to commentate! Good luck, everyone!" He raced out of the tent.

With Lee gone, it was almost completely silent. All the champions could hear was the talking of the crowd outside. Then they heard Lee's name magnify across the grounds f Hogwarts.

"Now witches and wizards, the first task of the legendary Triwizard Tournament is about to take place!" The crowd went wild. "Before I get started, I must introduce the guest judge." For a moment curiosity took the place of Robbie's fear. "She is a past champion, yes, it is the lovely Mrs. Fleur Weasley!" The crowd cheered and whistled.

Robbie peaked out of the tent. He couldn't see the judges but straight opposite him he saw a boy with hair that changed different colours every time he blinked. Beside him, Victoire was staring open-mouthed at her mother. Obviously she hadn't told her daughter she was coming to judge.

"And now first to face the task iiiiiiiiis ROBERTO HAGRID!"

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