A/N: Thank you muentiger and im-the-doctor for reviewing once again! Alrighty so in this chapter there is some humor and some sweet moments so get excited for that! As always, enjoy and review!

The newest edition to the school's uniform was the badges. They were these pathetic little enchanted pin-on buttons that read 'Cedric Rules, Potter Stinks!' Seriously, how lame can these people get? Even though I support Harry all the way, they could have done a better job; I mean their wizards.

Rosaline and I walked together, linked arms, through the hallways. I glanced to my right to see Harry talking to Cedric Diggory in the courtyard. They seemed to be having one of those serious discussions, which made me even more curious to listen in on the conversation. Curiosity might have killed the cat, but let's remember that the cat has nine lives.

I nudged Rosaline and dragged her over to Harry and Cedric. Once we got there, Cedric was turning around to leave.

"Rosaline," he smiled.

"Hi Cedric," Rosaline said shyly.

He then walked past us. Rosaline sighed ever so quietly and blushed a little. I giggled and continued to walk over to Harry. We stopped under a giant tree where he was standing. I was about to say something, when someone else spoke before me.

"Why so tense, Potter?" a foul voice asked.

It came from the top of the tree. I looked up and saw a boy with silvery blond hair that laid flatly on his forehead. His robes identified him as a Slytherin. A couple of other boys from Slytherin stood around the tree.

"My father and I have a bet, you see," he said, "I don't think you're gonna last ten minutes in the tournament."

He then jumped from down the tree.

"He disagrees," he continued, "He thinks you won't last five!"

He started to laugh with his group when Harry shoved him.

"I don't give a damn what your father thinks, Malfoy," Harry said enraged, "He's vile, and cruel... and you're just pathetic."

Harry started to walk away, when that kid...what ever his name was, pulled out his wand. He fumed and muttered as he was about to curse Harry. Suddenly Professor Moody pops out and casts a spell on him. The kid then transformed into a white ferret. Moody then started to levitate him in the air. He flipped him around and swished him around until Professor McGonagall came.

"Professor Moody, what are you doing?" she asked.

"Teaching," Moody said as he flipped the 'ferret' in the air.

"Is that a... Is that a student?" Professor McGonagall asked shocked.

"Technically, it's a ferret," Moody said.

He flipped the ferret-student through the air again and again. He even shoved the ferret down a poor kids pants. As hilarious as it was, and trust me it was hilarious, that part was a little torturous. Rosaline and I were laughing until our lungs ached.

"Professor Moody," McGonagall fumed, "Change him back!"

Moody rolled his eyes and quickly changed the ferret into its original human form.

"My father will hear about this!" the student spat.

"Was that a threat?" Moody said as he let go of his cane.

He then started to chase the kid around the tree. They ran in circles and circles.

"Professor Moody-" McGonagall interrupted.

"Is that a threat?" Moody asked again.

Finally the kid got away and ran before he would be possibly murdered brutally.

"Alastor!" McGonagall tried to stop him.

"I could tell you stories about your father that would curl even your greasy hair, boy!" Moody shouted aggressively.

"Alastor!" McGonagall repeated.

"IT DOESN'T END HERE!" Moody practically shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Alastor!" McGonagall said and this time he listened, "We never use Tranfiguration as a punishment! Surely, Professor Dumbledore told you that."

"Might've mentioned it," Moody muttered.

"Well," McGonagall huffed, "You will do well to remember it."

As McGonagall walked away, Moody stuck his tongue out at her, behind her back. Rosaline and I secretly giggled as Moody limped away angrily.

"Now that is entertainment," I said.

"Indeed," Rosaline laughed.

Today was the day of the first of three challenges for the TriWizard Tournament. I was excited yet nervous at the same time. The challenge was to defeat a dragon in order to get a golden egg that held the clue to the next challenge. Harry would have to fight off a freakin' dragon! I'd be scared out of mind right now if I was him.

Rosaline and I sat on the benches in the crowd with Hermione and Ron. Fred and George were going through the crowd taking people's bets for who would win. Finally they came back to our row of benches.

"Come on!" Fred shouted.

"Take your bets!" George yelled.

"One girl, three lads," Fred said with dramatic effect, "All fighting against vicious fire-breathing dragons! Who will win? And who will die?"

"Make it interesting and put some money into it!" George said.

"Bets! Bets!" Fred repeated, "Take your bets!"

Fred and George then made it to our row.

"Any bets ladies?" George asked.

I dug through my pocket and pulled out a small handful of money.

"Put me down for Harry," I said.

"Like to take a risk, I see," Fred smirked.

"What's there to risk?" I asked, "Harry can do this like anyone else can."

"Oh and I suppose you could defeat a dragon?" George asked.

Oh if only they knew. I smirked and shrugged.

"It could happen," I said.

Rosaline then handed them money.

"For Cedric," she said.

I smiled and playfully teased her with my stare.

"Of course you bet on Cedric," I said.

"Shut up," Rosaline muttered as her cold red cheeks turned even redder.

Suddenly the sound of a cannon went off, meaning that the challenge had begun. The first one to step out was Cedric. His moves were quick and he was definitely cautious about his actions. The dragon was quite vicious and always spewing fire at Cedric. Rosaline gasped every time the dragon snapped or lunged at Cedric; but he always ended without a scratch on him. Soon he caught the egg, which caused Rosaline to squeal with joy. It made me gag a little, but she didn't loose her bet so at least she got money out of it. Well, that's the bright side I saw in it.

Then Fleur came out to fight off her dragon. I didn't actually want to pay attention to this one. Mostly because Fleur was a snooty, pretty princess that cares about her nails more than she does anything else. She also insulted my best friend so that made me dislike her very much. Basically, all I remembered from her battle with the dragon was fire, whining, squealing and a lot of eye rolling from me. But in the end she got the golden egg; which surprised me.

After her, it was Viktor Krum's turn. Viktor seemed like the physical type of being; the kind of people that use body language more than they use their actual mouths. He also reminded me of the Bleeders of the Pop Family. The Pop Family was obnoxious, self-conscious, arrogant and were killed by their own destruction; it was easy to see their outcome, like it was easy to see his. It was obvious that he would win the challenge. And it was.

Finally, Harry came out to fight his dragon. It was completely silent; not a single word spoken and not a single movement made. Everyone just waited, creating a lot of tension. I'm pretty sure I could have cut the tension with a butter knife. Suddenly the dragon came charging down at Harry. Its fire-breath exploded towards Harry, but he luckily dodged out of the way. The dragon shot red blistering flames at Harry everywhere he went. I watched Harry pull out his wand and then yell something out, but nothing happened. What did he try to do? I looked up and then noticed a broom flying through the air, with no one riding it. It came towards Harry; he must have beckoned for it to come to him. He grabbed the broom and kicked off into the air, and the dragon was right on his tail. Then we all waited again. They were too far away for us to see. We just sat there and waited anxiously for them to come back; or at least for Harry to come back.
"Do you think he's okay?" Rosaline asked.

"Hopefully he is," I sighed nervously.

Out of nowhere Harry came swooping in on his broom and snatched up the golden egg. Everyone cheered at his success. Rosaline and I cheered him on excitedly. Thank God he made it.

Rosaline's POV

It was a few days after the first challenge. Everyone liked Harry again; it was as if nothing ever happened. I knew he could do it all along.

I was sitting in the courtyard by myself, reading a book. Aaralyn was in library working on her Defense Against the Dark Arts assignment. She actually wanted to do a good job; mostly because she didn't want to get transfigured into a ferret or platypus.

I was almost finished with the last chapter when I could feel the presence of someone near me.

"Are you going to stand there all day or are you going say hi?" I asked without looking up from the book.

"How did you notice I was there?" Cedric asked.

"I can see things out of the corner of my eyes," I smirked.

Cedric smirked and sat down next to me.

"Isn't that the 5th book you've read this week?" he asked.

I glanced at him curiously. Was he stalking me or something?

"I see you around a lot," he said, "And every time that I do, you're reading a book. It's never the same book."

"I'm a fast reader," I shrugged.

"Well I think you can spare a couple of minutes from that book to come flying with me," he suggested.

Flying? I couldn't fly. If I went with him than it would be obvious that I wasn't a wizard.

"Uh," I paused, "I don't think so."

"Why not?" he asked.

"Um..." I thought for a moment, "I'm...uh..afraid of heights."

"Come on," Cedric begged, "It won't be that bad. Please?"

"No," I quickly said, "I'm sorry, I'm just really afraid of heights. I can't be on a broom on my own."

"Then come with me on mine," he shrugged, "I promise I won't do anything extreme."

I thought about it and then sighed.

"Fine," I said while closing my book.

Cedric smiled and took my hand, making me smile as well. He dragged me to the Quidditch field with his broom in his other hand. He mounted onto his broom and then pulled me behind him so I could wrap my arms around him. Luckily he couldn't see my blush-covered face. He kicked off and immediately we were in the air. Nerves started to flutter around in my stomach, which made me hold on even tighter. I could feel his laughter erupt in his chest.

The wind blew my hair back as we soared through the sky. I smiled at the feeling, it was actually a lot fun; especially with Cedric. He then stopped and we were floating in the middle of the air.

"Look down," he said.

I looked down and gasped. I could see all of Hogwarts; the school, the lake and miles of green hills and forest around it. It was amazing and beautiful.

"I love it," I giggled.

"It's my favorite view," he said smirking at my expression.

"It's beautiful," I said. "Thanks for showing it to me."

"Anytime," he smiled.

"Alright now bring me down before I become nauseous," I said.

He chuckled and gracefully flew us back down to the ground. I quickly got off and turned to face Cedric.

"Thanks again," I said, "I had fun."

"As did I," he smirked.

I smiled and then Cedric did something that completely threw me off guard; he leaned in and kissed my cheek. On the inside I was practically exploding with enjoyment, but on the outside I just had a blank face.

"Uh.." I paused, "I have t-t-to go."
I rushed away before my cheeks bloomed the color of roses. I was completely confused at the moment. Did he do that as a friendly gesture? Did he know that I liked him? Did he like me back? What the hell was I supposed to do about it?