HELLO! I'm back with CHAPTER 3! I would like to thank LONG LOVE BOOKS, this person is amazing. They helped me a lot with this chapter. Enjoy!

FYI: it was Friday when the other schools came so this is a Saturday.

I woke up the next morning at 8. Hermione said she was about to wake me up. I got out of the bed slowly and went to get a shower.

After I was out I put on my Quidditch uniform and braided my hair. I walked to the Great Hall with my helmet in my hand. I saw Harry and went and sat beside him. Ron and he still weren't speaking.

I put a piece of toast, a few strips of bacon, and a serving of eggs on my plate. I was done with forty minutes to spare. I was watching the girls get ready. Their outfits were much classier than ours.

At 8:30, Oliver Wood came and got me and Harry and the rest of the team to go discuss the plays. We got to the shack with our equipment and I grabbed my broom. I listened to Oliver's plans and waited. When he was done he says we have five minutes. I take my broom and walk outside. I see Draco and his gang going in the stadium.

He sees me and comes over. "Hi, Draco." He gives me a smile. "Hello. Good luck today, by the way." I nod. "Thanks, you're going for me?" Draco gives a tiny nod. "Don't tell Slytherin." I laugh.

"Tiffany." I turn a see Harry. "Um, duty calls. See you later Draco." I watch as he leaves and I turn to Harry.

"Time?" He nods. I take my position in front of the twins. I walked in and took my spot. Soon the game began. I have to admit, the girls know how to play.

I followed Isaac, another chaser, and saw a girl coming at him. I held my hand out for the Quaffle and I took off to the goal. I made it. Soon I was chasing one of the girls when I felt something whiz by behind me. I looked up and the closet twin and scowled. I turned my attention back to game and saw the girl go for a goal. Wood blocked it, and sent it to me, and I caught it. I swooped back to the other end. Two of the girls flanked me. I looked at Christina, the other chaser and threw the ball in the air and dove to the ground.

About thirty minutes later we were 10 points ahead, 30 to 20. I had the Quaffle. Isaac had been hit by a bludger and Christina was being blocked. Five girls were flanking me. I knew it was mad, but I dove to the ground. Just before I hit I went up. I threw the Quaffle and it entered one of the goals. I heard the whistle blow and realized just after I threw it, Harry had caught the snitch.

I landed and waited. Harry landed beside me and I gave him a hug. "We did it!" I was smiling. He gave a soft smile. "Harry?" He smiled bigger. I smiled again.

Sunday:

"What do you want us to do?" I was following Ron with Hermione. "I tell you when we get there." We came into an opening in the trees and I saw Harry. Ron came and said something to me.

I took a step towards Harry.

"Harry, Seamus, who was told by Neville, who was told by Ginny, who was told by Ron, said that Hagrid was looking for you." Harry looked at me confused. "What?" Hermione said what I had. Harry took a few steps closer. "Well you can tell Ron-"

I cut him off. "We aren't owls." I turned around with Hermione and started walking back to the castle.

Later that day:

Harry was rushing in to the Great Hall for dinner and climbed into his seat. He looked a little mad. I mean I would be to if all those people were wearing the stupid pens. "Harry, are you alright?" He looked at Hermione. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

I looked to Hermione. "Harry, we know your stressed, but there is no need to get snapping at us." Harry's head shot up to look at me. "No need? Well I'm sorry, but you're not the one in Tournament." I stood up and gathered my things. "Harry, yes, we don't know what it's like but still…if you would just talk to us."

I walked to the dorm mad as fire. When I got in the common room I sat in front of the fire. When everyone started to come in I went and walked up to my room. I changed and fell asleep fast.

The morning of the first task:

It was a week later and Harry and I had not spoken a word, and Ron and Harry still were fighting. I ignored Harry in all ways.

I got up early. I had found out that the first task was dragons and then realized what Harry was going through. I had decided to talk to him. I dressed in a pair of jeans, my sneakers, a shirt, and my gray overcoat. My hair got put up in a ponytail.

I walked to the great hall looking for him. I grabbed a piece of toast and asked Hermione where he was. She and Ron headed to the stadium and I followed. She pointed to a tent. "Champions and friends. He'll be in there." I told them to save me a seat and walked to the tent.

I got up close and whispered. "Harry?" I heard a voice. "Tiffany?" I sighed. "Harry is that you?" Harry sighed. "Yes." I leaned closer. "Harry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get mad. I just heard about what you'll have to do and I just had to say…ugh." I jumped from the curtain and hugged him. A camera went off.

I jumped back. I looked and saw the fake Rita Skeeter. "Ah, young loved." She smiled. I looked at Harry. Viktor stepped up. "Who are you? This tent is for champions AND friends." Skeeter frowned. "Yes, well I have permission." She turned to the other people and I turned backed to Harry.

"Don't die. Okay?" He nodded and I hugged him again. "Good Luck, Harry." I let him go and went to find my seat. I reached into my book. I didn't pay attention until Harry came out.

I watched as he barely missed the fire. I latched onto the railing in front of me. I sucked in a breath as Harry jumped on his broom. I watched in horror as Harry flew off. I couldn't see him so I waited.

He came flying around with the dragon on his tail and he grabbed the egg. He had done it.

Later on in the year:

Professor McGonagall had called all the Gryffindors (Year 4 and above) to a special class. "The Yewl Ball is a tradition in the Triwizard tournament. Only Forth years or older are allowed to go." I exchanged a look with Hermione. I saw Ron mutter something to Harry. So did McGonagall. "Thank you, Mr. Weasley. Come here."

I watched, trying to contain my laughter, as he put his hand on her waist. After they were done, she told us to stand and find partners. I ended up with Fred. He was almost too tall. We followed Professor McGonagall's instructions. Soon we were twirling around the room.

After the dance lesson ended I headed back to the dorm to work on a paper. Harry came up to me about an hour later. "Tiffany, I was wondering if you could go to the ball with me. I have to do the first dance and I need a good partner and I saw you today I thought you were good."

I turned to look at him. "Sure. I'll go with you. Now if you'll excuse me…" I went back to writing my paper. Hermione then came over. "Tiffany, what was that about?" I smiled. "Harry asked me to the ball." She pulled me up to the dorm. "Really?" I nodded.

Only she knew about my crush on him. "Really Hermione. Now all I need is a dress." Hermione quickly scribbled something down and sent it off with my owl. "Hermione?" She shut the window.

"I sent a letter to my parents. I asked them to send me a dress for each of us. I know which one I want but I have a really pretty dark blue one I think you'll love." Hermione and I were the same size so we always shared clothes.

I told her thank you and went to change into my pjs. I climbed into the bed. I fell asleep quickly.

(Saturday) A month later:

The gang was sitting at breakfast when the mail arrived. A package was dropped by Aaron in front of Hermione. I told her not to open it. She put it under the bench and we went back to eating.

Ginny, who was sitting in front of Harry, looked nervous. "So, Harry, who are you going to the Ball with?" Harry sat down his goblet. "I asked Tiffany." I smiled, but I think Ginny looked a little angry.

Ron who had been sitting on the other side of Harry groaned. "Now I'm the only one without a date. Wait, Hermione, why don't you come with me?" Hermione looked up from her book. "Ronald, I'll have you know I have a date."

Ron looked away. I got up with Hermione and we ran to the dorms. She tore open the package. Before she pulled anything out I asked. "Hermione, I thought you turned Viktor down?" My best friend sighed. "I did, but I got tired of waiting so, he asked me yesterday and I said yes."

I jumped up from the bed where I was sitting. "HERMIONE!" We jumped around like girls for a minute or two, then she went back to opening the box. She first pulled out two small boxes, the dresses, and an even smaller box.

Hermione first gave me a deep blue dress. I tried it on and looked in the mirror. It had small lace cap sleeves and the lace continued to my waist. Then the dress was satin and fell to the floor. It was about three inches to long. Then she gave me a pair of heels. Once I put them on the dress scraped the floor.

The smallest box held make-up and hair things and two pieces of fudge. Hermione looked beautiful in her dress. We spun around the room and started laughing. We ate the fudge and collapsed onto my bed laughing.

I don't know how long we sat their talking and laughing but finally we changed and went to bed.

The day of the Yewl Ball:

The Yewl Ball was on Christmas Eve. A Saturday. It was the morning of, and I was walking downstairs when Viktor came a swooped Hermione away. I was left to walk to breakfast by myself.

When I slid on to the bench next to Harry I leaned my head on my chin and put a waffle on my plate. I drowned it in syrup. "Tiff?"

I sighed. "Tiffany?" I sighed. Someone grabbed my shoulder. It was Harry. "Tiffany?" I sighed. "I'm not speaking until the ball." I turned back around and continued eating my waffles.

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