I'm BACK! Do you like the new cover? I love it. This will be a short chapter. Okay…Chapter 3.

I was walking from the library when I saw Harry and Ron; there was about 2 and a half hour until the dance. I ran up beside them. "Harry?" He turned to me. "I just wanted to say sorry about this morning, I just was upset about something." Harry nodded. "It's okay. What upset you?"

We turned to head up to the common room. I waved a hand. "Nothing." We reached the common room and I sat in front of the fire. Hermione came rushing down the stairs. "There you are, Tiffany. I've been looking everywhere for you." I stood as Hermione pulled me off to the dorms. I shot a glance at the boys who were laughing.

"Blimey, Hermione. What's so important?" She pushed me down onto the bed. "Well, we have to get ready, but while Viktor and I were talking this morning, I heard Draco tell someone he wanted to ask you to the dance, but when his father found out he forbid him so now he has to go with Pansy and I just thought you should know."

I took a deep breath. "Why are you telling me this?" She sat on the bed and grabbed my hands. "TIFFANY! Draco wanted to ask you to the ball. Your crush wanted to take you to the ball." I crossed my arms. "He's not my crush."

Hermione crossed her arms. "Yeah, right. It's so obvious you like him. You told me. Remember?" I sighed. "I had hoped you forgot. But I still don't see what's the big deal is." Hermione rolled her eyes. "He might ask you to dance. You must look your best." I rolled my eyes. "We have two hours."

Hermione had a plan of course. "Yes, I will get ready first then I can spend the rest of the time on you." I really had never seen Hermione like this, girly and all. "If it will make you happy." Hermione was ready in 45 minutes. "Hermione, how did you learn to do make-up and all?" She sighed and gave me my dress. "My cousin taught me.

I changed and sat in front of Hermione. She dusted my face with powder and then brushed something over my eye lids. After lip gloss was on my lips, she gave me a mirror. I saw my eyes with a black arch over them and my lips were a pink color. "Oh my god."

She brushed out my waves then gave me my shoes. I put them on and looked at the clock. "Hermione, we better get going." We started to walk down to the great hall but Hermione stopped.

"Hermione?" She breathed. "Tiff, I'm nervous." I gave a laugh. "Yeah, you have a reason to be. But in my opinion we looked awesome." I flicked a piece of hair over my shoulder. She laughed. I put my arm through hers. "Let's go." We peeked around the corner and slowly walked down. Viktor came over to take Hermione away. "Good Luck." I whispered.

I walked over to Harry. "Hi."

Later:

I was trying to dance with one of Viktor's friends until someone grabbed my wrist. It was Hermione. I gave her a questioning look. She pointed over to a wall were Draco was leaning against it staring at me. I walked over to him. "Hi, Draco." He snapped out of his trance. "Hey, Tiffany. Why aren't you dancing?" I blushed. "Well, I really can't dance."

He laughed. "Yeah, I've seen you." I laugh. "Yep. I'm worse than Ron." Draco grabbed my wrist. "I'll teach you." He pulls me onto the dance floor despite my protest. Soon we were dancing. We talked about school and the tournament. He tells me his date (Pansy) is probably off snogging a boy from Durmstrang, I laugh. A slow song begins and he puts his hands on my waist. I drape my arms over his neck.

I blushed as we twirled around. I caught Hermione's eye and she smiled at me. "Tiffany, you look beautiful tonight." Draco smiled at me and I blush more. "Thanks. You look good yourself." The song ended and I heard Ron and Hermione yelling at each other. I turned back to Draco. "Um, I better go see if they're about to kill one another. "

I ran off to Hermione and found her crying on the stairs. I sat beside her. "Hermione?" She sobbed. "Boys ruin everything." I patted her shoulder. I really didn't know what to do. I helped her up and we walked back to the room. We take showers and Hermione stops crying. I change into pajamas and find her in bed reading. "Goodnight Hermione."

Third task:

I see Harry and Cedric appear in the center. Something most definitely is wrong. Fleur screams. Then we realize it. Cedric Diggory is dead. Hermione, Ron, and I try to get to Harry. He is crying. Professor Moody drags him away. What happened?

Eventually we all found out. There was a funereal and people cried. I didn't, but I was sad. I found everyone else standing over top the side and watching the other schools leave. I stood by Harry. "Well, this year," I said, "Was just great!" Ron nodded. "Do you think we'll ever get a calm year?" Hermione, Harry, and I all said in unison, "NO!" We laughed and watch our new friends disappear.

Okay, I know it was short. But I had to get year four over. The next year (5) will be much longer, and will contain snogging! I just wanted to say, I'm not from England. I'm from a little town in south Georgia (USA) so I the characters might not seem British sometimes. Sorry! And just so you know, Draco isn't mean to Tiffany. So he acts completely differently when she's around. AND FYI: I said that Tiff's a half-blood, but I'm making her a pure-blood. TTYL! ~ a hunter of artemis here