Heirs to Something Greater

11; Triwizard Competitors

I was walking to the great hall with my Gryffindor friends and Easton. We had already had dinner, and were sent off while tables got moved for the choosing ceremony. We had all gone to the quad for an hour to hang out and waste time before we would head back.

"Hermione did you do the transfiguration homework?" Ron piped up from the back of the group. I was walking towards the front with Easton and the twins.

"Yes Ronald." Hermione sighed like she knew what question was coming next.

"Could I maybe-" She cut him off in frustration.

"You can't copy but I can check it when you're done. Otherwise you'll never learn." Hermione said while walking up closer to me almost in an attempt to get away from Ron. She was all about learning and education, but there were other parts of her she didn't show as much. Like friendship.

"I swear, he always needs help and can never do anything on his own." Hermione let out another sigh of irritation and I let out a small laugh.

Easton split off from us to go sit at the Ravenclaw table while the Gryffindors headed for a stand of bleachers against the far wall.

I saw Cedric at one of the tables closest to us, along with Lottie and Pierre. Cedric had already been looking at me when I made eye contact with him. I smiled towards him and gave a small wave before I walked up the steps to sit between George and Harry.

"Oi, there better be some good competitors this year." Fred nudged George with excitement.

"Don't worry Freddie, we'll get our excitement somehow." George said.

"Sit down please." Dumbledore appeared towards the front of the room, leaving the teachers table to walk in between the students. "And now the moment you've all been waiting for, the champions selection!"

Almost every student appeared to be on the edge of their seats, including me. Dumbledore made his way towards the blue flamed goblet while the sound of his robes dragged across the ground. If a pin dropped, everyone would have heard it.

As soon as Dumbledore approached the goblet, the blue flame turned into red. Within a few seconds a piece of charred paper flew into the air and into the headmasters hands.

"The Durmstrang champion is...Viktor Krum!"

Cheers erupted for the Durmstrang corner of the room, along with small clapping from around the room.

Another name shot out with a bit of blue sparkles following the floating paper into Dumbledore's hands. "The champion for Beauxbatons...Fleur Delacour!"

I saw a blonde girl in her baby blue uniform stand up and walk off into a separate room, following Krum. Her school girls cheered for her as well. A few of the boys around me seemed to be in a trance by her every step. I mean sure, she was pretty but really?

Everyone's attention was brought back to the goblet when the final name shot out. Another burnt piece of paper. I held my breath. This would be the Hogwarts champion. I crossed my fingers as I sat on the edge of my seat.

"The Hogwarts champion...Cedric Diggory!"

If I even had a stomach before this, it felt like it had disappeared now. My eyes dropped down to where the brunette boy stood up from his table with his friends clapping him on the back and cheering him on. He glanced at me before he turned to leave and I forced the smallest smile on my face. God I was the worst person ever. He had just been announced a champion and I was acting like the fate of the world rested on his shoulders and if he took one wrong step he would disappear in a cloud of ash. He would be fine.