Neville Longbottom, the boy who lived year 4

Chapter 5

A few hours later people were sitting in the great hall watching people put their names in the goblet.

"Come on Ced, put it in!"

He went through the line and put his name on it.

"Eternal glory. Be brilliant wouldn't it? Three years from now when we're old enough." Ron said.

"Yeah rather you than me." Harry said.

"Yeah, I don't think I'd survive the first task." Neville said.

"Ha ha yeah!" George said.

"Yeah! Well lads, we've done it. Cooked it up just this morning." Fred said.

"It's not going to work!" Hermione said smiling.

"Oh yeah, and why is that Granger?" Fred asked.

"See this? This is an age line, Dumbledore drew it himself." she said circling her hand.

"So?" George said.

She sighed and put her book down.

"So, a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly put up something for people who are pathetically dimwitted like an aging potion."

"Oh but that's why it's so brilliant." George said.

"Because it was created by someone who's pathetically dimwitted." Fred said.

Then they locked each other's arms on each other.

"Ready Fred?"

"Ready George."

"Bottoms up!" they said together and put them in their mouth.

Then they jumped down and got over the circle.

"Yeah! Haha yeah!" George said.

"Ready?" they said together.

Then they put their names in the cup.

"Yes!"

Then their names came out and they were on their back. They put their hands on their face.

"You said!" Fred said.

"You said!" George said.

Then they jumped on top of each other then started fighting.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" Ron and some other people said.

Then suddenly they went quiet because Viktor Krum came to put his name in cup. Hermione watched him walk past.