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Later that evening, when the sun began to settle and the clouds bestowed a great rain storm, almost everyone Zinnia knew was gathered in the great hall watching the blue flames dance in the elevated Goblet. Zinnia was curled onto the bench where Hermione sat, Hermione reading a large book about the history of something Zinnia couldn't care less about whilst Zinnia skimmed over her mothers copy of The Great Gatsby, intermittently surveying the crowd gathered by the blue light.
Between her reading she inspected the students crossing the age line and placing their name in at the chance of eternal glory. Suddenly a large group of rowdy boys burst through the crowds enthusiastically cheering on their friend.
"Come on, Cedric. Put it in" one of the boys cheered as they all pushed the slightly damp boy through the age line. The boy lingered for a bit, then gently placed his name in the cup.
As he did so Neville came walking by, head in a book.
"What are you reading there Neville?" Zinnia asked, she always found it fascinating his recall of herbology. She loved to hear about the different plants he had discovered in his readings.
"Goshawks Guide to herbology" he replied with a grin wider than she had ever seen.
"I might need to borrow that from you sometime, be sure to tell me about it in Herbology class. Assuming you're still up for being my partner?" Zinnia almost incoherently rambled to the excited boy.
"Who else would I want?" Neville laughed as he turned to exit the great hall.
Zinnia looked around for a moment more to notice that Hermione had not moved since she sat down.
"And what are you reading there?" Zinnia asked to be polite, sometimes she found what Hermione was reading interesting but if it was anything about the Goblin War she zoned out.
"Mhn" is all she got from the girl, her eyes zooming across the page. Zinnia furrowed her eyebrows and made the executive decision to poke her cheek.
"Hey what was that for?" Hermione snarled, whipping her head to face the girl.
"Just checking you weren't catatonic" Zinnia justified, shrugging her shoulders with a sly smile
"If i was catatonic i wouldn't have said 'mhn'' Hermione stated turning her head back to her page, smiling much to her dismay.
"Fine then, next time you're unresponsive i'll go about my merry way" she laughed, returning her head back to her book. All the sudden the cheering and wooing sounds of Fred and George Weasley came from the door of the great hall. They were met by the rising supportive applause of their peers.
"Well, lads, we've done it" Fred chuffed to the audience they had gathered
"Cooked it up just this morning" George followed up. Hermione whipped her head away from them in disarray.
