No Choice but You

The Triwizard Champions

I walked through the doors of Hogwarts with my best friends beside me. It felt like it's been forever since I walked these corridors but it's only been about three months. Hogwarts was my home and the people that have become my friends here are my family. Fred and George were my best friends and we occasionally hung out with Ron, Harry, and Hermione. George, Fred, and I walked into the great hall and took our seats at the Gryffindor table with our fellow Gryffindors. The ghosts flew above our heads, chatting amongst each other and a smile grew on my face.

"Now that everyone is settled and first years have been sorted, I'd like to make an announcement. Hogwarts will not only be home to you this year, but some very special guests as well. Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event: The Triwizard Tournament." Dumbledore announced and students immediately started whispering to each other. "If you aren't aware The Triwizard Tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. A single student is selected from each school to compete. These contests are not for the faint-hearted so if you are chosen you stand alone. Please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons academy of magic and their headmistress Madame Maxim." The doors to the great hall opened and some of the most beautiful girls that I've ever seen walked through them.

"Bloody hell." Ron exclaimed as he ogled the group of girls gliding past him. I glanced over at Hermione who looked less than amused. I looked at Fred and George and of course, they were eyeing up this gorgeous girls as well. I gave Hermione a sympathetic smile and she returned it.

"Now our friends from the north. Please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang and their high master, Igor Karkaroff!" Dumbledore's voice carried throughout the hall and everyone turned their heads to watch the group of men walk through the door.

"Blimey, it's him. Victor Krum!" Ron swooned at the attractive male that walked beside the high master. Hermione and I watched the boy intently and smirked at each other when we saw the Weasley boys watching us. A group of men brought out a large object

"I'd like to say a few words, eternal glory that's what awaits the student that wins the tournament. But to do this, the student must survive three tasks. Three extremely dangerous tasks." Dumbledore said from the front of the great hall.

"Wicked." Fred and George said in unison behind me, causing me to roll my eyes.

"For this reason, the ministry has seen fit to impose a new rule. No one under the age of seventeen can enter their name in the goblet."

"That's rubbish!" Fred and George screamed as did other students. I don't see a problem with the rule. It's ensuring that only those mature enough to enter can. I won't be entering of course. I like living.

"You'll have the week to enter your name and then the goblet will choose its champions! Good luck!" Dumbledore's voice echoed around the great hall.

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A group of boys ushered Cedric Diggory to the goblet that burned with blue fire. Cedric happily put his name in the goblet and the room cheered. Fred and George came running in, cheering and laughing. They stood on the benches and looked around.

"We've figured it out." They shouted with a smile. I looked up at them from my seat and shook my head.

"George. Fred. It isn't going to work. Dumbledore drew an age line around the goblet. I'm pretty sure he's accounted for dim witted attempts like this." I said I'm annoyance. The twins crouched down beside me and smirked.

"That's why it'll work. It's pathetically dim witted." Fred grinned beside me before standing up and looking at George.

"Ready Fred? George asked his brother.