T H E G O B L E T O F F I R E "Whelp when you're in love Mione, you sometimes forget about your friends."
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"I DON'T BELIEVE IT!" Ron said, in a stunned voice, as the Hogwarts students filed back up the steps behind the party from Durmstrang. "Krum, Harry! Viktor Krum!"
"For heaven's sake, Ron, he's only a Quidditch player," Hermione said.
"It's not like he's a famous actress or singer," Aurora rolled her eyes at Ron, whose face went puzzled at the actress and singer part.
"Only a Quidditch player?" Ron said, ignoring Aurora's comment and looking at Hermione as though he couldn't believe his ears. "Hermione — he's one of the best Seekers in the world! I had no idea he was still at school!"
As they recrossed the entrance hall with the rest of the Hogwarts students heading for the Great Hall, Aurora saw Lee Jordan jumping up and down on the soles of his feet to get a better look at the back of Krum's head. Several sixth-year girls were frantically searching their pockets as they walked —
"Oh I don't believe it, I haven't got a single quill on me —"
"D'you think he'd sign my hat in lipstick?"
"Really," Hermione said loftily as they passed the girls, now squabbling over the lipstick.
"I'm getting his autograph if I can," Ron said. "You haven't got a quill, have you, Harry?"
"Nope, they're upstairs in my bag," Harry said.
They walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat down. Ron took care to sit on the side facing the doorway, because Krum and his fellow Durmstrang students were still gathered around it, apparently unsure about where they should sit. The students from Beauxbatons had chosen seats at the Ravenclaw table.
They were looking around the Great Hall with glum expressions on their faces. Three of them were still clutching scarves and shawls around their heads.
"It's not that cold," Hermione said defensively. "Why didn't they bring cloaks?"
"Over here! Come and sit over here!" Ron hissed. "Over here! Hermione, budge up, make a space —"
"What?"
"Too late," Ron said bitterly.
Viktor Krum and his fellow Durmstrang students had settled themselves at the Slytherin table. Aurora could see Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle looking very smug about this. As she watched, Draco bent forward to speak to Krum.
"Yeah, that's right, smarm up to him, Malfoy," Ron said scathingly. "I bet Krum can see right through him, though . . . bet he gets people fawning over him all the time. . . . Where d'you reckon they're going to sleep? We could offer him a space in our dormitory, Harry . . . I wouldn't mind giving him my bed, I could kip on a camp bed."
