No strings attached. A Ron Weasley love story.

Names and gambles

Ron's POV.

We were all sitting on benches in the room with the Goblet of Fire, watching who was putting their names in.

A bunch of older Beauxbatons girls, along with that really pretty one with blond hair, were throwing elegant doillies into the Goblet.

"Hey, look! It's Krum!" Bean said suddenly, pointing.

Krum and a bunch of other Durmstrang students were putting their names in, too. He looked over at us, and I waved. He simply nodded at me.

"You think I could get his autograph?" I asked Bean.

"No. He'd die of embaressment first."

"Well, at least you're honest." I muttered. She laughed.

"Hey, look! It's Cedric!" Said Harry. We both looked up. Cedric Diggory, amidst a crowd of laughing Hufflepuffs, were pushing, shoving, and clomping to the Goblet. Cedric dropped his name in and grinned triumphtly, like he had just won a contest or something. He then looked at Bean, winked, and turned to leave.

I looked at my red-haired friend, who was blushing so madly I thought her head would explode.

"What was that about?" I asked crankily.

"I don't know. Don't ask." She replied, though by the look in her eyes, you could tell she was fluttery inside.

I was grumpy now. I crossed my arms over my chest and scowled.

"Stop being a wuss, Ronald." Hermione said, her voice sharp.

The doors swung open loudly, and two boys came running in.

"We're here!" Cried a very familiar voice. George.

I rolled my eyes and looked. They were both holding to small flasks of blue liquid.

"We've done it!" Fred exclaimed.

"It's not going to work." Said Hermione simply.

"Prove it." George challenged.

"This, boys-" She started.

"Ohh..she called us 'boys' George..." Fred swooned.

"Oh, isn't it lovely.." George said sweetly.

Hermione put her hands on her hips and continued.

"Is an age line. Which Dumbledore himself drew. Which means, your potion can't and won't work. Get over it." She finished proudly.

"I'll give both you two a galleon if it works." Bean betted. The twins looked at each other and raised an eyebrow.

"Give us the money now." George said.

"No."

"Please??" Fred pleaded,giving her his best puppy dog eyes, which I knew even Bean couldn't resist. She sighed and pulled two galleons out of her pocket and handed them to the twins.

"Alright, everybody!" Started George.

"Since the pretty lady over here has given us her bet,we're gonna start!" Fred finished. They both took huge gulps from thier flasks and swallowed. They they both jumped over the age line. Nothing happened.

"Yes!" They cheered, but they were not yet satisfied. They both dropped their names in. They were about to cheer again when a huge gust of wind came and blew them both backwards. It had failed.

"Give me the coins,you two!" Bean demanded. They both looked at her mischieviously. "Sorry, sweetheart." Fred said, and they both took off. She grabbed her copy of the 'Daily Prophet', and ran after them, swatting them and yelling.

"My dad can take points off you for this,you know!" She shouted.

I facepalmed and sighed.

We all took seats in the Great Hall. All the schools looked very excited and anxious. Dumbledore,Barty Crouch,and Fudge all were very tense,though Fudge looked very nervous. Dumbledore opened the huge box contaning the Goblet. "Now is the moment we've all been waiting for...the drawing of the names!" He announced. We all cheered and whooped. A frilly piece of paper flew out of it. "From Beauxbatons,Miss. Fleur Delacour!" Dumbledore announced. The pretty blonde walked down the aisle,smilin'. Now I know her name. Hurray. Sort of. Another paper flew out. "From Durmstrang....Viktor Krum!" We all clapped loudly,alot more then we did for Fleur. Viktor came up to Dumbledore proudly,nodded,and followed Fleur. "And finally..from Hogwarts..Mr. Cedric Diggory!" Dumbledore exclaimed. I looked at Bean,who was cheering. "What are you doing?" I asked,sorta punching her in the arm. She glared at me. "He's our champion,Ronald. Besides,you don't hit girls." She said,slapping me. I rolled my eyes. "Ow." I muttered. Cedric actually got alot of cheers. He smiled as he went up to the front. "Our three champions have been selected!" Dumbledore exclaimed,happily. "Good luck to you all! And-" He was cut short. Another paper flew out of the Goblet. Dumbledore grabbed it. "Harry Potter!" He cried. We all looked at Harry,who was panick-stricken. "Go!" Hermione whispered,pishing him. He got up quickly and hurried forward. "He's a cheat!" Cried several people. Nobody liked this little arangment. But it was clear. Rules are rules. Harry was chosen by the Goblet of fire. He must participate.

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Uh,oh. Jealous Ron up ahead. Not good...anyway,comment,vote,lalala. Toodles!