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I strapped my wand to my arm over my red and gold athletic robes that matched Harry's, bouncing up and down on my toes in an attempt to calm my nerves.
"Psst." I heard, causing me to glance at Harry, who had also heard it. "Psst."
We walked closer to the burlap of the tent, pressing our ears to it. "Hello?" I whispered.
"Callie! Is that you? Is Harry there?"
"Hermione?" We questioned.
"Hi." She said quietly. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I could fly." I muttered.
Suddenly, she pushed through the tent and into my arms, grasping me tightly, tears forming in her eyes. "Please be careful."
"I'm always careful, Herms." I grinned.
She turned to Harry and pulled him into a tight hug as well before a bright flash went off, causing the two to jump apart.
"Ah, young love." The she-devil herself sighed, walking closer. "How... disturbing."
"You are not welcome here. This tent is for champions, and friends." Krum said to the blonde reporter.
"No matter. We got what we came for." She smirked as she walked out of the tent.
"Alright, champions! How are you all feeling today?" Dumbledore said happily, coming into the tent with Karkaroff, Madame Maxime and Barty Crouch. "What are you doing here, Ms Granger?"
"Oh, sorry, I was just leaving." She said quietly, giving mine and Harry's hands a squeeze before leaving.
"Barty, the bag." Dumbledore prompted.
Barty grabbed us all forming a circle around him. It went Fleur, Krum, Cedric, Harry and I. He held out a small brown bag with smoke and sparks shooting out of it.
Fleur put her hand in, wincing softly before pulling out a small green dragon.
"The Welsh Green." He grinned.
Krum got the Chinese Fireball, Cedric got the Swedish Short-Snout which left Harry and I with the two 'pieces of work' as Hagrid put it.
Harry pulled out the Hungarian Horntail and I pulled out the Romanian Longhorn.
"These represent very real dragons, each of which has been given a golden egg to protect. Your objective is simple, collect the egg. This you must do, for each egg contains a clue without which you cannot hope to proceed to the next task. Any questions?" Barty said.
When no one responded Dumbledore started to speak, but was cut off by the sound of a loud cannon. Cedric looked like he was about to barf.
"Good luck, Ced. You're going to do great." I smiled.
