Don't Act Like You Know Me

Year 4 - Player Granger

"Eternal glory," Ron sighed. The trio was sitting on a bench in the Goblet Room. Lots of other students were there as well. They were all anxiously awaiting the candidates for the chosen few. Hermione occasionally looked up from her books to look at Draco across the way. "Be brilliant, wouldn't it? Three years from now, we'll be old enough to be chosen. "

"Yeah, well, rather you than me," Harry said. Fred and George burst in, laughing. They had told every single Hogwarts student their plan to make an aging potion and pass the age line, which Dumbledore had made to guard the goblet. Some of the students cheered them on.

"Thank you, thank you," George said. "Well, lads, we've done it!"

"Cooked it up just this morning!" Fred chimed.

"It's not going to work," Hermione scoffed.

"Oh yeah?" Fred sat next to her. "And why's that, Granger?"

"You see this?" Hermione pointed to the blue circle surrounding the goblet. "This is an age line. Dumbledore drew it himself."

"So?"

"So a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by something pathetically dimwitted such as an age potion."

"That's why it's so brilliant," George said. "Ready, Fred?"

"Ready, George." Each of the twins took a small vial out of their robes. They each drank the contents. Together, they jumped over the age line and put their names in the goblet on pieces of parchment paper. People cheered and the twins high-fived each other in victory. Suddenly, the goblet, terribly upset, flamed at the brim. It began to shoot blue fire at Fred and George. They went flying back into the wall. When they stood themselves up, they had full grey beards and long thin grey hair. 

"You said..."

"You said!" The twins rolled around, helplessly fighting each other. They bickered uselessly until the room went silent. Hermione looked to the door to see Viktor Krum place his name in the goblet. Something about the way he did this was just so elegant to Hermione. His face was beautiful, that was for sure. The goblet's fire churned pleasantly after Krum placed his parchment inside. It was then that he took the time to look directly at Hermione. He smiled handsomely and exited the room. Hermione blushed. Draco looked murderous from across the room.

"I've got to go. See you guys at the selection tonight," Hermione gathered up her books.

"Going to see your boyfriend, Hermione?" Harry laughed

"What? No!" Hermione grew red in the face.

"Right," Ron snickered. Hermione rolled her eyes and exited the room. She expected Draco to come out after her soon. She just stood by the wall next to the door. She was right. Out came Draco, fuming. He didn't even see her.

"Draco, I'm over here," Hermione laughed.

Draco looked at her like he wanted to punch a hole in the wall. He grabbed her arm and dragged her off around the corner. Hermione smirked awaiting his jealous talk. "Granger, what the fuck was that?" Draco said.

"What was what?"

"Don't ever do that again!"

"Do what?"

"Being a little tease, aren't you? It's not funny."

"It's a little funny."

"Just be my girlfriend already."

"I'm still thinking about it."

"Are you?" Draco pinned her against the wall. "Are you still?"

"Yes." Draco sighed in annoyance and rolled his eyes. "Not used to girls not falling at your feet?"