The Life and Times of Ginny Weasley

The 4th Champion

I am so so sorry this took so long to get out... it's almost been a month. Ah! Anyways, I won't bother making excuses, here it is! Sorry if all of this is really bad, I'm doing my best and I think I'm improving? Idk. I'll try to get the next update out as soon as possible. Love you all!

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Suddenly the great hall was the place to be. Everyone was constantly looking at the glittering cup that stood at the front. There was always an audience for when a student entered their names and Ginny couldn't help but be excited by it all. 

There was only a day's time for entries and everyone was desperate to hear of who the champions would be.

Ginny heard all about Fred and George's ageing potion disaster. Her and Hermione gave them both an earful and she was almost certain there would be a howler on it's way once their mother found out about it.

Although, she couldn't help but laugh when she entered the hospital wing to find they had both grown identical grey beards and wrinkles.

She was only disappointed she didn't manage to get a picture before Madam Pomfrey fixed them up.

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It was only a few hours later that the schools were gathered in the great hall again. Waiting in anticipation for the announcement of the champions. 

Ginny looked down the Gryffindor table towards Angelina Johnson who had entered her name earlier that day. Ginny managed to catch her eye and give her an encouraging smile, she really hoped it was her. 

The cup stood in front of the teacher's table, shiny and flaming. It looked brilliant.

Dinner had been served before the revelation of the champions but Ginny was sure that no one was focusing on the food. 

When the plates were cleared and Dumbledore finally stood, Ginny could almost feel the hall hold it's breath. She barely heard his short speech before the cup's flames burnt a bright red and a piece of parchment fluttered out from inside.

Dumbledore caught the paper and opened it carefully to read. 

"The champion for Durmstrang will be... Viktor Krum." Dumbledore announced and the hall was swept into thunderous applause as Krum rose from his seat and made his way to the chamber door beside the staff table, shaking several hands along the way.

When the cheering had died down and everyone's attention had returned to the cup, the next name was released from the flames. 

"The champion for Beaux Batons will be... Fleur Delacour." Dumbledore said. The cheers rose again and Ginny scoffed as Fleur walked up to Dumbledore to shake his hand. She is so full of herself. Fleur exited the hall and the cup emitted it's final parchment. 

"And finally, Hogwarts' champion will be... Cedric Diggory." Dumbledore revealed. 

Through the applause Dumbledore spoke, "we now have our three champions and I know that I can count on you all to give Mr Krum, Ms Delacour and Mr Diggory all the support you can muster!" Dumbledore stopped speaking as the flames of the goblet became red again. The hall held its breath.

 Was something wrong? 

Students looked around at each other in fear and as a piece of parchment was shot from the cup Dumbledore caught it in the air, almost on instinct. "Harry Potter." Dumbledore read the name loud and clear. 

Immediately whispers erupted from the students in the hall. 

Glares were shot towards the Gryffindor table. The most harsh it seemed, coming not from the Slytherins, but the Hufflepuffs. Ginny could see Hermione encouraging Harry to stand up which he eventually did.