We were sat in the hall, quietly awaiting the names to be chosen from the Goblet Of Fire. "Durmstrang champion, Viktor Krum!" Dumbledore shouted, everyone applauded him as he got up from his seat. I wasn't sure if he was just looking at me or someone else but the eye contact was intense. After the applaud had stopped Dumbledore spoke again. "Beauxbatons champion, Fleur Delacour" applauds erupted again as the veela rose from her seat strutting down the hall.
"And Hogwarts champion, Cedric Diggory!" Dumbledore shouted, the roars and cheers were extremely loud. We all knew the pretty boy from Hufflepuff was going to compete, Dumbledore then went on rambling about a speech that he had spoken every year when he was interrupted by the Goblet. The blue fire erupted one last time and a name had bursted out, everyone gasped in shock including me. There's always three champions... Not four.
Dumbledore caught the partially burnt paper and shouted "HARRY POTTER", everyone turned their faces towards Harry gasps were even louder this time. How could it be? He's not even 17 years old yet.
>>later on<<
I was roaming the castle alone, I always did this at night when I wanted to get away from it all, all of the sudden I bumped into someone a lot taller and stronger built than me causing me to fall into the fall.
"Oh I'm so sorry" apologised the boy, it was a Durmstrang of course. His Bulgarian accent was very strong, and when I looked up at him I realised it was Viktor Krum. "Oh no, it's my fault don't worry" I replied, cheeks burning hot. He held out his hand, pulling me up from the ground. "And your name is?" He asked, with a dashing smile.
"(Y/N), (Y/N) (L/N)" I replied. "I'm Viktor Krum" he said. "I know who you are" I winked, making him chuckle. " I'm.. Im a little lost. Would you mind showing me around?" He asked.
"Be my guest" I smiled, taking his arm in mine as we walked the halls of Hogwarts. I showed him the rest of the second floor we were on, then up the stairs to the third. "Careful, the stairs move" I warned, he chuckled as we moved up a floor.
"So are you excited for the tournament? Or nervous?" I asked smirking. "I am very excited. Will you be cheering for me?" He asked, winking at me making me have butterflies in my stomach.
"Of course" I smiled, making him laugh. "Good, I'm lucky" Viktor said as we roamed through the third hall.
"Oh, thank you" I replied, heart beating out of my chest. "Do you have a date for the Yule ball?" He asked, looking down at me. I shook my head "nope what about you?"
"Nope, would you like to go with me?" He blurted out. "I would love to" I smiled. The rest of the night we laughed, trying to avoid Peeves the ghost. Occasionally running into Snape who was grumpy as usual.