8 A Task or Two

The days passed and turned into weeks. The day finally came where they would chose the two victors from each school. Crimson sat at the Ravenclaw table nervously wondering what everyone would think of her. Dumbledore walked towards the goblet with a ministry official close behind.

"Good evening to all and welcome to the choosing of the victors. Before we begin I hope all of you who put your names in know that if chosen, will face challenges like no other the next more dangerous than the one before. Now let us start with our beautiful ladies of Beauxbatons."

The cup spit out the first name.

"Fluer Delacoure"

Everyone cheered as the cup spit out the second name.

"Nicolette Demur, now for our friends of Durmstrang."

Dumbledore grabbed the first name from the air.

"Viktor Krum"

The hall roared with cheers, Krum smiled at Crimson and she mouthed a 'well done'. Then came the second name.

"Hector Nackle, and finally Hogwarts."

Dumbledore motioned for Crimson to come forward, leaving her seat she walked up the five steps and stood next the great wizard.

"Now something that has not happened in over a century graced our halls of Hogwarts, the Goblet chose a champion itself immediately after the name was put in. With that being said the first champion for Hogwarts is Crimson Valkenrie from the house of Ravenclaw."

The hall erupted in whispers and very few people clapped. Crimson stood there her fear confirmed, they didn't except this. Dumbledore then cleared his throat holding the second champions name.

"The second and final champion from the house of Hufflepuff, Cedric Diggory."

Crimson stopped breathing. Of course this would happen to her, why in Merlins name did she have the worst of luck. Cedric took his place next to Crimson, before they could get a picture for the prophet the cup started to act up and spit out another name. Dumbledore quickly grabbed the parchment.

"Harry... Harry Potter. HARRY POTTER!"

Harry stumbled up next to her and Cedric. This wasn't right but, whoever the goblet chose was final, it was binding he has to compete. There were whispers all around the hall, Crimson her self couldn't understand what really just happened. There was never a dull day with Harry Potter was there? All of the champions were quickly ushered to the trophy room. For a long while they stood around.

"Harry what the bloody hell, how did you even get your name in there."

"Crimson language"

"Shut it Diggory but, Harry what happened, how, why?"

"Crim I swear I didn't put it in there. I swear on my parents."

She knew he was telling the truth so the question is who did put his name in? Soon enough Dumbledore came rushing in.

"Harry Potter WHO BUT YOUR NAME IN THE GOBLET OF FIRE!"

"I don't know sir, honestly."

"WAS IT ONE OF THE OLDER STUDENTS?"

"No.. no sir, I have no idea sir I swear."

Dumbledore was fuming, McGonnagal put her hand on his shoulder.

"Albus the cup is binding, he has to compete."

So now instead of six there were seven, what happened now? Does this change the rules? What do I do from here?

TIME SKIP TO DECEMBER

The past two moths have been hectic. Harry barely made it through the first task, the second task Crimson rather forget. Cedric saved Cho, Harry saved Ron, Viktor saved Hermione of all people apparently they became quite the pair of friends. Great another person to push her away. As for who Crimson saved she almost left him there but she needed to stay in the top three so she saved Lucas which put her in first. She mentally thanked her mother for all the swimming lessons and for neville who gave her gillyweed. Mr Harry Potter save not one but two people which put him in second place. She was really hoping that with this third and final task was something she could get done and over with quickly.

Today she had three classes and then the rest of the day was free. Potions went by quickly and so did ancient runes, finally her favorite class arrived. This new professor was odd but she did enjoy him. She heard that he turned Draco into a ferret because he did help Hermione with her book bag when she dropped it, she laughed for quite a while about it. DATDA was easy all the had to do was practice basic defensive spells and once they showed them mastered they could leave. She got done in twenty minutes and left. Rushing down the hall heading to the library she bumped into Viktor.

"Ello Crimpson"

"Viktor hello, Im sorry I wasn't watching where I was walking."

"It is alright, uhm weird question, would you like to take walk around lake?"

Crimson checked her watch and decided that she could spare some time.

"Yes I would like that."

The two headed to the nearest door and out to the Black Lake where the giant squid was particularly active today. The wasn't snow yet but the air was still cool and crisp.

"Beautiful eh?"

"Yes very, it is a lovely day. I might have to go flying later."

"Yes perhaps, can I ask you question?"

"You just did but sure."

"Very clever but, I wanted to know how you did, how are you so good at everything?"

Crimson thought for a moment and she couldn't pin point an exact reason.

"In complete honesty, I... I really have no idea. I suppose its from being raised how I am. As a pureblood you must be perfect and uphold a status. Now thats not saying that a halfblooded or muggle born can't be perfect either but, thats just what is expected when born into the pureblood title. My mother got me lessons in anything and everything as a young child. I started basic education early and I showed signs of magic at age two which is rare but, that is how I am... me."

"Hm, I never thought of like that. Very interesting."

Crimson looked at her watch realizing it was almost dinner.

"We should head in it is almost time for dinner, yes?"

Viktor nodded and followed Crimson inside to the great hall. The hall was already buzzing with chatter of different voices and languages. She took a seat at the Ravenclaw table and Viktor joined her there. She was shocked but didn't mind.

"May I sit?"

"Go right ahead"

The whispers started around the hall. Cho Chang took the seat right across from her and Viktor.

"So spill, are you two together or do I still have a shot."

Crimson scoffed, of course this bitch would say something like that.

"Actually Chang we aren't together but YOU still have a boyfriend and I don't think he would appreciate it if I told him the comment you just made."

"Well for your information he wouldn't listen to you not after what you did to him, Im still debating if I should hurt you for that."

Krum sat listening to the two bicker, he looked quite amused and was very impressed with how Crimson composed herself.

"Try hurting me, you are two years younger than me and might I remind you that I am in the tournament for a reason. I have no problem with hexing your arse into the next century. Just be grateful that I care for Cedric too much to do that."

"What ever you... you... whore."

Cho stood up and sat at the end of the table with a different group of girls. Crimson laughed, that was one of the worst insults she's heard. Viktor joined in on the laughter.

"That girl crazy, worse than girls back home."

They only laughed harder at that comment. Finally Dumbledore made his announcements and also announced there was going to be a ball before they left for Christmas break. The chatter during dinner consisted of who's going with who, who's wearing what, and all that a ball consists of. What was also mentioned is that they would all have to learn how to properly waltz. Crimson ate her dinner content with the day. After dinner she sat her farewell to Viktor and then went back to the common room and straight to bed.