((Oki, so I suppose you are all waiting for Dumby...lol))

Dumbledore stood up and the volume of th hall droped immediately. "As you all nw the champions are to be selected now, so I ask you all to be very quiet while the cup makes its choice..." Suddenly red sparks flew out of the cup and a scrap of paper landed in Dumbledores outstretched hand. "VIKTOR KRUM!" he shouted. Howls and shouts and clapps could be heard from the Slytherin table were the Durmstrang students sat. Dumbledore pointed Viktor Krum to the back of the hall, where a potrait had swung open. Next a swan shaped piece of paper flew graciously from the cup. Fleur gasped. "MISS FLEUR DELACOUR!" he called. Fleur stood up amidst clapps and abbles of french. She went the same way as Viktor Krum. "CEDRIC DIGGORY!" Dumbledore called and the hall errupted into applause. He too went the same way as the other two. "MISS ATLANTA BLACKADDER!" She too followed the others. "So now the all the champ-" Dumbledore broke off, for another piece of paper had fluttered into his hand...

Harry watched as yet another peoce of paper flew out.

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Cindy rolled her eyes and sighed. She heard commotion coming from the Great Hall, and walked over to the door. She peeked through a crack, feeling Stacy behind her.

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Dumbledore read the paper. "Harry Potter." People started to talk amongst themself. "HARRY POTTER." He said with a half worried look on his face.

Harry jumped hearing his name, and sunk back into his seat.

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Cindy looked confusedly at Stacy. "Five?" she whispered, "There are five?"

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Harry felt himself being pushed up, and walked to the room were everyone else went. After recivng a lot of scowl and crude remarks, he stood waiting for what going on.

(Con someone else be Dumbledore)

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[I will, whatever....]

"Go on, Harry," said Dumbledore quietly. After Harry went into the room, he said a few words to the students to pacify them. He then quickly turned toward the portrait and walked into the room, followed by Minerva, Severus, Barty, and Ludo. Soon, everyone was in an uproar; that was to be expected. He held up his hand and went calmly over to Harry. "Harry," he asked, "Did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?"

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" No.. No" Harry said nerves. " I swear I dident."

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[Okay, I think Fleur and Madame Maxime go on about how he's lying...do you really want to RP the whole scene?]

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Atlanta, who had been chatting animatedly to her Quiditch ex-*friend* who waslaughing hard."What? I thought there were only four champions!" behind her Viktor muttered "I thought there were only three..."-"Shut up!"the british seeker scowled "Thats unfair! It means Hogwarts has a forty procent chance of winning, where all the other schools only have twenty!" Prof. Karma looked at her proudly "Miss Blackadder is right!" he called angrily "It is unfair on those of us who want this to be fair!"

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(na..to long and time consuming..let brease threw this a little bit...)

Harry backed into a corner, confused. He never wanted to be in this tournatment, he dident even put his name in the goblet!

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Atlanta raised an eyebrow at Harry "He must not be allowed to participate! Proffesors!"

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Stacy looked at Cindy. She was totally, complitely confused.
"Well... Seems so..." she started and then looked back at Dumbledore and whole great hall "But... But... He's too young!" she said loudly.

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Harry stood staring out the window of his roon that he shared. Its was official that he had to particapate, against his own will.

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"I know," said Cindy. She closed the door and leaned against it before setting back off toward the Common Room.

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Hermione was looking at the door that Harry had gone through, her mouth a jar.
"Come on Ron." Hermione hissed, not noticing the expression that Ron was sporting.

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