We had finished our supper in the Great Hall when our headmaster Albus Dumbledore started his opening speech. Cedric and I had both been informed that something special was going to happen this year. That's why we went dress robe shopping together and gave each other our opinions of what we tried on. I was pretty easy with him, but he was making sure that I didn't show anything. I respected him for that. Though I didn't want to wear what muggles call a dress. "As your parents have been informed, something special is taking place at Hogwarts this year. We will be hosting the Triwizard Tournament. Two other wizarding schools will be joining us this year. We will also be holding the Yule Ball, which is part of the Triwizard Tournament. We have the Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation to explain. He will be speaking with you after the other schools arrive." he said. All of the second the ceiling turned stormy, then Alastor Moody calmed it down. He was our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. We had a new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher ever since Professor Quirrell passed away. I enjoyed Professor Lupin best, we had him last year but he turned out to be a werewolf. I didn't care, he didn't hurt anyone. After our Headmaster speaking a tad more we were aloud to go to our common rooms. When Cedric and I sat down on one of the over stuffed couches of the Hufflepuff common room Cedric's friend Harold said "Cedric, you should totally submit your name into the Triwizard Tournament!" he said excitedly. "I don't want to." Cedric replied. "Why not mate?" Harrold questioned. "Because I don't feel like putting my life in danger…?" Cedric answered. "Fine, I'll put your name in for you." Harold said. "No you shall not!" Cedric yelled. "Yes, I will, because you don't have the guts to do it." Harold remarked. "If Cedric doesn't even want to be in the Triwizard Tournament, why are you forcing him?" I asked Harold. "It's for his own good. Come on mate! You'll get fame and fortune!" Harold progressed. "What if I don't want fame and fortune! What if I'm fine in the state that I am!" Cedric was getting flustered. "Why don't you put your name into the Goblet of Fire then?" I questioned Harold. "I don't care. I'm still putting Cedric's name into the Goblet of Fire." Harold said. Harold then went through the door to the boys dormitories. "Are you okay, Cedric?" I asked him. He sighed and replied "I just don't want to be in the Triwizard Tournament. Can't he understand that?" he looked at me after. "I think he's just being an ass." I stated my opinion. Harold had always been an ass, who tried to fed off of other people. He was Cedric's friend, for the moment, and so I had to go along with it. "I'm going to bed. Goodnight." he said. "Goodnight." I replied.