Hermione

"Eternal Glory," said Dumbledore, "awaits the student that survives the three tasks. Three extremely dangerous tasks."

It took a moment, before I realized Hermoine Granger's eyes were looking straight at me.

She looked angry, her brows were scrunched up deep in thought.

"Is that Mad Eye Moody," I heard someone whisper.

Hermoine's face softened and then she blinked a few times before realizing my eyes were looking back at her.

"No student's under 17 can enter their names in the tournament," said Barty Crouch.

People began to scream at him, before Dumbledore himself quieted them.

I kept my eyes on her, even as she turned away. Hermione looked back one more time, showing again her hatred on her face.

Maybe it was because I was always butting heads with Ron, but for whatever reason she hated me.

I certainly wasn't their worst enemy.

I kept staring as she turned away, but somehow I felt like something was different.. something about Hermione.

But I couldn't figure it out.

"As of this moment, the Triwizard Tournament has begun," said Dumbledore.

This school year, I had planned on getting lovers in every house, but little did I know that this school year would change everything.

And this, was truly just the beginning.