I could not sleep. The whole situation and knowing everything was weighing down on me. I woke up at around 6, with a strong urge to tell Dumbledore that Moody was indeed Barty Crouch. I wanted to tell it all, but Dumbledore said me not to. Anyway, I am pretty sure the old headmaster has already used his legilimency skills to find it all out. Dumbledore; the man of mysteries.

I went downstairs and there was Fred and George sitting on the Common room sofa. "Do want to do a prank?" They asked in unison. I agreed and together we quickly headed to the slytherin side of the Great Hall. Breakfast starts at 7:30 and goes to 9. We then dropped a drop of the potion that the twins brought into each goblet and walked away like nothing happened.

I had quick shower, packed my bag and met up with Fred and George in the common room. We went to the Great Hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table. One by one, the slytherins drank from their goblets and their hair turned crimson with yellow streaks. The hall burst into laughter and the slytherins groaned. And somehow and without surprise, they knew it was Fred, George and me because we were laughing the loudest. If looks could kill, we would be 7 feet under the ground.

The day soon ended and the whole entire day was filled with people talking about how terrifying Professor Moody was and Fred and George bugging me to help them with their ageing potion. "Well technically you said your ageing potion would work. And besides I have just been here for a day. How do you know if I'm smart enough?" I said to them after they asked me about the potion for about the 30th time that day. Fred and George put an each over my shoulder and then said, "Come one. You're smart enough. You're the older mini version of Hermione sometimes." Fred said. "Ya. I din't know your peanut-sized brain could come with that." George continued. "I will help you in a way. I'll get you guys a book from the library since I am going there now, and you guys can read it." I said while I put my parchment and quills back in my bag.

They scowled and said at the same time, "That's of no help!" I turned to them and gave a grin and said, "Well then. Have fun with your potion." There was still and hour left before curfew and I really had to finish my transfiguration homework. I went to the library; my pace fast. I took out the book from the shelf (Laura had told me the name of the perfect book) and sat down in a table at the corner of the room. What I didn't see because of the darkness was that there was someone else. I placed the lamp on the table and got startled on seeing a person there; Cedric. "Hey there Smith. Transfiguration?" He asked and pointed at the cover of my book. "Hey. Yes." Till 8pm (the time when the library closes) me and Cedric did our homework and talked. In my real timeline, my liking towards Cedric's character was neutral. I neither hated him nor loved. Now as I talked and got to know him better, I realized how nice of a human he was. I really needed to save him. When it was 8 we were already done with our homework and Madam Pince shooed us out the Library.

Days and days passed and it was finally October. We were all waiting for the students of Beauxbaton and Dumstrang in the Great Hall. George sat on one side of me and Fred sat next to him. On my other side was Hermione and across me sat Ron and Harry. The beautiful girls of Beauxbatons entered the room and danced their way across. They then went and sat at the Ravenclaw table. When the Dumstrangs entered, I leaned across the table and said to Ron, "Ron look. It's your crush." Me, the twins, Hermione and Harry started laughing. Ron turned to see Victor Krum, then mumbled to me, "Shut up."

The feast soon ended with Dumbledore telling us about when we could deposit our names is the Goblet of Fire and the whispers of students saying that they wanted to enter. Soon the food arrived and we started eating. I love trying new food, so I was excited to try the French and Bulgarian food. Hermione explained the name of some of the French food, and we shared some of our stories when we went to France; me in the future (she did not know that) and her in the past.

Fleur Delacour came and asked us if we needed the bouillabaisse and we happily gave it to her. Her arrival resulted in both Ron and Harry's mouth flying open and when she left I said, "Better close your mouth Ronald and Harold. Or a fly might go in there." They just stuck their tongue out and I did the same. We soon finished dinner and went to bed.

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The next day, we (as in me, Harry and Ron) went to the Great Hall to see who all were entering their names for the tournament. Hermione was sitting on a bench reading; as always, and the boys were discussing on who put their names in and if they would get selected. Cedric came in and put his name in and this was followed by pats and hypes from the hufflepuffs and boos from most of the gryffindors. Angelina came and put her name in. "We hope you get it Angelina" said Hermione. "Ya. Better you than Pretty- Boy Diggory." Seamus said. This was followed by a scowl from the Hufflepuffs and me (since Cedric and I had become friends now).

We continued to talk about the tournament, when Fred and George barged into the Great Hall. "Just brewed it this morning; ageing potion." They shouted. "It's not going to work" sang Hermione. They asked why and Hermione explained that Dumbedore's Age Line could not be fooled. The boys laughed and as they passed by me, they said, "Get ready to do not one, but two potions homework."

"Ya. Ya. Sure. Sure." I replied. Fred and George gulped down the potion and they soon sprouted beards. They laughed loudly while pointing to each other and Dumbledore told them to go to Madam Pomfrey. I followed them. "Grandpa Weasleys? Could you tell me a bedtime story?" I asked them mockingly. "You'll get your chocolate frogs next hogsmede weekend." They said.

We walked to the Hospital Wing and then I waited there with them while their white beard slowly vanished. Tonight was going to be eventful; especially for Harry.