Was he really doing this? Was he really going to put his name in the Goblet of Fire, hoping to be chosen to be Hogwarts' champion? Well, he was almost eighteen years old. And this opportunity was an once-in-a-lifetime thing. So he couldn't pass it up.

Honestly, Kel was more than a little scared as he stepped unceremoniously over the age line. He stood in front of the goblet for a long while, before dropping a piece of parchment into the flames.

He watched as the scrap fell into the goblet, and then backed away from it. Once he was back across the age line, a half smile stretched his lips, slightly lopsided. Well, it was done. Now, he would be the champion, or not. Honestly, he didn't know which one he hoped for more. But, at least he gave it a go.