Halloween's upon them, and with it arrive the students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

The festivities don't make an impression on him.

It's not like Halloween's a happy time.

He's glad the entire school's so caught up. Less attention on him.

Most of Slytherin is grumbling about Dumbledore's age line, but he's glad for it.

But then, it isn't like he'd ever be chosen as the Hogwarts champion. That would be like Snape winning Teacher of the Year by popular vote.

Still, he can't help pausing in front of the Goblet of Fire along with everyone else, and wondering, what if.