𝓘'𝓶 𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓪 {𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻}

22

"Yeah, that's right, smarm up to him, Malfoy," Ron said scathingly. "I bet Krum can see right through him, though...bet he gets people fawning over him all the time...Where d'you reckon they're going to sleep? We could offer him a space in our dormitory, Harry...I wouldn't mind giving him my bed, I could kip on a camp bed"

Hermione snorted. I just laughed.

"They look a lot happier than the Beauxbatons lot," Harry said. The Durmstrang students were pulling off their heavy furs and looking up at the starry black ceiling with expressions of interest; a couple of them were picking up the golden plates and goblets and examining them, apparently impressed.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, ghosts and most particularly guests," Dumbledore said, beaming around at the foreign students. "I have great pleasure in welcoming you all to Hogwarts. I hope and trust that your stay here will be both comfortable and enjoyable.

One of the Beauxbatons girls still clutching a muffler around her head gave what was unmistakably a derisive laugh.

"No one's making you stay!" Hermione whispered, bristling at her.

"The tournament will be officially opened at the end of the feast," Dumbledore said. "I now invite you all to eat, drink, and make yourselves at home!"

He sat down, and Harry saw Karkaroff lean forward at once and engage him in conversation.

The plates in front of them filled with food as usual. The house-elves in the kitchen seemed to have pulled out all the stops; there was a greater variety of dishes in front of us.

"What's that?" Ron said, pointing at a large dish of some sort of shellfish stew that stood beside a large steak-and-kidney pudding.

"Bouillabaisse," Hermione said.

"Bless you," Ron said.

"It's French," Hermione said, "I had it on holiday summer before last. It's very nice"

"I'll take your word for it," Ron said, helping himself to black pudding.

After we had finished eating, I had been chatting in conversation with my fellow Gryffindors when suddenly, I saw in the corner of my eye Hunter and Hazel stood up and walking towards the door.

When they had met I saw them talking about something but I couldn't tell what.

"I'll just excuse myself for a while alright" I said standing up. "I'll be back"

I walked towards the door where Hazel and Hunter were.

"You two" I said "Come on let's talk"

The two just smiled like they already expected this. We move a little farther so no one could hear.

"What the hell are two doing here?!" I shouted "You're supposed to be in France and you in Switzerland!"

"Calm down Chase aren't you glad to see us?" Hunter said.

"If you two don't explain what's going on here I'll murder you" I said firmly.

"Chill alright" Hunter replied "I transferred because I found out Karkaroff was a death eater. I wanted to gets some leads"

"Acceptable alright" I replied "And what's your excuse, Hazel?"

"I don't have to explain anything Chase" Hazel replied "Plus giving you a headache is my specialty"

"Yeah, It is like what a sister would do" I replied.

"Plus I told you you'll get her one way or the other that's why I'm here" Hazel said.