Chapter 1: The Fourth Champion

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        "Oh, you've got to be kidding me. Harry Potter!" Dumbledore's scream echoed throughout the hall, Estelle nearly thinking the windows would break. "HARRY POTTER?!"

(A/N~ I will add Chanswills0 scenes sometimes, hehe)

     "Here's. Your. Paper!" Dumbledore said to a terrified Harry.
     "Thank...you..." Harry said, white as a ghost.
     "Psst! Starlight!" hissed a voice behind Estelle.
     "What do you want, Malfoy?" Estelle whispered.
     "Is Pottah really that needing of attention?" Draco sneered, chuckling at his insult.

     Estelle turned away, not in the mood for Draco's taunting of her friend. But, there was something that was true: Did Harry trick the Goblet of Fire just for attention? That kept her awake all night. She turned over in her four-poster bed thinking how she would send a letter to her adoptive father in the morning. Her owl, Opal, a miniature snowy owl was sleeping right now, not a care in the world.

(THE NEXT DAY)

     Estelle woke up and changed, tired from barely any sleep last night. She dreamed of the delectable bacon in the Great Hall. She suddenly remembered she had to send a letter. She sulked down to the Owlery. She hastily wrote a letter to her dad to tell him about Harry in the Triwizard Tournament. As she walked out, she ran into none other than Draco Malfoy.
"What d'you want, Malfoy?" Estelle said, glaring at him.
"What d'you think? I'm sending a letter, stupid!" Draco said. "Merlin, it's a good thing you're pretty..."
"I'm sorry?" Estelle said, looking at him. "What'd you say about me just now?!"
"N-nothing!" Draco said, running into the Owlery.

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