We were now on the train back to school for our fourth year. I sat cross legged next to Harry with Ron and Hermione across from me. My leg was bouncing nervously, my childhood nervous ticks were back. I thought I had grown out of them but clearly not.
"Anything from the trolley?" came the voice and a hand stopping my jittering that broke me out of my trance.
"Do you want anything?" Harry wondered
"Err yeah. Pumpkin Pasty. Please." I handed him the money and then picked up Wednesday from her curled up position on the floor and put her on my lap stroking her which she happily received. I felt myself calm down. Harry came back in with two pumpkin Pasties and handed me one. I smiled and took a bite.
"This is horrible. How can the ministry not know who conjured it?" Hermione voiced "Wasn't there any security?"
"Loads according to Dad. That's what worried them so much. Happened right under their noses." Ron answered eating a packet of droobles. I noticed Harry rubbing his head
"It's hurting again isn't it?" i ask him "Your scar."
"I'm fine." he insisted. I took his hand and gave it a squeeze
"You know Sirius will want to hear about this what you saw at the world cup and your dream." I state, he nodded and took out some parchment. we swapped places so he could write on the table. He then sent Hedwig off with the letter through the cabin window.
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We arrived at station and were taken to the school. Though as we arrived, from above a half dozen Abraxans drawn carriage came flying in to view. We watched as Hagrid tried to guide it into land almost knocking him out.
"There's something you don't see every day." Fred commented. Then from the Water up rose a ship. Leaving us all in awe. We were then shoed away and made to change into our uniforms. The sorting ceremony commenced and we got nine new Gryffindors. Professor Dumbledore took to his stand
"Well, now that we're all settled in and sorted, I'd like to make an announcement." he began just as the door opened and Filtch came in "This castle will not only your home this year but home to some very special guests as well. You see, Hogwarts has been chosen..." Dumbledore broke off to speak to Filtch who came 'running' past us only moments ago and then send him back.
"So Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event: The Triwizard Tournament. Now for those of you who don't know the Triwizard Tournament is, it brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school, a single student is selected to compete. Now let me be clear. If chosen you stand alone. And trust me when I say that these contests are not for the faint hearted. But more of that later. For now please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of magic and their Headmistress Madame Maxime." The doors opened and a group of beautiful young women in blue dresses, a short cape and a gumdrop hat glided through, with their little performance sending every boy I could see completely doe eyed along with their extremely tall headmistress.
"Am I completely missing the fascination?" I ask Hermione and Ginny who looked as baffled as i was. Professor Dumbledore brought the hall to silence once more as the ladies were seated with Ravenclaw's
"Now our friends from the north. Please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang and their High master Igor Karkaroff." We turned to see their entrance which was the complete opposite form beauxbatons. Theirs was light and airy. Durmstrang was heavy and serious. Banging their staffs on the floor. To add, Viktor Krum was amongst the students. Karkaroff and Dumbledore greeted with one another and the boys sat with Slytherin. Finally were were given food. We all talked with one another during the welcome back feast. Our school counterparts were the high topic of conversation. Ron was fawning over Viktor Krum wanting to ask for a autograph.
"When you do finally pluck up the courage, can I be their to watch you faint afterwards?" I ask my friend who glares at me. Ginny and Hermione giggle as I had another chicken leg.
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Something was brought into the hall and we all became silent once more as Professor Dumbledore was about to speak once more.
"Your Attention please." I was now dead silent "I'd like to say a few words. Eternal Glory...that is what awaits the student who wins the Triwizard tournament. But to do that, that student must survive three tasks. Three extremely dangerous tasks. For this reason the ministry has seen fit to impose a new rule. To explain all this we have the head of the department of international magical cooperation Mr Bartemus Crouch." at the mention of his name the enchanted ceiling basically freaked out and created lightning It soon ended and we found who needed it.
"Bloody hell. It's mad eye moody." Ron commented
"Alistair Moody?" Hermione questioned and I nodded
"One of the ministry's top Aurors." I add
"Aurors?" Dean asked
"Dark Wizard Catcher. Half the cells in Azkaban are filled thanks to him. He's supposed to be mad as a hatter, though, these days." Ron answered
"Wouldn't you be a little cooky after all the stuff he's rumoured to have done. You can't be a auror and not be affected by the depths you have to go to to catch dark wizards. It should be in the job description." I replied back as Moody came around to greet Dumbledore and then stood to one side. He took a swig of something."
"What do you suppose he's drinking?" Seamus put to our group
"I don't know but I don't think it's pumpkin juice." Harry responded and Mr Crouch came forward. It was the same man that had held us at wand point and accused us of being death eaters at the match.
"After due consideration the ministry has concluded that for their own safety not student under the age of 17 shall be allowed to put forth their name for the Triwizard tournament. This decision is final." That announcement wasn't exactly taken well by most who wanted to compete. The twins themselves were shouting how rubbish it was as they just missed been in consideration.
"Silence." Dumbledore shut us up and then revealed what had been brought in. It was a stone goblet with a blue flame. "The Goblet of fire. Anyone wishing to submit themselves to the tournament need only write their name upon a piece of parchment and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not so so lightly. If chosen there is no turning back. As from this moment the Triwizard tournament has begun." he declared. Not long after we were all sent off.
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Supernova
FanfictionJust because you're different, doesn't mean anything is wrong with you. In fact chances are, everything is right with you and wrong with everyone else. That's the case with me. I went against everything my family stands for and instead of being a S...
