If things were ...different : A Harry Potter Fanfic

Chapter 7:The Triwizard Tournament

The first month of school went by particularly fast for Calyssa McAllister and her new friends at Hogwarts , for they were having far too much fun to pay attention to the passage of time , and as the foliage changed colors , and the air grew breezy and crisp, it was October, and at last the students from Beauxbattons and Durmstrang would be arriving soon .

That evenings potions class , though shortened because of the arrival of the other schools , still couldn't have come soon enough as the students were all restless in their seats , eager for the Tournament to begin .

"So I trust you've all made your calming droughts to my full expectations." Said Snape in a rather displeased tone, whilst looking over at Neville's cauldron , which was a bright pink and bubbly concoction , instead of the still turquoise substance of Calyssa and Hermiones Cauldrons .

"Though today we have had a rather unfortunately shortened class , please know that if any of you thought that gave you an excuse to slack off on your work , even more than usual ," he said as he looked over Ron with a disapproving glare

"You are highly mistaken."

And with that the clock struck 7:00 and at long last it was time for the welcoming feast to commence .

The students scrambled to get their things and all hurried out the door with angst and hunger , pushing one another in the act .

"Do not forget your essay on the exact affects of drought of living death ! I expect 12 inches of parchment by Monday !" Snape called after them .

"Bloody hell! I thought that would never end !" Said Ron as they exited the hallway and made their way up the stairs,towards the common room .

"Ugh you and me both Ronnie boy  ." Said Calyssa , swishing her long mane of golden hair over her shoulder.

"But your good at potions Lyss !" Protested Ron. "Your good at everything!" He said while dramatically flailing his arms in the air , which Hermione responded to by pushing his arms down with her hands , and just as their hands touched for a brief moment , they looked at eachother , blushed , then broke apart quickly.

"Seriously 'Mione ? Out of everyone in school you go with the ginger ?"Hermione heard a voice say internally .

"Who said that ?" Hermione said as she spun around quickly to check who was behind her, yet she was met by empty space

"Me silly ." Said the voice that she now recognized to be Calyssa's.

"Apart from mind reading , I can also send out mental messages , I guess I should have mentioned that before hand ."

Then Hermione pulled Calyssa to the side and whispered  ,"We'll discuss this later ", as they came across the common room to put down their things.

By the time they had reached the great hall , Professor McGonagall was going ballistic making sure that all of the Gryffindors were looking and acting their absolute best for the arrival of the other schools competing in the Tournament .

"Mister Thomas ! Straighten your shirt !And Mister Finnigan ,please do us all a favor and run a comb through that rats nest you call hair !" She exclaimed as she walked along the sides of the table .

McGonagall then came to a frantic halt upon seeing the Weasley twins advertising their latest "Weasley's Wizard Wheezes " products to a group of astonished First Years .