Staying?!

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"Uhhh speaking of that your staying at Hogwarts."
"WHAT!" I screamed
"Sweetheart please calm down there is a reason you are staying."
"Why?"
"Durmstrang got attacked and your staying for the Tri-Wizard Tournament."
"What the heck is that."All of the sudden a horn goes off.

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Next thing I know we are outside the castle staring at the lake, which looks nasty. Blah. Then we see a ship flying in. Everyone is staring at it but I'm just sitting there waiting for my friends to come out. I already knew it was Durmstrang. Soon it lands and all my friends come out. I run up to Victor and hug him squeezing so tight his lungs probably collapses. (Sorry watching too much untold stories of the ER.)
"I missed you so much!" I sat into his ear. Tears of joy spilling out of my eyes.
"I missed you too." He said in his thick Bulgarian accent hugging me tightly. When you finally pulled away he looked at my eyes. 
"Oh no your eyes are leaking." I rolled my eyes and laughed. Victor always knew how to make me laugh at a time like this. Somebody clears their throat behind us. I saw the Weasley clan. I'm not even lying when I say this. Ron looked like a flippin tomato. He started trying to talk to Victor while me and him were walking in the castle.
" Victor may I just say you are a amazing Quidditch player, y-you're the best seeker in the world!"Ron said.
"Thankyou" Victor replied simply.

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When we finally got inside the castle into the Great Hall everyone sat down and started talking until Dumbles started talking.

"May I have your attention. So as you can see we have some friends joining us today. From the France and from Bulgaria welcome the lovely ladies of Beauxbaxtons and the men of Durmstrang." Everyone stared clapping. One he strolled talking me began the feast I was sitting with Victor at the Slytherin table and couldn't help but notice a blond weasel burning holes into my head.

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