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'𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆.'
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Camellia Withlock never expected to be a witch like in...
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"Go, you have stayed with me for two months this summer. Go be with them and we'll catch up later."
"Thank you," she signs and kisses him on the cheek before running off towards Hermione and the boys.
"How's it going?" Blaise wiggles his brows. Draco hits him in the stomach.
"You know very well what happened to her this summer."
"Yes, I'm sorry. How is she?"
"She's holding up, but what my aunt did is going to haunt her for a long time."
Blaise thinks for a moment before asking, "Did she, you know..."
"Did she what?"
"Get the mark," he whispers. Draco just nods. "How did she take it?"
"Not well, she doesn't remember getting it. She had a breakdown when she saw it for the first time."
"Do you know what her mission is?"
"No, but I know it has something to do with the tournament." Blaise looks at him in confusion. "You'll find out at the feast." He says before both of them start walking silently to the carriages.
When they arrive at the castle, they see four flying horses flying through the air pulling a carriage coming in to land at Hogwarts. Malia stares at it and starts cheering silently with the people who cheer with sound. Then a large ship emerges from under the water and approaches the castle too. The group of four moves towards the great hall and finds a place at the Gryffindor table and the sorting ceremony starts. After all the first years' names had been shouted, Minerva looks at Albus who gives her a short nod then she shouts out one last name.
"Withlock, Melia," the hall goes silent. Why would I be up there again? I did it last year! Hermione pushes her up and she starts to walk towards the front. She sits down on the chair and the hat is placed on her head.
"Never have I done this before, but I made a mistake by putting you in Gryffindor..." The sorting hat says, and people start to whisper.
"I have been pondering all year on my decision and found out that I was wrong. Thanks to Albus I'm able to correct my mistake. So, my choice -which I should have told you the first time- is SLYTHERIN." The whole hall is silent again, processing what they just heard. Then the Slytherin table starts to clap and welcome her. Melia takes a glance towards 'Mione before walking to where Draco and Blaise are sitting. Some people in her new house congratulate her, but she is still in shock. Slytherin... I'm in Slytherin?
"Now we're all settled in and sorted, I'd like to make an announcement. This castle will not only be your home this year but home to some very special guests as well. You see Hogwarts has been chosen..." he gets cut off by someone running down the hall and whispers something in Dumbledore's ear, then he runs back where he came from.
"So, Hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event. The Tri-Wizard tournament." Draco takes his arm around Melia's shoulders and pushes her closer to him. She places her head on his shoulder and takes a deep breath. She had completely forgotten about her mission. A lot of other things have happened since she was told about it and it just slipped through her mind. Blaise looks at her with sympathy filled in his eyes.
"Now for those of you who do not know, the tri-wizard tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school, a single contestant is selected to compete. Now let me be clear, if chosen you stand alone. And trust me when I say 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."
A group of girls dressed in blue dance up the aisle and release butterflies into the air. Then three more people come behind them. The smallest girl does a few acrobatic stunts while the two other walks after her. One of them is almost as big as Hagrid, if not bigger.
"Blimey, that's one big woman," someone from the Gryffindor table says, which earns him a few laughs.
"And now our friends from the north, please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang and the high master Igor Karkaroff."
A series of older boys walk up the aisle brandishing bo staffs, twirling them around and periodically stabbing them into the ground with a spark effect. Then people start noticing that Viktor Krum, one of the best seekers in the world, is one of the students from Durmstrang. Igor locks eyes with Melia and in his eyes, you can see a small hint of fear. Albus and Igor embrace each other before he starts to talk again.
"I would like to say a few words more words. Eternal glory, that is what awaits the student who wins the tri-wizard tournament. But to do this 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 magic cooperation Mister Bartimus Crouch."
Before he's able to say anything, the ceiling starts thundering and rain begins leaking through the roof and screams break out. A strange man stands in the doorway, he casts some magic upwards and seals the roof. Peace is restored. Albus moves towards the man.
"My dear old friend, thanks for coming."
"That stupid roof," he says and takes out something, drinking it. Then Bartimus Crouch moves forward.
"After much deliberation, the ministry has concluded that for their own safety no student under the age of seventeen shall be allowed to put forth their name for the tri-wizard tournament. This decision is final," people start to shout and riot.
"Silence!" Albus shouts then he casts magic over a box which melds into a goblet containing a blue flame.
"The goblet of fire. Anyone wishing to submit themselves for the tournament merely writes their name upon a piece of parchment and throws it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not do so lightly, if chosen there's no turning back. As from this moment the tri-wizard tournament has begun."
From this moment my mission has begun...
(A/N) Some of the lines in this chapter are from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire movie script, which mean that I don't own it. Everything else is written by me.
