-on the train ride to hogwarts-
i was still shaken up from two days ago. we had found harry, thankfully he wasn't dead. neville, seamus, ginny, and dean all talk. neville puts his hand on my shoulder and i quickly turn to him. he's gotten even more attractive, which i didn't know was possible. "are you ok?" he whispers to me. "oh, uh, yeah. just tired." i say. "oh, well you could. maybe. put your head on my shoulder if you'd like. take a quick nap." he says. i smile at him and lean on his shoulder. "thank you neville."
-in the great hall-
"well, 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." filch runs down the aisle as dumbledore talks. "but home to some very special guests as well. you see, hogwarts has been chosen." dumbledore stops with he notices filch. the whisper for a moment and filch runs back out. "so hogwarts has been chosen to host a legendary event: The Triwizard Tournament. for those of you who don't know the triwizard tournament 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 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." dumbledore says. we all turn our heads as the door to the great hall opens. an entire lot of girls walk in, all wearing some blue/gray fancy smancy uniform. ron looks starstruck. they prance to the front and let out this whole array of fancy magic out. "now, our friends from the north. please greet the proud sons of durmstrang." dumbledore says. some brute boys walking in. clanging sticks to the ground. in a specific rhythm. bloody hell. these school are so prim and proper. the boys do this whole show type thing. "it's krum!" people say. "viktor krum!" ron says.
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dumbledore grabs our attention. "i'd like to say a few words. eternal glory. that is what awaits the student who winds the triwizard tournament. but to do this, that student must survive three tasks. three. extremely dangerous tasks." dumbledore says. "wicked." the twins say. "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 bartemius crouch." the enchantment on the roof starts to go crazy. there's random lightening and rain. a man stops it. a rather crazy looking man. "bloody hell. that's mad-eye moody." i say. "alastor moody? the auror?" hermione asks. "auror?" dean asks. "dark-wizard catcher. half of the cells in azkaban are filled thanks to him. he's supposed to be mad as hatter thought these days." ron says. he hobbles over to dumbledore. "my dear old friend. thanks for coming." dumbledore says. "stupid ceiling." moody complains and goes to stand against the wall. he takes a swig from his flask. "what's that he's drinking do you suppose?" seamus asks "i don't know but i don't think it's pumpkin juice." i say. bartemius crouch steps up. "after due consideration the ministry has concluded that, for their own safety, no student under the age of 17 shall be allowed to put forth their name for the triwizard tournament." he says. there's argues from all of the crowd. "that's rubbish!" the twins shout. "silence!" dumbledore shouts. he opens the box next to him. a large goblet with a blue flame above it appears. "the goblet of fire. anyone wishing to submit themselves in 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 do so lightly. if chosen, there's no turning back. as from this moment, the triwizard tournament has begun."
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white roses // neville longbottom
Fanfictiony/n lestrange, bellatrix lestrange's daughter, was nothing like her mother. infact she never wanted to even be near her. bellatrix had abandoned y/n when she was just a baby to follow voldemort, to become a death eater. throughout her life she had h...