TWENTY-FOUR

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After the awful lesson about the Unforgivable Curses, Aurora did everything in her power to steer away from Professor Moody. He was giving her the creeps anytime he looked at her and she just felt like she needed to keep her distance from the man. 

October came quickly and before the students could even realise they were already seated in the Great Hall, awaiting the arrival of the two other schools. 

"I'm so hungry when are they getting here?" Lee groaned in annoyance as his stomach made a loud rumble causing some girls close by to laugh.

"Shush, Lee," George said as he scribbled things down onto a spare piece of parchment, "You should've gone to lunch."

Before Lee could hurl back a come back the doors of the Great Hall slammed open and Filch came running in towards Dumbledore. 

"I can't believe that's how he runs," Fred sniggered besides Aurora who was covering her mouth due to laughing so much.

Filch leaned up and whispered something into the Headmaster's ear before he turned back around and ran out of the Hall; slamming the door behind him. 

Dumbledore stood up straight and cleared his throat, his arms wide, "Could you all please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.....and their headmistress Madame Maxime."

The double doors flew open; much quieter this time, as a large group of girls came in. They all wore silky blue dresses with a hat on their heads. Aurora rolled her eyes at the males of the school who were all gawping at the mostly blonde haired girls.

"Holy smokes," Lee said, his mouth opened.

"Stop dribbling, Lee," Aurora rolled her eyes before she reached across the table and closed his mouth for him. She saw George with the same expression but when she turned to Fred she noticed that unlike almost every other male in the school he was not looking at the girls. In fact, he was looking directly at her.

Aurora couldn't help but blush as his eyes bored into hers, time felt slow as they searched each other's eyes. 

"Blimey, that's one big woman," An Irish voice broke the gaze between the two teens.

Aurora looked up and saw the headmistress of the Beauxbatons Academy, and she was in fact extremely big; she even looked taller than Hagrid who was a half-giant.

"And now," Dumbledore continued once the girls sat down at the Ravenclaw table, "our friends from the North. Please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang.....and their headmaster Igor Karkaroff!"

In came a group of men, they wore large fur coats and had large sticks in their hands which they banged against the floor as they made their way to the front of the Hall.

"Is that-" Aurora was about to ask but before she could even mutter out the man's name Ron squealed loudly, "Oh, my that's Krum! That's actually him!"

Aurora shared an amused look with Fred as they laughed at Ron who looked as if he had just seen the love of his life walking down the aisle. 

"So, when's the wedding?" Aurora smirked at Ron whose face was now a good fifty shades redder than before, blending in with his hair. 

"Shut up," Ron muttered before he looked down at the table in front of his as everyone around his laughed and teased the boy.

The Minister of Magic came through the large doors shortly after the Durmstrang boys went and sat at the Slytherin table; of course making Draco Malfoy send a smirk towards the Gryffindors, as if he was trying to make them jealous. He once again told the rules before he brought out the Triwizard Cup. 

Aurora couldn't help but gaze at the trophy in awe; it was large and silver, but parts of it looked like glass. It had two dragons wrapped carefully around it acting as the handles. But the most beautiful thing about it was the way it shone a gorgeously pale blue colour. 

The Minister then brought out the Goblet of Fire. It was much less extravagant than the Trophy but it was still impressive. The main part of the goblet was a shimmery gold colour with small patterns and details going up it, in the goblet there was a large blue fire.

"Anyone wishing to submit themselves to the tournament, need only to write their parchment and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night," The Minister explained, Fred and George sat up straight as they listened intently, "Do not do so lightly. If chosen there is no turning back. As from this moment, the Triwizard Tournament has begun."







AN- Thank you for everyone whose been reading this story and voting, I can't believe how many people are actually reading this it's mind boggling!

Also, I hope you all had a great Christmas, and if it was hard for you well done for sticking through it, I know how difficult it can get. 


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