Cindy walked over to Hermione and sat down next to her; they knew eachother from constantly sitting near eachother in the library. "Hi," she said.

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"Hi" Hermione smiled.
"How are you?" She asked Cindy.

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"Fine," said Cindy, sitting next to her and across from Harry. "Excited about fourth year?" she asked.

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"Yes, it should be intresting with the Tournament and all..."

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Cindy nodded. "I should be even happier. I have my OWLs at the end of this year!" she said in tones of mock excitement.

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"Sir, what is the point of this?" Asked Atlanta curiously, as a clap of thunder sounded illuminating the castle grounds. The Headmaster did not answer.

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Izzy sighed, the Tournament sounded so cool, and she had amazing pictures of herself as a campion, but they all went out of the window as Dumbledore said somthing about a age limit.
"Dang Stace we could have entered!" Izzy replied, she then leant back against Fred's chest.
"Well i have an idea about what you guys are planning on doing, but i'm not sure! though i doubt it will work becuase it will be Dumbledore and well you can't overcome his magic!" Izzy told the Weasley twins, she sighed and took a sip of pumpkin juice, and smiled at Hermione and Cindy as they entered.
"Hey guys" she said happily to them.

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The rain was falling down in big thick droplets, the wet getting into everything, a shiver ran through and down the spine of a 17 yr old witch.
The group of students were brought to a halt by their headmaster, a flahs of lightning lighting up the courtyard, Annelise's eyes scanned the courtyard for a few moments for the time it was lit up, her dark eyes lit up with excitement.
She stood near the front and watched as one of her friends walked up to the headmaster, she stood and listened contently, ready, waiting.

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((Isty, Atlanta was asking her headmaster from Moonstone ^^))

"Now may I please have your attention again,' Dumbledores voice boomed through the hall. "Please welcome the lovely ladys of Beuxbaton!" there was a sound as the doors at the other end of the hall opened. About twenty or so girls walked into the hall, their robed were not black like theirs but a pale blue. They walked up to the middle of the hall and courtseyed making blue butterflies fly around them. A very large and tall lady was walking behind them walking next to a girl that looked very pretty, with silvery blonde hair.


Fleur followed madame Maxime into the hall. She followed her steady steps to the front of the hall and stood in a row. They courtseyed once more and waited...

Cindy looked over at the Beauxbatons girls and rolled her eyes as they performed their showy dance.

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"And now," Dumbledore said,'Please welcome the proud sons of Durmstrang!" twenty or so boys walked in that looke very strong they marched to the front and went to stand behind the girls from Beuxbaton...

((We need a Vicky...))

Cindy looked up at the guys from Durmstrang and raided one eyebrow in interest. They were interesting, some not even half bad-looking...

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Fleur went and sat down at the Hufflepuff table with her fellow students, the Durmstrang boys went to sit down at the Slytherin table. 'And now for the feast!" Dumbledore said, and mounds of food appeared on the tables.

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Suddenly the hall doors flew open once more. Dumbeldore stood up, as an old man led his students - looking thouroughly anoyed at being so wet- down the table.

Atlanta glanced back at her friends, befor following her headmaster in. She walked behind him, proud and slightly smug at the suprisment on a certain Durmstrang seeker's face.

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((skipping a bit here...))
Suddenly the hall doors flew open once more. Dumbeldore stood up, as an old man led his students - looking thouroughly anoyed at being so wet- down the table.

Atlanta glanced back at her friends, befor following her headmaster in. She walked behind him, proud and slightly smug at the suprisment on a certain Durmstrang seeker's face.

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Cindy straightened up and said, "Oh thank goodness." She grabbed a fork and began to serve herself turkey, mashed potatoes, and chicken.

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Fleur gasped. "But 'o are zey? i was thinking zis tournament vas only for three schools?"

Dumbledor stood up. 'Who are you?"