Hey C:
I watch the GOF movie the other day, and because I utterly adore Malfoy (and Tom Felton :) I wanted him to have a love interest, but obviously, I couldn't really do that, so I did a Next Generation instead C:
I'm not a complete Potterhead or anything, but I re-read TDH specially and went on the Wiki for anything I was unsure of, but if there are mistakes, please be kind.. :,)
The high pitched ringing of a glass goblet and a silver teaspoon meeting rang out in the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Its headmistress, Minerva McGonagall, rose from her seat and addressed the occupants of the hall.
"Welcome, students, to Hogwarts. This year, as some of you will be aware, it is, once again, Hogwarts' turn to host the much anticipated Triwizard Tournament. I will now take great pleasure in introducing the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic!"
From the far side of the room, seated on the Slytherin Table, Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy watched as the dainty, sky blue clad French ladies of Beauxbatons skipped into the Hall. They sighed daintily and conjured tiny bluebirds and dragonflies and sighed again and skipped some more. He rolled his eyes as his friend, Eric, clapped enthusiastically while muttering; "Cor blimey, she's got a nice arse…"
Scorpius rolled his eyes again and turned his attention to McGonagall as she introduced 'with equal pleasure' the Durmstrang Institute. He heard Eric swear under his breath as the doors flew open and columns of flame burst through. The Durmstrang students, clad in furs and holding huge staffs, marched in chanting something that sounded vaguely Slavic. Fire breathers made huge fiery serpents that coiled round the Hufflepuff Table, making all the girls scream.
Scorpius' attention, though, was now trained on one Ravenclaw girl, who was clapping loudly, encouraging Durmstrang students as they made their way to the front of the Hall. She had dark hair tied up carelessly into a bun, silvery pale skin – perhaps even paler than his own – and bright green eyes. Her name was Zahra Steele. She was one of his Ravenclaw classmates and, from seeing her in his first year at Hogwarts; he had fallen deeply and hopelessly in love with her. Scorpius was now in his sixth year, and he wasn't at all sure she knew of his existence.
Tearing his gaze from Zahra, he composed himself and looked over to the raised platform upon which Julius Goldman, director of the Tournament, was explaining the rules.
"Due to the extreme danger of the Triwizard Tournament, only those in their sixth year or above can enter." There was a mixture of groans and cheers throughout. Scorpius noticed Zahra turn to look at her friend (also a Ravenclaw classmate of his), Rosalyn and give her an excited grin.
"But!" continued Goldman, raising a hand for silence, "I warn you, my Tournament is not for the faint hearted. Each and every task will test you, be it in brain or brawn. So, if any of you think yourselves brave enough to enter, you must only write your name on a slip of parchment and place into," he stopped and eyeballed the students closest to him for dramatic effect, "the Goblet of Fire!" with a garish sweep of his deep green velvet robes, the Goblet was revealed. There were gasps and appreciative whistles around the room.
"Oooh, indeed," agreed Goldman. He started saying something else, but Scorpius wasn't listening, once again his gaze was drawn to Zahra. As Professor McGonagall dismissed them, Zahra caught his eye and smiled politely as she rose from her bench. Feeling his face burn, he returned the smile, but quickly looked away. Scorpius watched as she left the Great Hall with Rosalyn, giggling.
Oh well, he thought, at least she knows I exist.
Hope you liked n_n
