AN: Hey! So this takes place during Goblet of Fire, also I've never actually read the books...so I'm going off of the movie *nervous smile* anyways...hope you like it and review!
*Disclaimer* I don't own anything from the Harry Potter series
Enjoy!
Prologue
The Golden Isles - Home of the Creatures (Shifters)
"Calla," Elthesar Night purred, making the seventeen year old girl walk forward. Her long dazzling blonde curls swayed at her lower back as she walked, wearing a white silk dress that stopped at her mid thigh on her golden skin, "My darling, unique creature, I need you to do something. For me."
"What is it, master?" Calla's honeysuckle voice asked, her pink dewy lips in a small smile as her lush black eyelashes brushed her high cheek bones with a blink.
"We are going on a small trip north," Elthesar smiled cruelly, "Wear something for cold weather."
"Where are we going exactly?" Calla asked innocently.
"Durmstrang Academy."
Durmstrang Academy
"Keep your hood up and stay here," Elthesar ordered Calla. Both were wearing clothing suitable for the Arctic.
"Of course, master," Calla said shifting her footing as she pulled up her black and white fur lined cloaks hood, making herself ready to pray to her goddess.
"And if anyone talks to you, ignore them until I return," Elthesar said before leaving Calla in the snow covered courtyard. Calla held her hands in front of her, slightly bowed her head, and closed her eyes, connecting the her goddess. The wind blew making her cloak blow in it like a flag, exposing her black leather and fur boots, dark tight pants and scarlet long sleeve winter blouse. Her blonde curls brushed her neck and cheeks with the wind as the Durmstrang quidditch team walked by from practice.
"Oi!" one of the boys called to the stranger in their courtyard, face hidden, and not responding because she was far to deep in her prayer to notice.
"Who is that?" another asked as they walked up to the stranger.
"Hello?" the tallest, strongest, and most famous of the whole school, Viktor Krum, asked, pushing the strangers hood back. They all gasped at the long blonde hair, flawless and perfect gorgeous face, Victoria's Secret model body, girl who stood before them, head slightly bowed with closed eyes, "Ain't she a beut'?" the boys nodded in agreement.
"I can hear what your saying, you know?" Calla asked, eyes still closed.
"Then why didn't you respond?" Viktor asked, but she focused on her prayer.
"Calla!" Elthesar cheerfully called with the Durmstrang head master following. Calla lifted her head and opened her eyes to see her master before her, with a soft smile on her face, "What were you just doing?"
"I was praying to the Grey Lady, sir," Calla said with a smile, she gave a small worried glance to the quidditch team.
"So this is her? The One?" Igor Karkaroff asked looking at Calla, "Who is the Grey Lady?"
"My patron goddess, kind sir," Calla smiled, Igor looked to his school's boys who were drooling over Calla.
"Get to class," Igor snapped to them making them scurry away, Calla's eyes follow Viktor, and he watched her as he walking into the main building of the Arctic academy, "Have you been called by Hogwarts already?" Igor asked.
"Not yet," Elthesar smiled.
"Our prophet has warned us and we took action immediately," Igor looked at Calla questionably.
"Calla, why don't you show Igor what you can do," Elthesar said, hissing his command in her mind.
"Of course," Calla took a step back and her body shimmered. The two men looked at her with astonished eyes.
"You weren't lying, Elthesar," Igor gasped, still looking at Calla.
"I never do."
Hogwarts School for Witch Craft and Wizardry
"Albus, we need to call The Guard, the tournament," Professor Minerva McGonagll paused as she paced in the headmasters office, "It's very dangerous."
"Calling The Guard means calling Her," Albus Dumbledore gave a long sigh as he spoke.
"I have a very bad feeling about this tournament," McGonagll said as Dumbledore took out a quill and paper, beginning to quickly write a letter.
"Very well, She can keep the school safe," McGonagll gave a small smile at the headmaster words. He folded the letter and gave it to his grey owl, letting it fly out the window.
Immediately the owl returned with a yellow letter in its beak.
"What does it say?" Dumbledore opened the letter seeing two words.
We're Coming.
AN: Heyo! So this is only the prologue and the next chapter is Chapter One. Hope you enjoyed it, read and review!
Xoxo - Scar
