A/N: This story is written for the Triwizard Tournament: Next Generation Challenge by Meet Virginia.

My character is Victoire Weasley (she's not in this chapter yet, but she'll be coming soon)

My prompt is The forbidden forest, wandless magic (also not in here yet, sorry!)

My two schools are Beauxbatons and the WADA

I hop you enjoy it!

disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, and I'm not going to say it twice (why do they always want you to say that, to rub it in?)

Chapter 1: An interesting year to come…

All Hogwarts students were looking around, anxiously trying to get a look off the newcomers.
But no one could see them.
Ever since McGonagall had informed the students about the events that would take place that year, the whole school had not been able to shut up about it. Now that the other schools would be arriving soon the students and even the teachers were buzzing with excitement.

"Where do you think they would keep them?" a nervous James Potter asked the seventh year boy sitting next to him. Though Seth Black was quite a few years older than James, who was in second year now, both boys had managed to keep in touch during the school days. They were practically family. James father, Harry Potter, was Seth's godfather, the same way Seth's father was for Harry.

"Oh, well, McGonagall confided in me last night that she would make them sleep in the forbidden forest, so they would be too scared to participate." Seth answered nonchalantly. Honestly, did that boy thought he knew everything?

"Is that really true?"James asked eyes wide in surprise.

"Yeah, she also asked me to throw dungbombs at their heads and make sure they took Filch as a good-bye present." The seventh year Gryffindor continued, rolling his eyes at the boys' naivety.
"How thick are you? Of course it's not true! Do you expect me to know everything?"

"Yes!" James answered matter-of-factly.

Seth couldn't help to be touched with the boys' confidence in him, not that he would let anybody know that.
With one last smile in James direction, he turned to his seventh year friends, leaving James to talk to the other boys of the second year. Seth's friends were – surprise, surprise – discussing the tournament. It had been quite a while since the tournament had taken place. The last time had been when Harry, James father, was in his fourth year in Hogwarts. That year, the goblet of fire had been deceived and had chosen two Hogwarts champions. The attempt to breathe new life into the tournament had been suppressed after that first try resulted in the death of a student and the re-arise of Lord Voldemort.

"Who do you think the third school will be?" asked Jason Tuch. "The goblet of fire only gives out the names of the champions if there's a minimum of three schools participating and since Durmstrang refused to enter after the last time…"

Jason was, unlike most people seemed to think, really intelligent. He just hid his bookish knowledge for everyone, trying to build up the image of a cool, disinterested yet smart boy. Seth and Lass were the only ones he didn't have to hide anything for.

Lass, full name Lassairiona-Lune Tuch, was Jason's twin sister, and the three of them had been best friend ever since they got sorted. They completed each other.

Though they were all quite smart, Jason was the only one who was able to get all the theoretical stuff cramped into his head, along with all sorts of useful information about a whole scale of different things. He was the one that would think logical and stop the other two from doing whichever disastrous plan they had in mind. He was the quietest one and spent a lot of time trying to protect the other from their own temper, fixing all their fights.

Seth was the mouth of the group. He could always talk his way out of trouble. With is detached and cool exterior, mixed in with his witty replies and trademark smirk Seth had quite a few girls swooning over him. And he wouldn't be Sirius Blacks' son if he didn't take advantage of that. Though Jason was the group's smarty-pants, it was Seth who was the best in the actual spell work. He also seemed to have a never ending stream of energy, exhausting everyone, even Lass, when he had one of his hyperactive moods.

Lass was the glue, the one that kept them all together. She would roll her eyes when Seth took off with yet another tramp, but she would still help him every time he came dashing into the common room, a bewildered look in his eyes, running from an infatuated fan girl. Lassairiona was very empathic. Unlike her brother, who was introversive, Lass had a bubbly personality, always smiling and bouncing around. Along with the empathy came a very sharp eye for details.

Brother and sister kind of looked alike. They both had warm brown hair and pretty grey eyes.
Seth looked, with his black hair covering his eyes, a lot like his father. Only his bright blue eyes and soft curved mouth were like his mothers.

They lived together in Hogwarts for six years now, and the triwizart tournament was the perfect way to end. After this year, they would have to leave Hogwarts and get a job. Jeez, Seth had absolutely no idea what he wanted to do after school. There were so many choices! Maybe he could…

"Hello? Earth to Seth, earth to Seth!" Lass was waiving her hand in front of his face, trying to get his attention.

"Huh?" Seth snapped back to reality, noticing Jason was looking at him with anticipation. Damn, what had he asked again? "Err; I don't know when they come?" Seth answered unsure. Lass broke into a fit of laughter, while Jason was watching him with an amused smile on his face.

"I actually asked you whether you knew who could be the third school, since Durmstrang refused to enter the tournament." He repeated his question patiently.

Seth nodded gracefully. "I don't know" he answered honestly, "Dad refuses to tell me anything and I don't know any other wizarding schools in Europe." He threw a glare at Lass, who was still laughing with him.

"I believe there is one in Spain, Escuelalmo, or something like that, but they're quite isolated and I doubt they would enter the tournament. The schools in Russia and China won't either. That means we only have Americans left, but would they come from so far?" Jason muttered, more to himself than to Seth. "Probably yes… But which one, there are multiple schools in America, I really don't know…" he trailed off.

"Maybe Salem Witches institute?" Seth prompted, trying to make up for his inattention earlier.

"Maybe…" Jason answered unsure. "Or…"

"Would you guys stop already?" Lass interrupted, recovered from her laughing and getting annoyed with the boys' conversation. "It's not like we're not going to see them in a few minutes. So stop trying to crack open your head and enjoy the wonderful Hogwarts food." She said, waiving the scent of sausages their way.

Seth needn't to be told that twice and launched himself on the food. It looked as if he was afraid not to get any food in the next three days.
Jason followed his example more reluctantly; you could notice that he was still thinking about the mysterious third school.

When the last crumbles of their desserts disappeared from their plates, Professor McGonagall stood up and announced that the other schools would make their entrance soon. They had arrived last night and were given the whole day to make themselves comfortable in their living quarters.

At the news that both school were actually already in Hogwarts, and had been so the whole day, a lot of murmuring broke out. The whole school was literally buzzing with excitement.

"Hmm, Hmm." McGonagall cleared her throat in a futile attempt to get the attention, but everyone was too involved in their gossiping to notice her.

"Attention!" She called out loud. Mostly, the students lost their voices from here presence alone, let alone her voice, but tonight they seemed not to notice her at all!
Huffing indignantly she turned her back to the students, once more regretting Dumbledore's loss. She would never rise to his level. He would have got the students quiet within seconds.
She threw a glance in Hagrid's direction and the half-giant immediately grasped what she was trying to ask.

"OI, EVERYBODY SHUT UP!" Hagrid's voice boomed down the teacher's platform. A few students jumped in surprise. Minerva McGonagall threw Hagrid a grateful look before addressing her students.

"I expect you all to behave yourselves. No inappropriate behaviour will be tolerated. I hope you can all keep to the rules of our school and I expect you to NOT disgrace our school!" She started
"In a few minutes Beauxbatons and the Wizarding Academy of Dramatic Arts will arrive through those gates,"- everybody sneaked a glance in the direction of the massive double oak doors – "present themselves and then you will all be introduced to the rules of the tournament. I expect EVERYONE, even those who are too young to take active part in this, to pay attention and to be quiet, well-mannered students. Is that clear?"

There was some murmuring;
"Yes Ma'am…"
"Yes professor…."
"Yeah Yeah…"
"Yes headmistress McGonagall…"
"Of course Minnie, what did you expect?"

The professor threw them one more severe glance before turning to sit down again.

"The Wizarding Academy of Dramatic Arts?" Seth muttered questionably at Jason. The boy just shrugged. He had no idea what that was about either. A wizard's school for Dramatic Arts?
Damn, these Americans were weird.

Then they heard footsteps from outside the great hall.
They were coming.
"Let the show begin" Lass stated cheekily and only a few seconds later the doors flew open.

Let the show begin, indeed…

A/N: Ok, so I know my character is Victoire Weasley, and she's not even mentioned in this chapter yet, but she'll be coming soon. I wanted to write a short epilogue from Seth's point of view about what happened before the other schools arrived, and I guess I got a bit carried away.

You'll certainly see Victoire in the next chapter!

I hope you liked it! R/R