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"So who do you think is going to win, The Bulgarians or The Irish?"

I looked at Elizabeth, her chestnut hair was tied up in a neat ponytail, and her hazel eyes stared at me, demanding for an answer.

"Why are you asking me?"

She just snorted, "Stop being so innocent Arianne, you know what I mean."

I rolled my eyes. She was able to turn any comment into one that sounded offensive. Doing, as she telepathically demanded, I picked up my crystal necklace that I had for my thirteenth birthday; it was the same as a crystal ball, only smaller and transportable. I began to look further into the misty fog. I looked at every detail carefully identifying each one, first there was friendship, a boy, but he was very blurry, after that there was the Irish cheering, and then there was a bunch of people wearing skull masks. I looked back up again. Who was the guy? And who were the people with masks? I couldn't understand those things, but I got what I wanted and opened my glossed lips.

"The Irish are going to win."

Elizabeth gave me an uncertain look.

"Are you forgetting something? The Bulgarians have Krum! Who could beat him?"

"Do you want to take a bet?"

"Arianne, you know I don't do bets."

With that last comment we headed to the pitch. What we saw could not be described. Can you imagine all the wizards and witches in the world, gathering for one amazing event? People in different colours chanting names over and over again. Balloons flying around, bumping into each other once in a while. The whole pitch was lighted up. We started walking to the minister's box. It was a special invitation from the Cornelius Fudge. As Elizabeth's family and mine were granted "special access. As we sat down together, I sighed. My parents couldn't come because of the sudden death of my great aunt. They insisted I come the tournament instead of the whole family meeting thing. Elizabeth started talking about how amazing Viktor Krum was. Suddenly she changed topic.

"Isn't he dreamy?"

I turned around only to see two men with the same coloured hair as me, platinum blonde. The older man who was obviously the father made me shiver, he filled darkness into me, on the other hand, his son gave me no expression. I turned back to Elizabeth.

"Who are they?"

"The Malfoys. Pureblood and rich! Just my type! The older one is Lucius Malfoy and over there is Draco Malfoy."

She pointed to the younger boy, his hair separated in two ways, his stormy grey eyes laid on mine, I went back to talking to Elizabeth.

"I don't see what's so 'amazing' about him."

I rolled my eyes; this was kind of the guy the Elizabeth would easily fall for. As Cornelius Fudge finished is speech, the game had started. I paid all attention to the game, after the Irish won; Elizabeth would never doubt my skills.

Around the middle of the game, Elizabeth stood up, telling me that she needed the loo. I made no hesitation to stop her. I put all my attention to the game. Don't get me wrong; I like Quidditch, just not doing all the action. Only the closest people know, but I was actually afraid of heights. Pretty stupid for a witch, isn't it? Suddenly a tap came on my shoulder.

"Mind if I sit here?" Asked a boy. I remembered him from Elizabeth's drooling. Yes, it was Draco Malfoy.

"Sure." I replied. All I could think of was that how Elizabeth would giggle if she was here.

"My name is Draco Malfoy, pureblood."

"Arianne Gillette, pureblood too."

"Do you go to Hogwarts? You look around my age and I've never seen you before." He asked, interested. Looks like I have my own personal stalker.

"No, I go to Beauxbatons Academy Of Magic."

"But your accent doesn't sound French."

"I'm half British, I talk English with my father."

The conversation went on and so did Draco. As he left, Elizabeth soon came back.

"You came at the worst moment, Draco Malfoy, the man of you dreams just came by."

"What?" Anger came into her eyes; maybe I should have stopped her from going to the loo.

"What did he say?"

"Well he asked for my name, and chatted for a bit, apparently he goes to Hogwarts."

I got cut off of a group of cheering from the Irish. The game was over, the Irish had won, just as I had saw. I smiled at Elizabeth. She was dumbfounded, I laughed. Seeing Elizabeth with her mouth hung open with eyes as wide as snitch was not something you could see everyday. We headed back to Elizabeth's family tent. Elizabeth was asking me to see through time again on a bunch of impossible stuff, one of them was when Draco would fall in love with her. (Which sort of sounds pathetic, but I would never dare say it in front of her) From then she started calling me a Seer, someone who was born with a natural talent for seeing prophesies. I smiled at that one, hearing that from Elizabeth really meant a lot for me. Especially from Elizabeth, she rarely complimented anyone but herself. Suddenly, I heard screams coming from outside, I zipped the tent open; only to see people with skull masks enchanting the word, "Incendio."

"Elizabeth call your parents, we have to go now."

"What's wrong?"

"Death eaters." I whispered.

Fear came on her face, as she called her parents. We started running to the portkey, fire was burning everything, and I ran for my life, making sure that was close to Elizabeth. I looked back.

"Elizabeth?"

The crowd was increasing, I recognized no one. Wizards and witches started pushing through me as I fell to the ground. Then everything went black.


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