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Chapter Two

Out of all four Hogwarts houses, the most renowned are Gryffindor and Slytherin. In Gryffindor, the most noble and brave reside whereas in Slytherin, the cunning and sneaky. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, the other two houses are not quite as popular, but equally important. Hufflepuff houses the loyal and Ravenclaw houses the wise. Being a vampire of over four hundred years old, Evangeline could belong in any. She is wise beyond her years, cunning in her old age, and of course quite brave enough to have to deal with muggles and wizards judging her by her race. Eagerly waiting her judgment Evangeline squirmed in her seat.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" The great Sorting Hat bellowed. The Hufflepuffs cheered while the Slytherins sneered in disgust, yet happy that she was at least not in their arch rival Gryffindor. Evangeline stands with a sigh of relief than looks towards the other houses then to Dumbledore.

"Well then Professor I believe we have other students to sort out as well as another announcement correct? Shall I sit with the students or back with the teachers?" She whispers.

"I believe the students are very curious about their new housemate. Perhaps you should sit with them during our next big event eh?" The sly old man winks making a gesture towards the Hufflepuff table then continues on with the sorting while Evangeline sits down with her new housemates. "Now then we shall continue the sorting and get settled, and then we have spectacular news as most of you are aware of this year." He places the hat on the next victim and continues the procedure until he reaches the last of the new first years.

"So are you really a vampire?" A brave, handsome young Hufflepuff asks. His eyes are a golden hazel matching that of his light brown hair. "Oh, sorry, I believe an introduction is in order." The boy holds out his hand to Evangeline almost hesitantly. "The name's Cedric, Cedric Diggory."

Evangeline takes his hand with a smile and shakes it in a kind manner as to not to startle him. "It is certainly a pleasure to meet you Cedric. Yes, I am indeed a vampire but fear not I will not be using students as my meals. The ministry would not be too thrilled with that."

"Ah yes, that would not be very wise now would it." He offers her a cup of the juice to drink, then hesitates to give it to her. "Can you eat and drink, you know, normal food?"

"Actually contrary to belief I can. It is not as substantial as blood but we can indeed eat it." She sips the juice carefully then returns the cup to the table. "It was good thank you for the offer." Evangeline turns towards the front as Professor Dumbledore clears his throat. At the same time a tall concealed item floats out next to him of what looks like a large stack of ascending sized boxes. It lands next to him gracefully then he diverts his attention back to the hall. "Now then as all of you know for I am sure you witnessed the arrival of our honored guests this morning, this is a year of the Tri Wizard Tournament. I am pleased to announce that Hogwarts will be the high honored host of such an event. Before we go over the rules, let us welcome the eligible contestants from our neighboring schools. Beauxbatons Academy of Magic under the marvelous care of Headmistress Madame Maxine and the Durmstrang Institute under the very capable hands of my good friend Headmaster Igor Karkaroff." He claps as the grand entrances of the Beauxbatons School candidates dance their way down the aisle followed by their headmistress Madame Maxine, a woman taller than Hagrid. The girls of Beauxbatons giggle and sigh in their coordinated blue uniforms, then take their place to the right of Professor Dumbledore. No more than two minutes later the more aggressive, male students of Durmstrang institute display their masculinity and vigor with staffs, creating sparks as they smash against the stone floor. Tailing the end of the group, the headmaster Igor Karkaroff a skinny Russian man strides in towards Dumbledore with a very famous Bulgarian seeker Viktor Krum.

"A bit showy don't you think?" Evangeline whispers to Cedric.

"Yes perhaps a bit. I personally do not care for Viktor Krum. Luckily I am eligible for the tournament this year. I am sure you are as well will you be competing?"

"I can, but I do not think I should. I fear I am at an advantage with my years. But perhaps I can participate in other ways." She smiles looking back toward the headmaster to reveal what is in the box.

Professor Dumbledore, finished with his reuniting of his old friend, turns towards the box. He waves his wand and the boxes begin to unlatch and move. As so he dims the lighting in the great hall and a faint glowing blue begins to reveal itself as the rest of the box unfolds. The finished result resembles a large stone goblet with an ever burning blue flame at the top.

"Students, teachers, what you see before you is the Goblet of Fire. This will be the tool used to decide who our three champions will be. However given the circumstances of previous years and the dangers one might face in this tournament, certain rules must be placed. Only those witches and wizards of age may submit their name. To prevent underage students from submitting their name an age line has been placed around the Goblet. Secondly, you may only submit your name once. Now then, with that said let us enjoy our feast!"

Evangeline stares at the burning blue flame, and then her eyes wonder to another student staring at the Goblet. His brown hair barely reveals a lightning bolt shaped scar. She smiles at the boy. "Cedric, I do believe our young Harry Potter is entranced by the fire." She chuckles.

"Indeed." He chuckles back then continues with his feast. Suddenly, the back left hand door used as a teacher's entrance bursts open with a loud and thundering slam.

Dumbledore turns towards the noise then smiles. "Of course, I almost forgot! I must introduce our newest Defense against the Dark Arts teacher!"

With that said a slightly crazed looking heavy set man enters the hall. Limping on what is assumed to be a fake leg his hair is white and eyes, or rather eye is blue. He has a mechanical fake eye that twitches around spastically. He wears a long dark brown trench coat and leans on a rather strange looking cane. The hall silences suddenly as fear, curiosity, and excitement fills the faces of all of the students. Evangeline however knows this man, or so she believes.

Chapter End.