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Jennifer's POV
Michelle remains silent for a couple of minutes after his departure. I could have been fooled easily if someone were to inform me she were replaced by a statue of some sort judging by how stiff she became. It scares me whenever she does that.
It wasn't long later when the door opens once again. Aidan's face morphs into a look of annoyance. Seeing how he is kind of anti-social...It must be quite irritating. The first head to shoot up is Michelle's, probably assuming it was a certain someone again. It wasn't Keith this time though. It was Brian.
He opens his mouth to say something but is beaten to it when I hear a small feminine voice sound.
"Excuse me." Natalie's voice quips behind him. Brian shifts slightly from his position at the door, allowing Natalie to quickly slip past him and gain access to her former spot. Much to my dismay, the two didn't exchange more than a look at each other. Natalie for the most part has her head ducked downwards, avoiding all eye contact whatsoever.
Gee, I wonder why.
Being the big person that I am, I decide to be the brave soul and be the first to speak up seeing Aidan and Natalie are clearly in no position to say anything. Tamara and Michelle were currently engaged in a conversation that ended up becoming incredibly short-loved. "Hey Brian." I greet openly.
He turns to me and gives me a friendly smile. "Hey. Long time no see, huh?"
I nod, taking in his new appearance. What really caught my attention was the lack of his usual glasses on the perch of his nose. I lean an inch closer to look at him clearly. Are those contact lenses? I lean back into my seat. He seems to have grown taller and his hair has gotten shorter. I bet he had just cutted it recently for the upcoming school year.
"So..." I wiggle my eyebrows. "What brings you here? Hoping to talk to a certain Ravenclaw or something?"
The guy just merely blinks at me. Gosh I wasn't used to seeing this guy without his infamous glasses perched on his nose. It is weird. "Er, not exactly. Besides, I'm pretty sure Irene is sitting with some of her friends right now."
I roll my eyes at his response. "Whatever, think what you want lover boy. No, but seriously what do you want?" The words sound harsh but I assure you that it wasn't the case.
His eyes widen. "Oh, right." He reaches in his pocket and retrieves a piece of folded paper. "Here." He passes the note to Aidan.
"What? You're exchanging love notes now? Are you cheating on our little Natalie? If you are, I swear I'm gonna punch your face in and you should be terrified of what Michelle could do to you with Tamara." I threaten, narrowing my eyes at him.
Brian didn't even flinch a muscle, he just merely stares back at her with a steady gaze glued on his face. When he didn't say anything afterwards, I started to really panic. He raises his eyebrow at me calmly. "Are you done now?"
I don't know what to say to that. I open my mouth to answer whatever came up first as a response but nothing comes out. Brian just nods. "Good." He turns his attention back to Aidan and gives him an expression that I couldn't recognize. Without needing verbal words to express an inquiry, the redhead just nods back at him.
What the heck just happen?
I dart my eyes between the two guys like I was watching an intense tennis match, trying to figure out what unspoken conversation the two had just shared a few seconds ago. As always, nothing came to me.
Brian flickers his eyes through all of us with a fleeting goodbye before sending Natalie a lingering glance and departing our compartment.
I've never been so confused in my life. I glance at Natalie hoping she would provide me with some much needed answers. She gives me a confused look in return. "Why are you looking at me? Does it look like I know what's going on?"
I leant closer to Natalie and Aidan's side of the cubicle. "Did Brian and Aidan hook up over the summer or something? I wasn't aware the two were gay..."
"Um, I'm pretty sure they aren't." Natalie shifts in her seat uncomfortably. "Can we change the subject now?"
I turn away from her and look at Aidan. "Please tell me you're not after Brianie or something...I mean...I don't care if you're gay...just as long as you don't go after Brian. He's taken."
"But...he broke up with Anna though." Natalie squeaks unhelpfully. I nod. Natalie blinks. "Doesn't that technically mean he's not taken?"
I smirk at her. "You keep telling yourself that, Nattie."
Natalie just grimaces. "If you're interested in his relationship status why don't you date him?" I choke on my own saliva.
Almost right after, I find myself grinning at her. "If I do it...would you be jealous?"
Natalie didn't say anything, but instead turns back to the book she had been reading earlier with a distasteful look on her face.
Yeah, I thought so.
We step off the train leaving all of our bags and luggage behind. As usual, we hear the familiar 'Firs'-years over here' from Hagrid. The four of us find a horseless carriage. I wonder what spell they use to enchant these thing. Pretty sure it's not simple.
"Hey, what pulls these carriages," I ask to no one in particular.
"I don't know." replies Michelle. "I've always assumed it's been enchanted. You can do a lot of things with magic.
"Yeah, I've thought the same." I say "There are flying cars so why can't there be horseless carriages?"
"I guess they use some sort of movement charm. Maybe it isn't even pulled." Tamara adds.
"What do you think Natalie?" I ask. Natalie looks to the ground in thought. Wow she's really thinking it through. We wait for a reply but it doesn't come. I wave a hand in front of her face. "Hello?"
She snaps out of her trance. "Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about something."
"So what spell do you think this carriage is enchanted by?" I repeat.
"Thestrals." She answers with one word.
"What spell is that? It doesn't sound like latin." Michelle questions.
"It's not a spell." she replies in a dead tone, "It's what pulls the carriages."
"So something pulls it? Then wouldn't that mean their invisible." I wonder aloud.
"They're invisible to you." She replies. Why does it seem like she doesn't want to talk to us. What did we do? I didn't annoy her that much on the train.
"What do you mean?" Tamara says noticing Natalie wasn't in the mood to talk either.
"The three of you can't see it and I can."
"Why? Can only Ravenclaw's see it or something?" Probably not the answer. I doubt there's a species of animal that can only be seen by them. I'm just stumped. How is that possible?
"People can only see it if they've saw someone die." Her voice holds no expression whatsoever. Wait only if you've saw someone die? Oh...no wonder...It's probably not the happiest thing to think about. She saw someone die. It can't exactly be a good memory. I glance at Michelle and Tamara and we agree not to push it any further. I decide to change the subject. "So, are you excited for classes?"
We separate and walk to our own tables. I'm greeted by a cheerful Bianca. Her braids are still the same but have clearly grown longer over the last two months of vacation. Her water blue eyes shine as she makes her way to the seat beside me. Her freckles look like normal, sprinkled across her face from her cheeks across her nose. Bianca looked like she didn't grow a bit either just like Michelle.
"Good evening Students. I hope all of your holidays have been good and that you are all well rested and ready to learn." Says Dumbledore. "Before you begin to eat I have a couple of announcements to make, one that will be quite exciting. First off though, after some security alterations to the school, we have decided that we'll be dropping curfew back to its original time. All the rules will be back to normal but remember to follow the rules that are still in place. If you have any questions, you may ask the prefects and the head boy and girl of your respective houses..." I tune the rest of it out. The rest can't be important anyway. He does the same speech year after year.
I plug my headphones into my iPod and put them in my ears. My favourite song comes on, well one of them anyway. I just sit there, watching Dumbledore talk. He face remains serious but brightens as I near the end of the song. It's probably nothing. I search through my 'what to play in class' playlist. I finally decide and it begins to play. I just can't stop listening to this song. I can't believe Tamara, Natalie and Michelle don't like them. They're so AWESOME! I wonder why Michelle likes The Dreamers. Thrn Chain is SO much better. Wait...what kind of music do Tamara and Natalie listen to then...? I know they listen to music but I don't know what. Need to steal their iPods, wait no borrow them sometime.
Then I feel a tap on my shoulder. Looks like his long-lasting speech is over.
"I can't believe the Triwizard Tournament is going to be at our school. I'm so excited. The tasks are going to be so epic! Who do you think will enter the competi-" I cut Bianca off.
"Wait just a second. What are you talking about...? Triwizard? Tasks? Competition?" I question. What in the world is she talking about? Is there something wrong with the pudding?
"Listening to Thrn Chain?" She replies.
"Of course! They're the BEST BAND IN THE WORLD!" People begin to stare but I just ignore them.
"Meh. They're not that great." Bianca shrugs her shoulders. My jaw drops to the ground. How can she say that!? They're the best in the whole entire freaking world! "They are the most awesome band in the world, Bianca!"
"I don't think so." Bianca says nonchalantly.
"I'll make you like them eventually..." I glare. I turn to spoon some more food. "I swear on my cat's lasagna."
"Never really liked them in the first place. And what the heck do you mean by your cat's lasagna? Cats can't eat lasagna." Bianca shakes her head at me.
"Oh trust me, he does." I say, remembering my Godfather's shopping list. If you'd only just seen it Bianca.
"Whatever, still don't like them. I get headaches listening to them." She says as if it's not a big deal.
"A headache!? You're kidding me right? They're music is probably good enough to heal diseases! How could you get a headache by listening to the absolute most best band in the world!?
"Who's the best band in the world?" I hear a somewhat familiar voice say. I turn to see Collin. My eyes unconsciously widen a bit. His brown hair has gotten more shaggier than before. His jawline has gotten sharper and he looks like he had lost some weight over the summer. His light brown eyes are still the same though. Compared to the first time I met him, he's gotten a lot hotter if you ask me.
"Thrn Chain! They're so awesome!" I smile. I can't believe no one else likes them. There's basically no one I can talk to about them. I need to secretly download their songs onto their phones/ipods. Ooh, I could also change their wallpapers and ringtones! I will make someone like them! I don't care if I have to personally break into their house or dorm room and post pictures all over their walls. I smile at the thought. A hand suddenly waves in front of my face.
"Hello!? Is anyone in there?" He asks as he looks to Bianca. "Is she always like this?"
"Yup, probably imagining their wedding or something." She laughs.
"Hey!" I suddenly burst out. I don't think that...well not all the time...just in my dreams. Hey dreams come true. I can always hope right?
"So now you talk. Finally back in the present?" Collin says as he spoons a bite of cake into his mouth. It's dessert time? I look across the room to see that the tables had been filled with sweets and desserts that would make anyone's mouth water. I take a few things as I decide to change the subject. There's no point talking to them about Thrn Chain for now. They just wouldn't understand.
"So what's the Triwizard Tournament?" I question, hoping it would distract them.
"It's a competition held by the three wizarding schools in Europe. This year it will be held here and will be in groups of four." She begins to say.
"Cool! Maybe I should join with Natalie, Tamara and Michelle." I say excitedly. "What's the prize?"
"4000 galleons and 'eternal glory'." replies Collin as he finishes off his plate. "Shouldn't you know this? Weren't you listening?"
"Yeah, listening to Thrn Chain." Bianca replies for me.
"Anyways...I'm in! We're do we sign up?" I practically shout. Image all the things I could do with that money. I could get FRONT-ROW tickets to Thrn Chain. All the people in my online fan club are going to be SO jealous!
"You can't." Bianca replies simply.
"What do you mean can't?" I say disappointed. Guess they're not going to be jealous...not even close...They're probably still laughing about the seat I got during the summer. I wasn't at the very back but they were much closer.
"It's seventh-years only. The competition is too dangerous. A lot of people have been killed in this competition." Bianca states.
"It can't be that bad can it?"
"I heard that there was a task that involved a dragon the last time is was hosted here. Think you had steal something from it." Collin says.
Well nevermind. Maybe the tournament wouldn't be the best way to get money. Sigh...back to having nothing... "Well guess I can't force my way in. We probably wouldn't have much of a chance anyway. There's no way we could win against seventh-years."
"Well yeah, they've had a lot more experience." Bianca observes.
"Harry Potter did it." says Collin. "Apparently that year there was 2 Champions from Hogwarts. The Goblet of Fire spit out two names."
"The Goblet of Fire?" What kind of cup is that? You'd burn trying to drink from it.
"It chooses the Champions from each school. It's enchanted or something. You don't drink from it." Oops, did I say that outloud?
Before I can say more, a prefect walks up to the front of our table and asks for our attention. His hair is an unnatural shade of turquoise. He still wears his Hogwarts uniform. I'm surprised he hasn't done anything to make it more colourful judging by the colour of his hair. Wouldn't imagine him as Prefect either. Oh well, I don't know him very well. I've only seen him around the common room. I think his name is Ted or maybe Teddy. Don't really remember.
"It's time to go back to the Dormitory. You all have classes tomorrow and should get some rest. You're timetables will be given to you tomorrow as well. If you have any questions feel free to ask me. Hope to see you around!." At that, everyone stands up and begin to file out of the Great Hall.
Finally! The first day is over! I just want to rush into our dormitory and bury myself under the sheets for a few months. We already have so much homework...I'm starting to think I didn't get enough parchment at Diagon Alley.
"How much homework do you have?" I ask Michelle who had just come out of Potion's class with me. Professor Snabe thought a first day of school essay was a good idea.
"Um, that essay in Potions, read some pages in Charms and Transfiguration and write about your favourite wizarding event in History of Magic."
"I have even more than that." I sigh. I hear a whimpering sound.
"Is it that bad?" asks Michelle thinking it was me.
"No wait, listen." We hear it again but more clearly. People bump into us as we stand there, blocking people trying to get places so we step aside.
"What is it?" questions Michelle.
"I don't know." I reply as I hear it again. I begin to walk in the direction of the sound and look around a corner. I look down to see a small whimpering Jack Russell Terrier. "Awwww, it's so cute."
Michelle leans down to get a closer look. "Awww...the poor thing. I wonder what happened."
I pick it up and a forked tail swings up from underneath it. I almost drop the puppy in surprise.
"It's tail!" I scream. I hear two sets of footsteps rush over.
"What happened?" I hear Natalie's voice say. I guess she and Tamara must have been looking for us. I turn to show them the puppy with the forked tail. It's has an innocent look on it's face and puppy-dog eyes. It just looks so cute! I put it down gently and it whimpers again.
"What happened to it?" asks Tamara as she looks at the puppy closely.
"I really don't know. We just heard it whimpering and found it in the corner."
"Maybe it's injured." suggests Michelle. At that, I bend down again to look for something that might have been hurting it. As I look at one of its paws I see a large thorn stuck in it's paw. By the looks of it, it got pushed in really deep.
"What do we do?" I ask.
"We should take it to Hagrid." Michelle offers.
"Okay, let's go!"
We walk out the front door. The little puppy whimpers and snuggles into my chest.
"Hey isn't that a crup?" Michelle remembers, peering at the puppy in my arms closer. A crup?
"A what?" I blink at her.
"A crup, it's a type of wizard dog. It looks like the dogs Muggles have but has that forked tail. It's supposed to be removed if you were to keep it as a pet though. They're very loyal to wizards but hate Muggles."
"It doesn't seem to hate me." I observe.
"Well, you're still a witch even if you're a Muggle-born. Also, I think it might be in a bit too much pain to care." says Tamara as we walk up the path. His house is completely made out of wood and has a small garden out near the front. It has the feeling of a cozy little cottage and is only made to fit one person. Well maybe two since he's a half-giant. The chimney is smoking and I can see lights in the windows. I guess he's home. That's good. We knock on the front door.
"Hello, What're you four doin' here?" Hagrid says as he notices the puppy in my arms. His face changes into a look of worry. "What happened teh this poor thing?"
"There's a thorn in it's paw." I answer as I hand the puppy to him. He takes one look at the paw and begins to rummage through a few drawers. I take this chance to look around. Even though we were in his class we didn't get much of a chance to look inside. There's a large bed in the corner with an old quilted sheet and a table in the middle of the room. Dried meats and plants hang from the ceilings and the fireplace is burning brightly, a pot of some sort is sitting on the fire. Familiar equipment is thrown around somewhat neatly.. I wonder what we're going to learn this year.
At that, he finishes searching and begins to treat the puppy. I hear it's little whimpers as he works. I feel so bad for it.
"Yer four excited ter watch the Triwizard Tournament?" Hagrid asks to make conversation.
"Kind of, it'd probably be kind of interesting I guess but there's probably some things I wouldn't want to watch." Natalie answers.
"Well 's kind o' useless. What's the point in putting people in danger o' losing yeh lives. There's no 'eternal glory'. People will eventually forget. Some people have even forgotten Harry Potter's Triwizard Tournament."
"Weren't there two Champions that year?" I ask remembering my conversation with Collin and Bianca.
"Yes, yeh've heard eh? Cedric Diggory an' Harry Potter. I didn' know Cedric ter well but I could tell he was a good boy. He didn' deserve ter die." Hagrid says solemnly.
"S-Someone died?" I stutter. I didn't think Bianca was serious.
"Yeh," he replies. "It was Voldemort. He planned the whole thin', made someone put Harry Potter's name inter the goblet. I hear the Triwizard Cup was made inter a portkey. Cedric touched it as well and he was taken with 'em. He was killed when he got there." Hagrid sees the scared looks on our faces.
"Don' worry. It's not goin' ter happen again. Voldemort is long gon' and dead. Most of his followers have gone to that terrible place, Azkaban." He shudders as if thinking of a memory. He notices our expressions still haven't changed. The same thoughts probably linger on all our minds. How can we be sure there's no more trouble? Just look at the last few years we've had. We've battled creatures I thought were just fairy tales and had to duel many Death Eaters, barely escaping with our lives. Just last year we were kidnapped and almost blown up. We look at each other, mentally agreeing to keep it to ourselves.
I change the subject. "So what was Harry Potter's Triwizard Tournament like? What were the tasks?"
"His firs' task was teh get pass a dragon. He had teh get an egg from it's nest tha' had a clue for the second task." He begins to explain. My eyes widen. Dragons!? Maybe I should believe Collin more often. His sources were right.
"Yeh, dragons. They probably won' be used again. They like teh change it ev'ry year." Hagrid looks a bit disappointed. Why would he be disappointed about something like that?! Isn't that a good thing? "
"What was the clue?" Michelle asks curiously.
"I dunno. No one told me. It had something teh do with water. The task was in The Black Lake." That piece of information gives me a weird feeling in my gut. I usually get this feeling if something major or bad is happening and most of the time it's right.
"What did they have to do exactly?" Natalie questions.
"Oh, they had teh find somethin' at the bottom o' the lake. It was they're friends. Harry had teh get his friend Ron."
"Wasn't he in the golden trio?" Tamara inquires.
"Yeah, Hermione too. She was saved by the Durmstrang Champion, Viktor Krum, I think his name was. But, of course, they were never in any real danger."
"He was one of the best players on the Bulgarian team." Michelle states. "One of the few people who could perform the Wronski Feint."
"Oh yeah," I say, remembering reading something about it. "That move is really hard. You have to charge at the ground really fast and turn up at the last minute."
"Yeh, think it was 'im." Hagrid responds. "Dunno much 'bout Quidditch."
"What was the third task?" If the first task was dragons and the second was swimming in the lake full of creatures, I wonder what the third task would be...
"A maze. At the end o' it was the Triwizard Cup. The firs' one ter touch it won. Cedric an' Harry touched it together an' it was a trap. It was a tie but yeh know, Cedric coudn' claim his prize."
"That's so sad..." I can't believe it. He just wanted to enter the competition to probably prove himself and he was killed just because he was in the way. I'm so glad Voldemort is dead.
"It is, even fer Harry. After that, thing's got worse." He looks sad. Well, probably most people would be sad thinking back to such bad history. Even I can't feel happy hearing him talk about it.
"All better!" Hagrid announces as he bandages up the paw. The puppy looks much happier and begins to lick his face.
"Stop tha'," he laughs. Well, at least we've changed the topic to something else that would lighten up the mood. "I'll keep it here. Didn' get it's tail cut off in time so it can' be a pet. We'll decide what ter do with 'im when he's better." He looks to a clock on the wall.
"Look's like it's time for dinner. Let's go before we're late. I'm sure yeh're hungry by now." He puts the Crup down on his large bed and it falls asleep almost instantly.
"You read my mind." I laugh. I open the door and we all head to dinner. I hope there are rice krispies for dessert today.
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