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23th of March 1990, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scottish Highlands

''I heard he already got offers from both the Ballycastle Bats and the Magpies!'' The ash blonde Ravenclaw exclaimed to her Slytherin friend with awe. In response, the latter just raised an eyebrow, without even looking up from her Transfiguration textbook. The Ravenclaw nudged the dark haired girl between the ribs.

''Come on C, don't be so bloody thick for once please!'' The blonde whined annoyingly.

''How enthralling..'' Callisto finally drawled as a response to her friend, who rolled her eyes with a sigh.

''You're good for nothing when it comes to men. You don't know how hard it us for us out here, who don't get a rich and handsome man just handed to them..'' The Ravenclaw sighed while stirring her tea with her wand.

''Everything comes with a price Elisabetha.'' The dark haired Slytherin mumbled, after taking a sip from her black coffee. As she looked up, her eyes met those of the Gryffindor Quidditch Captain in question, Charlie Weasley. He winked cheekily at her and continued talking to his friend sitting right from him. ''I don't see what you see in him still Elisa, I really don't.'' Callisto stated while looking her pouting friend in the eye.

''C, look at the bloke! He's fit, was a prefect, is the quidditch captain and again bloody fit. He's B.F. material!'' Elisabetha Hundt squealed whilst practically hopping up and down her seat, causing the girl sitting next to her to groan. ''Oh Merlin and Morgana be praised, he's coming this way! Quick C, how do I look?!'' The blonde started fidgeting nervously, while the young Malfoy started to read again, trying to memorize the chapter on animagi.

Callisto was completely disinterested with the entire situation, as she should be. It was not that she did not care for men, in fact she had experienced quite some adventures in that department with joy. She just did not care for the ones she was not supposed to care about. It would be completely irrelevant to come close to any situation that would have to ability to give her certain feelings for certain people. Charlie Weasley was a blood traitor, so even thinking about anything close to his person would be considered an evident waste of her time. Speaking of which, Charlie Weasley was now standing in front of the pair, grinning at the girl with the blue tie.

''Elisabetha, Malfoy.'' The Gryffindor addressed the girls, without even looking at the dark haired one.

''Hi Charlie, ready for the big game on Saturday?'' The Ravenclaw asked breathlessly, while her cheeks turned slightly pink.

''Only if you're rooting for me. Want to walk to Transfig together?'' The Weasley asked and winked at Elisabetha, who nodded eagerly and almost jumped out of her seat. The whole scene made Callisto want to vomit..

''Malfoy.'' He nodded.

''Weasley'' She returned, without taking her eyes off the pages of her book.


27th of August 1993, at the Dragon Sanctuary, Romania

Callisto sighed as she looked out of the window towards the misty mountain peaks. Since the escape of Sirius Black everyone at the ministry had been working over hours to try and find the delinquent. Black was family to her, even though she never met the man, she did feel some sort of strange guilt while thinking about his existence and the crimes he committed. She did, after all, resemble the Black side of the family more than the Malfoy side. She had been quite the odd one in her family, physically, except for aunt Bella. To whom she resembled uncannily, in the words of her mother. Callisto had been Bellatrix Lestranges favourite, seeing as she was her only god-daughter. Sirius Black's escape meant something, something she could not quite put a finger on. She could not finish her train of thought as suddenly a knock sounded at the door.

''Signora Malfoy?'' A voice sounded from outside. Callisto swiftly opened the door to find a brown haired man with blue eyes staring at her.

''May I help you mister..?'' She inquired whilst looking the wizard up and down. He was wearing the loosely fitting forest green robes she saw some of the dragon handlers wearing the day before.

''Lucertoli, Giacomo Lucertoli.'' Giacomo answered and he kissed her hand. '' Ambassador Malfoy, I have come here to show you around the grounds, so you can see what kind of dragons we keep and how we handle them. Our squad leader is away on some important business concerning the Hungarian Horntail we might want to include in the pack we have selected now.'' The dragon handler explained casually with his hands in his pockets.

''Very well mister Lucertoli, it will be my pleasure to have you as my escort for the day. Oh, you can call me Callisto, since we'll be working together closely.''

''The pleasure is mine Callisto, call me Giacomo then.'' Giacomo beamed.

The pair walked over te vast grounds that formed the sanctuary. Luscious green forests, enclosed by mountains with snowy peaks and filled with fresh air. It was still raining, but Callisto did not mind at all, since rain was her favourite type of weather. Giacomo turned out to be quite a funny man, who loved his job. He truly was pleasurable company and a welcome change from the dull ministry officials she usually dealt with on a daily base. After a fifteen minute walk they made it to a dragon enclosure.

''I know it is bad to have favourites, but she is mine. Named after the first known empress of China, Nǚwā here is our Chinese Fireball.'' The Fireball lay sleeping in it's enclosure and was a magnificent sight to see. Callisto had never been so close to a dragon before and she felt her breath hitch in her throat. The dragon was scarlet and smooth scaled with a fringe of golden spikes around its snub-snouted face and had extremely protuberant eyes.

''It's beautiful.'' Callisto breathed in awe.

''She is.. The Chinese Fireball breed of dragons generally yield females that are larger than males. They are also mentioned to be very fast and clever, at least for a dragon. The eggs of the Fireball are vivid crimson speckled with gold, and the shells are prized for use in Chinese wizardry. '' Giacomo explained.

''This is one of the dragon we are going to use for the task?'' The witch asked the dragon handler, who nodded.

''She's a tough one, especially when it comes to guarding her eggs..'' He chuckled.


''Oh bloody hell, the man is obtuse!'' Callisto groaned after reading the letter sent to her by Bagman. She heard a small chuckle as none other than Charles Weasley emerged from the path between the trees.

''I never thought to live the day to hear you swear Malfoy.'' He grinned cheekily at her. Trying to hide the surprise at finding him here in a forest in the middle of Romania she looked away. She quickly regained her composure and put on her disinterested face.

''No one asked you anything Weasley, can I help you with something or did you just come all the way here to annoy me?'' The young woman asked the red-head with one eyebrow raised.

Charlie scoffed and walked onto her porch. '' Your lack of surprise is quite convincing Malfoy. I heard an ambassador from the ministry was sent here to oversee the preparations for the First Task and that she's staying in of of these cabins. Well, since I am running this assignment I just came to introduce myself to the ministry official assigned to me. Is she here?''

''You're talking to her Weasley. What do you think I am? Some assistant?'' Callisto answered indignantly and scoffed.

''Well met then ambassador Malfoy. I do hope our working together will be fruitful'' Charlie spat, making no effort to hide the reluctance from his voice.