The Lady of Durmstrang

by RavenNM

From the moment she stepped through the doors of the great hall, she was a mystery. The lone female student of Durmstrang Academy that had come for the Tri-Wizard Tournament. Who was this girl that Dumbledore seemed to know and have so much interest in? A crossover drabble series that begins during the four book.

1. Chapter 1

*I do not own any of these characters, or most of this story. I'm just excited to be writing again!

With the houses sorted, all the students of Hogwarts were excited to see who their guests were. It had been impossible to miss the chariot flying through the air, led by seven flying horses. As well as the ship that had emerged from beneath the surface of the Black Lake. They did not have to wait for long as Dumbledore announced that they would be hosting the Tri-Wizard Tournament this year.

The boys all swooned as the girls from Beauxbatons Academy made their glamorous entrance. They were soon followed by the boys from Durmstrang. Their entrance conveyed strength as their headmaster strode inside, flanked by two individuals. One, many recognized right away as Viktor Krum, the greatest Quidditch seeker there was. The other, a young woman, had many staring in surprise.

She wore a long thick coat and uniform that matched the boys of Durmstrang. Black hair fell past her shoulders and down her back in long waves. Her pale skin looked pristine against her dark clothes and hair, but what stood out the most were her eyes; a shade of blue that rivaled the center of a candle's flame. Her expression was cold, much like her headmaster, as she kept her eyes trained forward. Keeping pace beside her was a large white dog with golden eyes. As they strode towards the dais where Dumbledore waited, the dog would growl at any male that smelled of lust when looking at its mistress.

The Hogwarts headmaster hugged his old friend before looking to the girl. A warm smile graced his lips as he took her hand to kiss her knuckles. "It is wonderful to see you again, Kagome, my dear."

"Likewise." For those who could see her smile back at the older man, they would have sworn that she was someone otherworldly. Even the boys from Slytherin were powerless against her natural, born magic.

AN: It's been a long time since I've written something, but this story just came to me really easily. It's not my usual style (I've never one to write short chapters) but I still hope that all of you enjoy it! So, Warm-Fuzzies and please review!