Sorry this took so long I've been extremely busy... Enjoy!
Krum and his fellow Durmstrang students sat down at the Slytherin table. Incredulously, he sat next to me and gave me the in down as I whispered with Merudla and Jenice. He once's over my dark hair, green eyes, pinky cheeks, and pale-ish skin. He leaned over to speak with me but Draco started a conversation with him instead. I was secretly glad for that. "Did you see that? He wanted to talk to you!" Merudla said. Color rose to my already pink cheeks. "He was probably going to ask me to move over or something." I replied coolly. "Oh come on! You're naturally pretty Tori! Meri's right! I know I'm not the only one who notices Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, and their friends eying you." Jenice said. I blushed even harder. "No! It's just, no." I mumbled. They giggled and we ate dinner, laughing and making friends with the Durmstrang students.
Krum made to talk with me several times, but Draco would cut in, always giving me a look that said, 'I'm saving your butt.' I know he's helping me, but why? Why would he help me, the one always defying him? I was always under the impression he loathed me, could I be wrong? "Astoria? Hello? Listen!"
"Oh! Sorry Jen. I was-" "Distracted. We know." Merudla sighed the giggled. "You were staring at Malfoy!" "Was not!" I huffed. "Sure. You definitely weren't!" Jenice winked slowly and obviously. Merudla elbowed me. "What's suddenly so interesting about him, huh?" "Stop!" I whined. "Oh, don't be a baby Tori! Besides, he's dating Pansy." Jenice snapped. "She's a lucky gal isn't she? Lots of girls would want to be her. Me? I've moved on. Draco? Not interested." Jenice said. "Who do you fancy then?" Merudla asked. Jenice rolled her eyes. "No one! Boys are overrated." "Finally, you agree!" I said. We were dismissed from the tables shortly after, and returned to the common room.
"Viktor Krum!" Dumbledores voice was followed by cheers and screams. "Fleur Delacour!" And "Cedric Diggory!" Were after. Then, "Harry Potter. HARRY POTTER!" The Great Hall was silent as the boy walked over to the teachers. There was a great uproar as he left. "HES ONLY A FOURTH YEAR! TAKE HIM OUT OF IT! TAKE HIM OUT OF THE TOURNAMENT!" Draco yelled, half drowned out by the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. The Gryffindors has no idea what was happening or what to do. Draco was about to climb on the table and shout, but I grabbed his robes and dragged him back down. "Let go of me!" He cried.
"Oh shut up. And don't get back on the table." I snapped. He sat down and started to complain, but I slapped a hand over his mouth. "I said shut up!" I wiped my hand on his shoulder and fake gagged. "You're disgusting Draco. Bloody disgusting. In every way."
The Yule Ball. I was sitting in Transfiguration, turning my book into a goblet, when, Professor McGonagall scared us all. "Stop! I have something very important to tell you all. There will be a Yule Ball for the Triwizard Tournament. Only fourth years an up are permitted to go, so you all will not go unless someone of age to go invites you. I highly doubt that though. Now I want a fifteen inch essay of the laws of Transfiguration, and why they are important. This will be due on Thursday. Dismissed." She waved us off. The rest of the class was in whispers, talking about this and that. Instead of joining Merudla and Jenice in the common room, I decided to go to the library. Hermione Granger was there, blushing hard. She saw me staring and whispered. "I'm going to the Yule Ball with Viktor Krum! Don't tell anyone. If anyone hears, I will track you down and you will pay." She bounced off, extremely happy. I stood in shock. Then Draco walked up to me. "We're you just talking to Granger? Mudblood Granger? I thought higher of you." He crossed his arms. "No! I wasn't! She came up and said something then walked away!" I said defensively. He didn't look convinced. "What did she say?" "I have no idea. She was whispering from over next to the table so I couldn't hear." I said, thinking quickly. "Please. Granger is a sufficient know-it-all. You can hear what she's saying from the other side of the Great Hall. Did you hear about the Yule Ball?" He changed the subject. "Yeah. Too bad I can't go. You're going with Pansy Parkinson I presume?" I said coolly. "Um, yeah. I'm going with Parkinson." He stammered. I nodded and walked over to the table, working on that essay for transfiguration. Madame Pince shooed Draco away. He glared at me and left the library.
The Yule Ball has been simly splendid! According to Daphne. She had went with Theodore Nott, her new boyfriend. The second tournament was tomorrow and Draco and I had hated each other more than ever. I was brushing my hair with Merudla and Jenice, sitting in my bed.
"Where is Octavia and Alice? Do they have detention again?" I asked. Octavia and Alice were the girls we shared a dorm with. They were always in trouble and had constant detentions. They were like the Slytherins versions of Fred and George Weasley. And, they were cousins, not twins, but close enough.
"Yeah. They let off a dung bomb in Herbology. I'm excited for the challenge tomorrow! What do you think will happen?" Jenice was really flexible, and was sitting in a chest stand with her feet on the floor. She looked up at me. "I've been practicing this move for months. I finally got it!"
Merudla shuddered. "It's kind of creepy. But cool. Creepy. No. Croolpy."
"Croolpy? That's a good one. Better than hake." I snorted.
"Hey! I neither hate nor like Defense Against the Dark Arts! So, I created hake." Merudla shot back.
Jenice stood up, unraveling her back. "Well I'm beat. We should sleep if we want to find out what's going to happen tomorrow." She stretched her arms and got under her blankets.