Author's Note: Hey Guys sorry it took so long to update. I've just been overloaded with work and by the time friday coems i'm so exahausted I don't have the will power to write. I forced myself yesterday but i was so tired I just couldn't finish. So I finished it today caus ei really wann update for you guys. Plus I can't move on to my next HP fics My Angel and Hell's Angels till I finish this one. Hopefully i'll be able to relax more now that I've been accepted to my first chocie college Muhlenburg but I don't know. I mean I have this looming senoir essay wich i must wirte in order to graduate. Scary huh? and then their's pre-calc which I didn't even have to take but did so because muhlenburg likes to see that you took all 5 main academics (math, english, social studies, science, and foreign language). anyways disregaurd my rant and enjoy the next chaper.

Disclaimer: I do not own harry potter or it's characters. I only own any originals you may see.

Chapter 2: The Triwizard Tournament

For the next few nights, Harry had continued to have the same dream. It was of an old man who walked into a house and overheard Voldemort speaking with Wormtail. Then the old man was discovered eavesdropping and a green light was sent at the man. That was always the part where Harry woke up with his scar hurting. Then he'd think about that girl he'd met at the World Quidditch Cup. He sure hoped she and her family had gotten out ok. He knew there had been quite a few casualties at the Cup but he hadn't heard anything about an American girl with tangled brown hair so he assumed she was alright.

September first came sooner than Harry thought. Of course he wasn't complaining. He was eager to get back to one of the only places that he'd ever felt at home. Plus, he was eager to get back to Quidditch and fly again on his Firebolt. Harry was helping Ron pack his things seeing as Ron had yet again waited until last the minute. Hermione walked in, "Come on already we're going to be late" She snapped tapping her foot impatiently, "honestly, this is why Molly told you to pack last night"

"You know I'll be able to pack faster if you don't distract me!" Ron snapped back. Hermione glared at him and stormed out of the room.

The trio luckily reached the train on time (a fact that Ron took liberty to point out to Hermione). They found an empty compartment near the middle of the train and sat down. Hermione pulled out the Prophet and Harry leaned his head against the window. "They've identified a few of the victims from the cup." Hermione announced, "There was a Mr. and Mrs. Shanks from Ireland and a ministry worker named Jake Shveziv. Harry nodded and went back to gazing out the window.

"So who do you think we heard cast the dark mark spell?" Ron asked.

"I Don't know" Harry replied, "but we definitely know it was an adult male by the sound of the voice"

"Yeah" Hermione agreed, "I just hope Winky is ok. She didn't deserve to be punished for something she didn't do"

Both Harry and Ron nodded in agreement.

At the opening feast Dumbledore announced that there would be no quidditch this year. He promised to explain why later. Then, one week into the school year Dumbledore finally announced that Hogwarts would play host to the Triwizard Tournament. Two other schools would be coming to compete. "First from France we have the lovely ladies from Beauxbatons Academy and their headmistress, Madame Maxine." Dumbledore announced before the doors opened revealing a very tall woman leading numerous girls dressed in blue uniform dresses and hats. They walked with such elegance and poise to the airy background music behind them. Suddenly, the background music changed to Habanera from Carmen and a girl with tangled, matted brown hair broke through the crowd wearing a Spanish tango outfit. She moved to the music as if she were a flamenco dancer. The other girls sighed and shook their heads as if they were use to this sort of thing. Then the girl walked up to George and held out her hand which he happily accepted. The two tangoed around the room until Madame Maxine had had enough and stomped over to the two. "Callie Anderson just what do you think you are doing!" she screeched.

"I don't think I'm doing anything Madame. I know I'm doing the tango" Callie smirked and continued to dance.

"Well could you stop?" Madame Maxine snapped obviously annoyed.

"I could" Callie said as George dipped her.

Madame Maxine sighed, "Would you?"

"Nope" Callie smirked.

"Fine then Anderson" Madame Maxine sighed, "Then if you won't stop then you can spend every single day of our trip in all day detentions"

Callie finally stopped and snapped her fingers changing her clothes back to the Beauxbatons dress. She held her hat in her hand. "Darn you. You always ruin my fun" She said playfully. She nodded to George as he returned to his seat

"I'm your headmistress it's my job. Now put on your At" She said giving Callie a stern look.

"No way it makes me look prissy!" Callie pouted.

"Anderson put on your At!" Maxine snapped.

"Fine" Callie sighed putting on her hat and muttering something under her breath in Yiddish.

Madame Maxine glared at her and turned to Dumbledore. "I am happy zat you Ave invited us to your wonderful school. All of us at Beauxbatons are proud to compete among you students…" She ranted not noticing that as she was giving her speech Callie was mimicking her facially and making her hand a talking packman. Some of the girls sniggered and Maxine turned around but Callie and stopping mimicking and was standing innocently there. "Anderson are you mimicking me behind my back?"

"No Madame" Callie said sweetly and innocently.

Madame Maxine was clearly not convinced and turned to Harry. "You seem like an honest young man. Tell me was she mimicking me behind my back"

"No Madame" Harry said covering for the girl.

Madame Maxine sighed and turned back to Dumbledore and finished her speech. Callie turned to Harry and mouthed "thank you" to him.

He smiled at her and nodded to her as if to say, "no problem"

Finally, the Beauxbatons girls moved of to the side and sat at a table prepared for them while Madame Maxine joined the Hogwarts teachers.

"And now" Dumbledore announced, "let me introduce from Bulgaria the proud sons of Durmstrang and their highmaster Lord Karkaroff. A crowd of boy walked in. They were very intimidating and tough looking. Their headmaster followed them and so did two other boys one of which made Ron gasp in surprise.

"It's him. It's Viktor Krum. I didn't know he was still in school." He whispered.

Karkaroff gave a short "it's great to be here speech" before he and the other Durmstrang boys sat down. Then Barty Crouch too the podium.

"Now because of the danger faced in this tournament, we are raising the age requirement to 17 years or older" Crouch stated receiving groans and protests from the students. Crouch waited until they stopped before continuing. "Now if you are within that requirement and wish to sign up you may do so by placing your name on a slip of paper in the goblet of fire which will be in the great hall from tomorrow until Friday. "

"And I will place an age circle around the goblet so that only those fitting the age requirement will be able to put in their names" Dumbledore added. "Now then let's eat"

The next day several of age students put their names in the goblet. One of the first was Cedric Diggory. Then Fred and George walked in. "If everyone could look over her we'd like you to see how we will get past this whole age requirement" Fred announced.

"We've taken an aging potion that will full the age ring" George added proudly. Everyone looked over wondering if it would work. The twins walked past the circle only to be shot back out with long white beards. "You idiot you said it would work" George shout lunging at Fred.

"Hey I wasn't the one who made the potion. Maybe you screwed it up" Fred shouted out wrestling his twin. The two continued to wrestle and everyone broke out into laughter. All commotion stopped however when Krum walked in and placed his name in the goblet.

Soon Friday came and it was time to announce the chosen Champions. Everyone sat looking at the goblet. It glowed red and shot out a piece of paper. "Our Beauxbatons champion is Fleur Delacour. The blond half-veela stood up and walked to Dumbledore and shook his hand before going behind a curtain to the champions room. The goblet glowed again and shot out a second piece of paper. "Our Durmstrang champion is Victor Krum"

Krum smiled as his peers cheered and he got up, shook Dumbledore's hand and joined Fleur in the champions room. The goblet glowed red for a third time shooting out the last slip of paper. "And our Hogwarts champion is Cedric Diggory"

Cedric smiled and followed the actions of the other two champions. "Well now we have our three champions. But only one will win the title of Triwizard Champion and the glory that comes with it. I should that you all support your champions of your school by cheering them on…"

Callie sighed hoping that Dumbledore would be finished his speech soon. She was really tired and hadn't gotten much sleep last night cause of another nightmare about Adam. Suddenly, she saw that behind Dumbledore the goblet of fire was starting to glow red again. She stood up looking at it in surprise. Everyone else noticed this and turned in the direction she was looking. They started whispering to each other and Dumbledore turned behind him to see what everyone was whispering about. He looked just in time to see the goblet spew out another slip of paper. He read it and turned to the students, "Harry Potter!"

A/N: so the girl's name is Callie Anderson. There's a little insight into who she is and what she's like. I hope as the story goes along she'll seem less mary-sueish. I've already gotten one comment about her being that way which was unfair because it was only the first chapter and you barely got to know who she is as a person. anyways. Next chapter harry and callie meet again and form a friendship. Plus we meet The Jezebels. Hopefully I'll update sooner.