A/N: Hey guys I was feeling determined so i did another chapter for you. I hope you like it. You get to know a little more about Callie. Callie and harry meet face to face again and introducing the Jezebels. I'm really happy because i got an a on both my spanish quiz and Anatomy and phisiology lab test. Now I just gotta do as well as I do there in Pre-calc. By the way. I really want this fic to have a trailer to it on you tube like other writers do. Only problem is I don't have the right technology to do so myself. So to all my readers is there anyone who is good at making music vids? I obviously don't want a slide show. So if you are interested let me know and link me to a sample of your work and I'll make a decision. Then i'll tell you want i'd like in it. If I like the trailer then i'll email you an exclusive sneak preview of my next fic My Angel. Plus If you want I'll have you stay on as my official trailer make for my next few fics. So please let me know if you are interested or if you know someone who might be interested.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Hp characters. JK does. I own Callie and the Jezebels and any characters not in the books or any other sources I didn't create

Chapter 3: Meeting Callie

Harry felt as if he wasn't in control of his body as he stood up and walked over towards Dumbledore. He looked around at the shocked and somewhat hatred filled faces around him. As he passed close by to the Beauxbatons table he saw that Callie looked at him differently than anyone else. He saw concern and worry in her eyes. She looked as if she sensed something wrong about the whole incident. Harry finally reached Dumbledore who lead him to the champions.

Callie felt cold and nauseous. She didn't understand how Harry's name had gotten into the goblet. He couldn't have put it in there himself and no teacher or student that could put a name in would do so if Harry asked them. She barely registered the whispers around her until she heard someone across from her say, "this isn't fair he's not even eligible to enter"

"He'll probably be disqualified" Callie said shakily and turned to the girl to her right, "Right Collette? I mean you know more about this tournament than any of us here. Your brother was in it. They'll disqualify you if you aren't eligible?"

"I don't know" Collette said, "I mean something such as this has never been an issue before. My brother did tell me that when your name is put in the hat you've signed a contract that you will compete if chosen."

Callie nodded and sighed. Collette was one of the only friends Callie had at Beauxbatons. No one there liked Callie or would really talk to her. Or if they did talk to her it was to make fun of her. "I guess we'll just have to see. I'm not feeling well I think I'll head back to the dorms" she got up and walked back to the dorms Hogwarts had set aside for Beauxbatons.

Callie sat in the dorm common room and began to tune her guitar. It had gotten way out of sync during the trip to Hogwarts and it would take a while before it would be back in tune. As Callie tuned she paid no attention to the dorm door opening and people walking in. At least, she didn't pay attention until she heard someone say, "Well if it isn't the freak who blacks out. Why'd you leave the hall early Anderson? We're you going to faint again but didn't want to do it in front of everyone?"

Callie looked up to see Annette and the rest of the Jezebels aka the French Plastics. "No I was feeling tired and I wanted to come up here and relax. Is that a crime?" Callie said glaring at the Jezebels leader with amber eyes.

"It is when you're a black out freak. Oh no I feel dizzy. Everything is going black" Annette gasped mockingly and fell back as if she'd fainted into the arms of two laughing Jezebels. Annette open her eyes and smirked. "See Anderson you're a major freak. F-R-E-A-K!"

"Oh look it's learned to spell" Callie said sarcastically grabbing her guitar and head to the dorm she and Collette shared.

"Hardy har har" Annette spat, "It's ashamed you left. Dumbledore announced that Harry will be a contender in the tournament. How unfair is that!"

"What!" Callie shouted spinning around, "he can't compete he's only fourteen!"

"Well he is competing" Annette sighed, "The decision is made and there's nothing a freak like you could do to change that"

"Call me freak one more time" Callie dared Anette.

"Fine" the Jezebel smirked, "Freak, freak, freak freak freak!

Callie clenched her fist but then she closed her eyes lightly and smirked before opening her eyes and letting out a chuckle.

"What's so funny?" Annette asked suspiciously.

"Oh nothing" Callie smirked. "I'll be back later I got to go talk to someone" She put her guitar down on the couch and walked out the door.

"Hey come back her…oof!" Annette shouted before she fell over. She sat up and squealed. "Oh I broke nail!"

Callie finally reached the gargoyle that marked the entrance to Dumbledore's office. She knew she must need a password and she closed her eyes saying the first word that came to her mind. "Jellyslugs" she spoke and the gargoyle moved aside revealing spiral stairs. Callie stepped onto the stairs and they sound around taking her to the top. She got off the stairs and knocked on the door.

"Come in" a voice from inside called.

Callie pushed open the door and walked into to see Dumbledore at his desk writing on some parchment. Callie sighed and sat down. "Urm Professor, my name is Callie Anderson and I attend Beauxbatons academy and um well I…I think that you should take Harry out of the tournament."

"Oh?" Dumbledore said looking up and raising an eyebrow.

Callie nodded, "Sir I get a bad feeling about this whole situation. My instincts tell me that something bad could happen if Harry if he competes and my instincts have never been wrong. Please I'm not making this up because I want my school to win. I hate my school actually but that's not the point. The point is that I'm worried about Harry's safety. Please don't make him compete."

"I'm sorry Miss Anderson but the goblet holds a binding contract. Harry must compete for he was chosen. The decision has been made and that's final. I promise we will take precautions to make sure Harry will be safe…"

"That's not good enough!" Callie yelled slamming her fist down on the desk. "I'm sorry for my outburst. I just would feel much better if Harry weren't in the tournament"

"I understand Miss Anderson," Dumbledore soothed, "but there is nothing I can do to change the situation"

"But you're Albus Dumbledore" Callie said softly, "you defeated Gilert Grindlewald but you can't take one boy out a stupid tournament?"

"I'm sorry" Dumbledore said again.

Callie just nodded and stood up. She headed for the door but Dumbledore called for her to stop.

"Hold on Miss Anderson" Dumbledore said before snapping his fingers. A little house elf apparated into to room. "Dobby please escort Miss Anderson back to the Beauxbatons dorms. Here take this note with you also. We don't want her getting a detention for being caught in the halls after curfew. If anyone stops you show them this note so she would receive a detention.

"Yes Professor Dumbledore sir. Right away sir Come along miss" Dobby squeaked.

Callie nodded and followed Dobby. They made it back to the dorm without running into any teachers and Callie thanked Dobby giving him a kiss on his head before entering the common room.

The next day Harry was discouraged by the site of the "Support Cedric, Potter Stinks" buttons almost everyone was wearing. "Hey look it's the jerk that put his name in the goblet even though he wasn't allowed to join." Harry heard as he turned to see Malfoy and his goons proudly wearing their buttons, "Like the buttons Potter? Made them myself and I thought I'd be generous and let everyone have one."

"You think I'll let your stupid buttons phase me Malfoy" Harry growled.

"Excuse me" a female voice said behind him. Both boys turned to see Callie standing there with her hands in akimbo. "you toe head shouldn't you be supporting your schoolmate instead of badgering him"

"Potter? You're kidding? He doesn't deserve our support" Malfoy smirked.

"I see" Callie said taking off her shoulder bag and handed it to Harry. "Would you hold this for me?"

Harry nodded and took the bag.

"Thank you Callie said turning back to Malfoy before kicking him in the groin and then kicking him once after every work she said. "I…really…hate…arrogant…shmucks…like…you" Then she ripped the button off his robes and stuck the pin in Draco's butt making him run away screaming like a girl. Crabbe and Goyle went to follow him. "ah ah ah ah" Callie said making a gesture to pull off their buttons. They did so and ran after Draco. "Anyone else wanna test my temper?" Callie said to the crowd of button wearing students who formed around the area. They all shook there heads not wanting to be next. "Good" Callie said, "now take off those buttons and get outta my sight" They obeyed and walked away with one last forward torso thrust from Callie.

"Um here's you bag back" Harry said quietly handing it to her.

"Thanks" she said smiling.

"No thank you" Harry said, "You really told it to Malfoy. I mean that was brilliant."

"Yeah well he deserved it" Callie said, "Nice to know the tricks I learned growing up in Watts are still useful"

Harry had heard his aunt talk about Watts. She said it was a bad place that only the poor and criminally insane resided in. He was sure Callie was the former. "You're the girl I danced with at the World Cup aren't you?" Harry asked.

"I was wondering when you'd ask that" Callie smiled. "yes I am. Callie Anderson or Chaviva Rivka when I'm being yelled at. It's my Jewish name." She held out her and but noticed Harry wasn't introducing himself. "Um and you are?"

"Don't you already know?" Harry asked.

"Well yeah but it's not showing proper decorum to just assume someone knows you. Geez I sound like my aunt. Anyways, you must always introduce yourself. What if you meet someone from some country where wizards have never heard of you? I hear Cuba's way ill-informed. So, you must always introduce yourself when meeting someone"

Harry smiled, "Alright, I'm Harry Potter" meeting her hand

"Much better" Callie smiled shaking his hand.

Harry smiled inwardly and outwardly. He could tell already that he'd like Callie.

She was running. She had to find him and save him. She stopped in front of the café where he was going to set up his gig. She saw a death eater standing in front of him and then yelling out a spell sending a green light at him. She screamed at he was hit falling to the ground. He was dead and she had failed to save him. The deatheater looked at her and she saw his face. He smirked and flicked his tongue at her.

Callie woke up from the same nightmare she'd had every night for weeks. Why did he have to die? Why couldn't she save him? Who would want to kill Adam and why?

A/N: Well there you have it. Callie grew up it Watts and she's Jewish. Plus she has insticts that are never wrong hmmm. And wh is this Adam she has nightmares about. That piece of info won't be revealed for a while. But you can take a guess. Please review. I get so many people who favorite me or my story or get author and story alerts for this fic but i really want more reveiws. I need to know what my fans like about the story. and remeber to let me know if you have any interest in making a trailer for the fic. I'd really like to get the fic more publicized.