----------------------------------------------------Last Time-------------------------------------------------"I'm Shawn Black, nice to meet you." I smiled sweetly as I stuck my hand out. The one named Percy (the one who seemed amazed by the color-blinding curse) stared at me in awe, but Charlie looked at me calculatingly.

"Y-Y-You're Shawn Black! You're one of the best aurors in the American Squad! It's an honor to make your acquaintance." Percy shook my hand reverently. I stared at him wide-eyed but nodded anyway.

"Perce, calm down." Bill said shortly. Charlie raised an eyebrow at me.

"Good to see you again Crash…"

"Dammit Charlie…no one is supposed to know about that nickname!" I muttered as I gave him an incredulous look.

"Sorry Crash but I couldn't resist mate." He put extra emphasis on the nickname and sent me a wink.

"So how's your arm Carol?" The cards were on the table now.

"Carol?!" Bill snorted.

"Shut up Shawn…it was a fluke and you know it." Charlie blushed…ew…he clashes with his hair…

"It's not a fluke when it happens five times Charles…" I sighed.

"What exactly happened five times Carol?"Bill asked with interest--and a smirk.

"Nothing..." Charlie mumbled while looking down at his feet. Awww…he's embarrassed.

"Hah! Yeah right!"

"Let it go will ya?" Charlie whined…Hah! Yeah, I'm good.

"Whatever…Carol." I whispered the last part before turning to Bill.

"Alright, I'll send the wand to the lab when I get back, I'll have it tracked and back to your ministry by noon…my time." I smiled before walking out of the tent…bloodied and all.

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"Are you sure you have everything you need Shawn?" Dad asked for like…the eightieth time since I've been packed to leave.

"Yes dad, we've gone through this like…87 bazillion times. I'm all packed for bloody school!" I groaned.

"Are you sure?" He asked once more.

"I'm seriously about to AK you in like--10 seconds." I said menacingly as I pulled out my wand.

"Okay okay! Jeez, try and make sure someone's all packed for school, and it becomes the bloody Spanish Inquisition!" He mumbled as he walked into the kitchen, me following right behind him.

I was supposed to leave for school in about 30 minutes. It's a very complicated way to get there actually. I have to floo down to Dulles Airport in Washington DC, then I have to walk through terminal 82S which doesn't exist to muggles, by the way. After that, I board a plane with all the other people that live along the East or in Canada, and be on my way to Salem.

Like I said, complicated.

"You're so strange." I muttered.

"So, are you gonna enter the Quad-wizard?" He asked me. The Quad-Wizard Tournament is a tournament between four schools: Beuxbatons, Durmstang, Hogwarts, and Salem. We personally think it's unfair to the other kids, because we're so much more powerful, which is true. Anyway, a champion from each school is chosen, and they compete in 3 deadly tasks, someone wins, they get money, we all leave.

It's all quite stupid if you ask me.

"Probably. Why?"

"I don't think you should…it's dangerous." He said concernedly.

"Oh yeah, cuz being an auror isn't?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm just saying…" He held up his hands in defense.

"Maybe you should just stop talking." I said with a smirk.

"You're such a teenager." He rolled his eyes. I raised my other brow.

"You're such an old man." I bit back. He looked shocked at this, before pouting.

"I'm not that old." This made me chuckle.

"Right…and I'm not that much of a teenager."

"When are you supposed to be leaving?" He asked annoyed.

I glanced down at my watch.

"Now." I said as we made our way into the living room.

I grabbed my trunk that was beside the door and waved my hand over it. It shrunk down to pocket size and I stuffed it into my drawstring before hoisting it onto my shoulders.

"So…I guess this is good-bye." I said as I averted my eyes.

"Yeah kid…for now at least." Dad's voice was full of emotion. I snorted silently.

"Umm…I know that sometimes, I can be a pain, and I--uhh--I want you to know that it was nice to have a father figure around, even if I denied it at times." I blushed.

"You are so much like your mother." He whispered with tears.

"I love ya dad." I said as tears slid down my cheeks. I grasped him in the first real hug I've given him since I met him.

"I love you too Shawn." He whispered and kissed my forehead.

"I'll come back for the holidays." I sniffled and backed away.

"Please do." He smiled slightly.

"Don't do anything stupid now, ya hear?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Aye Aye." He muttered.

I stepped into the fireplace and situated myself.

"It really was good to have you back dad." I smiled.

"You too Shawn, you too." He nodded.

"DULLES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT IN WASHINGTON DC!" I screamed as I dropped the powder.

Little did I know, he would never look at me the same way again.

I sat on the plane quietly.

This is what I always do.

The only difference, is that this year, I get to sit in FIRST CLASS!!!!

It's a sixth/seventh year privilege.

The second and third years all sit in coach, the fourth and fifth years sit in business class, and we get to parrr-tttayyyyy.

It's pretty intense.

So now, I'm waiting for the plane to take off.

Oh yeah, and I'm waiting for Troy and Nick to get on here…

Not like Nick'll actually show this year.

He missed the plane last year.

Because he is incredibly dumb. And lazy. And a procrastinator. Though, I'm not sure that's really a good adjective.

Anyway, neither of them are here yet. So I'm kind of depressed.

This is soooo borrrriinnngggggggg!!!!!

"Hey Shawny!" I heard two voices shout as they sat down around me. It was Freck and Spitz!

"Freck and Spitz, my main home-skillets!" I grinned at them.

"Please don't ever--"

"--ever say that again." They said, both looking at me.

Freck and Spitz MacDonald are actually named Jack and Kevin. We call Freck, Freck because he has loads of freckles and hates them, I know, its not very original, but it stuck. And Spitz, well, he used to have a lisp so he'd spit when he talked, so we called him Spitz, and like Freck, it just kind of stuck.

"How was your guys' summer?" I asked with a smile. Both of these guys were Snakes, the other two in my year, and were both Healers.

"It was pretty good, Mom and Dad took us to Germany and then we went to Australia to get some hard-core surfing in." They both did look a bit tanner, but they still looked the same. Same tall height and blue eyes, but Freck had bright red hair that was cut in a short-cut and Spitz had shaggy blonde hair that skimmed past his ears, and of course, Freck was covered in freckles, even more so than normal.

"That's insane dude! I didn't get any surfing in at all this summer." I pouted, they looked at me, scandalized.

"You didn't surf?" Freck admonished.

"Nope."

"Not once?" Spitz clarified.

"I thought we established that." I said sarcastically.

"I should string you up by your thumbs and feed you to the first year pixies." Spitz muttered, looking disappointed.

"Look, first village weekend I'll go down to Cali with you guys and we can ride some waves alright? Even with the summer in Australia, I could still beat you both." I said cockily.

"Haha! Wanna--"

"--bet?" Freck started as Spitz finished.

"Depends on the stakes." I said coolly.

"Loser has to run the mess-hall buck-naked and sing one entire verse and chorus of a song to the winners liking." Spitz said menacingly.

"And the kid who comes in second?" I asked uncaring.

"The loser decides what they get to do." Spitz grinned evilly.

"How is that fair?" Freck asked outraged.

"Well, the winner just decided what the loser would do, so its only fitting that the loser gets to decided something as well." Spitz smiled calmly.

"What about the kid in second? How come they don't get to---hey! Who said you're gonna win? You know that Shawn and I are better than you!" Freck said indignantly.

"Haha, you just admitted to my amazingness." I butt in, before clearing out again.

"Look guys, how bout this? Loser does what Spitz said, and the winner and loser decide what happens to the kid who comes in second, but it can't be as bad as the loser. Got it? It'll probably just be like…kitchen duty for the firsties for a week or so." I said with a sigh.

"I like that." Spitz nodded.

"Me too." Freck said as well.

"So it's a bet?" I asked.

"Hold up--" Spitz started as he waved my hand down.

"--Who's going to judge?" Freck asked suspiciously.

"We'll get one impartial seventh year from each team. One DM from the Snakes and Badgers, and One Healer from the Eagles and the Lions. Sound fair?" I asked.

"Fair enough, we'll get the judges when we know the first village weekend." Freck said.

"Alright…So, shake?" Spitz said. We all nodded and spit on our hands. Nothing could seal the deal more than saliva.

"Deal." I said as I struck my hand out.

"Deal." Said Spitz has he shook it.

"Deal." Said Freck as he laid his on top of ours.

It was our three-way shake thing.

"So boys…may the better girl win." I smiled. This would be fun.

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A/N. So that was a little over 5 pages, I know, not long, but I need to get some of these small fillers out of the way before the tournament, just so you can get a little back info on Shawn. I realize that Shawn is becoming very Mary-Sueish, and that isn't my intention at all. Shawn has flaws, just like everybody else, she just tries too hard to be perfect, you'll see her flaws in a few chapters. She has a lot, but on the things she can control, she tries her hardest to be best at.

Like usual, if you have any questions or comments, please let me know. Please review guys, I'm not getting that many, and they really warm my heart to see them. DH was amazing, for those of you who have read it, and those who haven't…what are you reading fanfiction for? GO READ CANON! Alright, those are my two cents.

By-the-by, I wrote this the night before my high school volleyball first cuts. I won't post it until tomorrow, just to tell you guys how I did.

-Shawn

Disclaimer: You know it…It's not mine!

Update: I made my school's JV team! I'm so excited!!!