Why? Oh why did this have to happen to ME? –part 19

First off I'm really sorry about the last chapter. I know it was extremely short. I can only hope that this one will make up for it. I can't thank you all enough for the wonderful support.

"Gold, acknowledgment, respect, glory, honor, fame…

All goals that challengers strive to obtain…but like everything in life there is a price.

What shall be the price… to your eternal grandeur?" – cloud9strife

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Remus's POV

The roaring of a crowd could be heard from miles away. The thundering of feet and shouts made the ground tremble. To my right Prongs could barely contain himself from running forward. Our headmaster walked ahead with long strides. Emily had a tight hold on my sleeve. I could tell she was both scared and curious by what awaited us. The sound had been coming from a small entrance within a mountain.

As we got closer I began to notice the bright light that seemed to be coming from the entrance. The moment we stepped through the arch we were blinded by a bright light and the uproar of the crowd. I held my hand over my eyes until my eyes managed to adjust to the light. My eyes swept over our surroundings. From our view we could see that we had entered into some type of arena like those during the roman times. It was a coliseum and we were the main event. The stands were filled with students. Their bright gold armors reflected the light of the sun.

I knew I wasn't the only one astounded by the display.

"WELCOME!" came the booming voice from up ahead. "Welcome to Jehanna, a school for the brave and the fearless. My name is Azriel, Headmaster of Jehanna's school of warriors. Please make yourselves at home."

"Thank you for the warm welcome. My name is Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts witch craft and wizardry and these are my students."

"Please come join us while we wait for the rest of the arrivals."

We were directed into another opening that led to some stairs. Once we reached the top, we were able see the man that had called down to us from up here. He was dressed in gold armor lined with red fabric. He looked like someone that had popped out of the history books.

They led us towards a row of seats. It was interesting to be found in this type of setting but nonetheless it was proving to be quite interesting.

Only five minutes passed before the ground began to tremble. I could see everyone rise from their seats to see what the commotion could possibly be. Suddenly the sound of galloping could be heard. Before anyone of us could get up to see there was a bang. It sounded like something large landed outside. Then a sound appeared, it sounded low and calming. Some how I recognized the sound but I couldn't put my finger on it. Just then the audience gasped and shouts were heard. I turned my head in the direction of the sound and was left speechless at what I saw.

A group of girls dressed in pale blue, silk robes were dancing and shooting their wands. The sparks that were thrown glittered throughout the stadium. The girls all twirled until the reached a straight line. Then in synchronization they all bowed in our direction.

"Greetings my name is Madam Olympe Maxine headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic and these are my students."

"Welcome headmistress Maxine I trust you were able to find your way."

"But of course seeing as this wasn't the first time we received such a gracious invitation from you."

They soon joined the rest of the crowd in the stadium. I could tell that prongs just wanted to jump out of seat out of anticipation. Emily seemed just as excited but at least more composed. Padfoot on the other hand kept trying to flirt only to get smacked by Elizabeth. I chuckled at his disgruntled expression.

Before the crowd could settle down, again we were assaulted by the sound of trumpets. Ah the all boys school. That was one school I did know about. It had been the first school that had sought me out. They changed their mind when they found out about what happened. There was no point in looking back now. No, there was nothing that I would regret ever.

In moments the students of Durmstarng Institute stood straight and in formation. All dressed in red and brown furs and their headmaster Igor Karkaroff to the right. Prongs definitely admired them. Some of the greatest quiditch players came from that school. They joined the rest of the crowd as well. I was more interested in the other schools.

There wasn't much in the archives about the other schools. They were the type that liked to keep their secrets. There were only two schools left. This would be the first time any of us would get to see them.

A few minutes had passed before I heard chattering of teeth I turned to see Emily shaking. With one quick look I could see that she wasn't the only one that had become cold all of a sudden. I took of my cloak and wrapped it around her before bringing her closer. The cold didn't bother me. I hadn't even noticed that the temperature had dropped.

The crowd began to look around trying to find the source. It was a no brainer that this was being caused by magic. That's when I saw it the stadium had turned into flat icy surface.

"This is it. They're here." – Prongs

In front of our eyes the ground began to shape and form. Like plants sprouting from the ground, large ice sculptures began to form. Slowly the icy statues began to reveal women dressed in long white gowns with white hair. It was said to be a trait to those who attended the school. More statues began to sprout from the ground revealing men dressed in flashy blue armor and blue hair. Unlike the armor from Jehanna, their armor wasn't covered in battle scars. This armor seemed to be more of a symbol that a type of protection. The final sculpture came out revealing what seemed to be the headmistress of the school.

"Greetings my name is Atlanta, headmistress of Calypso the guardians of Altazar."

"It's a pleasure to finally meet the illusive headmistress. I hope you find your stay pleasant."

"Thank you, Sir Azriel."

"Nonsense, Azriel will suffice. We are among friends after all Miss Atlanta."

"Then I must ask that you would treat me the same. It is only fair that we do so."

"Very well, please come join us shall you."

Before they could reach the stairs a large thunderstorm began to form. I looked around to see whether or not it should be something to be worried about. Just before I decided to take out my wand I saw some of the students from the warrior school smirking. I felt a little uneasy by their knowing smirks.

Just then the clash of lightning made my head turn towards the center of the arena. One moment everything was pitch black and in the next there was a large lightning bolt that hit the ground. As the light toned down I could see that the lighting had brought forth much more than electricity.

There in the center of the arena stood a small group of tall figures. It was the last school the so called Taranis the ancient race of wizards. The women all had long blond hair, all dressed in small tight black dresses lined by gold fabric. The men on the other hand all had dark black hair. Every single one was dressed in armor. Unlike the warrior school or the ice school, their armor looked more superior. It was that or their demeanor that made me believe that. Although I did have to admit that their black and gold armor did strike me as that of a more privileged school.

I hadn't noticed that I had lost myself in my own thoughts. Suddenly my contemplations were cut off by a single word. Rather a single name, a name that had slipped from between her lips.

"Ephraim…"

My body had become stiff. For the first time in my life I felt the unsettling feeling that landed in the pit of my stomach. I wasn't sure what it was but I did know it had something to do with him…

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Emily's POV

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It couldn't be, not here, not now. Whatever he was doing here it wasn't good.

"Ephraim…" I hadn't even realized that I had whispered his name; until I saw him direct his eyes towards me and smirk. I felt Remus tighten his grip on my hand. He was probably worried about the tournament. At the moment I felt like running. Whenever Ephraim gave his trade mark smirk it always meant bad news for me. I did not want to think about the fact that I was stuck in the same place as him until the end of the tournament.

I wasn't even paying attention to their announcement. I couldn't stop staring at him. I felt like a deer caught on headlights. He hadn't either, there was no denying that I was scared. I tried to turn away but found that I couldn't. Slowly I laid my hand on Remus's arm. He must have noticed my discomfort because he pulled my face into his chest. I couldn't help but let out a sigh out of relief.

"Seeing as everyone is gathered around. I think it would be best to proceed to the main event. Will everyone follow us into our great hall where we shall all feast to our hearts content."

We all moved into a large building that was located deeper into the mountain. Strangely enough the hall reminded me of a hall befitting a king. I had made sure to stay close to Remus. There was no way I would allow myself to be alone with that jerk. Who knows what he would do to me. No, the best thing to do was to stay as close to Remus as possible.

Once the feast was served, everyone managed to settle down into their own individual conversations. The tension had disappeared by a small amount but it was enough to get me to eat.

Clink Clink

"May I have your attention." Everyone went silent as we all turned in the direction of Azriel. "It is this year that we have been bestowed upon the honor of hosting the triwizarding tournament. It is because of this that I wish to make this stay the most memorable."

"As all of you know the tournament is not just some competition in which we pit our best warriors against one another. No, this is much more than some tournament it is the way we practice peace and union. It is a tradition that has been established by our forefathers. It is my greatest wish that our student will honor this tradition."

"May a champion rise above the rest and bring us peace." There was an uproar, as student applauded and shouted. Azriel held up a hand demanding silence once everyone settled down he continued.

"Now as for the rules they shall be as followed. Every school shall be permitted two challengers. They shall be chosen by an impartial selector…the Goblet of fire. Anyone who wishes to compete shall place their name in the goblet. If chosen one must remember that they stand alone. Once chosen there is no going back. The challengers will then be asked to complete a total four tasks. The champion will not only win themselves riches and fame but they shall also have the privilege of bringing forth glory to their respective school. Tomorrow you will have the chance to place your name in the goblet. In the mean time everyone will be given a day to rest and to think about whether or not to join. The choice is ultimately yours. I wish the best of luck to all of you. May the best wizard win!"

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Honor

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Fame

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Who will step forth and be our champion?

Ps: okay I'm really sorry this is so short. I swear the next one will be twice as long. PLEASE REVIEW pretty please.