*Violet's POV*

"'Arry! How goes it?" bellowed Hagrid as we stumbled out of the train. Harry grinned at Hagrid, giving him a quick wave. "Rather well, Hagrid! Wish you the best of luck crossing the lake!" I took noticed of the choppy waves rocking the little boats for the first years. "I'm wishing myself the best of luck too!" He chuckled, tugging on his belt and turning to acknowledge the First Years. Danni stared at me hefting my bags in a curious way. It was quite difficult trying to maneuver when rain was beginning to pour down. All she had on was a little backpack. "You need some help?" She asked, offering to take one of my bags. "No, no, I should be fine. My Mum insists on being prepared for almost anything."

"Well I insist on taking a bag." She smiled, pulling one away from my grip. I walked with the group over to a carriage, and we all managed to cram ourselves in. I felt pity on the poor creatures lugging us up to the castle. I sat in between Danni and Hermione, once again finding myself face to face with Harry. Ron attempted to make small talk, but I remained quiet. I wasn't used to talking too much. I was always very reserved, with only a few friends. Soon, the carriage stopped and we all practically tumbled out. My bags soaking, I managed to save Rory from clattering on the cold, stone ground. Ron offered me his hand, and I pulled myself up, thanking him.

Harry tilted his head at on odd angle to look at me, then laughed. I looked behind me, unsure of what was so funny. "You just look so helpless. It's very pathetic-looking." He joked, picking both of my bags off the ground. "Ron, help me out with these." He called out over the sound of thunder. "You really don't have to-"

"No, it's fine, you've dragged these around enough. We'll take your stuff to the Ravenclaw table." Harry explained. With that, Ron and Harry disappeared in the crowd of people in the Entrance Hall. Hermione held her books close to her, and grabbed Danni's hand. "Come along, we must get our seats." Hermione turned to me and smiled, "I'll hope to see you around soon, Violet." Danni nodded in agreement, and soon, the two of them vanished as well. I was all alone in the crowd of students, unsure of what to do, when it hit me. Literally. I felt something shove me onto the ground, soaking my robes in rainwater even more.

"Oh Merlin! I'm terribly sorry!" I heard someone cry. Two strong hands lifted me off the ground, spinning me to face them. It was a tall boy with glowing light brown hair, pale skin and a worried expression visible in his cloudy grey eyes. I was at a loss for words, unable to articulate once again today. "Are you hurt?" He asked quickly. I looked down at myself and managed a slight smirk, "No, just a bit damp, that's all."

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hit you. I guess the rush of the crowd and it just caused me to-"

"It's perfectly fine. I was already wet beforehand." I laughed, interrupting him. He raised an eyebrow, smiling back at me. "What's your name?"

"Violet Harrison. Yours?"

"Cedric Diggory." He stated. I stuck out my hand and he took a firm hold of it, giving it a good shake. "Well, I hope to see you around, Violet. Enjoy the feast." Cedric said calmly, then turning and walking into the Entrance Hall. I blushed and followed shortly behind, now that the crowd was mostly dissipated. I took a seat with my fellow Ravenclaws and listened to their chatter. Cho Chang looked excitedly around and exclaimed, "I hear they're holding some sort of…contest this year!" I glanced at her, my eyebrows furrowed. "Contest?" I uttered, unsure of what to expect. She nodded, "Yes, it's supposed to be quite dangerous."

"Dangerous? Dangerous is my middle name!" A Seventh Year boy taunted, patting off his robe as if he was someone of important stature. I rolled my eyes, and heard a hush go over the students. The Sorting Hat sung its ever-changing song, and the Ceremony went on, Ravenclaw gaining nine new members. My eyes drifted over to the Hufflepuff table, where Cedric caught my eye. As if he was looking for me too, he held eye contact with me, a smile creeping on his face. Everyone begun to dine, so we broke our little staring contest for the time being. After stuffing myself with every single thing I could manage, I heard a tiny clinking of a glass. I looked up to see Dumbledore standing in front of everyone.

"Now that you all have seemed to satisfy your stomachs at least a bit, I have a few announcements to make." I heard a groan or two arise from my table, but I ignored them and continued to listen. "Mr. Filch has demanded I tell you of his list of forbidden items to be found at Hogwarts. If anyone is interested to look, I believe you can find out in his office. Also, my annual reminder of the forest and Hogsmeade being off-limits to those under Third Year still stands. But the biggest announcement I have for you all, is that the Inter-House Quidditch Cup will not be taking place as of this year." I was outraged, being probably the best Chaser on the Ravenclaw team. I heard yells of disappointment throughout the students, one being Harry who had jumped out of his seat. Professor Snape glared at Harry, signaling for him to take a seat. Harry reluctantly did so, grumbling to himself as he did.

"It is so because we shall be starting an event in October that will continue throughout the course of the year. I have the pleasure to announce to you all that Hogwarts is-" Just at that moment, the doors to the Entrance Hall burst open, and a big, sturdy man in a huge coat hobbled in. A piercing blue glass eye shot around, looking at everyone in quick intervals. I felt my heart pounded relentlessly. He was terrifying, and I had no idea why he was here. His long staff pounded the floor as he limped all the way to Dumbledore, and shook his hand harshly. Dumbledore motioned to the man and announced, "This is out new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Alastor Moody."

Usually, there would have been a roaring applause, but it was dead silent, everyone too petrified to move their hands. To break the awkwardness, Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued his speech, "But anyway, Hogwarts is to have the high honor of hosting this very exciting event. The Tri-Wizard Tournament will be held here this year." There was a collection of gasps throughout the crowd, including one from me. I had read very briefly about it before, and knew it entailed a very high risk of dying or being hurt. Draco Malfoy spoke rather loudly, "You've got to be joking!"

"No, Mr. Malfoy, I'm not joking. For those of you who aren't aware of the Tri-Wizard Tournament, it is a friendly competition between the three schools: Beauxbatons, Durmstrang and Hogwarts for nearly 700 hundred years. A champion from each school is selected, and those champions compete in magical tasks they are prompted to do. It was rather popular, until the death toll rose rather tremendously," I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. This was not sounding like fun whatsoever. "But, thanks to The Department of International Magical Cooperation and Magical Games, the Tri-Wizard Tournament has been reinstated. Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will be arriving with their students in October, and the choosing of the champions shall be held on Halloween. From then on, our champions shall be competing for eternal glory and the Tri-Wizard Cup to bring home to their school." Now there was a roar of approval, and a chant of "Hogwarts!" was started none other by the Weasley twins, who I recognized as the famous troublemakers of the school.

Soon, it died out, and Dumbledore straightening his robes, "Even though I know all of you would love to be the champion of our lovely school, an age restriction has been put in place. Those to enter the Tri-Wizard Tournament are to be seventeen and above-" Most of the students became angered, booing Professor Dumbledore. The twins shouted, "That's absolutely rubbish!"

"Enough!" Dumbledore snarled, the room going silent one more. "We felt it is a necessary precaution, since the tasks are rather…deadly. I may also inform you that underage students should not waste their time trying to enter their names, because it simply will not work." Dumbledore noted, giving a stern look to Fred and George Weasley. Taking one last deep breath, Dumbledore concluded, "Finally, I hope you all are on your best behavior when Beauxbatons and Durmstrang arrive, and treat them with respect. Now, you all head to bed, you begin your lessons tomorrow! Goodnight!" Dumbledore stepped away from the center of everyone's attention and the students began to get out of their seats.

I grabbed my bags, held Rory's cage handle in between my teeth and started to squeeze through the crowd. "Hey, Violet, wait up!" I heard someone call out behind me.

So, that's Chapter Two! Sorry it might have been kind of boring, but I had to introduce the Tournament and get all of those formalities out of the way. But from here on out, it should be smooth sailing. I'd love to hear what you guys think, so please leave a review or inbox me or whatever you like! Thanks, and watch out for Chapter Three! As Anna Akana says, "Stay awesome, Gotham."