In the Grand Hall

"Look," said Padma. But my eyes didn't stray from the Golden Trio.

Another year, and another feeling of being eclipsed by them. I hated them all. Couldn't stand Ron a bit.

Harry was okay, and sure Hermione was sort of cute, but she was a know it all.

"How are you not reacting to this right now," asked Padma? What was she even talking about.

I took my eyes from the Golden Trio and looked around myself.

Seeing the teachers of last year, all speaking amongst themselves. Another year had come.

Dumbledore was talking on the middle of the podium.

"This castle will not only be your home, this year," said Dumbledore, "but home to some very special guests."

Were the guests going to be more special than the criminal we had just last year?

"You see," Dumbledore continued, "Hogwarts has been chosen."

The caretaker ran to Dumbledore. Whispering in his ear, before just as quickly making his exit.

"So, Hogwarts has been chosen to host a Legendary Event," continued Dumbledore! The room quieted suddenly.

If Professor Dumbledore was this excited, it meant something big.

"The Triwizard Tournament!" This was huge news, and immediately the whispers and excitement of the houses piped up.

"Brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school a single student is chosen to compete."

"This contest is not for the faint hearted, but before we go further let us welcome the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, and their headmistress madame Maxine."

Suddenly things became really interesting.

Women in tight blue dresses, each of which looked like models, entered our hall. And I shit you not, butterfly's just began to materialize out of thin air.

"Oh God Cho," said Padma, "We are going to need to tighten our leash on Idius, lest we have an international incident."

I ignored the girls as they giggled amongst themselves.

"And now, please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang, and their highmaster Igor Karkaroff," said Dumbledore.

Suddenly things became a lot less sexy, as men wielding staffs, and wearing what looked to be sheepskin entered like the hottest boy band you've never heard of.

I felt uncomfortable suddenly, like I was being watched.

I turned my eyes away from my table, and looked for the source.