chapter 2

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"Now we're all settled in and sorted I'd like to make an announcement. This castle will not only be your home year but home to some very special guests as well. You see Hogwarts has been choosen..." Dumbledore was cut off his welcome speech by Filch running through the Great Hall.

As Filch ran back Dumbledore continued "Hogwarts has been choosen to host a legendary event. The Tri-Wizard tournament. Now for those of you who do not know, the tri-wizard tournament brings together three schools for a series of magical contests. From each school a single contestant is selected to compete. Now let me be clear, if choosen you stand alone. And trust me when I say these contests are not for the faint hearted, but more of that later. For now please join me in welcoming the lovely ladies of the Beauxbatons Academy of magic and their headmistress Madam Maxime." 

A group of beautiful French girls cascaded down the tables while a significantly elder women walked behind them. Celestia couldn't help but laugh as she saw Draco, Theo, Blaise, and much of Hogwarts male population gawking at the girls.Dumbledore ran back to the stage.

"And now our friends from the north, please greet the proud sons of Durmstrang and the high master Igor Karkaroff"

Now it was the girls' turn to stare as group of boys walked down the halls. Celestia however was even more amazed when she saw Viktor Krum. He was one of Celestia's favorite players and she would die for a private lesson with him. However Theo couldn't help but smirk as Daphne's jaw dropped matched with Draco's jealousy and Celestia had practically started drooling at the mere sight of these men.

During dinner the five Slytherins seemed to be the only ones who weren't talking about the tournament. Celestia and Daphne had been comparing Prada and Dior. While the boys were ranting on about quidditch and how Bulgaria should have won. Draco was so ingrossed that Daphne eventually had to tell him to eat.

However none of the five were upset about not being able to participate in the Tri-Wizard tournament seeing as the money and popularity was something they already had. So when it was announced most of the Slytherins didn't argue.

While eating dessert the enchantment set on the ceiling seemed to have broken as it had begun to rain when Alastor Moody walked in. He was someone Celestia deeply feared. His spinning eyeball made her close to tears at times. But not now, never was she ever allowed to cry in public. With eyes always on her she had to uphold the Black family Legacy her uncle ruined.


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Celestia had just been walking the halls after DADA which left her a bit shook when she spotted Daphne sitting in the Great Hall with the boys. 

"I was wondering where the fuck you were" Daphne said as she sat down. 

"Courtyard " Celestia turned around when she heard commotion as the Weasley twins walked in

They had made a potion to make them older. Celestia was actually quite impressed the dumbasses could concoct such a potion till it backfired. They begun to blame each other and everyone was surrounding them laughing but it only bored Celestia. Watching 2 boys wrestle wasn't that interesting so she and Daphne slipped away.

"How are you and Draco?" Celestia asked her friend.

" Pretty good. Oh Celestia he's so sweet he brings me flowers every Monday " She said.

"That's adorable"

"Celestia can I ask you something?" 

"Of course"

"Do you think he's getting stronger? I mean with the World Cup and the mark, I feel he's coming back." Daphne asked with a scared look on her face.

"Fuck no Daphne. He's DEAD. He's not coming back anytime soon. Trust me he is weaker than ever right now," She took a hold of both her friends hand and reassured her.

However she never expected to be so horribly wrong.










2nd chapter  what do we think? i don't love this one but there are definitely going to be better ones. again tysm for reading my book! ily guys. pls vote comment and follow!

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