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Cassirin · 09-02-2010, 03:12 AM

In the middle of the Entrance Hall, you can see the Goblet of Fire sitting on a table. Chalked in a neat line around the Goblet is an Age Line. Stand back and watch as your classmates put their names into the Goblet in hopes of becoming a Hogwarts champion.

OOC Note: This is the thread where you can RP observing the Goblet and putting your name into it. Be aware that if you cross the age line and are not of age, dire things may happen to you.

criminalmindsgirl · 09-05-2010, 04:19 AM

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Originally Posted by Destiny

The Goblet of Fire was a CUP!?

Okay, so Destiny knew what a goblet was, but she didn't actually think the Goblet of Fire was an actual goblet. A cup! A ginormous cup with flames coming out of it. And people were actually going up to and and putting their names in it! She was glad she wasn't old enough to put her name inside. Coming so close to touching that fire! What if her fingers were singed off, huh? What if her fingers were singed off, and then her name was pulled out of the Goblet? She wouldn't be able to compete with singed fingers!

Unless one of the tasks required singed fingers, then she would definitely pass that one!

Standing behind the crowd ~~you know, sorta close next to that Durmstranger guy~~, Destiny winced everytime a brave person placed their name inside the CUP. So close. So close in having no fingers at all.

A bloody CUP!

Un. Be. Lievable.

Sam looked over to see a girl looking a bit frightened for every person who put their name in. He wondered what she was thinking, although he wasn't going to ask, of course. That would just be strange. Hi, you don't know me, I was just wondering what thoughts were running through your head? Not the best first impression. He sufficed it to glance at her now and again. He hoped he wasn't being creepy about it. He was just genuinely curious about why she looked... Well, now she just looked like something was unbelievable. Girls.

Zeke Weasley · 09-05-2010, 04:27 AM

Josiah approached the crowd, still able to see for the most part. He was tall for his age, what could he say? He crossed his arms and sighed a little. Honestly, he thought that everyone putting their name in was either an attention-seeker or just plain stupid. Who wanted to risk their life for that whole eternal-glory thing? Not Josiah, that was for sure. Even if he'd been old enough, there was noooo way his name would be going in that goblet. He watched on as student after student stepped over the age line and dropped their name in.

Destiny · 09-05-2010, 04:51 AM

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Originally Posted by criminalmindsgirl

Sam looked over to see a girl looking a bit frightened for every person who put their name in. He wondered what she was thinking, although he wasn't going to ask, of course. That would just be strange. Hi, you don't know me, I was just wondering what thoughts were running through your head? Not the best first impression. He sufficed it to glance at her now and again. He hoped he wasn't being creepy about it. He was just genuinely curious about why she looked... Well, now she just looked like something was unbelievable. Girls.

Shaking her head in disbelief at the CUP, Destiny caught notice of someone giving her a few glances. What? Was there something on her face or something? Or..maybe he was having the same thoughts about the Goblet of Fire as she was.

She was surprised no one had spoken up about it yet.

With an apologetic look towards the Durmstranger guy, ~~even though he probably had no idea she was standing anywhere near him~~ she slowly made her way over to the boy Reaching him, even though she was uninvited, she pointed her finger to the Goblet, "Unbelievable, isn't it? That thing is a CUP full of FIRE."

**Monique Bernard** · 09-05-2010, 04:54 AM

Monique entered the Entrance Hall with the rest of her schoolmates. There, in the middle of the room, was the Goblet of Fire. This was it. This was the moment that could change her life forever. In her hand she clutched tightly a piece of parchment with her name on it. She approached the Age Line with a confident strut. She must do everything she could to appear calm and collected even though she was shaking on the inside.

After what felt like ages she was finally close to the Goblet. She kissed the parchment for good luck and held it out cautiously over the flames. Good, she didn't feel a thing. She closed her eyes and released the parchment.

Next stop, eternal glory. ~~Or death.~~

She then took a few steps back and waited for the others to finish submitting their names.

**Brielle Lambert** · 09-05-2010, 04:54 AM

Brielle had come to Hogwarts for one reason, the TriWizard Tournament.

And now it was time for her to add her name to the goblet of Fire. It was the chalice of blue flames that held her destiny, her chance of glory. Following Monique into the hall in which the Goblet was place, she could not deny that her stomach was alive with butterflies. As she sashayed her way across the room she could feel the eyes of other on her, but none of them mattered, there was one thing in the room worthy of her attention.

As her eyes felling onto the Goblet, there was a momentary pause in her step, the echoes ringing out from her heels. Standing stock-still gazing at the flames that licked the rim of the goblet, Brielle knew that she would fight to the every end to win, to come out on top, to make her parents, her friends, her school proud.
Moving again, she fingered the parchment that was held in her fingers, like the playing card of a tarot card reader. Arriving at the very base of the goblet, Brielle held out her hand, and in what appeared as the Goblet’s desire to have her, the flames surged out, wrapping around her parchment, leaving her hand completely unburnt.

**Jermaine Rousseau** · 09-05-2010, 04:54 AM

So this was it, the time had come to put their names in the Goblet of Fire. Jermaine was filled with excitement as him and his Beauxbaton's classmates walked toward the Goblet... together... united as a group.

Looking around the area he smiled at all the students standing around. Students that were too young to put their own name in the goblet, which meant they were there only to see who was entering their names.

Well stand back kiddies because Jermaine Roussea was about to step over that age line and put his name in.... just as soon as Monique and Brielle put their names in.

Once the girls had their names in the Goblet and were standing back next to them he looked over at Noel then back at the goblet. It was now his turn. Holding his parchment he stepped over the line then threw his name in the Goblet watching as the flames swallowed it up.

**Noel Laurent** · 09-05-2010, 04:54 AM

So this was it. The moment of truth! Sorta. Following behind the two girls and Jermaine, Noel kept his eyes on the blue flames of the goblet, willing the butterflies in his stomach to leave him alone.

Regardless of the nerves he was feeling, it was alllll confidence on the outside. Head held high, a nice serene smile on his face, uniform was wrinkle free, hair was perfect as usual, a random wink to the young lady that asked him about potatoes at the opening feast, and blue eyes on the prize! Or in this case, it was still the goblet. Holding the small parchment in hand, Noel stopped just outside the age line and waited for the others to place their names in first, his smile becoming slightly larger as each of his friends placed their names in. And now, it was his turn.

Taking a step forward towards the goblet, he raised his hand and placed the small parchment with his name and school written on in it into the blue flames. Hmm, the flames were much cooler then he had expected. Even having the icy blue tone of color that it possessed, it was still warm to the touch though. Satisfied with the achievement, he took a step back out of the circle and to his classmates.

Only time would tell now who it would choose!

criminalmindsgirl · 09-05-2010, 05:18 AM

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Originally Posted by Destiny

Shaking her head in disbelief at the CUP, Destiny caught notice of someone giving her a few glances. What? Was there something on her face or something? Or..maybe he was having the same thoughts about the Goblet of Fire as she was.

She was surprised no one had spoken up about it yet.

With an apologetic look towards the Durmstranger guy, ~~even though he probably had no idea she was standing anywhere near him~~ she slowly made her way over to the boy Reaching him, even though she was uninvited, she pointed her finger to the Goblet, "Unbelievable, isn't it? That thing is a CUP full of FIRE."

"Well... I guess I just thought the name was self-explanatory," Sam said with a smile. Well, he knew what she was thinking, he guessed. "Sam," he introduced himself. "I take it you're not entering, then?" Was she even old enough?

Zeke Weasley · 09-05-2010, 05:21 AM

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Originally Posted by Noel Laurent

So this was it. The moment of truth! Sorta. Following behind the two girls and Jermaine, Noel kept his eyes on the blue flames of the goblet, willing the butterflies in his stomach to leave him alone.

Regardless of the nerves he was feeling, it was alllll confidence on the outside. Head held high, a nice serene smile on his face, uniform was wrinkle free, hair was perfect as usual, a random wink to the young lady that asked him about potatoes at the opening feast, and blue eyes on the prize! Or in this case, it was still the goblet. Holding the small parchment in hand, Noel stopped just outside the age line and waited for the others to place their names in first, his smile becoming slightly larger as each of his friends placed their names in. And now, it was his turn.

Taking a step forward towards the goblet, he raised his hand and placed the small parchment with his name and school written on in it into the blue flames. Hmm, the flames were much cooler then he had expected. Even having the icy blue tone of color that it possessed, it was still warm to the touch though. Satisfied with the achievement, he took a step back out of the circle and to his classmates.

Only time would tell now who it would choose!

Well, this guy certainly looked confident. Josiah wondered idly if he realized that he could die in this competition. Looking at all the contestants dropping their names in, he wondered if any of them had really realized it yet. Oh, well. It wasn't his problem whether they were dead or alive, was it?

Mrs. Weasley · 09-05-2010, 05:28 AM

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Originally Posted by Nikolai Ognian

Nikolai did not want to be the first, nor did he want to be the last of the students from the visiting schools to place his name in the Goblet of Fire. It was no surprise, to him, when Vlad put his name inside the Goblet first, beating out the boy in green Hogwarts robes by mere seconds. He smirked, just knowing that, once again, Durmstrang came in first. Beating Beauxbatons with their entrance, now beating Howgarts with entering the Tournament.

Soon, Durmstrang would be coming out on top for the third time when the Triwizard cup went home with them.

He stood right behind the growing crowd knowing full well that he was not only old enough to enter, but he was going to enter. He hadn't travelled all the way to Hogwarts for nothing. Of course, even of he wasn't selected as one of the champions, the trip still wouldn't have been for nothing. He had met a number of people already, and, they had all met him.

With a clearing of his throat, to let everyone know he was present, Nikolai made his way through the crowd stopping just short of the age line. Pulling out a piece of parchment the same color as his blood red robes, he took the last step needed to cross the line. Quickly glancing over his shoulder at the crowd, he grinned at the ladies gathered before facing the Goblet once more and giving the parchment in his hand a flick. He stood there motionless as he watched the flames engulf the parchment, and only when the blood red was no longer visible did he step back, re-crossing the age line. With another grin to the ladies, he made his way back to the spot behind the crowd he was previously. The view was much better from back there.

Now. Where were the BeauxbaBLAH students?

Sidney walks up through the kitchen door to the Entrance Hall. She cannot believe she could have forgotten her camera. Sidney had promised her brothers and sister she would take pictures of everything that happened during the Triwizard Tournament. Harry particularly is so green with envy. Why couldn't the Academy of Dramatic Arts host the Triwizard Tournament? I really enjoyed rubbing it in when I wrote him. I felt bad when he sent me three of his precious writing pads and special pencils. Harry has never shared his art supplies with any of us. Unfortunately, the best I can do is take some photographs. My drawing abilities are still horrible even with the magical pencils. Sidney rushes to the center of the Entrance Hall where the Goblet of Fire is on display. She makes it just in time to snap a shot of one of the student's paper disappearing in the blue-white flames. They briefly turn red and emit sparks. Sidney takes a few more shots of the Goblet and the age line.

In addition to Harry interest in the Triwizard Tournament, he has challanged his sister to try and figure out how she can out smart the age line and put her name in the goblet. Trying to trick the Age Line is only half the battle. The Goblet can probably detect if the witch or wizard submitting his or her name is underage. To be more specific, Harry wants Sidney to figure out how Barty Crouch, Jr. cofounded the Goblet of Fire during the last Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts. Not one to pass up a challange, she accepts. Sidney figures it will be fun to work with Harry for a change. She has no intentions of trying anything out on the cup. Sidney is only a third year. It would be suicide to try and compete against seventh years. Not to mention, Professor Tate would have a mooncalf if she did something so stupid as get herself killed. Barty Crouch confessed in volume five of the The Life of Harry Potter that he used the Confundus Charm on the Goblet. I wonder if he used some other charms as well. Could confusing the goblet be enough to force it to select a champion from a fourth school?

Sidney makes her way through the crowd when she almost runs into the guy from Drumstrung- the one who had all the older girls at Hufflepuff table falling all over him. She places her camera in position to take the Drumstrung's photograph when her face starts getting very hot. Sidney can't help herself. She starts blushing. I never noticed how cut he is for a boy I mean. Sidney lowers her camera and stares at him. Butterflies start fluttering around in her stomach. You know it would be rude to just snap his picture. He is a guest here at Hogwarts, and we're suppose to show the Drumstrung and Beaubaton students that we know how to act properly. Sidney puts her camera over her shoulder and walks over to the guy. "Hello, I'm... I'm..m..m... Would you mind if I took a photograph of you?" Sidney's mind has turned to mush.

PattyH. · 09-05-2010, 05:37 AM

Patroclus walked into the Great Hall, the room full of students there not for food but to watch the Goblet of Fire.
It was just a flaming cup…..OK so it was pretty cool. As he moved through the people to get to a good vantage point, Patroclus played with his new school jumper, rolling the sleeves, un rolling the sleeves, tucking in one half of his shirt, untucking. He didn’t know why he was doing it, but he was a fourth year now so, he had to look cool!
Looking up from his jumper, Patroclus marvelled at the procession that was the arrival of the Beauxbatons Students. The blue of their uniforms seemed to put the dark Hogwarts ones to shame. But what was more catching was the two French beauties that walked in front of the boys.

LilFox06 · 09-05-2010, 05:43 AM

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Originally Posted by PattyH.

Patroclus walked into the Great Hall, the room full of students there not for food but to watch the Goblet of Fire.
It was just a flaming cup…..OK so it was pretty cool. As he moved through the people to get to a good vantage point, Patroclus played with his new school jumper, rolling the sleeves, un rolling the sleeves, tucking in one half of his shirt, untucking. He didn’t know why he was doing it, but he was a fourth year now so, he had to look cool!
Looking up from his jumper, Patroclus marvelled at the procession that was the arrival of the Beauxbatons Students. The blue of their uniforms seemed to put the dark Hogwarts ones to shame. But what was more catching was the two French beauties that walked in front of the boys.

Carter approached the entrance hall eager to get into the Great Hall and eat. It seemed there was already a crowd waiting to do just that. He spotted Patroclus and went over to join him. "Hey Patroclus, how's it..."

But he never finished his thought. He found out what the crowd was for. It was for the French girls!

Ohhhh la la.

"What do you think are the chances that I could learn enough French to impress them by the end of the term?" he asked watching as they put their names in the cup that was on fire.

Ohhhh... was that what they meant by 'Goblet of Fire.'

Destiny · 09-05-2010, 05:54 AM

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Originally Posted by Noel Laurent

So this was it. The moment of truth! Sorta. Following behind the two girls and Jermaine, Noel kept his eyes on the blue flames of the goblet, willing the butterflies in his stomach to leave him alone.

Regardless of the nerves he was feeling, it was alllll confidence on the outside. Head held high, a nice serene smile on his face, uniform was wrinkle free, hair was perfect as usual, a random wink to the young lady that asked him about potatoes at the opening feast, and blue eyes on the prize! Or in this case, it was still the goblet. Holding the small parchment in hand, Noel stopped just outside the age line and waited for the others to place their names in first, his smile becoming slightly larger as each of his friends placed their names in. And now, it was his turn.

Taking a step forward towards the goblet, he raised his hand and placed the small parchment with his name and school written on in it into the blue flames. Hmm, the flames were much cooler then he had expected. Even having the icy blue tone of color that it possessed, it was still warm to the touch though. Satisfied with the achievement, he took a step back out of the circle and to his classmates.

Only time would tell now who it would choose!

SWEET MERLIN!

Did anyone see that?

Did they? Huh, huh, HUUUUUUUH?

He, the Beauxbatons guy whose name she had totally forgot, had WINKED! Not only did he wink, he had winked at HER! HER! Destiny! Grinning stupidly, she gave the ~~MAN~~ Beauxbatons student a wave, continuing to wave even as he looked away. She swore if the flames in the cup singed his fingers off, she would cross that age-line and aguamenti them until they were no more!

Even if it did mean turning into a bird like that one boy.

Only when his name was placed inside the Goblet, did Destiny stop her waving. Hehehehehe. Maybe he would wink again, when he made his way back?

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Originally Posted by criminalmindsgirl

"Well... I guess I just thought the name was self-explanatory," Sam said with a smile. Well, he knew what she was thinking, he guessed. "Sam," he introduced himself. "I take it you're not entering, then?" Was she even old enough?

Self-explanatory, right.

Still, Destiny thought it was a stupid thing to do, putting one's name in a giant cup of flames. "I know, but, couldn't they have used something else?" Something that didn't have fire in it? Like that Beauxbaton guy's shoe. Yeah, she'd put her name in that!

Hehehehe.

"I'm not old enough to enter. And even if I was, I wouldn't put my name in the Goblet unless I had one of those grabber poles. I don't want my hand burned off." Oh, and then the very awkward, for Destiny at least, art of introductions. She stuck out her unburned hand, "The name is Shepard. Destiny Shepard."

criminalmindsgirl · 09-05-2010, 06:01 AM

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Originally Posted by Destiny

SWEET MERLIN!

Did anyone see that?

Did they? Huh, huh, HUUUUUUUH?

He, the Beauxbatons guy whose name she had totally forgot, had WINKED! Not only did he wink, he had winked at HER! HER! Destiny! Grinning stupidly, she gave the ~~MAN~~ Beauxbatons student a wave, continuing to wave even as he looked away. She swore if the flames in the cup singed his fingers off, she would cross that age-line and aguamenti them until they were no more!

Even if it did mean turning into a bird like that one boy.

Only when his name was placed inside the Goblet, did Destiny stop her waving. Hehehehehe. Maybe he would wink again, when he made his way back?

Self-explanatory, right.

Still, Destiny thought it was a stupid thing to do, putting one's name in a giant cup of flames. "I know, but, couldn't they have used something else?" Something that didn't have fire in it? Like that Beauxbaton guy's shoe. Yeah, she'd put her name in that!

Hehehehe.

"I'm not old enough to enter. And even if I was, I wouldn't put my name in the Goblet unless I had one of those grabber poles. I don't want my hand burned off." Oh, and then the very awkward, for Destiny at least, art of introductions. She stuck out her unburned hand, "The name is Shepard. Destiny Shepard."

"I feel the same. About the not-entering-even-if-I-was-old-enough thing, that is." He took her outstretched hand and shook it. "Well, if we're going to be formal, I'm Samuel Giovanni Quinn. But," he said with a grin, "you can still just call me Sam." He approved of this girl already. She was funny, although he had the vague feeling that she wasn't trying to be. He liked her anyway. "Wait..." he said, realizing what she'd mentioned earlier. "Grabber pole?"

PattyH. · 09-05-2010, 06:07 AM

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Originally Posted by LilFox06

Carter approached the entrance hall eager to get into the Great Hall and eat. It seemed there was already a crowd waiting to do just that. He spotted Patroclus and went over to join him. "Hey Patroclus, how's it..."

But he never finished his thought. He found out what the crowd was for. It was for the French girls!

Ohhhh la la.

"What do you think are the chances that I could learn enough French to impress them by the end of the term?" he asked watching as they put their names in the cup that was on fire.

Ohhhh... was that what they meant by 'Goblet of Fire.'

"Hey Carter," Patroclus smiled, he was now more than happy to be seen with his fellow fox again, considering the love-sickness was over.

"I would offer to teach you, but then you would wreck my chance with the ladies" Patroclus putting on a deep voice on the last word, and ckicking his fingers.

The frenchies were getting some serious attention, the guys were starring at the girls, and girls were starring at the guys. It seemed there was going to be quite a few broken hearts come the end of term.

"I wonder who our champions will be?" Patroclus asked Carter, as he watched the last Beauxbatons boy add his name.

Destiny · 09-05-2010, 06:31 AM

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Originally Posted by criminalmindsgirl

"I feel the same. About the not-entering-even-if-I-was-old-enough thing, that is." He took her outstretched hand and shook it. "Well, if we're going to be formal, I'm Samuel Giovanni Quinn. But," he said with a grin, "you can still just call me Sam." He approved of this girl already. She was funny, although he had the vague feeling that she wasn't trying to be. He liked her anyway. "Wait..." he said, realizing what she'd mentioned earlier. "Grabber pole?"

Destiny was pretty sure they had different reasons for not wanting to enter; hers being for the safety of her hand. Imagine, not even knowing if you are going to be one of the champions and already getting hurt! "You mean, you wouldn't want to be a champion?" she asked, dropping her hand to her side after shaking Sam's hand. No, not Sam's hand, Samuel Giovanni Quinn's hand. Oi, that was a mouthful, and she was glad she was allowed to call him Sam. "Sam it is then!" she smiled. So easy!

Just about to look around for that Beauxbaton guy, she stopped as Sam asked about the grabber pole. She laughed, "It's a pole that people use to grab things that are in high places. Usually lazy people use them."

Lazy like her Grandmother!

criminalmindsgirl · 09-05-2010, 06:55 AM

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Originally Posted by Destiny

Destiny was pretty sure they had different reasons for not wanting to enter; hers being for the safety of her hand. Imagine, not even knowing if you are going to be one of the champions and already getting hurt! "You mean, you wouldn't want to be a champion?" she asked, dropping her hand to her side after shaking Sam's hand. No, not Sam's hand, Samuel Giovanni Quinn's hand. Oi, that was a mouthful, and she was glad she was allowed to call him Sam. "Sam it is then!" she smiled. So easy!

Just about to look around for that Beauxbaton guy, she stopped as Sam asked about the grabber pole. She laughed, "It's a pole that people use to grab things that are in high places. Usually lazy people use them."

Lazy like her Grandmother!

"I don't think the champion life is the life for me," Sam said, shaking his head. "Too much pressure. You always have something to live up to." He shook his head again as Destiny explained these grabber poles. "You mean they don't just... magic them down to where they can reach them?" Sam asked. "Well, I suppose Muggles couldn't do that. But don't they have those contraptions that you can climb to reach things?" Honestly this grabber pole business sounded a little scary. Probably because he was imagining a giant hand that just kept grabbing and grabbing... Oh, the things that came out of Sam's imagination.

Lockhartian · 09-05-2010, 07:47 AM

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Originally Posted by grangerfan8

Her eyes danced back over to the line where the boy stood in one of the new professor's grip. She had almost missed the step that Treyen had taken until she realized that he seemed closer to the line than before. "You'll lose your legs.." She cautioned in a low tone so the professor wouldn't hear.

She may have wanted Treyen to cross the line so she could ask him how it felt. Maybe.

Mmhmmm. He'd been mesmerized by that tiny line of chalk and was still...staring at it...

...until...

...Arya! "What? Lose my legs?" he asked, shaking his head as he forgot about the chalky line, "Where? When? How do you know?" he was now...concerned. He was totally thinking Arya had a vision and knew he was going to lose his legs eventually.

Yes, worried and concerned this boy was.

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Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos

Insane, eh? Like how? That really sounded quite interesting - er, maybe he shouldn't think like that. For all he knows, she could read minds. O_o
What did she mean uncomfortable...? Why did she say it like that?!?

Oh, WOW. She really can be quite scary. He had half a mind to be difficult and act like this was a regular small talk conversation, saying something along the lines of, 'And you are?'. But no. Not after she gave him that look. It seems that he was in enough trouble already. Darn his curiousity.

50 words?!? Points?!? Oh, darn. If he lost Slytherin points nobody would talk to him. Especially not Monty. Ooohhh noooo, he really didn't think this through.

BAH! TIME LIMITS? OMGOMGOMGOMG.

He broke down.

Dropping to his knees, he was at her feet. "I'M SORRY! I WAS JUST CURIOUS! I wanted to know what would happen, I thought maybe I would grow a beard or age permanently. Although, it seems nothing much has happened. Why the age restrictions, Professor, WHY?!? It only makes me CURIOUS! BUT I DON'T WANT TO LOSE HOUSE POINTS PLEASE DON'T HURT MEEEEE!" He wasn't counting his words, but the way he was rambling he was willing to bet it was more than 50. On the bright side, since he was going so fast there was no doubt it was under thirty seconds.

But as he stared up at the professor he noticed that he seemed to be getting shorter? Or he was shrinking? What was happening?

Unaware of it, Jimbo seemed to be getting...well, fluffier. Feathery. His legs got shorter, getting skinny, growing talons. His arms grew feathers - everything grew feathers. Green feathers. His mouth and nose protruded into a long black beak. When the process was complete, there lay a green bird staring up at Professor Saylen among a pool of Slytherin robes - wearing Jimbo's tie.

Blink. Blink.

Blink.

Did the boy just fly away?

"That's got to be the best way to get out of trouble that I've ever seen!" he exclaimed, to no one in particular. Actually, that's the only time he'd seen anyone get out of trouble. "AH-mazing" he said, with a wide smile...

...scary, because he didn't approve of people turning into animals...but he still smiled at the way the boy got out trouble...

...and was still concerned about his legs.

Destiny · 09-05-2010, 08:03 AM

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Originally Posted by criminalmindsgirl

"I don't think the champion life is the life for me," Sam said, shaking his head. "Too much pressure. You always have something to live up to." He shook his head again as Destiny explained these grabber poles. "You mean they don't just... magic them down to where they can reach them?" Sam asked. "Well, I suppose Muggles couldn't do that. But don't they have those contraptions that you can climb to reach things?" Honestly this grabber pole business sounded a little scary. Probably because he was imagining a giant hand that just kept grabbing and grabbing... Oh, the things that came out of Sam's imagination.

Mehhh, Destiny supposed Sam was right. Even though it would be really, really cool to be a champion, she wouldn't want people telling her to act like one. She doubted champions went around hoping in bushes trying to scare people. "The life of a champion..must SUCK!" Boring! Plus, being a champion would require physical strength, and, well, Destiny had none of that.

"I suppose they could use magic, but what about underage wizards? Parents don't like when you start climbing on tables to reach the cookie jar." Destiny learned that the hard way. Who knew having shoes on the table was considered bad luck? Talk about muggles..she didn't know all that much about them, just that the telliewission was the coolest thing EVER! Plus, she had only went to Muggle Studies class to bother Professor Lawson, and now that he wasn't there anymore.. "I think I know what you are talking about. They are like stairs, but..not."

Nixy! · 09-05-2010, 09:50 AM

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

No?
Maya merely narrowed her eyes at the boy. He might have felt the full impact of the charm had he not been pulled away. "That's good to know. I've heard people can go insane after being exposed to something...like that. The tingling feeling...can get a bit...uncomfortabe after a while." Yeah? Did the boy want to find out if that was true or not?

A transparent foot, however fascinating, was probably best utilized when one could see it. Though now it seemed the charm was wearing off. Good thing for him.

She turned her head a bit, glancing at the age line crosser like a bird -- with one eye towards him. "Benjamin James Farley." A glance towards his House badge now, "Slytherin." See, that house name was easy for her mexican tounge to say. "Explain why you decided to try your luck in 50 words, unless you want me to take points."

Oh and he had "30 seconds." Startiiiiiiiiiing...................... NOW.

Iris watched the professor as she said that the tingling can get uncomfortable.... and as she told him to explain, or lose points.

And ... in 30 seconds.

Remind Iris to NEVER get on the wrong side of this teacher, mmkay?

The girl looked at Jimbo, with a small glare that said "lose us points and I'll shave your hair off in your sleep."

Which was probably a bit harsh...

But he'd deserve it.

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Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos

Insane, eh? Like how? That really sounded quite interesting - er, maybe he shouldn't think like that. For all he knows, she could read minds. O_o
What did she mean uncomfortable...? Why did she say it like that?!?

Oh, WOW. She really can be quite scary. He had half a mind to be difficult and act like this was a regular small talk conversation, saying something along the lines of, 'And you are?'. But no. Not after she gave him that look. It seems that he was in enough trouble already. Darn his curiousity.

50 words?!? Points?!? Oh, darn. If he lost Slytherin points nobody would talk to him. Especially not Monty. Ooohhh noooo, he really didn't think this through.

BAH! TIME LIMITS? OMGOMGOMGOMG.

He broke down.

Dropping to his knees, he was at her feet. "I'M SORRY! I WAS JUST CURIOUS! I wanted to know what would happen, I thought maybe I would grow a beard or age permanently. Although, it seems nothing much has happened. Why the age restrictions, Professor, WHY?!? It only makes me CURIOUS! BUT I DON'T WANT TO LOSE HOUSE POINTS PLEASE DON'T HURT MEEEEE!" He wasn't counting his words, but the way he was rambling he was willing to bet it was more than 50. On the bright side, since he was going so fast there was no doubt it was under thirty seconds.

But as he stared up at the professor he noticed that he seemed to be getting shorter? Or he was shrinking? What was happening?

Unaware of it, Jimbo seemed to be getting...well, fluffier. Feathery. His legs got shorter, getting skinny, growing talons. His arms grew feathers - everything grew feathers. Green feathers. His mouth and nose protruded into a long black beak. When the process was complete, there lay a green bird staring up at Professor Saylen among a pool of Slytherin robes - wearing Jimbo's tie.

The girl watched Jimbo with her arms crossed as he practically BEGGED the teacher... Kid was actually mental.

Well, at least it was more than 50 words.

And in about 20 seconds.

Jimbo's explaination FOR THE WIN. Hehe.

"Uh..." Okay, what the heck was she meant to say to the fact that Jimbo seemed to be getting SMALLER. Iris watched her friend as he started to grow FEATHERS. What on Earth?!

O______________O ...

...

Watching Jimbo turn into a bird was simply FREAKY. And that beak was incredibly long and pointy.

O_O ... Jimbo, don't you dare come and poke me with your beak, her eyes seemed to warn.

Iris looked from the little green bird on the ground, to the professor and back again.

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

Not so excited now, are you?
Her eyebrow rose as Mister Benjamin James Farley seemed to be feeling all kinds of things... Maya was hoping for some panic. That might teach him to think things twice-

WHAT is he doing now?
Sigh. She didn't understand what he was saying...and that was really more than 50 words, wasn't it. Not that Maya had been serious about that part...or the 30 seconds either. But whoa, she had to hand it to him -- he did stick to the time limit.

Maya didn't actually know what else the boy would experience besides the weird transformation of his foot. She had been...hoping, for the good of the boy, that nothing else was going to happen -- that she got him out on time.

But...it was pretty obvious by the time she was looking down at the green bird, that she had not. Sigh.

Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. "This...is ridiculous." She turned to look around the room. "Who does this bird belong-" Eh. It had been a boy. "Just make sure he doesn't get eaten up by a cat." She spoke to no one in particular. Maybe his friends could help him, or he'd manage to flutter off for help aaaaaaaaaall by himself.

She caught sight of another boy, sitting down with a silly face. What was HE looking so happy about?

Maya stepped over the bird and robes and regarded the boy on the bench. "You." Pursing of lips. "You find this amusing?" Oh, he'd better not answer with a positive word.

"Maybe you'd like to join him?" Hmmmm?

Iris looked at the Professor as she begun to ask who the bird belonged to. And then her eyes got wiiiiiiide when the lady said something about Birdy!Jimbo being eaten by a cat.

OOOOOH NOOOO! That was bad. Jimbo COULDN'T get eaten by a CAT.

Okay, the teacher was telling someone else off now. Iris looked to Leilani and smirked. Then she crouched down and scooped the bird up. As she stood up, Iris held Birdy!Jimbo at face level

"Y'know Jimbo... I've always wanted a pet bird. Maybe we'll just keep you like this." Hehehe. Iris petted Birdy!Jimbo's head. GRIIIIN. Iris faced Leilani, glancing back down at Jimbo's robes on the floor. "So Leilani, Shall we keep him like this for a while, take him to Lafay or take him to Kingsley?" Because... Lafay was their HoH. Kingsley was the Transfiguration teacher, and would be able to change him back.

**Nikolai Ognian** · 09-05-2010, 10:00 AM

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Originally Posted by Gryffindorgurl

Amber was still as bored as ever, but this was better than going to the library and *shudder* studying. She watched as yet another student had put his name into the goblet. But unlike the other students, this one seemed... expectant. It was like he was just waiting for everyone to crowd around him and beg for recognition. And that was only from his expression. Amber immediately bent over and started to fumble in her messenger bag by her feet. After a few moments of looking through the never-ending contents, she pulled out a quill and a piece of parchment. She wrote down on it in her cute little handwriting:

Amber Kahney
Hogwarts

She stood up, slowly and dramatically walking up to the age line. She took a deep breath, then stepped over. Her breath came out as a sigh of relief and, taking one last glance at the paper, threw it into the flames that soon engulfed it. She smile triumphantly, stepping back across the line and to her messenger bag. She gave the boy across the hall a "Ha, ha!" look as she did so, smiling.

With his hands held behind his back, Nikolai patiently waited to see who would be the next person to put their name in the Goblet of Fire. Who was he kidding? He didn't care who else put their name in, all that he cared about was the names that would come out; his being one of them. Why wouldn't the Goblet pick him to represent Durmstrang? It'd be crazy not to.

Glancing to the Hall entrance, for any sign of BeauxbaBLAH blue, he noticed a girl giving him a look. Not only was she giving him a look, she was smiling, too. Well, he knew he was good looking, she didn't have to stare at him. With a quick wink in her direction, because he knew that's what she was waiting for, he once again glanced to the doors.

BeauxbaBLAH's must have been scared.

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Originally Posted by Mrs. Weasley

Sidney makes her way through the crowd when she almost runs into the guy from Drumstrung- the one who had all the older girls at Hufflepuff table falling all over him. She places her camera in position to take the Drumstrung's photograph when her face starts getting very hot. Sidney can't help herself. She starts blushing. I never noticed how cut he is for a boy I mean. Sidney lowers her camera and stares at him. Butterflies start fluttering around in her stomach. You know it would be rude to just snap his picture. He is a guest here at Hogwarts, and we're suppose to show the Drumstrung and Beaubaton students that we know how to act properly. Sidney puts her camera over her shoulder and walks over to the guy. "Hello, I'm... I'm..m..m... Would you mind if I took a photograph of you?" Sidney's mind has turned to mush.

Erm.

Hogwarts was going to take a lot of getting used to, Nikolai decided. No one in Durmstrang almost walked into him, but really, could the Hogvartians be blamed for wanting to touch him? No, of course not. It wasn't his fault, either. He couldn't help the fact that he was so good looking and all the girls wanted to be near him. Even the younger ones it appeared.

Grinning at the girls sudden blush, he eyed the camera that she was holding. Oh, it was getting better and better. Soon, he had a feeling, people would be going up to him asking him to sign their books, parchments and kneazles. He glanced around the Hall before looking back down at the girl and pointing to himself, "You vant to take my picture?" he asked, knowing full well she did. Like she would be talking to anyone else. "Is this for the school paper or something?"

Too distracted by the girl and the camera, Nikolai had missed the entrance of the Beauxbaton students. Didn't matter anyway, they weren't the ones getting their picture taken.

Eli Jarod · 09-05-2010, 11:33 AM

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

She caught sight of another boy, sitting down with a silly face. What was HE looking so happy about?

Maya stepped over the bird and robes and regarded the boy on the bench. "You." Pursing of lips. "You find this amusing?" Oh, he'd better not answer with a positive word.

"Maybe you'd like to join him?" Hmmmm?

Well, THAT had been disappointing. Eli had expected something Incredible to happen- a beard, shooting the kid out of the circle, something, ANYTHING more than what happened. He watched the heavy-handed professor snarl at some other kid and shook his head.

He contemplated asking the professor about the magic of the age line and then changed his mind. he'd probably lose points if he did. He would ask someone else, like Professor Vindictus, later.

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She counted twenty steps before stopping, holding the cane parallel to herself when she did. Ari could hear people moving and breathing, and a few people talking. She could feel the heat from the goblet, even though she stood a good five feet away, she estimated. The age line was somewhere near, but she knew she had not crossed it. She angled her face up, fully facing the goblet.

Eli saw a familiar cane and then glanced up to see someone familiar. "Hey!" he grinned, stepping toward her. "Adrienne, right? It's Eli, from last year. Are you going to put your name in the cup?"

Ameh · 09-05-2010, 11:42 AM

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Originally Posted by hermygirl

Nia resisted a smirk. That was totally a hint of a blush in Raiden's cheeks. She rubbed her lips together, both to moisten them and disguise the fact that she'd noticed. It'd only ever been her with the warm cheeks previously. It felt a nice change, in many ways.

"Really?" Nia questioned with a raised eyebrow. Since joining him she'd noticed several others nearby that he'd been talking to. That was quite apart from all the Slytherins and people from lessons. "I'd be tempted to disagree," she said with a definite nod and glance round the room. He probably knew it too. Ever the modest one. "I'm the unknown one around here." Except from her 'Claw teamies. Mayyybe she should have said something at breakfast to Ellie or JD, for a bit of moral support when she started doubting her spontaneity. She really needed to owl Becca with the latest updates too, as she'd promised.

She fiddled with a small stud earring in the shape of a spiral, turning it between her fingers. "It does, it does," she murmured, momentarily lost in thought about the type of magic involved. What would it decide about her? She watched the flames as others put their names in. "It weird that what one might think of as an inanimate object will seal our fate." Or in Nia's case, make the decision of whether her term would be as exciting as trying to win the Quidditch Cup.

"It was?" Nia said, tilting her head to the side and intrigued by his words and laugh. Her fringe fell across her face, and she neatly tucked it behind her ear as she finally stopping playing with her earring. It sounded like there was another meaning in those words, and she looked slightly puzzled. Was he testing her with a riddle? She was good with practical thinking and logic, but she wasn't exactly Sherlock Holmes.

"I'm guessing something medical?" she asked softly. It probably wasn't her place to ask, especially something personal like one's health. "It good you've had the choice. And even better you decided to grab it," she said with a grin. "The worse bit is just going to be in the waiting."

When the conversation went off about pompoms and the like, Raiden very quietly tuned out. It really wasn't his fault. He just... was not interested in pompoms, talking or not. They weren't that engaging and he wasn't considering shaking any around. Sorry Kellen Stern.

"You're being difficult," he chided playfully, crossing his arms. "People know who you are. I know who you are."

He said this like it really mattered, which... it did. At least to him.

His eyes turned to the Goblet again, and he bit the his lip again. The way she put it... Merlin, that sounded a bit terrifying. "Inanimate objects have done stranger things, I guess. I dunno. It's... weird and a bit scary, when you put it like that."

Mmmm. The adrenaline thing. Raiden nodded and tapped his chest, as if this was all that was needed to explain it. For a handful of people, it would have been, but... well. Not many people knew about it, did they. Especially since it wasn't a real problem anymore...

"My heart. When I was born, there were... a lot of problems with it. For a long time, I couldn't handle a lot of stuff... being surprised, being scared, stuff like that." Half-smiling, he shrugged and wrinkled his nose. "It was like, to the point where I could have died from it. But over the past few years, it's gotten a lot better. They told me it's not even a problem anymore."

He gestured to the Goblet.

"Obviously it's not, I mean I put my name in there didn't I. But my mum was even against me trying out Quidditch, because of it." He was probably oversharing, and there was a belated thought that she was probably going to look at him funny over it, but he hadn't thought about that. "I think I can handle waiting. As long as it's not for too long."

Pause.

He leaned closer to her.

"Don't tell anyone about that?" Not that it would be a bad thing for people to know, and Merlin knew it might be common knowledge for some. But he didn't need the whole 'Raiden could have died without being an idiot' thing going around.

Kaitlyn · 09-05-2010, 01:55 PM

Swoosh.

When Liz entered the room, she stopped and took on a composed and polite expression. Most of the people in the room were older than her, so she didn't want them to think her childish. No, no, not at all.

She looked over the many heads and saw... the Goblet! Oo, there it was! Liz had to really try not to jump up and down.

"Pam! There it is! Let's go!" Her face was contorted with hyper excitement as she walked, with great posture, up to the Goblet, tugging Pam along.

Liz took it all in once the reached it. A white chalk line was drawn around the table that was host to the Goblet itself. It wasn't the shining bejewled gold that she had imagined, in fact, it looked quite old. That was even better! What was fascinating was the gentle fire spitting out of the brim. It was green, blue, and purple, all at the same time. It was hypnotizing, and Liz found herself gazing intently at it.

She voiced her thoughts to Pam, "It's not what I imagined, really. I think it kinda takes on a... wise, majestic look, you know? Isn't that fire cool? I've never seen anything like it!" Her eyes traveled down until they reached the chalk line, "What do you think would happen if we crossed that line?" she asked, pointing to it. Liz wasn't up for trying, no, she was rather cautious, but she wanted to see someone do it. Preferably not from her own house, because that could get points taken away.

Gryffindorgurl · 09-05-2010, 01:57 PM

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Originally Posted by Nikolai Ognian

With his hands held behind his back, Nikolai patiently waited to see who would be the next person to put their name in the Goblet of Fire. Who was he kidding? He didn't care who else put their name in, all that he cared about was the names that would come out; his being one of them. Why wouldn't the Goblet pick him to represent Durmstrang? It'd be crazy not to.

Glancing to the Hall entrance, for any sign of BeauxbaBLAH blue, he noticed a girl giving him a look. Not only was she giving him a look, she was smiling, too. Well, he knew he was good looking, she didn't have to stare at him. With a quick wink in her direction, because he knew that's what she was waiting for, he once again glanced to the doors.

BeauxbaBLAH's must have been scared.

Amber frowned. This was not the reaction she'd been hoping for. She glared at him, folding her arms across her chest and turning so she didn't have to look at him. She was sick of this kid already! Stuck up show-off, that's what he was.

Amber frowned. Was this girl really trying to take a picture of him? Next he'll be expecting autographs and screaming fan-girls.

*snort*

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