BANG!

BANG!

Headmaster Zitnik hammered his heavy walking stick twice on the stone floors of Hogwarts Castle and the sound echoed loudly as the doors slowly creaked open to reveal the visitors from Durmstrang Institute.

Silver haired and wearing blood-red robes fastened with an ornate silver clasp, Zitnik kept a stoic look on his face as he took the first few steps into the Great Hall.

His heavy boots made a loud clicking noise as he took each step and his great staff thunked on the floor to his left. Eyes forward, he glanced at none of the students who were flanking the aisle. He raised his right hand and gave it a great flourish. Sparks seemed to fly from his fingertips and into the air behind him.

But they weren't sparks at all.

Red, silver, and gold sparkling stars began to rain down from the enchanted sky.

Headmaster Zitnik stopped ten feet short of the dias and dipped his head in a respectful nod towards Headmaster Tate.

"Thank you for your most hospitable invitation, Headmaster Tate," he said in a low, yet strong voice that could be heard throughout the Great Hall.

Zitnik stepped to one side and struck the floor one last time with his staff.

BANG!

The stars suddenly swirled around and burst into a bright sparkling light near the doorway. The sparkling multi-colored light slowly faded to reveal the champions from Durmstrang.

As soon as his Headmaster had entered, Vlad took that as his cue to show off. As though being shot from a cannon, the young man somersaulted into the air and swung as though on an invisible trapeze. He'd been perfecting this move, admittedly... and now, he'd pulled it off perfectly.

Going into another midair flip, Vladimir Petrov made a graceful landing in the aisle, behind Sput- errr... Zitnik, and held his wand up high. From it there burst an emerald green and silver figure, almost like a patronus, but not. It was in the shape of a serpent.

The fact that he'd pulled everything off perfectly didn't seem to register to Vlad... he just looked straight ahead as he strolled, holding his serpent, almost parade float up high with magic.

And he continued scowling.

That's right, girls... swoon.

Danika was...well, she'd been waiting for this for quite some time now, and was both amazingly unsteady and entirely calm at the same time. It was an easy thing to do when you went to school at the Durmstrang Institute.

She knew what her cue was, and as soon as the starts fell from the sky and Headmaster Zitnik was way into whichever room Hogwarts was receiving them, Vladimir went first almost flying through the air, she was taking the floor (and a bit of the air as well) as she entered the Hall there were turns and flips like a professional gymnast which reflected the well-balanced students of the north.

After two upside down jumps, a twirl on one foot, and a flying stunt between the falling starts, the girl landed gracefully to Vladimir's side. The smirk on her face was proof that all the acrobatics stunts were done as perfect as she'd ever done them.

Her dark red hair matched perfectly with the context and her robes, and her dark gray eyes eyed the room as she flicked her wand. As soon as the movement was done, sparks flew out of it revealing a real-size lion, it almost seemed like the constellation itself if it wasn't for the fact that the sparkling lion was moving. It was rather unsettling seeing the lion move in front of her elegant stance.

Danika smiled, and the lion appeared to be looking at one of the tables placed in the room.

Yes, she was finally here.

With the final tap of the Headmaster's walking stick, Nikolai was off. Following suit, right behind his fellow schoolmates, he too looked like he was being shot from a cannon. Somersaulting his way through the air, he managed to give a few lucky ladies a wink as he passed, no doubt, they were deemed worthy of a Nikolai wink.

He'd be looking for them later on.

With only one somersault, as he didn't want his hair messed up, he landed perfectly in the aisle right behind the Headmaster. As his final act, he gave his wrist a flick and pointed his wand towards the ceiling, emitting a rather large, yellow and black badger, showing off his Hufflepuff pride.

That's right Hufflepuffs, you just got yourself a new roommate.

Sandra watched the stars fall before she turned her attention back to her Headmaster and classmates. Two of which had already taken flight. Taking a few quick steps she was quickly following behind them both; somersaulting through the air, albeit much more graceful than her male tovarisch. This was not her first time flipping, and it was obvious as she twirled and twisted in the air.

With one last flip, she landed gracefully on her toes and began to strut down the aisle; behind the other two, and beside Nikolai. He was a worthy strutting partner.

Giving her wand a lazy upward flick, emitting a large bronze eagle. The eagle flew as graceful as she walked over her head. Sandra didn't glance at any of the students as she made her way to one of the lucky tables.

Lucky cause she had chosen to sit with them.

Jozef watched proudly as his Durmstrang students performed what he believed to be simple magic. Dazzling the crowd was the effect he wanted versus trying to scare them.

He raised his walking stick and pounded the floor twice. It was a signal that the Durmstrang entrance had ended.

BANG!

BANG!

The last of the multi-colored lights faded away and Headmaster Zitnik made his way to the Staff Table.

With an eyebrow raise, Maximillienne Enzo watched Zitnik headed towards the staff table, rubbing her ears in the process. He always had to be so loud. Her delicate ears...

With the announcement of her name and her school, Enzo perked up and put on her beautiful smile. With a clap of her hands, she signaled for her students to head in before her. She knew that the Hogwarts students would be entranced by her students looks. Ha, she wouldn't loud noise to get attention.

Monique entered the castle behind the Headmistress. Everything she heard was true - this place really did look like a dungeon. She shivered slightly as she waited in the Entrance Hall for their turn. It wasn't even winter and the castle was freezing. It was a good thing she packed so many coats. She watched as the attractive Durmstrang boys did their thing. And boy were they attractive. They didn't quite make anything like them in France. Accompanying them were two not-so-attractive girls. No competition. That was a good sign.

Now it was their turn. They weren't so much for showmanship. Their looks spoke for them. And if there was one thing that Monique prided herself in, it was her looks. She stepped in front of the Headmistress then gave Noel and Jermaine a quick smile. She nodded to Brielle, who was going to walk alongside her.

Then she started down the hall. Their food hall was huge! The British must eat a lot. Her hips swayed as she strutted down the hall. She stopped in the middle and ran a hand through her hair. She then flashed a brilliant smile and blew a kiss in the direction of the Slytherin house. She continued the walk until she found herself at the appropriate table.

... Right under the banner of a snake ... Gross.

With a shrug of her shoulders Brielle poised herself, she was ready to walk into the Hogwarts Great Hall, and get what she was sure to be a very interesting year off to a gorgeous start.

The booming voice of the Drumstrang Headmaster echoed through into the Entrance chamber and with a nod to Monique beside her, Brielle began to walk....well sashay as it were. Her hair was back in the traditional pony tail of the Beauxbaton style, it flicked from side to side as she stepped out her entrance. Her blue satin uniform shimmered in the fire light of the supposed Great Hall. It was an awe inspiring building this school, but it lacked the finess that she was use too. It visually appealing, but not her taste.

With her rich brown eyes flikering to the wide eyed faces of the students around her, Brielle was filled with confidence, more so that usual. Reachng the end of her walk, she placed on hand on her hip, and popped her hip. She was gorgeous and she knew it.

Jermaine stood behind Monique, next to Noel awaiting their turn to enter this Hall they call Great. Hopefully whatever was behind those doors was better than what was out in the area they were in now. This place was cold and dark... nothing like Beauxbatons.

He glanced over at Noel then up at Monique... who seemed to be staring at those Durmstrang boys. Pfft, they had nothing on HIM. He knew he looked good, after all he was a Beauxbatons student. ALL students from there looked good.

Following the lead of his favorite lady he stepped through the doors and into the Hall. Looking at the very LONG tables he found the one that had a banner with a lion on it. So this was to be the students he would be sharing a common room with. Where were all the older students... did this house have nithing but little kids?

Strutting down the very long hall he winked at the beautiful ladies that he passed until he made his way to the Lion table. Looking up at the staff table he seen a very beautiful lady with golden blonde hair sitting there. Turning on his charm he blew a kiss to her as he turned and gave an evil look to the boys hitting on Monique.

Merlin he couldn't hear now. Who knew people could be so loud? Blinking a few times, Noel stood up straight and brushed out any wrinkles in his clothes when he heard the claps from their Headmistress, trying his hardest ignore the obvious cold. It was true then. He should've brought more jackets. He could forget about the dungeon like feel of the castle, but the cold he could not stand. Placing a smile on his face however as he nodded to both Monique and Brielle when they entered the hall, no doubt grabbing the attention of others right away, Noel readied himself. And now, the gentlemen!

With a deep breathe, and head held high and proud, Noel entered the hall alongside Jermaine in front of their Headmistress, looking his best as ever. Hmm yes, they didn't need sparkles or gymnastics to make them look their best. They were born in perfection!

Having spotted the table of blue right away, Noel smiled and gave a slow wink over to their side, flipping his hair slightly in a model like way. Hmm yes, he always looked good in blue. Taking his time in strutting his way down the long hall, he finally made it down at the end of the line, his gaze flying across the large staff table up front.

*wink*

And now, for the house of blue! Turning back around, he made his way over to the table sitting under a large banner of an Eagle, seating himself rather flawlessly, flipping his hair once more. Ravenclaws they called themselves, yes? Sounded smart. Like him!

With a flip of her long black hair, Maximillienne watched proudly as her students entered the hall before her. She was secretly hoping that they remembered when she told them to be humble and modest. Of course, not ALL schools could look as beautiful as Beauxbatons.

With a final blink of her piercing grey eyes, Enzo followed her students into the food area. She almost seemed to move effortlessly and rather gracefully.