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located in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a part of The TriWizard Tournament, one of the many universes on RPG.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

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Character Portrait: Faye Vess Character Portrait: Alistair Webb Character Portrait: Vladimir Dragov Character Portrait: Lavender A. Dippitt
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Malachi looked up when Vladimir clapped him on the shoulder and then made his way from the Slytherin table over to the goblet. Somehow he wasn't surprised that he was going to be the first to enter his name - He was one of the best, after all. I might as well go join him. He thought, retrieving his own slip of paper from his pocket and then following after his fellow classmate, casting a playful grin over at an attractive Gryffindor girl as he made his way down to the age line.

Once he stepped inside the shimmering line drawn by the Hogwarts professor, he leaned over and dropped his name into the blue flames, some of his classmates and even some of the Hogwarts students cheered for him and Vladimir, who he cast a smile at. That was when the Durmstrang next to him began on a speech, asking the other students why they hadn't entered yet. Malachi glanced around at the other students, several of them falling silent including Beauxbatons. He was silent for a minute, listening to Vladimir's borderline insulting speech.

About half-way through he decided to excuse himself from the circle, stepping out of the circle silently and walking past the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw tables who he offered a very subtle shrug to as if to say he didn't know what was up just as a blonde haired Beauxbatons student brushed past him - probably not too happy with what Vladimir said.




Deirdre's blue gaze was drawn to the Durmstrangs who were entering their names, both earning cheers from their fellow classmates. She took a sip of her pumpkin juice, arching a brow when one of them - the taller of the two - began speaking, sending out a challenge to the other schools. Somehow, she managed to refrain from rolling her eyes at his remark about Beauxbatons. Arrogant. She thought, shaking her head, a slightly amused smirk touching her lips. A few of her fellow classmates looked terribly insulted, some whispering among themselves. None of them moved. She looked over to the dark haired witch next to her, who she vaguely knew. "Give me a piece of your notebook." She said, with a sigh and the witch hastily tore off a corner and handed it to her along with a quill which she used to scribble her name onto it, just barely legible. There was no way she was just going to let Durmstrang show off and think of them as pretty, stupid girls incapable of doing anything worth while.

Then, she rose to her feet gracefully and began striding down the aisle toward the goblet, just as the dark haired Durmstrang was finishing up his speech. "Well," She said, as she neared him, just loud enough for her voice to carry to the crowd. "I see Durmstrang has grown arrogant." She let her eyes meet his as she said it, brushing her long blonde hair over her shoulder and then slipping her name into the goblet, the blue flames engulfing the parchment pale as bone. "I can't let Durmstrang have all the fun now, can I?" She looked from the dark haired student to the crowd, placing her hands on her hips.