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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?
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.