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**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.

09-05-2010, 04:54 AM	#155 (permalink)
Brielle Lambert Beauxbatons Student Gnome Join Date: Aug 2010 Posts: 276 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brielle Lambert Seventh Year	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. __________________ This is the End.