Headmistress of Beauxbatons?

Hogwarts Headmaster?

yes and yes
both bios are good, I love the twist on the protecting/reason!
As soon as I get a bump I will start this!

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Luna, really sorry but I won't be able to RP for the next 2 days as I'll be away on Writer's Camp (soooooo excited!!!! ). I'll post as soon as I get back, but sorry if I miss the start

I am so sorry for my utter lateness I didnt realize how busy my days were going to be after I posted that! I went fishing today, and yesterday was just crazy and so was the day before that. Okay so now I promise Im going to edit the start in here!
Okay so pretty much everyone is at Hogwarts the Headmaster of Hogwarts will be announcing the people for the competition but for now just socialize
Headmasters you can talk to each other or other students
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Aqua walked into the Hogwarts Great Hall as Headmistresses Marie had directed them too! Everyone was so excited about the tournament. Honestly Aqua didnt really get excieted about the comption. It was just another way for the Minsitry to have fun trying to find the best witch or wizard out of a bunch of teens... Noticing the Hogwarts Children and the Drumstrang Children, she didnt know which one was weirder the weird uniforms on both of them or the fur on the Drumstreang coats...Honestly she didnt know which one to go talk to heck it might even be one of the future finalists for the school. She looked back at the Beauxabatons School, neat and perfect as a fiddle.

Christian walked into the room knowing that she had that haughty look on her face again. She didn't know why she got that way whenever they went out of the school. Maybe it was to help everyone else see who the really great ones were. She was proud of her school and her heritage in general and she thought that this year Beauxbatons would show these other schools a thing or too about being great...especially those uncivilized Hogwarts "students".

Entering the Great Hall she started making little mental notes of all the persons present. So Drumstrang had arrived already. She sighed. Sooner or later she would have to start socializing with some of them and that was going to be...difficult. She was never good with first impression. They always left people wary of her---though she could never understand why. Christian became a little curious when she saw Aqua looking back at the rest of them. The smile on her face told her that she was just as proud of how neat and organized they were. Real etiquette; that's what they had.

The Headmaster of Durmstrang, Laurel Aristotle, looked radiant in black. Surrounded by Durmstrang students- many of them rather disheveled, she glowed like a pearl amongst ashes. But she wasn't there to look beautiful, she was there to carefully look over her students. She had another task she was required to take care of... Her mind strayed to the mermaids. Clearing her throat, she stood in front of her students, and smiled at the other two Headmasters, though her eyes were stony.

Miranda walked through the doors of Hogwarts with her other classmates, and her mouth almost hit the floor. Hogwarts was huge. Her school was big, but this was... wow. The ceiling seemed never ending, but at the same time, there was no ceiling. It was sky and candles. She didn't know how things were going to go, but she saw others socializing, which was her cue to stay away from others. She didn't need to worry about small talk, and it was harder, knowing she had to keep her secret from thousands of others.

Roshelle entered the Great Hall directed by her head mistress. Her eyes popped open as she saw just how huge and magnificent the Great Hall she had read so much about truly was. She turned toward her good friend Aqua and whispered, "This place is absolutely incredible, no.".

Aqua looked over at Rooshelle, who had spoke to her. Yes it is, can you believe that two of us will have the chance to be in the tournament! I entered. I know you did! Giving a wink to her friend. Looking around there were hundreds of them and then the drumstrang students were there which added many more hundreds and then the other students from her own school. There was like a million people she had to keep her secret from, how was she too do it!!

Jack Aristov, along with the rest of Durmstrang entered Hogwarts, wide eyed. He wasn't as awestruck as some of the others though, Durmstrang was certainly as big, just more... He paused, and stopped walking, trying to think of the right word. Barbarian. That was it.

He clasped his hands together behind his back, and stared up at the picturesque night-sky ceiling, his pale blue eyes reflecting the stars. He realised he was now at the very back of the group of Durmstrang boys, and he quickly moved forwards to catch up with them, not taking his eyes from the ceiling.

"Yeah, I did enter but I, I. I am not so certain if I made the right choice. You do know that getting into the tournament would have us putting our lives on the line for sake of competition. I do love the spirit of competition but I am not so certain about this one.". She had been trying to alleviate her mind of the fact that she had entered the tournament but now it was all coming back, great.

Hogwarts was all Kelsey had imagined. The Beauxbatons kids, her school all sitting togeather propperly at their table; the Durmstrang kids, rough and strageling in their seats, and then there were the Hogwarts kids, something inbetween. It almost seemed too predictable that Hogwarts, being the loyal hero steryotype would win this competition. Not if Kelsey's name got called! She sighed, she knew her name probly wouldn't get drawn. What were the odds of that?

She had been dreaming and prepping for this competition ever since she first heard it announced. Students were socializing, "My time to shine"she said with a confident swing of her voice, and made a gesture that looked like she was shining her sleek silver Beauxbatons uniforn and mingeled her way into the croud.

Had Christian heard right? They had both entered the competition? Well It wasn't a complete surprize; she had a feeling they would have.

"So you have both entered the competition. She said, walking over to them with a satisfied smile. "I suspect that between the two of you we'll show these...students though they could hardly be classified as that, "What real champions look like." She was in fact expecting that though. When she looked at the other schools she never saw much competition in them in the first place. Of course she would have also tried entering if it weren't for the fact that before she left she had made a conscious promise to herself that she wouldn't expose her true self to anyone. To avoid that she needed to stay away from the water and that meant the whole swimming aspect of the competition. She shuddered at the thought of anyone from Drumstrang or Hogwarts finding out about her. The last thing she wanted was people chasing her for a stupid wish.

Aqua nodded and said Thats cool, why not? Oh yeah good point..But I think you will do great! Especially her life on the line she was a mermaid she could grant any any wish.
Aqua turned to Christian and said Yes, we did. What about you, did you enter? Aqua had just did it for giggles there was no way she would get picked. Looking around at the so called student she said Your right about that. Looking around once more, now she wasnt so sure about entering the competition there was a swimming portion...Then again she could just tell everyone that the Headmistress found out about a potion that turns you into a mermaid for like three minutes or something like that. Glancing over at Christian who she suddenly saw shudder mouthing to where only Christian could see her she mouthed You okay? She had also be thinking about keeping her secret from these people, it was one of the things she had in common with the girls at her school, being a mermaid...

"No, no, no. I would never dream about entering such a thing; there's just too much risk involved if you know what I mean." She said with a wink. Besides these, competitions were nothing more than a joke; a rather unfunny one at that.

She snapped back to reality at her friend's question. "Huh? Oh yes, I'm fine...just thinking... She hadn't realized that she had actually shuddered instead of keeping that all in her mind. One couldn't blame her, whenever persons found out about mermaid wishes they always got greedy and unappreciative. After the last wish she had granted she was determined to grant no more. A little etiquette and common courtesy went along way with her. "I was actually just thinking about the disaster that would unfold if anyone here were to find out about us. She admitted in a whisper that only Aqua could hear. She had been told that everything at this school had ears and she wanted no one listening in on their conversation.

Nodding Aqua knew all about that. It was hard just keeping it from her friends, even friends needed wishes. Smiling at her friend she said "Oh okay, as long as your okay!" Aqua understood why she had shuddered, mermaid wishes were always umpredictable. Some rare people only wanted one or two. But others were greedy and once they got a wish they locked the mermaid up so they can use them whenever they want. Her last wish had been monsterous, her father had saved her, but it was hard. "Your right, we have to stick together" glancing at the other mermaids she added "All of us." She hadnt spoken loud so it was just so Christian could hear it. Already people were looking at her and her student mates.

occ:sorry this is so late

Victorie Marie sat at the Headmaster's table with the other two headmasters. Standing up thinking it was about time she start the introductions. Attention please! After realizing the Drumstrang and Hogwart erm students wouldnt be quiet she yelled Quiet! Now! Quieting down her voice she said Thank you, I am Victorie Marie, I am the Headmistress of Beauxbatons. Pointing towards her students for them to bow graefully and beautifully. Proud she said Now as soon as Headmaster Jackall finishs whatever he is doing we will announce the Finalists for this years Tournament. Finishing she sat down gracefully. Nodding towards the next headmaster for their speech.

Rochelle smiled at her friends encouraging words but then quickly noticed her talking secretly with Christian. Something seemed seemed a bit off but it could just be those little secrets between girl friends. Roshelle barely ever got any of that being more boyish but she did not mind. It was less drama for her to deal with. And it was not long before she heard her headmaster say the anounce that the champions would be selected right after the opening speech was given by Hogwarts's headmaster. Roshelle gulped and took a seat at the area designated for the Beauxbaton girls. If she was actually chosen for the tournament she was not sure if she would have any appetite at all for the feast.

Elizabeth was tired. Head Girl duties were soooooooo tiring, even if it was for a good cause. And they were the reason she was late for the feast. Because of some STUPID third-year Slytherins who had cast some STUPID spell on her from around the corner. She had ANTLERS. So she had spent ages trying to get them off. Lucky she was Head Girl because if she wasn't, a prank much worse would be coming their way. And OMG they were about to announce the finalists for the Triwizard Tournament. An she DESPERATELY wanted to be picked to take part. The honor, the glory.

The food looked delicious. Too bad they couldn't start eating yet. That Beauxbatons teacher looked really strict. Lizzie would be worried if she was the mischevious firstie that she once used to be. She was mature now. Very mature. Much more mature than those STUPID third-years. She was FUMING out of her ears, the girl was so angry. Oh, who was Head Boy this year? Was it someone nice or totally unreasonable like a Slytherin. They better have discipline, either way.

When the room hushed and her headmistress began to speak, Kelsey gave a little blush and a wave to her new friends at Hogwarts as her and her frieind were introduced. Then, came the moment they'd all been waiting for. The announcement. Kelsey crossed her fingers for good luck, a beam on her annimated face.

She couldn't make a wish for herself could she? Being a mermaid and all.

Christia turned from her friend to face her Head Mistress. She could see that everyone else was also very interested in what might have been going on. Why wouldn't they have? Basically everyone wanted to be the champion afterall. She nearly sighed. Just the look on their eager faces was enough to drive her off the wall. What was the big deal with the whole Champion stuff anyway. She couldn't wait until it was all over and they safely on the grounds of Beauxbatons again. There she would be safe.

Still she had to look sharp and attention. She raised her chin slightly and tried to smile even though she thoroughly disapproved.

Isabelle Delta was sitting silently at the Ravenclaw table, looking at the staff table without really seeing it. Her mind was fixed on Tyler, as it had been so often since the end of term. She now knew why he'd so unceremoniously dumped her - she'd seen him with that Gryffindor girl Jennifer What'shername (Izzy was never good with names), and it was so obvious there were more than friends, opposite to what Tyler had tried to convince her of when they were together. Izzy was so wrapped up in her own sorrow that she failed to notice Tyler sitting down behind her.
"Izzy," he whispered, practically breathing down the back of her school shirt. Izzy jumped slightly but didn't turn around. "We can still be friends, right? Just because we split up doesn't mean we have to ignore each other."
She gritted her teeth. How dare he? How bloody dare he?!
She turned, half smiling, her goblet in one hand. "No," she said sweetly, flinging the contents of the full goblet at him. Orange pumpkin juice ran over Tyler's face and school uniform. He looked shocked and Izzy faced the front again feeling very happy but also more miserable than she'd ever been before.

Otto Tarrell sat with the rest of the Durmstrang students, mostly staring expectantly at the Hogwarts Headmaster but taking sneaky glances around the hall as well. His fingers brushed the camera on its strap around his neck. As soon as it was politely possible, he was going to take endless photos of this place. It was so beautiful, with the starry ceiling and warm house banners, nothing at all like the Great Hall at Durmstrang. Otto almost wished his parents had sent him to Hogwarts instead of the prestigious pureblood school.
He had of course entered in the Tournament - only the best and willing students had been allowed to make the trip to Hogwarts - and that served joint purposes for Otto. He had always wanted to see the famous Hogwarts, and he wanted to make one last effort to bring honour on his family. He didn't really care that there was a high death rate. He was going to die pretty soon anyway, and he'd prefer it to be in a crowded arena fighting bravely than in a hospital bed with crying relative around him.
Otto crossed his fingers under the table and waited.