BAHAHA!

Trixie had been spotted. Oliver smirked at the blonde. She would be about as happy as Cam about this. He raised his eyebrows expectantly, waiting for her to move.

He nodded in agreement to Lafay's words. He knew you had to have a brain to get into Potions. It wasn't as if the lad was unintelligent, just his brain worked in a different way to those academic types. He was sporty and had a quick wit, but he couldn't tell you how to brew any potion without his text book in front of him. He looked at the woman, a small smile forming on his face as she said she was aware of his other skills and was sorry he wasn't captaining this year. Yeah.. him too. She would even go as far as to write him a recommendation? Woah.. “Thanks, professor. I'd really appreciate that” He smiled brightly at the lady, though he was clueless as to what he was going to do once he finished school. But that was nice of her. REALLY nice. Maybe he'd had her completely wrong when he said she was unapproachable. Oliver was usually bang on when it came to reading people.

“Did you always know what you wanted to do, professor?” He asked the woman with genuine interest.

He hoped to hell none of the Durmstrang kids would recognise him.. and so far they hadn't, but this girl was looking at him like she was trying to place him. He looked away, focusing on the maze. He did not want to go there..

He spotted Vindictus out of the corner of his eye and grinned, turning to look at the man. Last flying class had been AWESOME! “Hello, sir.” Ch'yeah. Lesson learned. Heh.

He smirked and looked away amused at what followed with the gummy worms and Professor Lafay. Man, it was actually quite entertaining back here. If only Cam would relax and wipe that look off her face.

Woah.. Raiden was out first!? Oliver grinned. The first Champion out was a Hogwarts kid AND a Slytherin. “WAY TO GO RAIDEN!” The Snake yelled and clapped his appreciation.

Awesome.

Thereeeee some were. Raiden caught Marie with one arm, giving her a squeeze as he grinned. And Niaaaaa gave him hugs this time too. Other arm snaked around her and squished as well. They were warm, and his jacket wasn't by any means thick. He wasn't as cold as last time, but this was warm and he liked it. Heh.

"Thanks, guys," he murmured, grin still on his face. "I think I did better this time... made it through with all my clothes and everything."

And not bleeding! See, no blood. All still inside his veins. Giving both girls another squeeze, his eyes went back up to the stands and his smile grew a little bit wider at the shout for him from Oliver, and Iris's display of adorableness.

The eighteen year old had to admit... being cheered for actually felt really awesome. He kinda liked it.

Danika's head turned to the maze again at the sound of an announcement.

That had been pretty fast, not that she could really tell from last time, it was different being sitting in the Stands that being on the task, but she thought it had been a pretty quick one.

It was Raiden and Noel. But they seemed both okay. Good. Danika smiled, because that meant that everyone will be out sooner than expected and without injuries. The girl applauded to those two as if approving their exit, even if she wanted other ones to be out already.

She knew him. Somehow. He was a Head Boy, right? So he must be a seventh year. "Oliver? Greenvood?" she asked, knowing that he was not looking her way didn't matter, he could still hear.

If it was him then that meant he was that one Durmstrang boy who was no longer at Durmstrang, right?

Her eyes flickered between the Head Boy and the exiting Champions.

Nia felt his arm wrap round her, realising at the same time he was hugging someone else too. A tinge of colour might have come to her cheeks if she hadn't already been flushed from the nip of the cold air. It was a good job she had run in from the other side, else it might have been an awkward and rather squashed sandwich.

She beamed, proud. "I bet you were awesome," she said with a nod. She rubbed the hand round his back up and down, in case he was chilly. He looked to be wearing a lot less layers than she was, at any rate. "No bowtruckles this time then?" she asked with a wink. "Good job too. Couldn't have you getting pneumonia. Tis chilly. And I've been sipping hot chocolate."

She still had some, if he might fancy it.

He. High-five! He mimicked her hand with his right one. It was all awesome. He will be hunting down for hills as soon as he was out the Stands. "Totally! he said, with a smile and a nod.

Yes, that was one thing he was wondering, what they were doing. And he was also wondering why Quidditch was let go in order for them to be exercising their visual abilities. He got over that during Task One, though.

"I guess we'll have to wait--" but he was cut off, by some voice, some announcement...

WHAT!?

And Fletcher? Where was Fletcher? Eyes narrowed towards the maze, narrowed, narrowed.

He must come out soon, like very soon.

Squint.

After hearing the loud booming voice, Cosette quickly stood up, her eyes scanning the entrance to the maze. Noel had gotten out and he was Second! Giving Brielle a smile, she muttered 'Pardon Moi' to everyone other person, moving across the stands, trying to make her way down to the bottom.

After touching the ground, she made her way over to Noel, a beaming smile on her face. "Noel!" She smiled, noticing he had no visible damage to his body. Good, she didn't want to get worried like last time. Moving her arms out, she wrapped them around him into a hug. "I 'ave been worried! I am zo glad you are alrizht." She breathed into his jacket. The air was still cold and she still had her fox fur earmuffs on and moleskin and velvet cloak over her clothes.

Oliver's face fell, closing his eyes briefly, he sighed.

He forced a smile but it came across extremely diluted as he looked back at the girl. He so knew her. “Hey... Danika, right?” Good grief, he thought he'd changed physically since Durmstrang but he still had the same mop of stupid curls and the child-like expressive face. He was fooling himself if he thought NONE of the Durmstrangers would realise who he was.

“Yes. I'm Oliver. It's been what? Two and a half years?” He glanced towards Raiden. They guy looked relatively unscathed. That was good. It was also a distraction.

*Snigger*

Hehe that was so... WHAT?!

O_O

The Slytherin's head flicked over to look at professor Lafay. Come sit with them? How about no? But it sounded like more of an order then a question and quite simply there was no arguing with her right?

*Grumble*

So hesitantly the Blonde stood up and made her way over to where she was motioning, the empty seat right in front of her. MEEP! "Of course Professor" the sixteen year old smiled, be it a little fake but still evident. Alone? Pfft..she was avoiding any arguments actually.

Marie smiled when Raiden hugged her back. His hugs always felt so nice... not that she hugged him a lot but when she did it was nice.

"You're welcome. I'm just glad you made it out okay." Made it out with all his clothes? Oh right first task he came out without his shirt and his jacket unzipped. Oh yeah, she remembered that. She remembered hugging her face to his bare chest. Oh what a memory. She would rather have him come out with all his clothes on and no injuries though so she was good with a hug like this.

Feeling the cold coming off him she pulled her Slytherin scarf off her neck and wrapped it around his. He may be a bit taller than her but she still got the scarf on him. "I hope this helps warm you up a bit." She then went back to hugging him to warm him even more.

How awesome was this? Her prefect had finished first in both tasks. Yeah Raiden was AWESOME!

It was him. She eyed him curiously. He didn't want to be recognized, which was odd, really, why wouldn't he? "Danika, yes" she said, a small smile on her lips as she said her own name.

Would Zitnik know it was him? Probably not, it's not like he's been his favorite, anyway.

She had like...lots of questions, but none were suited for this place, the Stands, the people, Lafay. "Tvo and a half years" she nodded in agreement, "It seems like forever, though" and she wondered ever so slightly as to, why Hogwarts? Actually, she had no idea one could transfer, not that she wanted to, but she didn't know it was an option. "It is nice to see you are doing great" and alive.

But you know, one was always a Durmstranger, even if the studies weren't finished there.

In all honesty, Oliver had never really fitted in in Durmstrang. The regimented lifestyle didn't suit him one little bit and he was glad he wasn't there anymore. He hadn't had any real friends there.. he was too much of a oddity. Hogwarts suited him much better. He was happy he... left.

Two and a half years was forever when you were at school. He nodded in agreement. They'd been the best two and a half years of his life so far.

“And yourself.” He smiled weakly but genuinely at her words. “How are you enjoying Hogwarts? Bit of a culture shock from Durmstrang, right?” He winked knowingly, the smile growing when no questions were asked about why he'd left and he began to relax again.

With his free hand covering his monstrous eyebrows, Noel walked around a bit, looking for the healer, or at least someone who had a mirror. He could fix them himself easily, but he needed a mirror to do so.

Hearing his name though, he eyes spotted the familiar blond hair and grey eyes. "Cosette!" Forgetting all about his slight problem, he smiled widely as she hugged him, wrapping his own arms tightly around her. It was still chilly out, yet she was incredibly warm. Or it could have just been her cloak, or possibly the fuzzy earmuffs rubbing his neck.

"Je suis désolé." he muttered, a nice content smile on his face. Alright? "Now I am." He was alright before, but now he was ten times more alright.

Eyes on the Champions. Eyes on Oliver. And back to the Champions until he spoke again. Danika merely smiled again.

At least he didn't have the 'nice-to-see-you-alive' look that most people were giving her. It was a relief, not to be reminded of the task. For whatever reason he didn't want to be recognized, she had the feeling that he also didn't want to be reminded on his time there? Well, there was little she could do about that.

Danika laughed, softly, "You should know vetter" she said, with a nod, the nervousness about Nikolai not being out of the Castle sort of disappeared, "It is certainly different" to say the least. "Vut I am enjoying it" she was now, but at first...it was rather hard, not to mention that she was more focused about the Tournament than about the school itself. Ask her again in spring and she'll be complaining about the heat, probably.

Kita gasped. She knew know why Carter seemed so familiar. Or at least, she had an idea. "So you want to be a Quidditch player?" she asked, "Did you play for your house? Before the tournament that is."

Kita saw him taking some notes and blushed a little at the idea that she had actually helped for an article. Sort of. "Thank you," she said, "Wow! And to think i thought i was rambling..." Admitting that had mad her blush even more. There was something wrong with the world today. Shaking her head, she turned to him and asked, "Speaking of tournament, who are you supporting?"

"Experience eh?" she said, smiling, "Interviewed anyone famous?"

Just feeling him against her, Cosette felt a wave of relief flood through her. Or it could have just been his warmness washing over her. She couldn't quite tell which. Moving her hands up and down his back, she took in his scent, not remembering how he smelled before hand. He smelt like dirt and shrubbery.

"I am zo glad you made it!" He would be going on then, which meant more worrying. She wouldn't be that worried, unless there were some crazy creatures involved in the last task. But it meant he was going on to become the Triwizard champion! "I am zo proud of you!" She pulled away from their embrace, her smile wide on her face as she stared up at him.

Noticing his hands shielding his face, she let out a small chuckle. "Don't worry, you look fine." She tried to reassure him. "At leazt you are in better zhape than in ze lazt tazk, oui?" She joked, standing up on her toes in her combat boots to press her lips on the side of his cheek. "You did well, mon chere."

"I will zee 'ow I feel!" Brielle snickered. She was not one for match-makers, but Fletcher was good looking after all, so perhaps a meeting wouldn't be to bad.........but then again, there was her Plant Man.

Brielle let out a large laugh, "I surely wouldn't -" her reply to Cosette was cut short as a large Booming voice announced the Champion's exodus from the Maze, and more importantly Noel was out.


Raising from her seat, and watching as Cosette and Noel embraced, she couldn't help but smirk, those two were love sick!

As she stepped her way through the stands, Brielle's eyes feel on the large woolly worms that was resting on Noel's forehead.....no wait they were his eyebrows!

"Wow!" She muttered, as she caused a brush and a mirror to appear with her wand, "Pardon Moi, Cosette!" she smiled, as she stepped in front to Noel and tried to tame the bushes growing on his face. "You 'ave more courage zan me, mon ami, I would not dare zhow my face if I looked like zat!" She laughed.

Amber laughed. "A Triwizard turny? I've never thought of it like that. I guess I always just expect everyone to... well... live. I never really considered how dangerous it really is." She frowned, seeing Brant blush red. Wait, was he embarrassed? Amber let go of his arm, instantly becoming cold again. Her cheeks turned a light pink and she focused on her gray mittens in her lap. She smiled a small smile. Great, now it was awkward. Fantastic.

"Yeah things get dangerous, I submitted my name but I totally regretted it as soon as I did it." he said. He noticed her pull her arm away and getting cold all over again. Brant couldn't help but laugh. He picked up the blanket and he tossed it over her head."there you are" he said. Laughing louder now he clutched his stomach and almost hit the floor. "you gotta keep warm Amber." he said through laughs.

Whaaaaat?! They were out already!! Yayyyy!

Ellie squinted down to the maze to watch the champions come out.

And there he was! "Raiden!!" Ellie shouted as she clapped for him and cheered some.

First to come out again, huh?

Yes! Time to go hill-hunting. Just as soon as this tasks over, maybe. Mhm.

Hehe. She smiled as her attention turned back to Raiden. Out. Fully clothed. Safe, as far as she could tell.

The redhead looked back at Treyen for a minute. He wasn't cheering... After studying his face, she placed her hand on his shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze. "He'll be out soon." Yup. She nodded.

Before Enya could speak or comment on Louisa's question, both girls jumped at someone's voice.. or something *creepiness* "[b]WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!" Louisa cheered and jumped in her seat causing Kitty to fall off from inside her robes and into the seat in front of her owner. "Oops! Sorry dear come here.." She knelt down and gestured to the kitten but nooo the Kitty started walking underneath the seats away from her owner.

"Come back here!! I'm SORRY! KITTY!" Louisa bellowed after the cat which hid herself completely under one of the seats and caused the little girl to throw herself on her seat sighing.

Vindictus held the bag of green and yellow sparkly gummy worms out to Grayson. "Care for a sour gummy worm?" he offered her and blinked a few times. Unlike the last bag of gummy worms, this bag had brought the definition of sour to a whole new level.

As he held the bag out (yes, he was SHARING), he noticed Raiden exit the maze.

"WOO HOO!"

Miroslav and Fletcher... She shrugged. Raiden was most likely going to win this. He was fit, and agile and determined with Slytherin ambition... She was cheering for him.

She smiled and clapped proudly in the direction of her prefect.

She stopped clapping and looked at the boy. "No..." She said, surprised anyone would ask her that. "But I always excelled in potions and went to study right away, plus I studied as an apprentice to my first husband, and he was a great potioneer, may he rest in peace." She should have always wanted to be a potioneer... The quidditch career she had originally wanted, had been a silly dream.

"Good. It seems like your house mate is the first out." She said with a smirk. Surely she'd show some excitement...

Merlin's Left Ear! Did he have to be so loud and obnoxious? At least he didn't have that annoying vuvuzuela... or whatever it was called. Still, the man probably was hurt from her rejection... She needed to be nicer to him.

Max turned again and offered the bag to Hecate. "You've really gotta try these," he grinned and pulled another one out of the bag. He held the green worm up in the air with two fingers and slowly slurped it up but did so rather loudly.

As soon as the sour taste hit his tongue, his eyes squinted shut and his lips puckered up, yet he continued to slurp up the worm.

Finished.

And he sat there satisified with a fish-faced expression.

What? Nooo, why did she have to pull away? He was warm. Plus he…didn’t want to end their hug. Comfy.

And she’d see his face. Which he was trying desperately to cover. Anyone!? Did anyone have a mirror!? At least no scars could come of this. "I zertainly hope zo." He chuckled, glancing around to see who else was there. There was that Hogwarts champion, but no one else apparently had come out. Hopefully Monique was alright! She’d be fine he knew, but he couldn’t help but worry.

Feeling her lips against his cheek, he smiled though was frozen in spot. Almost literally. Not the thickest of clothes he had on. "Cosette, non…I am, all dirty…" and such. Well not dirty, more like slightly sweaty. Still though…

He should have known that’d be the first thing Brielle said to him.

"Ravi de vous voir aussi." He muttered sarcastically with a small laugh, lowering his hand and casting a quick glance to Cosette. Don’t look! Not until, he got them fixed at least. Brielle could, fix them to normal right? She’d probably do a better job at it then he would. "You can fix zem, oui?"

"Not an embarrassment at all Professor, it would be my pleasure" the lad replied smiling, complying with the command request of his Head of House. Besides, having more people to cheer with and talk to was a better option than sitting still and turning into an icicle. He looked to Danika when she asked about the Willow "Oh pfff you know, maybe as one of the challenges for the Champions or something, toss them a riddle or two, at least thats what it loved to do during our Runes class.... among other things." he snickered. Listening to Grayson, the lad shook his head slightly and smirked "I dunno Grayson, the one at Runes class sure felt like it was the same nasty tree from the grounds, I'm pretty sure it was trying to get back at me for insul--- uuhhh....talking to it earlier." Yeah! He was just talking. Having an honest conversation. Its not his fault if it couldnt handle the truth and went berserker mode on him.




Salander looked up in surprise at the other Slytherin joining them. Heyyyy, aint that Headboy Curly from Flying class? he thought, and listened to the others speaking with him. His name is Greenwood? He should change it to Rocksteady or something.... the lad mused, absentmindedly rubbing his head from the earlier collision.


The lad tried to gag his laughter as he saw Professor Vindictus' face. Alas for the missed opportunity of sitting behind the Flying Professor! Who knows what would've happened if a certain someone accidentally shoves bumps into the man just as he turned his pucker face at the Potions Mistress!


The lad perked his ears when the familiar Announcer voice drifted in the air. "Alright! Raiden's out!.... Noel too!" he exclaimed, clapping and whistling in celebration.



Salander took the chance to walk over to the two Champions before too many people made it impossible to get anywhere near them. "Congratulations Raiden!" the lad smiled, shaking his Prefect's hand "You may not know me, I'm Salander. I just transfered to Hogwarts this term."

He then turned to the Beauxbaton boy and shook his hand as well "Congratulations Noel! Looks like the T-rex didnt give you grief this time did it?" he said chuckling just as the Slytherin lad blinked at the area above the boy's eyes. Eh.... were they always that... prominent?