The Winner's Circle
 

Amoretta was more than ready for the winner to be announced for this competition thing. She knew who she wanted to win, but she also was fairly confident in the least that the school from the north (Durmstrang) would not be taking home the prize money. Merci!

After some time passed at the Summertime function, Amoretta found herself meandering near the rose-covered podium. It was time to get the show on the road and announce the winners. She didn't know about the other judges or the school head's, but she was certainly eager to get this over with.

Arriving in the Winner's Circle in his usual attire consisting of a well pressed dark suit and white dress shirt, the Ukrainian made his way first towards the 'lumps' on the table and adjusted the black cloth that was covering them so things were not so asymmetrical. Whoever had placed the cover had either been completely lazy or did not care to keep up a professional appearance.

Fixing now completed, he stood just off to the left of the table and inclined his head to his colleague and French Headmistress in greeting.

Now that things were slowing down for their event Minerva noticed that people were starting to gather at the winner circle. Would they be starting this now? Curiously she made her way over towards the area. They were allowed over here weren't they? Well they should be, the winners circle was where they were announcing things, so the students should be there.

Finding a chair in the back she took a seat, maybe she wouldn't get to close to the front that could be for the professors and judges or whomever wanted to be that close. It was better to just stay in the background anyway in Minerva's eyes. She noticed the judge she had talked to briefly in the stands was there and the headmistress of Beauxbaton. There was someone else she didn't know, but that was fine she would just sit and watch and wait for everything to get started.

.............

Winner's circle. Alright. Gathering here, listening to the judges officially say they had won then happily booting those foreigners out of their school. Those students didn't know how to act when they were out in public, they were worst than she was and that was saying a lot. Lex took a seat right at the front. She WAS a winner, she was, her school was full of winners and they all deserved the front rows. The other schools could have the back, or the ground. Did it looked like she cared?

Could they hurry this along?

They already knew Hogwarts dominated in the competition. To say they didn't win after all this would have made her think this whole thing was rigged, and she'd say it too. What's the worse that could happen? A deduction of 50 points? Oooo she was shaking, seriously, kid wasn't a Ravenclaw and she didn't like these people enough to be polite.

Still, see how well behaved she was being? It was to set an example. Unlike some people, she could control herself. Ahem. Most times.

So even though Hannah did not keep up with this whole competition this year she couldn't help but to be attracted to the circle to see who had won. Surely Hogwarts would be announced as the winning school... they just couldn't lose to those pesky foreigners. She still believed that they were the reason that all of the weird stuff had been happening around school. Everything was fine until they arrived, for the most part anyways.

Hannah made her way to the front and took a seat. She was actually kind of excited to see who the winner was. Still thinking about it all she was having a hard time accepting that this was the end of another school year. She would be a seventh year next term and she still didn't know how she felt about that.

Mischa strolled past the food tent over to where the white chairs were. The big announcement would come soon. Just a few persons had gathered so far including the Beauxbatons & Hogwarts Heads. Of them all he only knew Minerva and given that they were getting along now he thought he would go sit next to her.

"Hello,'' he said approaching her. "Mind if I join vou?''

There was definitely one area along with all the others here in this event that peaked Wade's interest. It after all reminded him of all the tasks the three schools had to do.. anyway.

Casually walking toward the circle, he chose one of the chairs to sit by, not really paying attention to some of the people he passed or where he sat. He had a certain creature on his mind still.. Not that he'd mind whoever chose to speak with him.

Laura decided that she would come and see what had been going on. She totally had only done the gnome toss and she couldn't believe she had never done more than she had wanted to but next term she was going to do her best to show everyone how good she could be.

Laura looked around and smiled at Hannah and Alec before just standing there waiting for the headmistress to speak, she hoped that Hogwarts would win because they deserve to win because they were awesome.

Before Sky knew it, it was time to head into the tent where the winners of the little competition would be announced. She regretted not getting her chance to draw on the castle, but maybe it was for the best? Since she couldn't think of anything to write that wouldn't make her lose her composure in front of everybody at what was supposed to be a happy event.

She entered the tent and took a seat in the second row and just observed everything going on around her.

Mischa, Alex, Wade
 

Minerva was sitting quietly in the back just hoping the ceremony would start soon. She was getting tired and was hoping she could catch the announcements and celebration before she went back to her dorm. As she sat waiting she noticed someone and looked up. Seeing Mischa she gave him a small smile, "Well hello Gnome Champion" She chuckled a bit, "Sure have a seat. " Most seemed to be going closer to the front anyway. "I'm not big on being in the spot light of things, so better to sit in the back." She shrugged if he wanted to sit closer he was more than welcomed.

Noticing Wade and Alec walk in she gave them both waves, but it seemed they were going to go sit somewhere else which was fine, but she hoped they would at least see her wave. "So when do you head back to your own school?" She knew Broni had mentioned being homesick and so did he, they have to be ready to leave, she was part of the school and for her own reasons, she was ready to leave the school. As much as she didn't want to leave either. Now that more people were coming in could these judges or whoever running it get the show on the road?

When the time came, Fedir reluctantly stepped up to the podium and cursed his keen sense of smell. The aroma from the roses was a bit too potent, and he held his right hand under his nose for a moment to prevent a sneeze from ruining the formality of his announcement.

"Now is time to announce results of round two of competition," he said while keeping his eye on those that had gathered as he removed a sealed envelope from his breast pocket. "First place, Hogvarts School of Vitchcraft and Vizardry vith 91 points. Second place, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic vith 73 points. Third place, Durmstrang Institute vith 71 points." He paused only a few moments for any applause. "Combining scores from round one vith round two, in third place Beauxbatons Academy of Magic vith 137 points. Vould Headmistress Enzo please come up and accept third place trophy?"

He then lifted the cover and took the trophy from the table to hand to the woman personally.

L O L.

Beauxbatons at third place. Sux 4 them. Kat just applauded for those Frenchies with a smirk!smile. Now all she wanted was to hear that Durmstrang won SECOND place and yeah, she would hold a party. Hogwarts was the real deal here, everyone. Okay? Okay.

So she waited for the other results.

Although she already knew they won. Pssh.

Mischa
 

So it was finally time for the awards ceremony. Jozef was not particularly looking forward to it knowing in his heart that his school had not done as well as he had hoped. Yet here he was, making his way over to the winners circle.

Spotting Headmistress Truebridge sitting up front, Headmaster Zitnik thought about joining her. No, not really, but he did see her sitting there looking all smug like she just KNEW her school was going to win this thing. So yeah, no sitting with that woman. For now he was going to talk with the only student of his he seen there, Mischa...

Or not.

Seems they were getting this ceremony under way before all the students even got there.

Before giving his full attention to the man up front, Zitnik did one more quick look around the area for his students. They better have a good reason for not being in the winners circle right now. Even if they weren't the apparent winners of this competition. At least they beat out those french kids.

Stopping next to Mischa, the headmaster crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm glad to see at least one of my students had the decency to make it over here." To hear their school didn't win. Again he glanced around the area. Where the blazes was Broni? Of all his students, she was the one he would have expected to see here, not mischievous Mischa.

K2 (and if anyone else wants to play)
 

She wasn’t late. Actually, as Kendall sort of snuck into the big tent where the ceremony was being held, she realized she really wasn’t late. Hardly anyone was there, aside from judge people, Headmistress Truebridge, and a handful of students. Therefore, even though she saw the one judge guy who totally looked like he could be a supervillain starting to announce the awards, she couldn’t have missed much. Just Beauxbatons being awarded third place, anyway, and she clapped politely for them as she’d sidled up next to Katrina, her hair tucked up under her fedora except for a few pink-and-auburn locks falling free. None of them had done anything to her, anyway, so she figured she may as well be nice.

“I didn’t miss much, right?,” she said in a half-whisper, leaning over toward the head girl so she knew she’d be heard. Not that there was really that much other noise in the tent. People were hardly even talking, which only made her fidgety. Formality was weird, and since she knew she’d done her best, and she was sure Katrina, Alexa, Mo, and all the other Hogwarts representatives had too, she just wanted to be recognized. Hogwarts deserved to win, especially after everything they’d gone through over the past seven terms she’d been there. It would just be nice if somebody actually said that, instead of all the bad things that had been said before, in the papers and stuff.

Ooooooh. Hey, Kendall. Kat smiled at the Ravenclaw. "Hi," she greeted her. And she wasn't EXACTLY late, wasn't she? "Not really. Just that Beauxbatons got third place. We're still waiting for the other results." Kat tried not to snigger at that, because poor Frenchies. Besides, that would be mean and she didn't want the EBWE judges to take back whatever results Hogwarts got. Kat looked at the judges with that 'hurry up, maybe?' look. She wanted to hear Hogwarts win, okay?

Also, did Kendall have chocolate? Maybe eating something would make time look faster. Kat just couldn't wait to celebrate and then leave. Staying in this place with the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students was getting annoying. It was a good thing that Gaston dude wasn't here. Kat didn't want to see HIM.

Hecate had come in quite inconspicuously... The headmistress had not approached her quite yet, and she didn't really need the issues that may cause. Whichever end they be on...

Looking around, her eyes spotted her snakes... the head girl, Miss Hudson, whom she was sure to miss... She'd had a lot of confidence in her, and she wasn't disappointed. Miss Carter-Hope, whom she'd saw grow from a wild child who needed detention, to the young smart woman she'd become... There were other snakes too... but her eyes went to the Hufflepuffs next... Prefect Wheatborn, whom she enjoyed torturing from time to time... she'd miss her too... and then... the Hufflestud...

He had grown facial hair! And not just peach fuzz, but true honest to goodness hair! At his age... what was he now, 18? Merlin... what a Hunk-a-puff! whichever girl he would settle down with, would be lucky indeed... she was regretting never having found a reason to have put the boy in detention... Oh well... the end of term feast hadn't started yet!

Hecate listened to the man. Good. If Enzo's school came in third it meant Hogwarts or Durmstrang was first... She'd hoped it was her own school... it could have used the money... But Durmstrang was led by Headmaster Zitnik... and he was someone to admire...

Yup... admire. His presence alone commanded a room. That man in his youth, must have been quite the looker... Anyway...

Come on judges... lets get to this. Patience was NOT Hecate's forte.

Seren was here! She was here! She couldn't miss this, not for anything. Sure she managed to lose a bit of time here and there and as a result wasn't as punctual as she usually was. Still, she'd made it, and ever so quietly, she tip toed to the nearest seat, ducking as she passed by some of those gathered. Whoooops.

Once seated, she watched, her head turning left and right catching up with whatever it is she had missed. From what she could gather, Beauxbatons were receiving their third place trophy... how very unfortunate, for them. She didn't know the scores, and wasn't able to do the mental math, but she had a feeling the Hogwartians had this in the bag, they had blitzed through most of the events, all of them, had been rather impressive.

As more and more students as well as a few adults made it over to the winners circle Maximillienne took care to not sit anywhere near Headmistress Truebridge. She despised her red-headed counterpart and she knew that ze feeling was probably mutual. When Shevchenko stood up to announce ze results of ze competition Maximillienne noted that Headmaster Zitnik had also graced the circle with his presence. He had an aura about him just like she knew she had and admired.

Maximillenne heard Shevchenko’s voice again as if through a filter and she whipped her icy glance over to him when he announced that her school had finished in 3rd place. She choked down the sour water that filled her mouth in reaction to the results and stood up. Gliding over to and up onto the podium with poise and elegance befitting a classy French woman, Maximillienne accepted the third place trophy from Shevchenko with a fake smile pursing her lips. Turning on her heel she retreated back to her seat.

Zitnik, Lafay
 

Since Minerva was sitting next to Mischa her blue eyes lifted as someone come to be next to him. It was the headmaster from Durmstrang and truthfully the man gave a Lafay feeling. She figured he wasn't very pleasant to socialize with or go to for help if one ever needed, but she gave a soft smile anyone. No need to be rude, "Hello Sir" She greeted him, but her blue eyes soon went back to the other people around as he addressed Mischa. She wanted to turn back and say something else, but it wasn't her place.

No she would just stay quiet it was for the best and soon a cat took her tongue as she saw Lafay walk in and lock eyes on her. She felt she had avoided nicely since bumping into the woman at the quiddtich celebration. No need to tick her off at the end of term she had spent all of term away from the wacka doodle. Yep no reason to start now. Since the woman's eyes were clearly on her for a few seconds Minerva forced a smile, before quickly turning her focus onto the stage. Thank Merlin the Judge she had spoke to briefly was there and starting.

So they had gotten first in the second round, that was great. Her smile grew bigger as she clapped for all the schools and their final scores. Clearly they were going to win getting first in both rounds, but really everyone did a great job. They had to have been the best to be here so she knew they all had to have given their best. She continued to clap for the Beauxbatons school as they received third place. She hadn't met any of the others just Gaston and him alone made it great that they were leaving with third.

Tiara was here, honest. She had just been having a good time playing bumper brooms and somehow missed the fact that the ceremony was starting. Scanning the crowd, she noticed that very few of the foreign students had decided to show up. I know they are unhappy they lost, but they should still be here. Show some support for your own school! Goodness, young ones these days needed to learn that not everything was about winning.

Ah, there was Enzo collecting a trophy for third place. Having missed the score announcements at the beginning, Tiara was standing in the back with excited anxiety because she didn't already know who got first. We so desperately need that prize money... She hoped the judge would hurry up and announce the winner.

Mischa and Zitnik
 

Karina followed Mischa into the Winners' Circle but lost him in the growing crowd. Where were the other Durmstrangers? She knew that they hadn't won, but it was still important for her to be here, just in case some special awards were going to be announced. Not that there were any special awards going to Karina. She shouldered her way through the crowd until she found Headmaster Zitnik and beside him, Mischa. She gave a special little smile to Cha and a polite nod to her headmaster.
"I am right here sir," she said catching the tail end of his comment to Cha.

She settled into position and looked towards where they were beginning the ceremony. She prepared herself with a stony face for a loss. Second place was the worst place in the world, after all; it was the first losers. If they came in third however, Karina wouldn't be able to bear returning to Durmstrang next term.

She wasn't late, was she? That was all she needed. Bronislava supposed she had gotten too caught up in having fun at roller skating but she knew she shouldn't miss the awards ceremony, even if she knew their chances of winning were slim at this point and it was simply devastating to her for reasons. Still, she had to respectfully represent her school and she slipped into a chair next to Karina.

"As am I, Headmaster," she addressed him immediately following her friend. She had barely made it in the nick of time, hopefully he wasn't too cross with her. She looked up to see that the French school had managed third place. No surprises there. But she wasn't looking forward to what would be coming next, something that would mar her academic record she was certain.

After handing the woman the trophy, returning her fake smile with equal enthusiasm.

Now, to continue with the unpleasantries, "In second place, Durmstrang Institute vith 140 points. Vould Headmaster Zitnik please come up and accept second place trophy?"

Not at all how things were supposed to end, but at least the school he had once almost called home had not lost to the likes of Beauxbatons. The only thing the man dreaded now was just how loud a reception the red-headed Headmistress of Hogwarts would perform when she was called upon to accept the first place trophy.

A bit of Mischa too
 

And there was the student he had been waiting for, along with another of his students. "Miss Wozniacki, Miss Zvonimir, I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it."

Hearing Durmstrang being announced as first losers coming in second place, the headmaster didn't have time to question the girls about why they were late getting to the ceremony. Instead he stood up then looked at his students that were there with him, Mischa, Karina and Bronislava. "Miss Zvonimir, I would like you to accompany me to the front to accept the trophy." Sure it wasn't the first place trophy, but he felt Broni should be the one up there with him since he felt she was the Durmstrang student that did the best job during this whole competition.

Knowing Bronislava would follow him, he made his way to the table and accepted the trophy. He then turned to his favorite student and handed the trophy to her. "Congratulations on all your efforts during this competition. You have made me proud to call you a Durmstrang Champion." Yes, in his mind she was a champion, even if it was second place.

Glancing out at the crowd he didn't miss that look on Truebridge's face. Yeah, go ahead and gloat for now you redheaded banshee. The next competition between the schools would be held at his institution if he had his way. Then they would see who would be gloating in the end.

Bunz!! Roro Bunz
 

Estella watched the proceedings with hands clasped in front of her as Fedir announced the winners and began handing out the trophies. Well, she certainly was not surpised by the results but she was disappointed that the other schools hadn't put up much of a challenge. Maybe some investigations were needed to ensure that Durmstrang and Beauxbaton were up to par with their teaching techniques but right now it was celebration time so she sauntered over to the Hogwarts headmistress.

"Congratulations Senora Truebridge."

Bronislava gave a tiny nod, shifting her eyes downward, as she heard her Headmaster's words, fighting to keep the growing red blush from creeping up into her cheeks. Thankfully he did not berate her for her near tardy arrival, for one of the judges began speaking again. Just as she had feared. Her school came in as first place losers.

She let out a quiet, disappointed sigh, trying to avoid any gloating eyes that may be on her when she heard the voice of Zitnik. Her eyes snapped up in surprise. He wanted her to accompany him? "Yes, Headmaster," she said at once, rising from her seat and following him to the front. A bit stunned that he had bestowed this honor upon her, she watched silently as he accepted the trophy, then let out a little gasp of breath as he offered it to her.

She gave a small, yet gracious smile as she took it from his outstretched arm. "Zhank you, Headmaster," Bronislava said as she glanced down at the trophy then looked back up at him. "It is an honor to have your approval. I am pleased to make you and Durmstrang proud." That was almost consolation for their less than successful performance. Not much could make up for her failure, but she was actually very touched.

Bunz
 

Laura clapped really loudly for her Headmistress. She was totally happy that Hogwarts had won and she was totally proud of her headmistress they had the best headmistress here and she totally couldn't wait to see what her headmistress had to say about the victory but she was glad that Hogwarts had won, she was a bit sorry for the other schools though.

He has only asked for the Headmaster to approach the podium and accept, so the judge was internally tiffed about the change in protocol. However, given who the man was, Fedir was more than willing to overlook things. It gave the school a positive image in light of its....loss.

Giving a golf clap to the 'touching' scene, he turned his icy gaze back to the audience. "Vich means vinners of 2082 European Bureau ov Vizarding Education Quiz Bowl Scholarship Competition is Hogvarts School ov Vitchcraft and Vizardry vith total ov 181 points." And now to brace for impact as he reached for the large first place trophy. "Headmistress Truebridge, please come up and accept first place trophy."

Quickly and quietly so he could remove himself from the potent stench of the roses.

Minerva sat awkwardly uncomfortable the more Durmstrang students came to join their headmaster. She had been sitting there first before even Mischa had sat down next to her and now she was sitting with them and not her own school it seemed. Well this was super duper awkward now wasn't it. She shifted in her seat and put her hands in her lap playing with the bottom of her shirt as she kept her eyes down as the Headmaster talked with his students.

Her blue eyes lifted as she heard the judge and even though she was sure that Hogwarts received first place she couldn't help but hold her breath until he announced second place letting out her breath she clapped for the school and watched as the Headmaster called on Broni. She watched as the girl followed and they both made their way up on stage. Still clapping she saw him hand over the trophy. Maybe the man wasn't has scary as she thought, maybe he was a decent guy. She continued to clap for her new friend and the school.

Now on to first place, she felt her stomach flip a bit. This was exciting and she had helped she hoped with winning this first place trophy and prize. This was one of the better moments of the ending of her time at Hogwarts. Just as she thought it the judge spoke again and she couldn't help but jump to her feet and clap loudly. What a great feeling to have hearing your school win first place. This was just amazing and great! The smile on the blondes face showed it all.

Well.. Now was the moment of truth. Just as things were going underway, Wade began to take in his surroundings. He grinned towards Alec who was sitting close by along with the others nearby. Hm. Where was Mousie out? He glanced around, finding her finally as she had waved towards him, which got him waving and smiling back. Coolness. Was it too late to change seats? Oh well.

He had a familiar feeling just then, like he felt he was being watched. His brows furrowed before he turned back to see Professor Lafay's eye on him. He smiled softly at her, she was a great Professor to him. He didn't how he could repay back all of her kindness towards him from their classes. Wade knew just what to give her, though he might have to check by her office in case she was busy at the upcoming feast.. Yeah, that'll work. He'll make sure to get her present wrapped up before sharing it.

Before Wade knew it, they were now tallying the points and handing out the trophies. He clapped politely for both Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. A little more heartily for Durmstrang, just cause he was a student there years ago, but only that.. and then there was Hogwarts. First place. His face swelled in pride for his school, a very happy feeling and he stood to clap too, with a little whistle escaping through his fingers from his lips.

Lex sat quietly through the third and second place annoucements. She knew it wouldn't be Hogwarts. Couldn't be. She'd put effort into it. Losing would have been a waste of said effort. It served Beauxbaton right on coming last. It's what they got for pulling that love potion abraxan dung. She never got to rearranged Gaston's face thanks to a certain Headmistress but she was use to not getting justice in this place. It was just a thing she supposed.

Finally that judge got to the important part. Officially announcing they'd won. Now they'd get the money. She would never have to pay to watch Quidditch again!!

Were they allowed to hoot and be vulgar? They won. It was totally called for. That being the case..."Wooooooot!!! Hogwarts! That's how we win!!" And a whole bunch of loud clapping too at the expense of any foreigners near or around her. They deserved applause for being the only ones to play fair in this whole thing. You never saw them trying to sabotage anyone whether in classes or in the competition.

At the Headmistress' request Lex flew up out of her seat, still clapping but also soaking in the applause. Headmistress had a point. They DID earn it.

Laura stood up and clapped really hard, she was so proud of Hogwarts and she was really proud of the Headmistress. She just hoped the Headmistress wouldn't mind what she did next but it was well deserved. "Three cheers for Headmistress Truebridge and Hogwarts school as a whole." The Head wouldn't eat her for saying that right?

Minerva continued clapping as the headmistress went up on stage and started to talk. Oh they were to stand well good thing Minerva had already been standing and clapping, so she just stayed standing and clapping cheering on the rest of her friends and schoolmates. This was exciting now wasn't it. She welcomed the happy and exciting stuff, because she knew too quickly the end of term would be there and she would be an emotional wreck as usual.

Watching the rest of the group standing Minerva tried to clap louder, her hands were beginning to hurt from clapping so much though and what was Professor Flamsteed singing? Wait she knew that song. Wow were the professors being loud and exciting.

Minerva, Zitnik, Karina, Broni
 

"Thank you,'' Mischa said. He smiled a bit at the Gnome Champion part. He had to admit that had been a whole lot of fun but he nodded understandingly at the next part. He hated the spotlight too. He wished this thing would be over soon so he could go back to the ship. Also the roses were making him uncomfortable.He hated the smell. "It vould not be long after this is over,'' he replied to the question. Mischa would not deny he was very pleased to go back home but a tiny bit of him would miss this Castle and the annoying stairs. Possibly even Minerva whom he had found a friend in even if that happened until the year was almost over.

Ah. Finally this ceremony was underway. Shooting a disgusted look at the roses Mischa turned his attention to the judge who was doing the announcements. Third place for Beauxbatons. Atleast Durmstrang was not last. He clapped politely for the Headmistress and her school.

He stopped soon after however as his Headmaster joined him. "Hello, Headmaster,'' the seventh year said. "I expect they vill be joining us soon. Karina is somevhere around.'' He supposed she had gotten distracted by one of the other events because she had been right behind him.

Speaking of Karina. There she was now. He returned her smile and nodded at Broni. Then the judge was announcing Durmstrang brought second place. Mischa was not at all thrilled at that but atleast they had not brought last. He watched as Headmaster Zitnik and Broni went over to collect the trophy.

That meant Hogwarts had won. "Congratulations, Minerva,'' Mischa said. "To vou and vour school.'' He thought he would have been angry at their lost but he was quite surprised to find out he was not. The Hogwarts champions had outdone themselves.

Oh so they were leaving quickly after this, well she assumed as much. They needed to get back. Maybe they had end of term feast or some sort of graduation tradition that they had to get back to. "Well I bet you are glad then." She gave him a smile, "I'm glad we could work out our differences. It's been nice talking to you this evening." She was enjoying the new friendship that seem to have been coming from this little encounter.

As she sat back down from all the clapping she turned towards Mischa and smiled once more, "Thank you. You guys really did a fantastic job as well. You have some great talent and brilliant wizards." They really did, Broni was one of the smartest she had seen and Mischa was as well. They would have been great here at Hogwarts, but she assumed every school had their top students. She just wondered if she'd ever see her new friends again.

Was that Professor Lafay? Merlin, Kat hadn't seen her own Head of House in a while and, as much as she didn't exactly want to admit, she would miss her after graduation. "Hello, Professor Lafay," Kat greeted the Mama Snake. It would probably be the last time she'd ever address to her like that as a student. After the term ends, she would officially be a graduate and it would be different after that.

BUT HEY. HOGWARTS WON. Kat knew that all along. With her school leading the first two rounds, why the hell wouldn't they win? The Head Girl applauded with that biiiiig smile on her face. Because Hogwarts deserved it, and the money that came with their victory.

So, where's the money?

WOOHOO. Kat totally liked Truebridge. Did ya see that? There was more applauding from the Head Girl, because they obviously had the best Headmistress unlike the Frenchie one. Sulky woman. Pssh. They won and the other schools should just suck it all up.

Oh, and they should stand? Okay. Kat stood stood up just because for recognition reasons. And of course, she kept her grin on her face. WOOHOO. Applause, please? Especially for the prettiest Head Girl there ever was in the history of Hogwarts Hogwarts being number one. Yeaaaaah.

Fedir could just feel a migraine coming on from the moment the Hogwarts Headmistress opened her mouth. So much for quietly and quickly accepting her trophy. Stepping to the side, he reluctantly allowed the woman to take the podium and cocked his head quickly to the right to release the building tension in his neck.

Hands free, he offered an extremely quick golf clap (Two claps. No more) and then waved his wand to remove the enchantments placed on the large bag of galleons that had also been on the table with the trophies. If anyone made any comments - that he could hear - regarding how his appearance mimicked Santa Clause...

"Your vinnings, Headmistress. Congratulations again Hogvarts," he said as he presented her with the bag.

Now if she would just take her seat he could dismiss everyone and they could depart.

WHOOOHOOOOO! They had won! Sarah and the others had done it.. or at least she ha tried. She probably was not the one who helped the most, but she did try. Her eyes were shining with pure joy. Hopefully Hogwarts had an auditor to insure the money was going to be used well.

She should stand up... now that was talking. Sarah loved attention.. she knew it was bad to seek honour so she tried to keep that side in its place. But now she was invited to do that. She stood and clapped, for the champions... and Hogwarts.

The one thing about winning, is that the excitement is marred by knowing that someone else did not win. She loved to be a winner, but it was easier to lose than to win as if you lose than you are not making others upset... She kept on clapping. Then she saw that bag of money... Sarah hardly ever saw money like that. Sarah hoped that the money was real and would be used well