Norne
The door swung open with a quick wave of your hand. The ceiling suddenly cracked with thunder the students gasped in horror. To them they saw a young lady hidden in a dress of red but to you all you could see was a dear old friend standing on the alter of the hall
You wave your hand and the ceiling goes back to normal. You briskly walk to the old man followed by a short sprint. The action made a few teachers pull their wands out in worry for the headmaster but as soon as you reach him you through your arms around him in a tight hug.
You speak softly as the eyes on you are nerve racking
Elodie
Albus it has been to long.
At the realization of who is hugging him Albuses eyes go wide. He hugs you back just as tight.
Dumbledore
Elodie is that you? You have grown so much.
Elodie
Indeed and you just keep getting older.
Dumbledore
Oh you…Talk later?
You turn towards the crowd still with the hood on as the rest of the ceremony commences.
A man from the ministry steps in front of Albus. A man whom you believe to be one Barty Crouch SR. He looks almost sickly. Probably the nerves. The thought of doing what he is about to do turns your stomach in knots.
Crouch
After due consideration, the ministry has concluded that for their own safety, no student under the age of 17 shall be allowed to put forth their name for the tri-wizard tournament. This decision is final.
Immediately the room goes into an up roar and you can’t help but giggle to yourself about how eager these students are to put their life on the line. You look out amongst the crowd and your eyes catch on a certain boy staring back at you. Your mind goes blank for a sec and it feels like the world is in slow motion until Albus breaks you out of the trance with crowd a silencing yell.
You flinch at his words and stare daggers at him.
He stares back down at you and then immediately has a look of regret.
Dumbledore
I am sorry my dear.
Elodie
Your excused Albus now let me due the honors then.
You raise your hand toward the giant tower. With a flick of your wrist the tower starts to dissolve revealing the triwizard cup. The flame turns from a vibrant red to a light blue.
Albus steps forward to continue
Dumbledore
The Goblet of fire.
Dumbledore
Anyone willing to submit themselves into the tournament need only write their name on a piece of parchment and throw it into the flame before this hour on Thursday night. Do not do so lightly. For if chosen there is no turning back. As of this moment the triwizard tournament has began.
You stand next to Ablus at the gate of his office.
Dumbledore
Care to do the honors my lady?
Elodie
Well of course Albus
You whisper as to not catch the ear of anyone near
The stair case opens and Albus takes your hand helping you on the first step. You walk into the office and are immediately greeted by Fawkes.
You walk over to the beautiful Phoenix and gently pet his head.
Elodie
Still as beautiful as the day I left you.
Dumbledore
Indeed although he gas grown a mischievous side. Probably due to my own accord.
Elodie
Of course it would have been you. Who else loves pranks the way you do?
Dumbledore
I have grown fond of watching a pair of Weasleys who are far worse than me.
You turn your attention back to Fawkes and pet his head.
Dumbledore
Elodie we are alone now
You stop petting fawkes and turn towards Albus with a sigh. You lower your hood and look up at the old man in front of you.
Albus is short for words. The last time he laid eyes on you, you were just a kid and now your all grown up.
Albus was about to say something until he saw the scar on your face. A scar traced over your eye and done to your right cheek.
Elodie
It was a werewolf. He tried to capture me. They have been coming for a while but it has started to be more frequent. I came here to hopefully have a little break from running.
Dumbledore walks over to you and cups your right cheek tracing over your scare with his thumb.
Dumbledore
Well as I see you as my own daughter. I welcome you with open arms. Would you like your old room in the Gryffindor Tower ?
Elodie
I thought maybe I could try blending a little more this time. I am sick of people addressing me like royalty.
Dumbledore
Of course my dear we will have your sorting tomorrow morning during breakfast. What would you like to be called?
Elodie
How about Elodie Norne?
Dumbledore
The keeper of secrets. Suits you well.
Just then the stairs open and in walks McGonagle.
McGonagle
Is that who I think it is?
McGonagle
Oh my darling girl I haven’t seen you since you were nine year old
McGonagle
Now you’re a lady…
McGonagle hugs you so tight you can barely breathe.
McGonagle
Oh sorry my dear I must have forgotten my own strength.
Elodie
I plan on staying for at least until the end of the tournament so you will be seeing a lot more of me. Plenty of time for hugs.
Elodie
I plan on being a student here for the year under the name of Elodie Norne.
Elodie
The less people that know who I am the safer we all are.
McGonagle
Very well I shall keep your secret but please be careful while you’re here and don’t be afraid to come to us. I can’t imagine what nasty people are after you now
Elodie
Don’t worry professor as long as no one finds out that I am a Peverell all will be fine.
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