However, as she went to relish in the moment with her boyfriend, the group of Beauxbatons had begun to pitch themselves forward, cartwheeling to the top of the room, where, allayed in a circle, they awaited their last three members.
Two blonde girls walked down the aisle, holding hands, one appearing younger than the other - must be sisters.
Vaulting side by side to the centre of the circle, the older looking girl pulled out a silk scarf, dangling it in her fingertips, before spinning the smaller girl like a top to finish off a dramatic trick.
Then, last but not least, was Eve.
She danced her way down the aisle, a trail of magically-enchanted birds chirping beside her.
Then, as though searching for him, Eve's eyes met Lucifer's as she moved her way to the middle of the circle.
She blew a kiss in his direction, and bowed gracefully, causing a handful of whistles from the boys in the room.
Eve glanced up, a teasing smile forming on her face, and sent a cheeky wink in Lucifer's direction to finish off the dramatic entrance to which the crowd erupted in applause.
Lucifer felt his heart begin to beat faster as he sat still while the crowd around him cheered - he didn't know what to do.
"She's banging, mate!" Ron said, shaking Lucifer's arm from across the table in excitement. "You lucky bastard!"
"You're absolutely disgusting," Hermione scoffed towards Ron, clutching the fork in her hand so hard out of jealousy, that her knuckles were turning white.
Hermione looked at Lucifer's face, and scowled even more.
They began whispering and pointed and all of the girls looked over, and Hermione had no doubt it was about that one girl's action towards Lucifer.
Hermione turned to look at Lucifer, but his eyes were fixated on the bitch who just flirted with her boyfriend.
As fair as it sounded, she wanted to snog him right now, showing everyone and that bitch, he belongs to her and fuck off!
A fire of jealousy had fuelled in Hermione, burning so bright that she swore that if the Beauxbatons even attempted to sit near them, she'd lose her cool completely.
Thankfully, that didn't happen as the Beauxbatons sat on the other side of the room next to the Raven Claws.
Hermione turned and looked at him, craning her neck to see him, and he was staring back at only one girl.
She returned her attention to the Beauxbatons and added approximately twelve or thirteen girls to her already long list; one of them she couldn't tell if they were a boy or girl.
'And who is that bimbo?!'
Hermione looked like she was ready to kill someone.
" 'as Karkaroff arrived yet?" She heard Maxime ask.
"He should be here any moment," Dumbledore answered her, "Would you like to wait here and greet him, or would you prefer to step inside and warm up a trifle?"
"Warm up, I zink," She said, then turned concernedly toward the carriage, "But ze 'orses-"
"Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher will be delighted to take care of them," Dumbledore said happily, "the moment he has returned from dealing with a slight situation that has arisen with some of his other -er-charges."
"Skrewts," Hermione heard Ron whisper.
"My steeds require - er- forceful 'andling," Maxime said, looking as though she doubted any Care of Magical Creatures teacher could be up to the job, "Zey are very strong..."
"I assure you Hagrid will be well up to the task. He has handled-er-strong creatures before," Dumbledore said, and Hermione could tell he was actually fighting the smile that wanted to show on his face.
"Very well," Maxime said, bowing slightly, "will you please inform zis 'agrid zat ze 'orses drink only single-malt whiskey?"
"It will be attended to, I assure you," Dumbledore said, also bowing.
"Come," Maxime said imperiously to her students, and the Hogwarts crowd parted to allow them to pass up the stone steps.
Hermione saw that one of them looked back at least twice before they disappeared inside the Castle.
"How big d'you reckon Durmstrang's horses are going to be?" Seamus asked, leaning around Lavender and Parvati to address Harry and Ron.
"Well, if they're any bigger than this lot, even Hagrid won't be able to handle them," Hermione heard Harry say.
"I doubt Durmstrang will be using Horses as well," Hermione said, but the only person who seemed to acknowledge that she even spoke was Lucifer.
"That's if he hasn't been attacked by his Skrewts. Wonder what's up with them?" Harry asked aloud.
"Maybe they've escaped," Ron said in a hopeful tone.
"With how big and dangerous they've gotten, I hope not," Lucifer said, "but if they have, I'm not going to hesitate in killing them."
Hermione stood there, shivering slightly now, waiting for the Durmstrang party to arrive.
She glanced at her boyfriend and he wasn't shivering or shaking at all, or if he was cold, he wasn't showing it at all.
She glanced around and most of the Hogwarts students were looking up into the sky, but Lucifer was looking out at the Lake.
Hermione stared for a moment, then remembered something she'd read, "Oh, that's right, in the past Durmstrang-"
She stopped talking when a faint noise could be heard; it was loud and oddly eerie, and was drifting toward them from out of the darkness.
A muffled rumbling and sucking sound was heard, like someone with a massive Vacuum cleaner was on the bottom of the lake.
"The lake!" Lee Jordan was heard yelling, "Look at the lake!"
Moments later a long black pole seemed to be rising out of the lake.
"Of course, it's a massive ship!" Hermione said, glad she had remembered.
Slowly and magnificently, the ship rose out of the water, gleaming in the moonlight.
It had a strangely skeletal look about it, as though it were a resurrected wreck, and the dim, misty lights shimmering at its portholes looked like ghostly eyes.
Finally, with a great sloshing noise, the ship emerged entirely, bobbing on the turbulent water, and began to glide toward the bank.
A few moments later, they heard the splash of an anchor being thrown down into the shallows, and the thud of a plank being lowered onto the bank.
People had started disembarking the ship; they could see their silhouettes passing the lights in the ship's portholes.
Lucifer noticed that the students of Durmstrang all were wearing fur cloaks.
"Probably from some Scandinavian Country," he said quietly.
"Dumbledore!" A man called out, the man Lucifer assumed to be the Headmaster of Durmstrang
"How are you, my dear fellow, how are you?"
"Blooming, thank you, Professor Karkaroff," Dumbledore replied.
Karkaroff had a fruity, unctuous voice; when he stepped into the light pouring from the front doors of the Castle they saw that he was tall and thin like Dumbledore, but his white hair was short, and his goatee did not entirely hide his rather weak chin.
When he reached Dumbledore, he shook hands with both of his own.
"Dear old Hogwarts," Karkaroff said, looking up at the Castle and smiling.
Lucifer was close enough to see that his teeth were rather yellow, and he saw that the smile Karkaroff wore did not extend to his eyes, which remained cold and shrewd.
"How good it is to be here, how good... Viktor, come along, into the warmth... you don't mind, Dumbledore? Viktor has a slight head cold..."
Karkaroff beckoned one of his students forward, and Lucifer was mildly surprised to see that it was Viktor Krum.
"Wow, what a bitch," Lucifer said disdainfully. "A slight fucking head cold? Get fucking real."
"Harry - it's Krum!" He heard Ron say.
"I don't believe it!" Ron said in a stunned voice, as the Hogwarts students filed back up the steps behind the part from Durmstrang.
"Krum, Harry! Viktor Krum!"
"For heaven's sake, Ronald, will you shut up?" Hermione said, getting annoyed by the red- headed, freckle-faced, lost follower.
"But Hermione - he's one of the best Seekers in the world! I had no idea he was still in school!" Ron said, clearly fangirling.
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