Spectators

[Amable Didier]

Amable glanced out over the school-coloured stands to the plethora of students whose sole focus seemed to be cheering their school's champion on, and ensuring that it was their school to come out on top. He smirked at this idea, confident in Beauxbaton's success.

 

[Trilby Kiedis]

This was the last task at the tournament and Trilby could seriously feel elated at the prospect of never after today having to work so hard as a prefect. She directed the students to the stands before finding a place to sit herself. Looking down at the three champions she listened as their headmaster called out the results of the previous task and clapped as loudly as everyone else when it was announced that their own champion had won.

The duel that was to start was probably going to be the best she would ever see, each champion seemed to be sizing the other up before the Durmstrang girl blasted the first spell to begin the task. Trilby sat enraptured by it all.