11-03-2010, 03:32 PM
The next day dawned bright and sunny, tho with a slight chill in the air. It was a Saturday, so there were no lessons; even if there had been, lessons would have been cancelled for the more important happenening of meeting the delegations from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.
The whole school was standing out in the ground, ready to greet the foreign students and there was an air of excitement in the air. At first, there was nothing to be seen, and several students looked disappointed. Then Michelle, scr'ewing up her eyes against the sun, pointed into the sky.
"What's that?" she asked as she pointed. "It looks something flying towards us."
Other people looked and there was alarm on faces as the something flew towards them. Eventually, it revealed itself to be a gigantic flying coach pulled by six enormous palomino horses. The coach was powder blue, with white painted wheels, and it hit the ground with a sound like thunder from the giant horses.