The Triwizard Tournament {Repost}

[Miranda_]

Draven shrugged. "I entered, if that's what you want to know. If I hadn't, there'd be hell to pay."

[Silent_Wolf]

"Huh. Well, whether you get picked or not, I wish you good luck." She smiled and headed over to the table Wendy had grabbed.

[spirit_queen]

Wendy had already ordered some butterbeer for both of them to start off.

[Silent_Wolf]

"Mm, butterbeer. Thanks." Leela held up her mug. "To awesome metamorphagi!" She grinned.

[spirit_queen]

"And whacky hair colors!" Wendy chimed, clinking her glass to Leela's

[Silent_Wolf]

"Amen to that." Leela giggled and took a drink of butterbeer, sighing contently and smiling. "God I love this stuff."

[spirit_queen]

"It is a gift upon all of wizardkind!" Wendy agreed, then wringkled her nose as if she smelled something bad. "That's terribly sexist, if you think about it. wizardkind, indeed!"

[Silent_Wolf]

Leela shrugged. "I don't think about it much. It's muggle men you've got to watch out for, them all being 'oh stay at home and get knocked up something and blah blah blah take care of my kids'. Really, we wizardly folks have it good." She took another drink of butterbeer. "Think it just meant magic in general at one point."

[spirit_queen]

"Well, magic does rock... though my dad's a muggle, and he's not like that." Wendy shrugged. "There's an exception to every rule, I guess."

[Silent_Wolf]

"Yep." Leela finished her tankard of butterbeer and set it down with a light thump. "My dad works at a conservatory for magical creatures. I love visiting him during summer breaks; they have unicorns, large cats that are just rather odd, and .. well, you name it, they have it. Except for dragons," she added. "Those are just dangerous."