Odin In The Wizarding World

A few days later outside of the remoddeled Great Hall, that is now acting as todays Dancehall. Soft music plays and everyone is well dressed and gathering in front of the entrace. Among them, Edward, who is dressed in a much more conservative attire than normal as he is waiting for his sister and fiancees.

His outfit fore the occasion consisting of a urgundary red satin dinner jacket with a black rever, black dress pants, also red dress shirt with black obsidian cufflinks, a black fly and oxfort laced red shoes. Having previously sneaked in to get himself a whisky, he now is nursing a glass of it, while talking to Krum. They both are keeping each other company, while waiting for their dates. Somehow Victor had been able to get Fleur to agree to be his date and now Edward had to endure his best friends endless gush about her.

''... Have I told you how athletic she is?'' Asks Victor Edward, while holding a full glass of crustal clear vodka.

Nodding, Edward says sarcastically. ''No, you didn't already tell me how the two of you raised 5 times around the lake, or how you explored the Forbidden Woods around here and discovered a herde of unicorns.''

Not getting the hint that is repeating himself for st least 15 minutes, the Bulgarian askes excitedly. ''What about her riding with me on my broom?''

Rolling his eyes, Edward states with a laugh in his voice. ''Since you are not refering to a to me unknown s.e.x position, I guess I already know that one.''

That said, he is able to spot Harry and Ron as they are comming down the stairs into the hall. Ron is fidgeting with his outfit. Even from a distance, Edward can hear them talk.

''Leave it alone.'' Tells Harry his slightly dimwitted friend.

Spotting Edward and Krum, Ron murmers to Harry. ''Poor kid, bet she's regretting being her brothers date. That narcissistic prick.''

Having not really listened, Harry asked. ''Who?''

Rolling his eyes condecending in Edwards direction, Ron says. ''Hermione and her brother of course. Come on Harry, why'd

you think she is going with him?''

''Maybe bacause the two of us both forgot about her? I was to fixated on Cho and you on Fleur...'' Says Harry, before wispering to Ron. ''... Also I don't think that it is a good idea to antagonise Granger.

Shaking his head irgnoring Harrys warning, Ron says. '' I would have taken her myself if she weren't so bleeding proud and had a thing for her brother. Also nobody asked him to be auch an asshat!''

''Hello? Edward are you still there?'' Edward suddenly hears Krum ask him, while holding hands with Fleur, who appeared out of nowhere.

Loosing side of Potter and Weasly, Edward returns his gaze back to his friends not caring anymore about the two boys, thinking. -Tonight they are Moodys problem, not mine...-

''It is nothing...'' Tells Edward his friend, before adressing the lovely blomd on Krums arm. ''... Nice to see you again, Miss Delacour. You look breathtaking tonight.''

''Thank you Mr Granger, you too look quite dashing tonight...'' Tells Fleur Edward, visibly affected by his compliment, before jokingly stating. ''... But not quite as handsome as my seeker here.''

Before they can continue their conversation, McGonagall joins the three of them instantly complementing Fleur. ''Good, good. Here you are! Miss Delacour you look radiant. Is that dress made by Hermes or Loui?''

Blushing, Fleir tells her. ''Neither. It is a custom made Saint Dior.''

''I should have guessed it... The applications are just two high quality...'' Comments the teacher, before adrssing their group at large. ''... Mr Granger and Mr Krum. Are the two of you ready for the opening dance with your companions?''

''We will be, as soon as Irena, Sibilla and Hermione get here.'' Tells Edward McGonagall.

Seeing both Krum and Fleur nod in agreement with his words, the elderly woman shows a bright smile, telling them. ''At least some are aware, that it is a traditional that the three champions or in this case six

are the first to dance. Surely you didn't need to be told like some people... Please enjoy the party.''

Raisimg their by now empty glasses, both Victor and Edward say in unison. ''Will do!''

Turning around, having attend to some matters, McGonagall suddenly stand still, as Hermione in the lead, flanked by Sibilla and Irena on her left and right come down the stairs making an entrance. Hermione wearing her beautiful pink dress gives of an innocent and approachable vibe. Sibilla on the other hand,while wearing a beautiful snow white empress dress, is ths exact opposite, giving of a m.a.t.u.r.e and unapproachable feeling. Somehow fitting in with these two polar opposites is Irena, wearing an armor like snow white dress pants/ skyblue corset combination that combines the violent with the distictly feminine.

Having intimate experiance with his fiancess bodies from several PG-13 activities over the past vew months, Edward is less effected by their gorgeous deity-like appearances, than everybody else. Despite that, he is still frozen in place, like everybody else, not because of the sisters currently stunning looks but his sister's. Having clearly gotten a make up and hairstyle lesson from Sibilla, the current Hermione was in no way less attractive than the two former godesses.

Recovering faster than everybody else, Edward raises to the foot of the stairs, ready to take her arm and be her escort for the night.

Takinng Hermiones hand, he is are of all the stairs and comments raised by all present.

(Girl#1) ''She looks beautiful.''

(Potter) ''Yeah she does.''

(Boy#1) ''God dammit. Live is so crule! How can one guy poses three godesses just like that!''

(Boy#2 to 3) ''Public Enemy! I call Public Enemy! Castrate that Granger guy!!!''

(Girl#2) ''Isn't he only Hermione's brother? I am so envious of her, to have such a good looking brother and perfect sisters-in-law...''

With the three's arrival, McGonagall instantly organises the champions according to their current ranking, the last entering first and last entering first. Hoing in first Fleur and Victor, followed by Cedric Digory and the asian girl named Cho, who Harry likes to stare at, Harry and some indian girl. Entering just before Edward and Hermione are Irena and Sibilla.

As they all walk in together, Edward can cone again feel the evil stares and comments thrown his and his peoples way.

(Girl#4 to Ron) ''Is that Fleur Delavour with Victor Krum??... Irena and Sibilla Proudmore aren't they both the fiancess of Edward Granger?''

(Boy#4 to Girl#4) "Yes, they are. I feel like beating up that handsome bastard. Shit, these three woman are just too dammed hot.''

(Girl#5) ''I want an cool and dashing brother/boyfriend just like Edward Granger! Red and black suite him so well.''

Loud music plays as the champions head to the dancefloor with

their partners.

Just as Edward is turning Hermione elegantly around to face him, Edward hears Harry partner tell him. ''Harry. Take my waist.''

Looking stunned, absendminded and embarreses, Harry asks. ''What?

As Edward himself takes his beaming sisters wrist and places a hand on the small of her back, Harry tells him through clenched teeeth. ''Now.''

The next moment the music begins and they dance. Soon others are joining in, Dumbledore and McGonagall, Mr Filch and his cat, Hagrid and Madame Maxime.

Enjoying the view of his fiancess dancing somewhat provocatively with each other and Hermione seems to enjoy being spun around by him, a huge smile appears on Edwards face. As they dance, he finds Mad-Eye siting on the sidelines drinking out of his flask, making him think. -I wanna know what he is allways drinking... A potion seems reasonable since he drinks often, but which one?''