<div class="floatleft">(https://festivalreviewsdotorg.files.wordpress.com/2016/05/greggsulkin.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Durmstrang Male Uniform<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 2 September, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Dining hall <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Welcomes <br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Fall Out Boy - Phoenix (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5JqY-6q-RNA)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Linn (NPC) | Open (mentions Nadia)</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Aaren had heard the rumors but, like with most gossip, paid it little attention. The Triwizard Tournament was being discussed again, despite its deadly trials and most certain death for at least one of the would be contestants. He knew that he would enter his name if the gossip turned out to be true, despite his sister’s requests that he keep himself safe at school, where she planned to stay.<br/><br/>They sat together at one of the long tables, often preferring to eat their meals at the same time. When Headmaster Maximovich announced the news and dismissed them, Aaren eased his rigid shoulders and elbowed his sister. “Told you.” He whispered. A few others at their table noticed when she whined. “Yeah, so you were right, but that doesn’t mean you should go!” She protested, crossing her arms defiantly.<br/><br/>“I have to go,” Aaren insisted as he started in on his food. With a sweep of his eyes he looked around at his classmates and friends, smiling to a few, though his stare stopped on Nadia. She was whispering with a friend of hers - or someone he assumed to be her friend, anyway - and didn’t notice he was looking. At least, not yet. Aaren’s smile faded slightly.<br/><br/>It had been years since they were a couple, but admittedly, he still missed her sometimes.<br/><br/>“Are you listening to me?!” He suddenly heard Linn practically shout at him, the end of her fork jammed against his arm. Aaren shook his head, snapping out of his straying thoughts, and looked down at the fork poking into his arm, before flicking it away with a swat of his hand. “I know, Linn. Look, I’ll be safe. I promise.” He made sure his sister understood his words, before returning to his meal.