"Did you find him?" Pheobe's younger sister, Gabrielle Delacour, asked, clutching her hand tightly, her eyes full of anticipation.
"I found him!" Pheobe smiled happily at Gabrielle, then waved excitedly at Jerry, who stood among the Slytherins. "Jerry, long time no see! How have you been?" she called.
"Who knew you were so charming? Even a Veela witch is this enthusiastic about seeing you!" Snape turned and glanced in surprise at Jerry in the fourth row, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Surrounded by the sound of his fellow students' hearts breaking, Jerry waved awkwardly at Pheobe.
Is it my fault I'm charming? Better than being someone with no wife who still has to look after his romantic rival's kid! Isn't that right, Professor Snape?
"Jerry, you know Fleur Delacour?" Malfoy asked incredulously. Come on, mate, leave something for the rest of us! You already have Fawley!
"None of your damn business!" Jerry could not be bothered to explain himself to Malfoy. "If you know her, why can't I?"
You lousy womanizer! This is too much! I've never met anyone so shameless!
Malfoy flew into a rage... and that was all he did. I know Fleur Delacour, but she doesn't know me! How is that the same?
Ah... Slytherin has suffered under Jerry Green for far too long!
"Has Karkaroff arrived yet?" Madame Maxime asked, surveying the gathering.
"He should be here any moment," Dumbledore replied gently. "Would you prefer to wait for him here, or go inside and warm yourselves first?"
"My students are nearly frozen. We had better go inside and warm up," Madame Maxime replied with a smile, though her brow creased slightly a moment later. "But the horses..."
"Rest assured, our Care of Magical Creatures professor will take good care of them." Dumbledore could see no