Disclaimer: I am not JK Rowling (though I wish I was) and I do not own any of the characters you recognize. except for any OC.
By the way this is my first fan fiction, so bear with me
" You aren't serious?!" I exclaimed, my eyes wide as I registered what my mother had just said.
"I am serious. Dear, it is safe!" She sighed at my reaction, sympathy basically pouring out of her crystal blue eyes.
"Mum. How is it safer? Dumbledore is crazy." I reminded her.
"Darling, they have some of the best aurors there! It is much safer than Beauxbatons!" She argued, gingerly folding her handkerchief, unfolding it, then refolding it again.
"Mum, how am I supposed to even fit in there? I am perfectly fine at Beauxbatons- I have friends, admirers, a great education! What more is there!" I leaned forward, my heart hammering in my chest.
"Protection! You of all people should understand that is necessary! Your-" She was about to start on the whole 'your father would have wanted this' speech. I held up a perfectly manicured finger to her pale pink lips.
"Would he? Mum, I am sent closer to you-know-who." I tried to reason with her. She just could not force me to go to that excuse of a school.
"I have spoken to both headmasters. I think you will be perfectly fine. Madam even told me that some other families were deciding to do this as well. She didn't exactly approve of it, but what can you expect? Her star pupil is even in England!" Mum was starting to lose her temper.
"Mum, what does that have to do with anything?" My eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Darling, please? Just this year if it doesn't work?" She was basically begging me. My heart broke a little, seeing my beautiful mother with tears welling up in her eyes, looking so helpless. A single tear slid down my cheek as I covered my mouth, with my slim fingers, trying not to burst into tears. I absolutely hated stupid you-know-who and his stupid thirst for power, and his stupid motives and stupid Harry Potter and his stupid 'golden trio' which failed every single time to see that what they did effected every single witch and wizard on the face of the earth (and in space, mind you). Seriously. I was just so angry. My own dear Papa was killed because of the dark lords followers, in their celebration of his revival.
My mother and I were some of the only people in France who believed this, but after we saw what had happened to Papa, it's hard not to.
"Mum," Another tear slid down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away angrily "who are the other people leaving to go to… that school?" I crossed my fingers. At least I wouldn't be alone in this.
"I believe the Rambont twins, the whole Harrison family, the Gordans, and I think I heard Mayback." Mother smiled at my glee of hearing my best friend was also moving.
"Mum, I'll go… just for you." I reluctantly agreed.
"Darling, I realize this is hard. It's hard for me too. But imagine being in the twins' place. They don't even know English, and you know how odd they are." I was reminded if the two innocent Identical boys, just 11 years old, alone in a place far from home that they didn't even now. Hy heart throbbed as I already felt an ache for home, even though I was just a block away sitting in a cafe.
"When do I have to leave?" I looked up to see my mum dabbing her eyes with the handkerchief.
"August 21st." She sighed again. My jaw clenched as I glanced at the calendar on the wall above the counter top.
"So in two weeks?" I felt tears welling up in my eyes again, and I blinked them away staring at the no longer appealing hot chocolate in front of me.
"Yes, dear. How about we make the best of it and go to the country for a week? How does that sound?" She lifted my chin to make me look at her. I gave her a watery smile and nodded meekly.
~SlytherinTigeressNinja