Beâuxbatons. Why did it have to be Beauxbâtons? I could have gone to another school but no, my father had to bring my mother's family into it. Every witch or wizard in my mother's family has always gone to Beauxbâtons so of course that means me too. This is all I could think about on the way to the school in the Pyrenees. Say what you will but Palace Beauxbâtons looks beautiful in the autumn sun.
Pale blue robes and a hat make up our uniform and mine seem a bit long for me but my father said I would grow in to them. Im led In to the hall and seated at a table with some other first years when a giant woman walks in to the room all the older students stand and we copy them. The woman walks over to a pedestal and motions for everyone to sit, after that she clears her throat and begins to speak.
"Bienvenue à Beauxbâtons, welcome to Beauxbâtons. I stand before you to welcome all the new first years to Beauxbâtons academy of magic, I am your headmistress Madame Olympe Maxime. The new students so also be informed of the school rules and why they should be be followed, the first rule is: you uniform should always be neat and tidy and you must always look your best while walking the halls of the academy. The second rule is that first year students are not permitted to ride one of the schools winged horses alone and under no circumstances are you to feed or ride the Abraxan horses. The third is..." I tuned out the rest as these rules were in the student handbook too along with the rule, don't lose your student handbook.
As she finished her speech we were assigned dorm rooms and led there by and older student, the girls dorms was in a completely different wing of the palace to the boys and just like the rest of Beauxbâtons the dorms were fancy. The beds were carved oak, four-poster, stained a honey colour with birds and nymphs flying through the wood and the cream sheets worked in contrast with the red drapes that hung from the posters and acted like curtains. The walls were a very pale blue, almost white and the carpet was green like grass, this whole room makes it feel like our beds were in a meadow./p
I walk over to the bed with my stuff near it and let my gray cat Fishsticks out of his cage and let him explore the room as a lot of the other girls seem to be doing with their pets. I start unpacking my things and moving them in to my trunk and desk after I'm done a call Fishsticks over and get ready for bed. I get in to bed missing my room before drifting into sleep.
Author note: I want feed back on this as I want to make my writing better. There will be punctuation mistakes but if anyone's up for being a beta reader let me know. I have moved this over from blogger where this story has illustrations that fill out the story a lot more. If you wish to see the story with illustrations please go and read this on:
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