***author´s note***

Hey guys :) This is my first english fanfiction, that I plan to continue and not quit after a couple of pages - I really hope, some of you will read and like it or at least review to help me improve this story. As already mentioned, English is not my mother tongue, so I´ll be very thankful for proofreading.

I am very excited to hear about your thoughts and opinions of this story - so don´t hesitate, but shoot! ;) Nimea

Disclaimer: I regrettably don´t own Harry Potter, but adorable J.K. Rowling does. Therefore any obeisance should be hers. Well, don´t hesitate, to pay homage to my work, but seriously - she´s the one as in "the one and only" ;)

"Seriously, I can´t do that shit!"

Lyssa threw her pen against the wall and fell onto her stomach, now laying flat across my huge bed.

Her puppy-eyes made me grin.

"No way, honey. You know, that you have to write it by yourself."

I turned back to my own sheet, but gave up a minute later and popped myself next to her on the bed.

She pouted. "Why do we have to apply for these damn jobs? Why can´t they just… I don´t know, just accept us in the program?"

I laughed and messed up her hair, which turned into an angry red as a reply. Smoothing her hair out and turning it back into the silver blonde waves that would match my colour; she sat up again and looked at me with a funny expression.

"I really am not sure about this thing, Dom. I mean… a healer. I don´t know. Do you think it really fits me? It's always been my secret wish to be one, but on the other hand… I can´t imagine anybody expecting me, of all people, to become a mediwitch for a hospital..."

Her face was straight again and she looked concerned.

"Look Lys, why would people expect you to become a healer? You always tell them how you want to become something 'cool and adventurous'. Not that a job as a healer wasn´t cool, but I guess most people would expect you to become something like… a cursebreaker or a dragontamer." She tried to object, but I cut her off with a move of my hand. "What I´m trying to say is that you shouldn´t choose a career that others think would fit you. I am the only person who knows that you want to become a healer. And I say you should give it a shot. You shouldn´t turn yourself into the person other people think you are. Why don´t you show them who the real Marlyssa Greengrass is?"

She stayed silent for a whole minute, so I thought she wasn't going to respond.

Suddenly she smiled at me.

"You know what? I think you´re right."

"Of course I am, silly. I´m always right."

She laughed and threw a pillow into my direction, which I caught in midair.

"I am sure, you´ll be an extraordinary auror, Dom. Really."

That was my weak point. I pouted and my grin disappeared.

"Look Ly, I don´t know if I really should apply… I mean – my uncles won't just accept me into the program. My mama and grandma will give them hell, if they do. I should probably just give it up and become something else, like the other Wotter-girls. Something safe or boring…"

Her eyebrow was raised and she started to laugh uncontrolled. I glared at her and she laughed even harder.

"Dommie. Just listen to yourself – 'something safe and boring'?! Seriously? That´s not you hon. you always wanted to become an auror. It´s what you are meant to be and you know this just as good as I know it. Besides – you´re telling me to try and get into my dream career, but you´re completely unsure about your own. Now suck it up and write this damn application."

"Language, young lady."

She stuck out her tongue at me and grabbed her paper again, scribbling onto it frantically. I sighed and got up to collect her pen again and get another piece of parchment.

She suddenly looked at me with a wide grin.

"What is it, you crazy maniac?"

"What if you don´t apply for the job with your own name? I mean – your uncles aren´t aware all of your French family, are they?"

I didn´t get what she was saying so I raised an eyebrow.

"Just apply as male Dominique Delacour. Keep the rest, but change your gender and last name. If they invite you to present yourself, they can´t send you away because you are who they thought capable of the job. And if they try to give you hell for applying in a wrong name, you can simply say you didn´t want them to decide differently because of your relation to them – which is not even a lie."

I grinned and she winked at me.

"You witty girl – seriously, you should become a gangster. You would be awesome in finding excuses for what you do!"

She laughed and shoved me.

"Sweetheart, being best friends with the best auror to be, I don´t think I could pull criminal stuff off for very long…"

We both laughed and looked back at our parchment, where we finally wrote our applications, before leaving our dorm to have dinner with our friends.

They were waiting downstairs already, when we finally came down.

Tarik kissed me briefly, before taking my hand.

"Done with job applications already, babe?" He teased me.

I stuck out my tongue at him. He messed up my hair and I mock glared at him until he caressed my cheek and kissed me lovingly.

"Oww, get a room you two!"

Lys laughed at us, Marie and Elisé pretended to look offended, while Luke and Jerome wolf whistled and high fived each other.

Still laughing and giggling we sat down at our usual table.

"I just don´t understand how you can already know what you´ll do with your lives after we graduate!"

Zayn looked at Marie and we all rolled our eyes when she started the discussion again.

"Look sweetheart." He ignored her glare at her nickname and continued as if he hadn´t heard her. "There are some of us, who always had a dream job. So those of us who always did are now quite certain that they still want to do that job later."

She still glared at him for his way to talk to her, as he had pretended that she was a five year old.

"Dear Zayn, you might know that you want to become a quidditch player, but what about the ones who have no clue about their future at the moment? Like Elisé or Luke? Or take Dom for example!"

Elisé piped in, while shoveling a huge amount of potatoes onto her plate. "Actually I know what I want to do – I´m going to apply for a ministry job. My father assured me they needed some help in the départment de justice magic so I am going to start there in September. They don´t really require special NEWTs, only the average ones."

Luke nodded in agreement "I think, I won´t apply for anything until we´ve got our results. I mean – then I´ll know, how I did and what I can do with it."

Lys and I stayed quiet and just looked at each other meaningfully. Obviously the others didn´t notice, but Tarik squeezed my hand and looked at me quizzically. I just shook my head and smiled at him. Briefly there was a disapproving look on his face, until he turned back to his steak and stayed quiet.

The rest of our dinner went on with discussions about our future careers and talk about the upcoming exams. I had revised enough already – at least in my opinion – and was sure Ly and I would ace the exams. The others were very nervous about it anyway and so excused themselves to go to the library and do some more revision.

Tarik was walking me back to my dorm, when he suddenly pulled me into an empty classroom. I raised my eyebrow at him, but smirked at his expression. Slowly kissing him, I tangled my hands in his hair. He pressed me against the wall and one of his hands was traveling up my back, while the other was stroking my side.

When he suddenly pulled himself back, both of us were panting heavily.

"What is it, Dom? I always feel that you aren´t tell me something. Don´t you trust me?"

Suddenly feeling guilty, I pulled him closer again and hungrily kissed him again, until he pushed me away once more.

I simply couldn´t tell him, that I would leave France and would move back to England, so I pressed my body against his and lied in a seductive voice "I just miss you, honey. We barely spend any time together since we both are always learning and revising. I miss our alone time."

I gave my voice a rough tune at my last words and pressed myself against him even harder. He moaned and responded by kissing me hungrily and exploring my skin with his hands impatiently. I knew I had bought some more time until I would eventually have to tell him, but at the moment I didn´t care. I simply allowed myself to get lost in the moment.

I could feel my Veela genes take over and Tarik didn´t hold back anymore either, and hurriedly pulled off his shirt.

After we were done I was leaning against the wall, panting heavily. Tarik was panting as well, pulling his shirt back on and helping me to button up my dress again.

The short skirts with the blouses were something I had always envied my cousin Lily for. My dress was light blue and there were buttons from the neck to the knees.

When we both were dressed up again, my boyfriend tried to smooth out his hair, while mine laid perfectly as every time – it's an advantage to have the most of the Veela genes in your family. Holding hands, we went back to the common room where Ly was waiting, sitting on Luke´s lap and playing with his hair.

She grinned when we entered the room and said in a very high and embarrassed voice, "Oh my goodness, Tarik, your shirt is still unbuttoned at the top – what did she do to you?!"

He looked down at his shirt hurriedly, while Ly and I giggled amused. His shirt was perfectly fine, but he blushed nevertheless.

"You shouldn´t believe a word she says, darling – you know that she´s crazy."

She stuck out her tongue at me and started to draw shapes on Luke´s chest, while his hands traveled up her legs.

I coughed a "tramp" loudly and she stuck out her tongue again.

"Bite me, Dom. Not my fault that you chose to stick to one guy…" She then turned back to Luke and straddled his lap.

I was glad that the common room was deserted, except for the four of us. I pulled Tarik down on one of the sofas and cuddled into his chest. He was stroking my back, when our friends returned from the library.

Rolling their eyes at Luke and Ly, they joined us again talking about exams and our futures.

When Jerome mentioned, that he was thinking about becoming a curse breaker in Egypt, the others became all excited and nearly pushed him to write an application right away.

Suddenly it was Marie who looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"So Dom, what are you going to do? Any career plans? Or are you still uncertain like the rest of us mortals?" With that she shot Luke a look, who – still kissing Ly – didn´t even notice.

I felt Tarik´s eyes on me and cuddled even closer into his chest to Veela charm him and let the upcoming topic drop without digging into it too much. Simply shrugging my shoulders, I almost whispered my response, carefully observing their reactions.

"Well, I thought about… maybe becoming an auror."

It was quiet for a second and I knew that Ly was checking their reactions as well.

Then Elisé looked at me with a smile.

"I think, that sounds like a brilliant idea – you´re gorgeous at charms, defense, transfiguration, and you ace any sport you give a try. The ministère will gain a very capable new member!"

The others smiled and nodded in agreement, but didn´t object and I was tempted to loosen my Veela control on Tarik, but I was too afraid of his reaction as to do so.

So, I let the moment pass and ignored the guilty feeling about lying to Tarik. When I couldn´t suppress it any longer, I got up and told the others I was going to sleep. They said they would stay a little longer, but Ly got up and joined me.

The moonlight shone into our dorm and my best friend was already lying in her bed while I still stood in front of our basin, brushing my teeth.

"So, what is it sweets?"

I looked at her with narrowed eyes and she arched an eyebrow.

"You know that you can´t hide stuff from me, so spill!"

I knew she was right, so I tried to explain while still brushing my teeth.

"Fffarrriqu foum oup, fat fomepfing ifff ouppp."

She looked at me as if I was crazy. "I didn´t catch that bit…"

Rinsing my mouth, I repeated, "Tarik found out that something is up."

"Oh. So you decided to distract his mind by using your Veela genes and having wild sex with him in an empty classroom."

I knew that it was no question so I just threw myself onto her bed and stole her blanket.

"You know Dom, I don´t think you should always solve your relationship problems with random sex and your Veela charms."

I didn´t say anything again, so she gave up and hugged me until she joined me under her blanket.

Two students share a bedroom in Beauxbatons. The dormitories contained two wide beds with light blue sheets, two huge closets, two desks, and a big bookshelf. The room was hold in light silver, the furniture was white, and there were blue cushions and accents everywhere.

As the beds were huge, Ly and I had always shared one since our first night in Beauxbatons, where both of us had been homesick.

She was my very best friend back from the first day, where she had punched a boy for checking me out and looking at me 'like I was a piece of meat'.

Being a metamorphmagus, she too had understood how it felt to be different I did because of my Veela genes. Since then, she often wore her hair in the same shade of my silvery blonde.

When she came to Shell cottage with me during our summer break, people would often assume we were sisters and we loved to make fun of them. She would change her looks into mine and we would tell everybody she was my returned lost twin. My grandma loved her as if she was her own grandchild and Ly loved to return to my family instead of to her mother.

Astoria Greengrass was a selfish woman, who had married a strict man with a black moustache. Ly hated her stepfather, but her mother had never told her who her real father was. The one time she had asked for him, she´d gotten arrested for a week and her mother didn´t talk to her in days.

She´d never asked again.

Her voice pulled me back into present, when she looked at me curiously in the dark.

"So, you didn´t tell him you´ll return to England?"

I shook my head and bit my lip.

She exhaled loudly, but her voice wasn´t accusing. That was our unspoken rule – we would always take each others´ side and be there for each other.

"You know, I think the sooner he knows the better. If you tell him now, he still can decide to get a job in England as well."

I kept silent again.

She raised her brow.

"You don´t want him to join you in England? Hon, you really should tell him and break up with him if you don´t want to stay with him."

I nodded and closed my eyes briefly.

"I will eventually. But I can´t do it before our exams. You know how he´ll react. I can´t be the reason for him spoiling his future."

She nodded and closed her eyes and then grinned when I did.

"Besides… you´ll keep him for another couple of months as he´s just too easily persuaded into having very good sex with you!"

We both laughed for a whole minute, before our giggles died into content sighs. Like every night, Ly took my hand and cuddled into my sight.

Her head resting on my shoulder, she sighed and whispered, "These are our last holidays, Dom. The last ones of our lives. I´m afraid of the times to come. Everybody will go their own path and nothing will stay the same. We´ll go to England and start our futures; you´ll go into auror training and I´ll become a healer." She stayed silent, before she added hardly audible, "I´m afraid, nothing will stay the same."

Again it was silent for a second. Then, I hugged her tightly, interlocking our fingers again.

"Ly, of course there´ll be a lot of changes and we won't see each other as much as we do now. But it will be alright – we'll move into a flat together and you know that my family has adopted you as one of the Wotter-girls."

Pushing her bangs out of her face, I locked my ice blue eyes with her winter grey ones, before whispering my last words for this night.

"Sweetheart, there'll always be changes… but in times we're afraid, we can always find hope in one truth. One thing will always stay the same. I'll be there for you and you'll be there for me, so what could ever happen to be afraid of?!"

With a smile on our faces the two of us fell asleep, clinging to our promise, the one we´d made at our first day of school – nearly seven years ago.

*** author´s note ***

Hey guys,

What do you think? As already said, I plan to continue this story, so I´m very excited to hear, how (and if) you liked it. Again: Please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes, this is not my mother tongue, what doesn´t mean that you shouldn´t correct me. In fact I´m happy to correct any mistakes that you found…

Thank you already for hopefully many reviews ;)) and a special thanks to MissPotter94, who helped me straight this idea out and get a plot into my head :D (Btw, she´s amazing, so check out her stories, they´re AWESOME!)

Thank you as well to speedsONEandONLY - I know, what misspotter94 sees in you ;) Seriously: Thank you a lot, it´s awesome of you to beta me :))
I hope, we´ll work together for a while :)

Please keep reading,

Nimea