Les Amis de Hogwarts

by Carnivalgirl

Many years after the end of the war, a group of Hogwarts students see their families' victories steadily go to waste as old prejudices return. They decide to fight back before it's too late. But what if their ambitions are used against them? Third & Fourth Gen. Includes Teddy, Victoire, James, Louis and others. Draws inspiration from the musical Les Misérables.

1. A Heart Full of Love

Les Amis de Hogwarts

A Heart Full of Love

January, 2042

Hogwarts

He saw her once, talking to her old man after lessons. She hadn't done her historical narrative essay, and as Daniel Finnigan walked past the open classroom door he knew from their body language that both Professor Lupin and his daughter had had this argument before.

'You're too much like your mum, you know...'

Rachel turned her head lazily, and suddenly her eyes met his.

She was impossibly beautiful – he'd probably seen her over a thousand times now, but lately every time he got a full glimpse of her face, a vice squeezed his heart and he wanted to cry out in pain like the lovers in the paintings in the Hogwarts corridors. She didn't command that kind of attention; her hair, which she'd inherited from her mother (Victoire Weasley to the public, Professor Lupin's Hot Wife to his dorm mates) looked unkempt most of the time from her persistent habit of ruffling it, and she definitely didn't wear make-up, he knew this from sitting next to her in class. Her Gryffindor uniform was put together with minimum effort at neatness or style. Most importantly, despite rumours she was a Metamorphmagus like her father and grandmother, he was reliably informed by Annabella Boot that she had never altered her features.

And yet looking at her was like looking at a rose; he registered her heart-shaped face, expressive blue eyes, delicate chin and rounded nose as unquestionably, categorically, the definition of beauty and still she struck him every time. He loved the world just because she was in it.

Every one of these thoughts went through his mind as he stood and looked at her, to the point where Professor Lupin followed his daughter's gaze and said, in his soft teacher voice;

'Who's there? Do you want something?'

Oh, Merlin, he didn't know what to say. He couldn't even pretend he was lost, since he was a seventh year and everything. He just ran a hand through his hair and pulled his best 'I'm not doing or thinking anything important, pay no attention to me' expression, which was tough for a Finnigan.

Rachel smiled and lifted her hand, just enough for him to see, and turned away again, addressing her father. Daniel took it as a cue to amble away and lean forlornly on a nearby windowsill.

His default state was 'hopelessly in love with Rachel Lupin'.