King's Cross, London
September 1st.

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"I am so glad we're heading back to Hogwarts." Said Gisèle Cartier contently, staring at the swirling smoke coming from the chimney of the Hogwarts Express, thinking eagerly of her beloved Ravenclaw tower.

"You mean you're glad we're out Marseille, Gigi." Her twin Gérard, or Gerry, smirked at her knowingly, using her childhood nickname. Gigi playfully shoved him, barely moving him tall 6 foot 2 lean stature with her petite 5 foot 3 frame. Gerry teasingly tousled her long, silky, dark locks and stuck his tongue at her.

"Gérard Charibert et Gisèle Audovera, ça suffit." Their father Clément said, his wild blue, almost violet eyes sparkling, pretending to be the serious paternal figure that the twins knew he wasn't.

Gerry and Gigi rolled their eyes at their obnoxiously ancient French middle names, an unfortunate tradition of the Cartier family. The Cartiers, originating from the south of France, was an old, wealthy, prestigious bloodline with many accomplished aurors, medicine researchers, politicians, and more. Similar to the British Sacred Twenty-Eight, the Cartier family was part of the French Le Sang d'or or, the "gold blood". However, unlike their British counterpart, the French wizards did not have the same delusional devotion to pureblood supremacy and even mocked the British families that did. It was once said that the Rosier family was shunned away from the elusive society of Le Sang d'or due to the inbreeding that was done to attain pureblood status, and the family moved to England in the 1600's. Indeed, the Cartier family did not care for pureblood supremacy, having half-bloods and muggleborns be part of the bloodline, and integrating well into high class muggle society since the Merovingians dynasty, much like the other families of Le Sang d'or.

"Desolé, papa." Said Gigi, batting her long black lashes at her father as he tried not to smile. Her doting father could never be angry with his beautiful daughter as he simply adored her.

Gigi and Gerry had inherited the characteristic Cartier beauty, and being twins, they were the ideal Cartier female and male counterparts. Gigi and Gerry had their father's large, wild, impossibly dark blue, almost violet eyes, framed with thick, long, dark lashes and a penetrating stare. On Gigi's delicate face, the eyes were practically doll-like. High cheek bones, full, pink lips, traced both their faces, where Gerry's features were masculine and classic, Gigi's features were graceful and beautiful. The twins had an air of effortlessly cool style, thanks to their French upbringing. Both had silky-straight, just-woke-up, undone looks to their espresso coloured hair, with Gerry's cropped short on the sides and a messy-but-stylish flop on top, and Gigi's fell down in locks to the middle of her back with layers framing her angelic face. Both twins were tanned from growing up in the south of France and while Gigi was slender and elegant from years of ballet practice, her brother had a tall, muscular, lean body from playing chaser on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. Gigi and Gerry also had the Cartier charm and anybody they met was intrigued with their wit, sass, and alluring, adventurous, attitude.

"Ahh, I cannot believe zis iz your final year at 'Ogwarts, mes chéries." Said their mother, Astride, with a heavy French accent. Astride came from the Delacroix noble French family and had ethereal blonde curls, ice blue eyes, and a small, ballerina body, much like her daughter. "Remember when ze two of you were nervous to attend 'Ogwarts?"

It was true. Gigi and Gerry were the first members of the Cartier family to attend Hogwarts in over 200 years, while the rest of the family traditionally attended Beauxbatons. As Clément was working in the French Ministry of Magic's International Relations he found it imperative that his children learnt several languages growing up, and the twins were now fluent in French, English, Spanish, and Italian. Clément became the Head of International Relations when the twins were 10 years old and the family moved to London for his job, just before entering the school age. Thus, Gigi and Gerry were to attend Hogwarts, while still spending holiday in their family home in France, and only were really in London during visiting weekends during the school year. Despite the twins being terrified of attending school outside of their native homeland, they had done exceptionally well over the six years at Hogwarts. They were placed in Ravenclaw, to which their father was secretly relieved, believing the house's traits of intelligence, creativity, individuality and wit made it the best house. Gigi and Gerry were top of their class, house prefects, and also part of Slughorn's Slug Club. The moment Slughorn read out their names in first year's Potions class, his beady, gooseberry eyes shone with eagerness to recruit their prestigious French name to his ridiculous club.

"Yes, but now your petits bébés are almost ready to enter the real world maman." Said Gerry teasingly, knowing his mother tended to get emotional during their goodbyes. "Gigi and I must really be going now. We'll write when we arrive to Hogwarts."

As the Cartier family said their goodbyes and kisses, Gigi couldn't help but reflect on the summer that was finally ending. Gigi and her brother spent most of the summer travelling in France and Italy with their friends from France as well as Hogwarts. Their days were spent at the beaches and exploring cities, while the nights were full of wild partying, doing drugs at muggle concerts, feeling young and invincible. Gigi had an incredible summer with her brother, friends, and boyfriend – ex-boyfriend – she mentally corrected.

Her heart squeezed painfully as she thought of her boyfriend of 3 years, Antoine. His messy brown hair, playful hazel eyes and him telling Gigi how much he loved her was all Gigi thought she needed in life. However, the days of being in love, dancing all night, and amazing sex came to a screeching halt in Tuscany, where the group bumped into another group of Beauxbatons girls. In that group was a tall, buxom, blonde girl that screamed tackiness and nouveaux riche, who attempted to hit on Antoine in front of Gigi. When rejected, the blonde gleefully revealed to Gigi that she and Antoine had been shaking it up during the last semester of the sixth year. Horrified, Gigi dumped him and demanded he not travel with the group for the last month and Gerry gave Antoine a nice shiny black eye when he demanded to speak to Gigi to explain what happened.

For the rest of the trip, Gigi partied harder than she had ever before, hooking up with random, handsome wizards, trying to forget Antoine and his betrayal. Even though her heart still panged with sadness when she thought of him, Gigi refused to allow herself to get back together with him. When the twins returned to Marseille for a week before leaving for England, Antoine came by the house every day, pleading with Gigi to talk to him and telling her that he would do nothing but try to win her back. After harassing the house elf, Pepin, who felt obliged to give Gigi these messages, Gigi finally had enough, meeting him in the Cartier foyer.

Antoine stood in front of Gigi, his eyes pleading, grabbing her hands, "Gigi, please, listen, I nee-"

"Antoine, no. I don't care what you have to say, it's over, you made damn sure of that when you had sex with that bimbo. I won't be taken for a fool, and I won't be giving you any of my time anymore" Gigi said coolly, snatching her hands away, her eyes glowing with fury. "I only came down here to tell you because you are scaring the shit out of Pepin with your stalker level determination to be with me. Please leave."

Antoine took a step closer, sensing he was losing, "Please Gigi, she meant nothing, you're the only one for me, je t'aime mon amo-"

Gigi snorted. "Don't tell me you love me, you're embarrassing yourself, and even if it was true, you sure have a funny way of showing it. Please leave before I hex your ass to fly out of my home. Goodbye, Antoine." She said firmly.

Antoine looked at her with fierce determination. "I will win you back Gisèle. I've made a mistake and I will spend every moment trying to show you how sorry I am. Never forget that." And with that, her first love gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and left.

Gigi sighed loudly as her and Gerry got onto the train. Gerry looked at her knowingly. "Don't worry Gee, Antoine can't bother you here and I'll be sure to kick his ass again if he does. Forget that loser, okay? New year, new you."

Gigi smiled at her twin. All of that twin connection crap Sybill Trelawney, the bug eyed third year, went on about was true with them. The two had been inseparable since birth and the two knew each other better than they knew themselves. Gerry always knew how to make her feel better and she knew he was telling the truth when he said he would protect her from Antoine. "Alright Ger, let's do this." Said Gigi. Her mind randomly traced back to last year's end of the year party, and a curious encounter with a dark haired Gryffindor. No, Gigi, you have to focus on you. She thought. With a flip of her dark hair, she flashed Gerry the signature Cartier twin smirk – it read all mystery and mischief, ready to take on the year.

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Hey guys! What do you think so far? I would love to hear your reviews :) Curious to see how Gigi's relationship with Antoine has affected her?
This story will have some French in it, as I do speak French. Thought it added a bit of je ne sais quoi to it hahha!