Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling except the plot and Joachim de Grasse.
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First off let me introduce myself, Joachim de Grasse, I am this story's narrator, well my story.
A story that begins during my seventh year as at Hogwarts, but I should perhaps go over my background and the years that precede this one. I am from a noble pure blooded family, but don't be mistaken I am not a blood purity fanatic, a family from Grasse the city of perfumes for muggles and of potions for wizards. And it just so happens that my family is known for its natural talent in the art of potions. But you're probably wondering what I'm doing at Hogwarts instead of Beauxbâtons? Well my parents passed away during my sixth year and i was sent to live with my godmother, Narcissa Malfoy née Black, an old friend of my mother's.
So I moved to Engliand halfway through my sixth year of studying, leaving behind my country, my school, and my few friends to settle in Malfoy Manor. Lucius is not in jail because he switched sides when he realized Voldemort's battle was doomed, Narcissa is relieved and now able to lead her life as she sees fit since their couple has undergone a dramatic change when it comes to power play. And Draco has decided to pursue the studies he had abandoned during the war, he now follows his mother's advice: more lenient when it comes to blood and customs, in that regard similar to her deceased cousin Sirius.
And Draco won't be the only one attending Hogwarts for a seventh year with me, some students having chosen to complete an education broken by the war. Amongst these students is the famous Golden Trio, made up of Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and of course Harry Potter.
Things are looking up for this last year would you say? Well maybe for them, but things are looking pretty bleak for me. Placed in the house of Ravenclaw when I got here halfway through my sixth year of studies, and halfway through the war, I unfortunately did not make friends and I don't speak to anyone, nor do I have a set of close friends like some do. How I envy Potter and his posse sometimes. It must be said that I was pretty shaken by the events I had gone through and that my classmate's amicable but studious nature did not allow me to open up to them. I therefore plan on spending another lonely last year, pretty picture no? Summer's last days are here, we'll soon be in school, and unlike the rest of the population in the age group to attend Hogwarts I am not exactly ecstatic when I think about going there.
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Well here is a short first chapter but it allows me to place the story's context The nest chapters will deal with the last week of summer and the school year through our hero's eyes and in real time (well the majority of the time, we'll see if other characters want to narrate later).