"But mother, it's what I want, isn't that important to you?" I questioned, at twelve I of course knew exactly what I wanted.
"Of course honey, but what about your brother he's going to Hogwarts, and so are all of your friends." my mother said pleading with me, though she tried to mask the tone in her voice.
"But mother I don't want to go to Hogwarts, Grandmother went to Beauxbatons, and even Nicholas Flamel!" I said trying to make a point, though it was futile, many of the greatest wizards and witches went to Hogwarts, I was just whining and it was pathetic but in the moment I didn't care. I just wanted to get my own way. I didn't really want to go to Beauxbatons, I wanted to go to Hogwarts, but there were people I didn't want to go to school with and at twelve I thought this was the best way to approach my problem.
"Yes sweetheart and your grandmother loved it there, but we don't live in France, Hogwarts is closer to home, I feel like its safer, I would really rather you go to Hogwarts." she said though the firmness was missing in her voice, I knew she would soon give in to my wishes. Her worry filled green eyes stayed on me, she was torn I could tell. As she looked at me deep in thought she absentmindedly twirled her long jet black hair in her fingers. I had always been told how much I looked like her. I had the same green eyes, high cheek bones, and long straight hair, though the color of my hair I inherited from my father, it was a deep brown rather than black.
"Mother." I said the plea evident in my young voice, and that was all I needed to say. She let out a deep sigh shaking her head, she smiled at me from behind the worry.
"Alright, we will talk to your father." she said softly, almost in that exact moment my father and my brother Blaise pushed through the drawing room door laughing together.
"Edward." My mother stood elegantly the tone of her voice was clear that a discussion was to be had and I knew that moment that I was going to get what I wanted.
"Yes dear." My father's voice held a note of concern, he knew something was happening. I shot a glance at my twin brother from across the room, he raised an eyebrow at me, he was confused and I knew it.
"We need to send a letter to my mother and to Beauxbatons?" my father's eyes widened he shot me a quick glance, though he quickly refocussed on my other. Blaise still bore the confused expression as if he hadn't heard my mother.
"But why, my love?" my father asked waiting for the explanation my mother would surely give on my behalf.
"We need my mother to write and see if she can pull some strings to help Blair attend the school." My mother finished her smile was uneasy, it seemed strained but I could tell she wanted to help me. She wanted me to be happy.
"But why? That's ridiculous!" My father said, it wasn't anger in his voice but he didn't sound happy.
"Because it is what our daughter wants." my mother said her voice firm. "We can discuss the logistics later." she said widening her eyes and shooting small glances at my brother and I, I couldn't figure out why she would do that, we were old enough to hear the conversation.
"Very well then." he said, his disappointment was palpable, I could hear it and almost feel it as if it were a tangible presence.
"Blair, Blaise, it's time for bed now." my mother said sweetly, holding her arms out towards us. We both moved into her loving embrace, she swiftly kissed us both on the forehead before sending us off through the door.
I wasn't smiling when we moved through the door, I had gotten what I wanted but I still wasn't sure if it would make me happy. Blaise and I walked in silence for a moment, I knew my twin was thinking hard about what he wanted to say, I could feel his worry almost as strongly as my own.
"Why don't you want to go to Hogwarts?" He finally asked, "Draco and I are going too, and so is Pansy!" he said confusion evident in his voice.
"You know Pansy better than I do and you know how I feel about Draco." I responded, I was scared of going to a different school than Blaise, we had never really been apart for that long of a time, it did scare me but I was going to do it.
"But Sis."
"No Blaise, I am going to Beauxbatons and that's that." I said with finality, I couldn't fully explain the reasons to him and I didn't want to, I didn't want him to try too hard to convince me to go, because he was the only person who could have changed my mind. "It won't be so bad though, you won't have to worry about me, you can get into all sorts of trouble and there won't be any one to tell mom and dad!" I said laughing, trying to alleviate the tension that had been left in the air. He let a half smile slip across his face and he shook his head at me.
"Alright then Blair, if it will make you happy." He said thoughtfully, he gave me a quick hug before turning toward his own room.
"Night Blaise" I called out, he stopped in the darkened hallway and turned back toward me, a most melancholy look on his face. "Good night, sweet dreams." he said slowly, he was my best friend, I would miss him more than anything.