Fate determines who walks into your life... But you decide who you let walk out, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go - Unknown
Chapter 2: I've never heard silence quite this loud
Dismounting the carriage, I took a hold of Dominique's hand. She gave me a squeeze of reassurance as we made our way to the Grande Salle, a wave of pastel blue darted past us as the Leaders à la Chambre or more commonly known as the Têtes lead the first years to their designated table. This was just one of the many reasons Beauxbatons is so much better than Hogwarts. Instead of having their crazy ways to sort people into different 'houses' based on what they value, the children in Beauxbatons ere streamed according to their age. If it hadn't been for that, I would've never met Dom or the boys. The palace was tall and silver, looking just like one of a fairytale painting. It was so large that I doubted even Dom knew every room in it even if she had been attending for about six years and a day. Trees of silver lined the corridor and from them grew notices of things that happened in the school. I smoothed out my dress and readjusted my beret. Paintings of famous French people lined the walls and a large portrait of a lady with curly brown hair next to a man on a chair with a beard of stubble and a brave face was hung above the entrance to the Grand Salle. They were Annette les Joues Roux and her husband-to-be the Lord Benoet Beauxbaton, the finders of Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.
I smiled as I spotted Jeremy Beaumont in a crowd of firsties and made my way over to him, giving him an enormous hug that squeezed the air out of him. Dom was just about to do the same but she stopped midway stuck her tongue out at him. He shook his head and went back to the Tête duty. Maybe this was why we called him 'Jem' instead of Jerry or the more common nickname, Remy. It was because Jem really was the literal 'Gem' of our group and man did he look like one too! He didn't have the sky blue eyes of Dom but Jem's eyes definitely did resemble sapphires and his hair fell like a waterfall of brown down to his eyebrows. His eyes sort of glittered and danced in the sun and although he didn't like to admit it, it was because of his eyes that he received attention from other girls, not from his body as he would like to think so. Dom had never quite forgiven him for leaving us stranded in the Grand Salle while he got to dine every Saturday in the presence of Madam Maxime and her entourage of teachers.
"Dominique! My chéri!" Dom and I spun around and so did quite a few other girls behind and in front of us. Dominique shirked in happiness and bear hugged Tristan who had just made the best Dominique imitation I'd ever heard. Jem and I snorted as Mason looked a bit dazed with what was happening in front of him. A bunch of girls to my right giggled at Mason's confused face but he remained oblivious. Jem had the most beautiful eyes but it was Mason Durand who stole the trophy for 'best body'. He was about 6 feet tall with a mop of sandy blonde hair that looked like it had been blown to one side with some sort of super-powered hair shape changer and olive green eyes. He was even more tanned than Dominique and had an amazingly trampoline-like six pack and what I mean by that is that if you jumped of a three story building and Mason was lying underneath, you'd probably bounce right up again (Not that I've ever tried this but we are seeing to do it soon). He was basically the image of 'perfection'.
No girl bothered go near Tristan Moreau since before I even started Beauxbatons and that was because Dom had trademarked him as her own when they were flying over in the carriage from London when she 'accidently' snogged him and refused to stop until Mason had to wring her of him. How she managed to do that all 'accidently' I probably will never find out but since then, no girl has bothered to try and even flirt with Snow White because they knew that it was better not getting Dominique's beautifully manicured and highly deadly nails in their skull. Tristan never seemed to even bat an eye on why no girls bothered to go near him and seemed to enjoy the attention received from Dom. "Hey Snow White!" I said to him while being hugged by Mason. Tristan grimaced at his nickname and turned to hug me too.
"With hair as black as ebony
Skin as white as snow
And lips as red as blood
He is the fairest in all the land
Or at least the fairytale says so..." Mason sang at the top of his lungs. Him and I burst into laughter as Tristan blushed red.
It never really struck me this much about how attractive my friends were. I mean there was Cinderella, male Snow White, male Sleeping Beauty and a male, blue-eyed Belle. I was like the odd one out, the ugly duckling. I am about average height with wavy light brown hair that was never untangled and skin that is permanently not able to tan. My eyes are like coals, so dark brown that you can't even tell the colour and I have a sprinkle of freckles on my nose. I do have a few blemishes and my cheeks are so red all the time it looks like I'm constantly blushing. I wrinkled my nose in annoyance. Maybe this was the down side to being friends with incredibly hot and talented people? Well, it beats having no friends at all.
"Come on and stop blocking up the entrance!" yelled Jem from in front of us. Mason and I went on laughing and started to make our way towards the Grand Salle. Mason started to explain what had happened in a game of Quiddich he had played against his brothers when I saw out of the corner of my eye that Tristan had offered his hand to Dom who happily took it. I smiled to myself. I had been waiting since third year for their relationship to start and it was finally our last year. Magic was bound to happen. I stifled a laugh as I imagined what Dom and Tristan's babies would look like if they were married. Dominique Moreau did actually have a nice ring to it.
"What are you smiling about Gen?" asked Mason who was now undoing the first button of his top much to the pleasure of several girls around us.
I rolled my eyes. "Could you imagine Dom and Tristan's babies? They'd be hyperactive blonde kids who are addicted to playing quiddich with their Uncle Mason."
"Pretty hot babies' right? Maybe I could ge-"
"MASE!" I said in shock. "You are not going to pedo on Dom and Tristan's children!"
Mason stroked his fake goatee. "We will see about that."
The early morning sun bathed our dormitory in golden light and slightly blinded me since I was never really home most of the time I was used to sleeping in Dom's cold, dark room in her attic. I screamed in agony and fell of the bed. This just happened to wake up the other six girls in my dorm including Dominique who had taken to throw a teddy-bear from her bed filled of stuffed animals at my head. Beauxbatons palace is large and the plus side to that is that so are your dorms. Each could easily fit about seven people and still had enough room for bedside tables. The room was painted a dull lilac and smelt of jasmines. The beds had matching covers but Dom and I had changed ours to matching patchwork quilts Fleur had taught us to made in the fourth year break. A chest where all your belongings were placed stood at the foot of each bed and the beds themselves were all arranged in a line. Every girl in my dorm had taken to make a collage of their friends, families and things they missed and hung it somewhere on the wall. The Beauxbatons school crest was situated about the double doors and so was a list of names which told who was supposed to be in the dorm. No one else even if they were the same gender as you was allowed to go in your dorm except the people in your dorm. In gold the names Lucinda Chevalier, Manon Desmarais, Genevieve Henderson, Emilie Laurent, Oriel Leroy, Aubree Smith and Dominique Weasley were written in extremely fancy writing.
"Seriously Gen? What are you, a vampire?" Lucie asked in French. She grabbed her uniform that was hung over her chest and made her way outside to the bathrooms to get changed.
"Vas time iz it Emilie?" asked Manon who rarely ever spoke English.
"Just 8:23..." Em answered.
Dom and I both grabbed our uniforms and started to make our way out too when we heard Brielle yell, "8:23! WE'VE GOT TO GET TO THE REMARQUEZ CHAMBRE BY 8:30!"
"SHIT! WE'VE GOT THAT TALK WITH MADAM MAXIME TODAY!" yelled Oriel who had a bad habit of swearing and that's when Dom and I heard the extremely audible noise of four girls running for their lives.
"-And so ve are-"
I knocked on the door. Manon and Lucie quickly straightened their berets as Aubree ran her fingers through her tangled hair again.
"Come in!" We all speed in and went to sit next to our friends.
"Désolé Madame Maxime et Madame Rose." we all muttered.
Mason raised his eyebrow. "Sleep in again?" he asked nodding towards Aubree who now achieved the look of sex hair. The Remarquez Chambre or the 'notice room' was a room that looked like a Roman Collasium with circular walls and seats surround the stage on different levels. Dom, the boys and I were sitting in the back row along with a few other boys who I recognized as the Quiddich players and girls who seemed to be fawning over them. Mason was also part of the Quiddich team. His life's goal was to play for the national team, the Faucons Français.
Madam Maxime was standing on the stage. She was probably the tallest prson I'd ever seem with a short black bob cut and large brown eyes. Today she was wearing a robe of purple silk with silver trimming and a hat that grew bluebells. Next to her stood Madam Rose Zellar, a former pupil of Hogwarts many years back and our year advisor. Madam Rose had long, curly black hair that reached her waist and an olive complexion. She always smelt like roses and she seemed to be always wearing rose in her hair too.
"We totally forgot it was the talk thing today!" whispered Dominique. I wasn't paying much attention. I noticed how we were a wave of pastel blue all facing one direction. It seemed like Deja Vu. I wrinkled my nose and tried to remember what it was and then it all came crashing back to me.
"Oh my god Dom, I think this was the predication!" I hissed keeping my voice lowered. Tristan, Jem and Mason looked shocked. I had told them about my abilities which they thought was a joke at first but the more predications I gave them that were true, the more they started to get scared whenever I had another prediction. "At Dom's place, I saw this-" I waved my hand around the room. "And Madam Maxime telling us something. My predications have never been this close to the actual thing happening..."
"Are you alright Gen? What happened afterwards?" asked Jem frowning.
I shook my head. "I'm alright but that's all I saw."
"Well, let's find out what really happened!" said Tristan who was seated next to Dom; I was in the middle of Jem and Mason. Madam Maxime who had tried to quiet down the auditorium after we had arrived suddenly yelled, "ENFERMER!" and everyone went quiet.
"Girls, next time pleaze come quickly! Madame Roze vill be telling you vat this iz about!" We all turned to Madam Rose who made her way to the front of the stage.
"Girls and Boys, as you know the Triwizard Tournament is held every five years and two years ago, students were lucky enough to go. We will not be participating in the Triwizard Tournament but the Ministry of Magic has arranged an exchange program for one year of Beauxbaton's students to go and visit another school."
The room was dead quiet.
"This year, we have been honored with being picked as the first group that will be going on this exchange program. Notifications have already been sent to your parents and caregivers who have all nearly all agreed to let you participate in this great experience that lets you make new friends and um...not result in death."
Even if it was supposed to be a joke no one laughed. This year we wouldn't be staying in the beautiful palace of Beauxbatons, we'd be going somewhere else.
"We'll be leaving next week on Monday so lessons will resume as usual. Your trunks will be taken over there for you on the day but we will be riding two carriages, one for the boys and one for the girls."
Everyone groaned. "You been we're going to be split up?" Mason asked putting on his puppy face. He then lunged at Jem and me and refused to let go.
"Be quiet everyone!" Someone raised their hands but Madam Maxime ushered it down. "This is a wonderful experience to learn something new and make new friends! You will get so much out of this and you will probably never get this opportunity ever again in your life! From personal experience, I know the school you will go to is amazing!"
And that's when all the colour drained out of my face. She could not be thinking about what I think she was thinking about.
Jem seemed to noticed my sudden reaction. "What's the matter?" he asked and Dominique turned around. Only Dom knew about my horrible history, the boys only knew I didn't like that school.
"What school is it?" asked someone from somewhere in the audience.
Madam Rose smiled.
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
And the whole room erupted in noise; all I could do was stair and the white ceiling. I felt like I was going the throw up as my stomach started to do triple somersaults and my head started to spin.
I didn't want to go back. I had come to Beauxbatons to escape; I didn't want to go back. I didn't want to face them again, who would?
I was called ugly, fat and stupid. I was pushed against the ground so many times that my right arms was scared a bit. They made up rumors about me. He told everyone about my personal issues and what was happening to my family and that wasn't even the start of it. I was only 12 at the time but most days I'd spend my time in the library trying to learn spells so if i ever did come across a station where I had to defend myself, I was ready. My grades were amazing since no one ever talked to me and I had no place to go. And then there we Potter's fan girls. They weren't as bad as Mason's but at least Mason's fan girls treated others like humans. I was jinxed in the hallways and slammed against the walls. I couldn't believe that this guy was actually Dominique's cousin. Probably the worst time was on a rainy spring day when it was so cold outside no one bothered venture there. Freddie Weasley had been recently been practising a spell and decided the best place to practice it was on me. The leg-binder curse basically locks someone to the ground and refuses them to move. I stood there all night and all morning next to the tree near the lake until Madam Pomfrey found me. I was shivering like crazy and when she asked me what had happened, I never had the guts to tell her.
"But Ma'am? What about out exams?"
"Well, John, since Hogwarts education standard has improved a lot since I attended I suppose that you to will find their classes nourishing. I do expect all of you to top their classes since our school had still go a higher education standard then them."
"Madame Rose! Vill ve be returning or shall ve be staying their all year?"
"We'll come back a month before graduation to write our exams and graduate. If any of you find their work to easy, please find me, Madame Maxime or Monsieur Valentine. We will surely give you harder work."
I raised my hand shakily. Dom looked confused. "Miss? Do we have to go?"
"Well seeing as the Ministry has undergone all that trouble by organizing the advent and your father has signed the note, yes Gen, it is compulsory to attend."
"Oh." I said flatly as Madam Rose started to read out the names of the kids whose parents hadn't given them permission to go.
Merlin's pants was I stuffed.
A/N: Le chapitre est terminé! (Thank you to the wonderful Google Translate :D) Oh no! Gen's going to Hogwarts? What's going to happen? Will they get along, ignore eachother or will she beat the crap of out him? FIndout next time on - What ever this is called! Oh wait, it's called - FOR ALL THE WRONG REASONS!
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LilyMelany: Sorry! I'm putting the A/Ns down the bottom now and I'm also editing thet other chapters :) Yes, I know Vic, Dom and Louis were Fleur and Bill's only kids. Jem, Trsitan and Mason are Gen and Dom's friends and Sebastian is Gen's little brother (who Louis reminds her of). Thankyou for reviewing :D
Craving Oxygen: Thank you too xD I'm glad you like Gen's name :) When Gen says that it's supposed to convey what type of person Fleur is. A perso who respects pride, politeness and perfection and it does make sense since it does happen. If someone stayed at your place like 24/7 and are your daughters best friend, sometimes it can get awakward. Gen's polite and the only thing that comes to her strength when she's meeting people is not to judge them but to judge what sort of people they like. Gen doesn't want to get on Fleur's bad side and she's crashed at their place way to many times to earn the respect of calling Fleur by her nme and Fleur likesthat. I'm sorry if I confused you, I know it doesn't happen like that sometimes but let's say for Fleur that it does :D I will be putting future predictions italics so thanks for the heads up :) It's in italic because its supposed to be like they're reading eachothers mind. I know it's weird but It does happen sometimes! (I've done it once withmy brother and twice with my best friend :D) I will change the ord prohecy to prediction (Sorry, I was really bus when I was writing it so I might've gotten a little confused).You'll probably find ot the right reasons when she leaves Howarts to go back to Beauxbatons but thats like at the end so it's a long way away :D Yeah, poor Gen :O You'll find that out sooner or later and you'll find the FULL reason for why James doesn't like Gen WAY later on :) Thank you :D
Hope you guys liked CHAPTER 3!
