Chapter 7
Shell Cottage
Summer vacation came to an end faster the ever. Owen and I spent lots of time together and I had managed to make friends with one girl in the area. Her name was Lydia and she was so nice. She was a lot different from Amelia though. Like Lydia was a bit gothic. In comparison, she was the witch's black cat and I was the pink panther. It was quite funny how we became friends but it's worth it in the end.
A week before school, Mum and Dad dropped me off at the airport so I could fly to Paris. Once arriving, I scanned the place for Bill and Fleur.
"Over here Karina!" called a voice. I spun around. It was Bill. I ran over to him and Fleur.
"Welcome to Paris!" Fleur exclaimed.
"Merci," I said. Fleur beamed.
"You are peeking theengs up 'ery fast," she said.
"I'll help you get your luggage," Bill said. We walked over to the conveyor belt. My first suitcase came down. Bill picked it up.
"How much stuff did you put in here?" he asked, "This trunk weighs a ton,"
"Sorry," I muttered. We got my suitcases off the conveyor belt and then wheeled them out to the car.
"So you learned how to drive Bill?" I asked.
"Yep," he said, "took a while though," I laughed.
"Tons of crashing being done, eh?"
"Sort of," Bill leaned over to me, "I confounded the instructor to make me pass,"
"I'm scared to ride with you, Bill Weasley," I laughed.
"Come with me into the ride of death," he said, opening the back door for me. I hopped in. Bill started up the car and Fleur got in. Then we drove.
"France sure is beautiful at night," I sighed.
"Eet really eez," Fleur said, sighing, "Eet 'as been a long time since I was 'ere," she said, "I 'ave been in Britain improving on my Eenglish so I 'ave not been 'ome in a while,"
"It sure is nice," I said.
"Karina, look out the window," Bill said. I looked out and gasped. We were going right underneath the Eiffel Tower.
"It's beautiful," I cried.
"We'll take you up there," Bill promised.
"And the Louvre?" I asked. Bill looked at Fleur.
"Let's act as if we're tourists for day," he said. Fleur rolled her eyes.
"Okay, okay," she said, "we'll devote one glorious day these week to 'o 'awking around 'like tourists,"
We drove into the outskirts of the city. There were some cottages in the area. It was fairly quiet.
"We're here," Bill said, pulling up in front of a round white cottage.
'Finally!" I exclaimed. Bill helped me get my things into the house. No wonder it's called Shell Cottage, I thought. One wall was completely covered in white Shells.
"I'll put on some tea," Fleur said, waving her wand. The kettle filled itself up with water and started boiling.
"Pleeze sit," she said. I sat down on the blue furniture.
"So are you excited about Beauxbatons?" Bill asked.
"Yes and no," I said, "I'm a bit nervous. I mean I've been at Hogwarts for the last 2 years. I haven't known anything different,"
"You should do fine," Bill said, "after all, Beauxbatons is one of the top wizarding schools in Europe,"
"You are goeeeng to love eet," Fleur said. I felt a bit better.
"Can I use the phone?' I asked, "Mum said to call her when I got here,"
"Certainly," Fleur indicated to the telephone by the fridge. I picked it up and dialed the long distance number.
"Bonjour! Rookworth residence!" A maid answered.
"It's Karina," I said.
"Oh yes! Miss Rook worth! How did your flight go?"
"It went well. I'm calling to say that I have arrived,"
"I'll connect you to your mother. One moment please," The phone started ringing.
"Hello?" Mum's voice came on.
"Mum?" I said.
"Karina! You made it to Paris safe!"
"Yes. Bill and Fleur picked me up from the airport,"
"What time is it over there?' Mum asked. I looked at the clock.
"10:00," I said, yawning.
"You should be going into bed," Mum said, "I'll talk to you tomorrow honey, okay?"
"Sure mum," I said.
"Bye,"
"Bye," I hung up.
"I'm going to bed," I said to Bill and Fleur. They nodded.
"You've had a long day," Bill said.
"Yeah," I said, "I'll see you tomorrow," I took a shower and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.