Bonjour ma Cherie! I swear I spend more time writing this shizzle than my school work, I'm so responsible. Not much of an intro needed for this chapter, a bit filler-ish but with some muy importante bits and bobs. Look at me getting all linguistic, anywhoo, here's your update
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Rose's POV
In the next fortnight the frequency at which Alice's hair changes colour began to slow, Neville almost had a heart attack when he saw it first, Aunty Luna didn't seem to mind at all and Frank thinks it's hilarious. Alice told me the real story of how the potion ended up on her head and now we both make a massive point of spending as much time as possible with Al who "Never liked Evie in the first place" but only after we told him. Alice's hair has been lime green for the past two days and when all students are called to the Great Hall for dinner on Sunday she puts on Natalie's green evening gown and heels to make a statement. Her eyeliner collection's been growing too with every colour the extended Weasley family could find in Muggle shops.
"I think Angel's little mishap was the best thing to ever happen to my fashion sense!" Alice jokes the green and gold bangles she borrowed from Anish Pathiranage in the year below. The dress has a halter neck and no back which should cause a buzz
"Now we just have to pray your hair stays green all through dinner" I tease
As we enter the hall I watch everyone turn to face Alice who came down to Sunday dinner, a meal eaten in jeans and T-shirts by pretty much everyone else, in a floor length green backless evening gown with a train. As we sit at the Ravenclaw table Armstian enters, standing at the front she begins to speak
"I have most excellent news, as we all know due to bad weather conditions in both France and Scandinavia Drumstrang and Beauxbatons have been held up but tonight" she pauses to create suspense (when we all know what's coming) "Both schools have arrived safely" the doors swing open revealing the familiar blue dresses and tuxes of Beauxbatons and furry cloaks and blood red robes of Drumstrang. "As per usual Beauxbatons shall share dorms with Ravenclaw and Drumstrang with Slytherin" Armstian announces, gesturing for them to sit at the respective tables "And now, for the Goblet of fire" as she says these words it rises up from the ground "As you know the rules state that only those over the age of 17 may enter and once your name has been entered you sign a magical contract which does not allow you to back out of the contest. Only one champion will be selected for each school so" she grins at us "May the odds be ever in your favour"
"I still don't get what's so funny about odds or what they have to do with being hungry" complains Alice while I try to explain the basic principle of The Hunger Games to her
"Don't look now but in roughly half a minute a very attractive Beauxbatons boy is going to come over here!" says Aisha looking excitedly at the mini crystal ring on her middle finger.
"Oooh! Attractive in what way?" asks Alice trying to look into the ring without avail
"Tall, dark, sporty, French!" squeals Aisha entranced by to pretty rock on her hand
"I think I'm in love!" sighs Alice
"Oh, I am terrible sorry Mademoiselle, I did not realise you have ze boyfriend." Says a very tall, very dark, very French and very gorgeous boy
"Oh, oh no, I'm not in love with a boy!" says Alice looking very pink
"Ah, a girl! I should not have assumed." He says going a little pink too
"Neither, I'm in love with… this soup!" she lies pointing to her bowl of leek and potato
"Oh, it is good?" he asks
"Try it!" while Alice feed the beautiful Frenchman soup I decide to sit with Sam, three Beauxbatons girls sit opposite him.
"Hey babe!" he says pulling me onto his lap "These girls are Faye, Monet and Renee" All three have sleek, straight, glossy, brown hair. Faye's is dip dyed blonde and Renee's is in a fishtail braid.
"Nice to meet you I'm-"
"Rose Weasley!" says Faye "You parents were good people, Zank you many times."
"Quoi? C'est elle? You are hero Mademoiselle Weasley" Monet exclaims
"Elle n'est pas si spécial, c'est que ses parent" says Renee, nonchalantly, the other girls glare at her "Pleased to meet you" she adds, her eyes still firmly on Sam.
You don't have to know French to get what she said, and you definitely don't to guess what she wants. I smile sweetly, wrap my hand around Sam's neck and kiss him, in the middle of the Great Hall with all the passion I can muster. His shock quickly fades as he reciprocates with equal vigour, he shuffles me over on his lap until I'm sitting parallel with the table as his hands slowly stroke my leg from the knee up. I open my eyes for a moment, worried about how far this is going in front of all my cousins, I see Scorp staring at me very oddly while sitting a little too close to Honey. That does it, I return my focus to Sam, running my hands through his hair. I feel a tap on the shoulder and look up to see Uncle Charlie, frowning at little at me. He gives me a little lecture about behaviour at the table which draws plenty of eyes. I slide off Sam's lap and focus on my nails, wishing very hard that I knew how to perform a disillusionment charm. Dinner passes with a little hostility and I'm relieved like never before to be back in my dorm.
"Au Revior Alice, I will see you tomorrow?" a familiar voice echoes up the stairs
"Oui, but my hair might be a little different"
"No matter, I could never forget you face" I here Alice's footsteps clicking up the tower in those bloody heels and run away from the door, just as she swings it open.
"Roses are red, my hair is green, Thierry is the best looking guy I've ever seen!" she sings as she kicks off Aisha's gold killer heels. "Rose he's absolutely amazing, so smart and funny and his accent oh my gosh!" she slides Anish's bangles into the box they came in and takes off my gold earrings "Ditch Sam Rosie, you need yourself a French boy!" she tells me as Natalie wanders in to the dorm wearing a giant T-shirt and a towel round her head.
"Had a good night then?" she asks grinning at me
"Yes! Thanks a million Nat, without your dress what would've become of me?" Alice exclaims dramatically grabbing her pyjamas and towel to go take a shower.
"Great, can't wear that to Yule ball anymore" Natalie laments
"Don't hate me cuz you ain't me!" Alice calls as she stalks out with mock arrogance and I giggle so does Natalie, soon we're having a fit of laughter alone in the dorm. Aisha walks in tying the pair of tights that protect her braids. She looks at us like we're mad, I don't know if it's the tights round her head or the facial expression that does it but soon we're laughing even harder and Aisha can't help but join in. If the sorting hat could see us now I'm certain it would take us out of Ravenclaw like that. Fuck the sorting hat, this is the best time I've had in ages.
There we go, little bit of action for ya there, not Scorose action, I know but they can't just get together right off the bat or there'd be no story! R-r-r-reviews are my most favourite thing in the world because it makes writing new chapters way easier and faster. Auf Wiedersehen for now!