Author's note: This is the last chapter i will be translating english into french. So be ready to see French words in bold print next chapter. Maybe when i have enough time i will go back an fix it, but as of right now it took me over three days to translated chapter 19 and 20.
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Chapter 20: Maison des flammes de saphir
The tall woman held the room's attention as she stood from her chair, wisely the students stayed seated once she gave a look to the entire dining hall. "Mlle Bontecouservira la détention demain soiraprès dîneren raison deelletôt depart. Je suis confidant sa maison informera elle, parce que si elle est en retard, chacun dans sa maison sera puni." Valora's house gave a collective nod to her to which she simply raised an eyebrow before she sat back down, the feast now more subdued.
It serves that girl right for trying to mess with a Malfoy, Valora thought as she smiled to herself, Eris, and Geoffrey. A little while later Valora could swear she felt someone watching her. Slowly she raised her eyes and met two pairs of brown eyes that were glaring at her. Valora was slightly taken aback. Why were these girls glaring at her?
Then it dawned on her, these were the girls the brunette had been talking with earlier and now they were staring at her like she had insulted them as well. It didn't take long for the glares to become too much for Valora to bear, so she looked away as her smile faded. Her eyes traveled down the table and came to rest at a pretty blonde girl that was smiling at her.
But before Valora could open her mouth to form any words for the girl, silence fell throughout the dining hall once more. The tall woman had slide back her chair causing all of the student's heads to turn, and upon seeing her about to rise they pushed away from their tables and stood with such grace and speed it made Valora slightly dizzy as she moved to follow her housemates.
Once all of the students were standing the Professor's slide their chairs back and stood, and finally the tall woman placed her hands upon the head table and pushed herself up from her chair. All eyes were on her as she surveyed the dining hall. Several minutes past without a word said, until a smile slowly formed on her face, "Maintenant que le repas est terminé, étudiants suivent vos professeurs à votre maison. Une fois là toutes les premières années apprendront la histoire de leur maison. Vous pouvez partir."
The students remained still as the woman and Professors walked around the Head table and to the closed double doors. The tall woman laid a single hand on the doors and pushed them open before she disappeared from sight, supposedly down one of the branching corridors. Once she was gone the Professors split into two groups, and waited for the students to line up behind them.
Slowly the students began to walk around their tables in an orderly manner until there were two single file lines, one next to each table behind one of the sets of Professors. Upon seeing their students ready for further instruction the professors turned, in sync, and led the way out of the dining hall. The professors that were leading the other house turned to the left once they cleared the oak doors while Valora's house turned to the right, the way Valora had traveled hours earlier.
Neither house said a word to the other as they split apart and began walking the long corridors to their dormitories. Valora noticed that Eris was behind her, and that Geoffrey was some distance behind them. Valora's house walked past the Entrance hall and down the large corridor, turned down the corridor that appeared on their right and down another corridor before they came to the room that held the staircase that climbed the walls.
Valora heard Eris gasp softly, and she couldn't help but agree. Since it was nearing full dark the stars were visible through the glass domed ceiling, causing the pale green walls to glitter and glow. The professors paused for a few minutes so the first year students could admire the view.
Once they were certain everyone had their fill they began leading the way up the staircase. They reached the second floor landing in silence and turned under the archway that Valora had only glanced at earlier. As she drew closer than before she noticed the same strange marking carved into it that she had seen surrounding the entrance to the dining hall.
«Ο προφήτης είναι η μητέρα και ο προστάτης μας, ιδρυτής και υπερασπιστής. Μαγικός μας είναι δικός σας, δεδομένου ότι δικός σας είναι δικός μας. «
And once again she didn't have enough time to decipher what the carvings meant, because when she tried to look again she noticed she was already halfway down the corridor. Valora shook her head, vowing to understand what the carvings meant.
The long line of students continued down the glittering corridor in silence, the older students wanting to get to their beds quickly while the first years gazed at the blue flames above them in wonder. After turning right the professors finally came to a halt in front of a bare patch of stone wall. The professors spread out and turned to face the students behind them.
A tall man began telling the students how to enter their dormitories from the center of the spread-out professors. A collective nod passed among the students, but the two English speaking first years, Eris and Geoffrey, looked confused.
Thankfully for them a voice began repeating the instructions in English. "In order to gain access to your house all that is required is that you place your right hand against the wall behind us, directly in the center. Then state how many are entering, understand?" Valora smiled. She recognized the heavily laced voice as her Divination professor.
The professors waited a few minutes before they turned around and waited for the tall man to place his hand against the wall. "Cinq professeurs et la maison entière de flammes de saphir." The wall before them gave a shudder before it disappeared completely and revealed an open, cavernous common room. The professors led the way inside and called out, "Deuxièmes annéeset levezrapport àvotre dortoirs pour lit. Vous pouvez partir."
It was at those words the older students broke away from the line and walked up to their professors. The students gave them a nod before the large, three-hundred something, group split into boys and girls. The girls veered slightly to the right of their professors and climbed up a tall, spiraling staircase that leveled out onto a platform that disappeared into the wall.
The group of boys walked to the left of their professors and began to disappear as they walked down a staircase to their dorms. The remaining students watched their housemates ascend and descend their staircases, all wondering why they were being left with the intimidating group of professors.
The professors made no move to speak until every single upper year had disappeared from the common room, which took several minutes. Finally, once it was just the five professors and seven first year students, the tall man that spoke earlier stepped forward and graced them with a smile.
"Bienvenue! Ceci est le plus noble et le plus prestigieux maison à Académie de Beauxbatons. Ceci est le maison de flames de saphir, également connu as le maison des élites. Veuillez venir asseyent."He motioned to the common room behind him and waited for the first years to began walking, which they did after a few minutes of hesitation.
As Valora walked around the professors she noticed just how magnificent her new common room was. In the center of the room stood a large fireplace that was supported by three columns that climbed to the ceiling. Three overstuffed blue couches sat around the fireplace, while in each corner of the large room held a table and two more couches.
Valora followed the other first years over to one of the couches in the center of the room and sat down, patiently waiting for the professors to join them. Slowly the professors walked over to the couch opposite them and sat down.
"Avant que nous allez plus loin permettez-nous de se presenter." The tall man said as he motioned to the professors beside him. "Je suis Cassius Prince, le Potion maître." He spared the students a smiled before he motioned to the woman beside him.
"Je suis Viven Moreau,le dueling professeur." Valora studied the two professors while Viven smiled at them. Cassius was a tall man with short black hair and a nose that reminded her of her godfather. Viven on the other hand had long brown hair that sat around her crossed arms.
"Je suisRosalie Laurent, le charmes professeur, et le charme création professeur." Valora looked away from Viven at the sound of a delicate French voice. Her eyes landed on a petit woman with shoulder length blonde hair that shimmered as if flames were dancing off of it, even though the fireplace wasn't lit.
"Je suis Reginald Dubois,le antique runes professeur." Reginald was a balding man that didn't try to hide the fact with what was left of his black hair. He seemed like a nice man.
"Je suis Anais Goshawk,le Divination professeur." Anais smiled at all of the first years, but her eyes seemed to linger on Valora, as a matter of fact, it seemed as if all of the Professors' had gazed at her the longest. "Nous sommes les têtes de cette maison, ainsi si un quelconque de vous ont besoin de quelqu'un pour parler à, veuillez venir voir un de nous."
Slowly the first years nodded their heads, but Eris and Geoffrey waited for everything to be repeated in English, which Professor Prince began speaking in moments later.
"Now on to the important information; this is our common room, and as you saw girl dormitories are up the stairs while boys are downstairs. The stairs have charms on them so only the correct gender may access them."He said looking at each first year in the eyes while he waited for Rosalie to repeat in French.
"Your classes begin at eight in the morning and breakfast is served at six sharp. If you miss it, you miss it. The hall locks itself until the next meal starts, so be on time." At his words several of the first years fidgeted, apparently they weren't use to being on time.
"As you witnessed earlier, the students do not sit down until Headmistress Maxime has sat down. The only exception to this rule is when she is not anywhere on the grounds. She will always be present for meals, normally already seated so you can come in and eat. You are not allowed to leave a room unless you are dismissed by a Professor or the Headmistress. Understood?"Slowly all of the students nodded.
"Since this is the house of elites, you are expected to exceed in all of your classes, never get below an 'E', or you might be re-sorted." Cassius gave them an evil smile before his face returned to normal.
"You will learn more tomorrow after your classes. I expect all of you in the Dining Hall ten minutes early so you can get your schedules. You are dismissed."
Slowly the students stood from the couch and began walking away from the round fireplace, towards the staircases. Just as Eris and Valora finished saying goodnight to Geoffrey, a voice sounded from behind them. "Miss Malfoy, please stay behind."
Valora stopped walking immediately. Eris turned her head and at Valora's nod she continued following the other first year girls towards the stairs. Once they began climbing Valora turned around and began walking back to the seated Professors. Through their faces she saw Anais looking at her expectantly.
"Yes?" Valora asked as she sat back down on the couch. The professors didn't say a word; they simply studied her, until Anais sat forward slightly.
"Miss Malfoy, since you have been given special permission to attend Beauxbatons three years early, you will have to work three times harder than the entire Elite house. Is that understood?" Valora's eyebrows tingled in her nerves, but she nodded nonetheless.
Anais' face broke into a smile. "Good. Since you will need specific help with your gift, I will be your personal professor. Whenever you need help come straight to me, I will always be available for you, mon Cheri."
Valora's nerves eased at her professor's words, because even if she hadn't just said that, it was what she was going to do anyway. "Your schedule will be different from the other first years, so please come to my quarters and I will give it to you after breakfast. Since you will be with me, you will not be counted later for your first class. Understood?" Anais asked her, not expecting an answer but yes.
Valora smiled and nodded her head. "You are dismissed." Valora stood and thanked her professors before she walked to the spiral staircase and began climbing up towards her new bedroom.
From below her she could hear the professors talking softly, no doubt about her. Valora shook her head as she reached the landing that led to the girl's dorms, why must every teacher know why she's here? Anais said she had the right to tell who she wanted about her gift, shouldn't that include professors too? Apparently not.
Valora continued to think along these lines as she passed under an archway and began walking down a corridor that held several doors down the left and right walls. As she neared the first door on her right she saw a largish plaque that bore the words in a looping script, "First Years."
Valora smiled and pushed the door in, which led her into another, shorter, corridor. This time only two doors stood on either side of the corridor, directly opposite one another. Slowly she walked up to the door on her left and read, "A-L." Shaking her head, Valora looked at the door behind her "M-Z", with a nod that no one saw Valora straighten herself and pushed the door opened, to see Eris standing in the middle of the room.
Valora smiled at her new friend as she finished entering the room and closing the door behind her. "Hey, Eris."
Eris smiled back at her, "Hey Valora. Guess we're the only two in here." She said as she gestured to the two blue draped poster beds that stood on either wall of the room. Valora spared the room a glance before she nodded. "Bed?" She asked a few minutes later, to which Eris eagerly agreed.
The two girls then crossed the large room to their trunks and began preparing for bed, Eris getting the bathroom first since it was closest to her bed. Once the two girls were in their night clothes, Valora walked over to Eris and looked up at the taller girl.
"You didn't understand what those girls were saying about me, did you?" Eris looked down at Valora without answering for a few moments. "No, I didn't, but whatever they said wasn't nice, that much I could tell. But, Valora…" Valora titled her head to show she was still listening. "I don't want to know. I don't care. You're my friend, and if you tell me what she was saying I might cause myself a detention, and I know my dad wouldn't like to hear about that on my first day."
Valora didn't say anything in reply to Eris' words, her smile simply widened and she leaned in and gave Eris a quick, but strong hug. After they pulled apart, Valora told Eris goodnight and walked over to her king size, four poster white oak bed and laid down, pulling blue silk sheets over her tiny body.
In a matter of seconds, both first years were asleep.
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A small baby, no older than seven months, lay clutched in her father's arms as he argued with a slender black woman. "Soleil please don't do this. You know I don't care if you are a witch, and what about Eris? What if she is to? How am I going to be able to teach her everything she needs to know about her world?"
The slender woman spared her daughter a glance, "I don't care how you do it, but you have to. She's no longer my daughter."And with that, she turned around, grabbed her bags off the front porch, and stuck out her wand. In seconds the knight bus appeared and she climbed aboard, never looking back.
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Eris walking into a small living room that held her father's drum set and a sectional couch, nothing more, nothing less. "Dad? Dad where are you?"Eris called out as she walked through the living room and into the kitchen. Eris finally found him in the dining room, surrounded by stacks of music notes.
"Dad." Startled, the rocker looked up at his eleven year old daughter. "Yes Eris?"
Eris' face broke into a grin, "I finally got the letter from Beauxbatons!" Her dad sprung away from the table and ran to his daughter's side and pulled her into the air. "I'm so happy for you baby!"
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Two small boys walked out the front door of a white sided house in the middle of the afternoon. They walked over to a pile of toys and unclasp their hands before they sat down and began playing. One of the boys, one that had dark blonde curly hair, suddenly looked up from his train that he was playing with to smile at his brother, who was playing with an identical train.
Suddenly the boy dropped his train on the ground and fell backwards, his body shaking and jumping uncontrollably. The curly haired boy dropped his train down and pulled out a toy wand and said they only spell that would work with it. "MOMMY!"
In seconds a tall woman apparated into the front yard, not caring if her neighbors called the Ministry on her. "Geoffrey what? Oh... Oh my god, Matthew…." The woman rushed to her son's side and steadied his head and waited for the seizure to stop so she could turn him on his side.
Once his head was tilted, she pulled out her wand and sent a patronus to St. Mungo's for some healers. Her horse patronus appeared moments later stating that three healers were on their way. In less than a minute three pops of apparition sounded signaling the arrival of the healers, who quickly stabilize the young boy on the ground before they levitated him back in the house.
During all of this, Geoffrey sat on the grass, staring at the spot his twin brother had once occupied.
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Geoffrey sat at the end of a long table, his head lowered as he listened to the other children talking amongst themselves. Without alerting the other children, Geoffrey began to talk under his breath. "How can they act like nothing happened? How can they continue their lives while you're not here? Don't they understand what happened?"
Geoffrey looked to the seat beside him, the empty, blue plastic chair beside him that was his brother's. But, as Geoffrey looked back to his coloring book, that chair had been empty for almost a year now.
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Anais barely managed to reach the corner in time as another spell whizzed past her head, "Venez dos ici, freak!" Anais didn't look back, she continued running as fast as her twenty year old legs would carry her in this unfamiliar labyrinth of alleyways.
"Venez hors; Venez hors, là où jamais vous êtes. Vous savez nous vous trouverons, et je parie que vous avez vu ce que nous allons faire à vous! Venez hors vous peu freak!"
Anais felt the tears streaming down her face, but she quickly brushed them aside so she could see where she was going: down another trashcan lined alley it seemed. By now it was getting dark out, most likely time for dinner. Anais shook her head as her thoughts traveled towards who was waiting for her back at her villa; she would deal with him later.
"Là où êtes vous freak?!"Anais turned her head back, they sounded much closer now. Looking around Anais saw a row of trashcans that could block her from her assailants' view, so she quickly rushed over to them and knelt down. She pulled her hands up over her mouth to stop the sounds of her sobs from being heard.
Out of the haze of her terror, Anais heard a voice whisper, "Incendio." Anais' eyes grew wide in the split second it took for the flames to engulf her face.
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Anais ran inside her house, straight up to her bedroom and collapsed onto the top of her unmade bed. The burns stung as the cool air fell onto her face, causing Anais to cry out, her chest heaving from the sudden apparation she triggered moments before.
Slowly Anais sat up and got her wand from under her bed and walked over to her mirror. A swollen, fiery patch of skin stared at her, silently wondering why it had been attacked. She shook slightly as she casting several cooling charms on her face.
Once she could stand the pain Anais packed all of her belonging and shrunk her old trunk to toy size and stuck it in her pocket, then she walked out of her room and down the wooden stairs to her father's office. Anais pushed the door opened.
An older man was sitting behind a large mahogany desk, talking on the phone. Upon seeing his daughter, he leaned into the phone. "Elle est ici. Je vous appellerai dos." He then hung up the phone.
"Anais, je suis si heureux de vous voir fait il chez-moi coffre- fort." Anais stared at her father in shock. "Coffre- fort? Est cela ce qui vous avez dit? Vous pensez ayant moitié mon visage a brûlé par un feu magique était coffre- fort? Si je a eu pas apparated, illégalement depuis mere pulled mon permis, directement dans la pelouse avant je serais mort!"
Her father said nothing. He just stared at her like her mother always had, like she was a monster not fit to live. That was the last straw for Anais, she pulled out her wand "Incarcerous!" Thick, heavy ropes slithered out of her wand and around her seated father, who looked surprised at the disobedience his daughter was showing him.
"Anais, Ce qui sont fait?"Anais stared at him before she sneered, the burnt skin splitting at her mouth. "Ce qui vous voulu fait à moi."And with that Anais walked out of the office, and out of the house. She stood in the front yard and gazed up at the two-story cottage with some remorse for what she was about to do.
"Fiendfyre." The abnormal sized flames leapt from her wand and into the opened doorway of her home. The fire spread until it engulfed the entire villa. And from inside the house, Anais could hear the screams of her father.
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"Goodbye Axel, may your father join you in hell," James said as his wand tip began to glow green. "Avada Kedavra," As James watched the curse shoot out of his wand, he finally looked at his target.
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Valora opened her eyes, happy to be awake as she could feel the vomit building up in her throat, but before she could even push back her covers Eris walked into her line of vision.
"Oh holy crap." Valora thought as she looked at her friend, whose face was chalk white as she stared right at Valora.
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Here are the French Translations.
"Mlle Bontecou servira la detention demain soir après dîner en raison de elle tôt depart. Je suis confidant sa maison informera elle, parce que si elle est en retard, chacun dans sa maison sera puni." –Miss Bontecou will serve detention tomorrow evening after dinner because of her early departure. I am confident her house will inform her, because if she is late, everyone in her house will be punished."
"Maintenant que le repas est terminé, étudiants suivent vos professeurs à votre maison. Une fois là toutes les premières années apprendront la histoire de leur maison. Vous pouvez partir"- Now that the meal is finished, students follow your professors to your house. Once there all the first years will learn the history of their house. You can leave.
"Cinq professeurs et la maison entière de flammes de saphir."- Five Professors and the entire house of sapphire flames.
"Deuxièmes années et levez rapport à votre dortoirs pour lit. Vous pouvez partir"- Second years and up, report to your dormitories for bed. You can leave.
"Bienvenue! Ceci est le plus noble et le plus prestigieux maison à Académie de Beauxbatons. Ceci est le maison de flames de saphir, également connu as le maison des élites. Veuillez venir asseyent". -"Welcome! This is the noblest and most prestigious house at Beauxbatons Academy. This is the house of sapphire flames, also known as the house of the elites. Please come sit."
"Avant que nous allez plus loin permettez-nous de se présenter" -"Before we go further allow us introduce ourselves."
"Je suis Cassius Prince, le Potion maître." -"I am Cassius Prince, the Potions master."
"Je suis Viven Moreau, le dueling professeur." - "I am Viven Moreau, the Dueling Professor."
"Je suis Rosalie Laurent, le charmes professeur, et le charme création professeur." - "I am Rosalie Laurent, the Charms Professor, and the Spell Creating Professor."
"Je suis Reginald Dubois, le antique runes professeur." -"I am Reginald Dubois, the Ancient Runes professor."
"Je suis Anais Goshawk, le Divination professeur." -"I am Anais Goshawk, the Divination Professor."
"Nous sommes les têtes de cette maison, ainsi si un quelconque de vous ont besoin de quelqu'un pour parler à, veuillez venir voir un de nous." -"We are the heads of this house, so if any of you need someone to talk to, please come and see one of us."
"Venez dos ici, freak!" -"Come back here, Freak!"
"Venez hors; Venez hors, là où jamais vous êtes. Vous savez nous vous trouverons, et je parie que vous avez vu ce que nous allons faire à vous! Venez hors vous peu freak!" -"Come out; come out, wherever you are. You know we will find you, and I bet you saw what we're going to do to you too! Come out you little freak!"
"Là où êtes vous freak?!"-"Where are you freak?!"
"Elle est ici. Je vous appellerai dos."-"She's here. I'll call you back."
"Anais, je suis si heureux de vous voir fait il chez-moi coffre- fort." -"Anais, I'm so glad to see you made it home safely,"
"Coffre- fort? Est cela ce qui vous avez dit? Vous pensez ayant moitié mon visage a brûlé par un feu magique était coffre- fort? Si je a eu pas apparated, illégalement depuis mere pulled mon permis, directement dans la pelouse avant je serais mort!" -"Safely? Is that what you said? You think having half my face burned by a magical fire was safe? If I hadn't apparated, illegally since mother pulled my license, directly into the front lawn I would have died!"
"Anais, Ce qui sont fait?"-"Anais, what are you doing?"
"Ce qui vous voulu fait à moi"-"What you wanted done to me."