Two Views
France, England, and Kent
A Veela makes a move.
A young man is in bliss.
Wizards screamed.
A man with a machete stands amongst countless bodies.
A woman weeps and her niece sits frozen.
A father paces a room.
A master makes his plans.
A boy throws a tantrum.
A mother begins to move on.
A young girl studies alone.
A young potions master stares at a mirror.
A weary mother makes a final push.
A father asks "What will we call her?"
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"Sophie Malfoy."
Ark III-The Return
Hogwarts...
The tournament of change
Severus Snape
Another Malfoy, a girl to boot, he was surprised that his friends had made another child. Also amused that Draco was showing pictures around Hogwarts bragging that Sophie would be an amazing beauty like his mother. He yawned and stretched out his arms, then glanced around. It was too quiet which meant that something was going to happen. Sure enough not three minutes later the floo network let the Headmaster into his office.
"Albus, to what do I owe this delightful visit?" The sarcastic greeting came as second nature to the exdeatheater.
As usual the head master brushed off the dower mans greeting and went straight to the point.
"Mrs. Granger has filed for a magical guardian." Ge stated with a raised eyebrow
"Well my sympathy goes out to the person who takes up the role." Replied Severus "though I fail to see how this affects myself."
"The main oddity is that she has not bothered to ask her head of house to forfill the position. Or for that matter how she found out about assigning herself a magical guardian before she is given one by the ministry?" Albus stroked his beard thoughtfully. He could have sworn he had removed that book from the library. After all when muggleborns were given a magical guardian the wizard populace could then bind them into marriage contracts. For the greater good of course.
Mentally Snape was smirking it looked like Granger had dodged the trap and he had done his good deed for the next few years. He listened to Albus prattle on about the tournament before excusing himself. He decided to head to the potions lab to brew for awhile.
Hermione Granger...
Hallway...
She walked confidently down the hall head held high. When she had read about the magical guardians as well as marriages in the wizarding world she had been horrified. It was just so archaic. However, she had named her distant cousin who was a witch in France as her guardian. She was now free to pursue her life without any dirty old men or hormonal boys chasing her. As she thought about it she had realized she had yet to inform Professor Snape of her success. She turned and headed towards the potions classroom. She turned a corner and stopped short it was her cat, Crookshanks, however the cat was limping along. She was about to rush to help when the wall, a few feet from her opened up, and into the hallway billowed the Professor. She ducked back into the shadows. She wasn't spying on him it was that she Never got to see how he interacted with anyone. When he knew they weren't paying attention though.
"Well pray tell what do we have here." He simply stated before stopping and picking up her cat.
"What seems to the problem? Aah, a thorn typical. Just like your master you get yourself into problems." Snape grimaced
Hermione's shoulders sank, she should have figured that's what he would say. She began to dejectedly retraced her steps, when his voice made her pause.
"Still, just like Your mistress you always know how surprise me. From recognizing Sirius Black, to watching over her from the windows to doors during class time."
The tall man in black sighed and set the feline down before billowing down to the potions room. Hermione didn't realize it but she had just learned something new. Professor Snape was a good man.
France...
Beauxbatons...
Hayden
How had things gotten complicated? "Fuck me." He mused as he sat with his back against the hallway wall. He was Hayden-rip-your-guts-our-Voorhees he should be hunting of fighting some dumb teens and yet. "Shit." This time he stood and stretched out his limbs before glancing around. Seeing that he was alone he pulled out a cigarette and snapped his finger. As he puffed away he mulled over his position at the school. Most sought after (check), the strongest (damn straight). Not to mention dating the hottest witch in the school (uuhh you really need to ask?) He was jolted from his thoughts when a pair of arms circled around him.
"My love are bored again from classes?" Soothed Fleur
"Nah just tired of the peaceful area, I'm a fighter. And I need battlefields.
"Well your my soldier and if you are going to fight then I will be with you every step of the way." Fleur said while giving him small pecks on the cheek
Just then A patronus appeared and Jean's voice came through
"Hayden meet me at the Manor we have a mission."
Squad Hero...
James Potter...
It was hell, the Malfoy's were spawning. And himself still sleeping in a different room then Lily. And to top it off they were doing a joint operation with the Frogs "cough cough" French to put down some pureblood fanatics. He leaned back in his tent and surveyed the mass off wizards. Who knew there was a whole military made up of mostly women witches. The French had only brought two male wizards. The older man was clearly the leader. The younger man was...OMFG...Agent Emerald!? James mentally calmed himself this was a chance to see him in action. If he could catch the upstart doing something illegal Amelia would step down and he would be next in line. James rubbed his hands together. Yes, this would work he watched as the monster known as Agent Abyss lumbered in. The two brothers stared at eachother before the younger started talking and making introductions to the French. James bemoaned the fact he never studied French because he couldn't understand a word they were saying. Still the opportunity to take them down togerther was the break he had been looking for.
Jason...
Command center...
The fucking cowards, the sad excuse for a military the English had orders to stun only. Meanwhile the Frenchies, and Hayden would be sending off as many kills as they wanted. Apparently the French were not very found of the German wizards. Himself was at least somewhat...glad that he got to see his little brother. Apparently the little shit had bagged a Veela whatever the fuck that was. Well might as well get this over with.
"I...got...married." Damn, Jason cursed under his breath for all the times for his voice to stutter.
Silence the English wizards out of shock and the French because of interest. However, Jason stared at the one person who ment everything to him. Hayden stared at his brother for the longest time.
"Married, huh?!" Hayden scratched his goatee "It wasn't planned?"
"If it was you would have been there, you know that." Jason squares his shoulders
"Jason...we...are...TO OF THE LUCKIEST GUYS EVER!!" Hayden startled everyone with his shout of glee
"Hehehahaha who would ever thought a couple of years ago we were "glorified camp security guards!" Hayden laughs as he pounded his brothers back.
Jason stared at his younger brother in silence, "so your not going to want to leave me because I'm married?"
"Ahaahhahahahah! Jason were the Fucking Voorhees Brothers! Now Let's go Kill Some Wizards!" Shout Hayden as they walked back to the tent.