A/N: And I present to you... THE WEIGHING OF THE WANDS.

Teddy would be staying in a little inn, in the town of Beauxville known as le belle soeurs, for the remainder of he's stay in France. And though it wasn't exactly ideal, and I was still furious with him for what happened a summer ago, it was so much better than having my Dad, or Merlin forbid my mother, here with me. Teddy told me in confidence that he was to report back to my Dad on a daily basis with regard to my well being. And I still didn't rule out the possibility of he's turning up in France for the tasks. He's furious about my being in the tournament. Angrier than I've seen him my whole life.

And let me tell you that things with Lorcan haven't improved much. Things with James however are substantially better; we even ate dinner out by the ocean blue lake a couple of times. But now that I'm busy with classes I hardly get to see any one, save from Teddy, and Kevin who I share majority of my classes with. Care of Magical Creatures, in addition to potions are the only classes with James, Fred and Lorcan. And unfortunately for me, in an attempt to reconcile with Lorcan, I made the colossal mistake of sitting next to him in potions, resulting in us being permanent partners in potions class for the rest of the year.

Lovely!

You know it actually would be if he'd just quit being so stubborn and start talking to me again. (The pot calling the kettle, any one?).

And it is on one Potions filled afternoon in the middle of November that Lorcan and I are trying to concoct an extremely difficult potion together while not talking or making eye contact. An extremely difficult feat. On the contrary I happen to think that we've become very talented at it as were still managing to top the class. Followed closely by Roxanne and her friend Alice, while James and Fred seem to be failing spectacularly and coming bottom. Which leaves Fred looking wary and haggard and James looking highly highly amused.

I'm just about to add hair of erumpment to the potion when there is a knock on the door, and a grumpy (as always) Professor Henley instructs sulkily whoever it is to come in. The door is promptly swung open to reveal Kevin De Flamme, who says in broken English to Professor Henley "I am most sorry for... interupt-inter-upt-ing but I ave been sent to re-trieve Dominique Weasley". When he reaches the end of he's sentence he says my name like a sigh of relief.

I jump up and grab my book bag, any excuse to get out of here. "And what do you want with Miss Weasley?" Henley demands of Kevin impatiently. " I... um, ze champions all ave... mee-ting." He continues to glare sullenly at Kevin before waving us away with an irritated flicker of he's hand.

"Well he's a pleasant teacher" Kevin says as we depart the classroom, slipping comfortably back into French. "Oh yeah!" I agree "Positively delightful!" we both start laughing, slipping easily into each other's company. "So, where are we supposed to be going anyway?" I ask. "It's the weighing of the wands" he tells me as if it's something I should already know. "The weighing of the wha-". "They have to check are wands are all in perfect working order, that they haven't been tampered with". "Oh" I say, rather stupidly.

"Come on, it's just in here" he says turning a corner. I follow him into a small, decadently furnished room where six other people stand waiting. The people in question consist of Professor McGonagall, Madame Maxime, Zukanov, Alek, Olivander the old wand maker and last but by no means least the head of the department for magical games and sports, Angelina Johnson. Otherwise known as my aunt Angelina. "Well then" Angelina says excitedly, clasping her hands together "Now that every body's here... let the weighing begin!" Professor McGonagall ushers me towards her and Madame Maxime does the same to Kevin. When weve all assembled Olivander steps forward and begins.

"We will start with Durmstrang, the wand of Mr. Aleksander Krum". Alek steps forward confidently and holds he's hand out to Olivander with an impatient flourish. Olivander takes the wand from him carefully, but with an angry glare in he's direction. "mmhm...yes" he mumbles distractedly, examining the wand at different angles. " yes, yes, this is a fine wand, 14inches, dragon heartstring...just like your fathers, and... oak! Hm, courageous and unrelenting, a person of action I see."

He's voice trails away before saying "A splendid wand!" and hands it back to Alek.

"Next" he says continuing "Id like to see Beauxbatons, the wand of Mr. Kevin De Flamme". Kevin steps forward and hands the wand much more politely to Olivander than the previous boy. This seems to please Olivander as he takes the wand gently from Kevin's hand and gives him a genial nod of the head. "Hm... this is a fine wand... unicorn hair, 12 inches I see...willow, the tree of the restless dreamer" he says wistfully. "Perfect, beautiful wand" he says, handing it back to Kevin.

"And finally..." l Olivander says excitedly "Hogwarts, the wand of Miss Dominique Delacour Weasly". I've never been addressed by my mother's maiden name before, which leads me to believe that Olivander must have carried out the same ceremony when my mother was champion. I step forward and hold out my wand to him. He takes it in careful hands, examining it as if it is extremely fragile. "Ah... a strange one, a strange one indeed". I begin to dislike Olivander. There is nothing strange about my wand thank you very much!

" 13 inches... an unlucky number" he mumbles. Oh no he didn't! "With the hair of... Veela." He looks up at me with an amused smile. "Of course, you are part veela, are you not?" I give him a cold glare; it's not nice to remind some one they're a half breed, not fully human. "Yes" I say indignantly. I can feel the shocked looks from Kevin and Alek on my back; they must feel like I lied to them. "And most unusual" Olivander continues, unperturbed "The wood of a walnut tree, very rare, the strange and unrelenting... commonly known, as the tree of passion".

It seems the examination is finished but he continues examining my wand. That is until Professor McGonagall clears her throat loudly. Olivander hands me back my wand with an annoyed look directed towards Professor McGonagall. "Well then" Angelina says, breaking the silence. "The next time we'll all be together like this will be the first task!".

Yes, I think. And I can't wait to show them all.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it! The next chapter will feature Lorcan and Dominique... possibly a reconciliation? You'll have to wait and see :D