Hey guys,

It's been some time!
Here's a new chapter, unfortunately my corrector hasn't been able to check it out yet, so I apologize for the bad wordings and mistakes you'll probably find...

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I got woken up at fucking SIX am, despite breakfast starting at seven, by the dormitories lights already turned on for some unknown reason. Actually, the worst is the dumbass hitting my bed while trying to exit the room. A silencing spell to make sure we can sleep? Who are they kidding? Since I know I won't be able to go back to sleep anyway, I wake up. I draw my curtains and find out that almost everyone in my room is awake, and most of the kids are in the bathroom. That's what I see when trying desperately to clear myself a way to the toilet through the giggling masses regrouped around the mirrors…

I take refuge in the bedroom, and take advantage of the intimacy offered by my bed's curtains to quickly put some clothes on… At least that's what I attempt to do, but just as I'm finishing to put my shirt on a girl draws the curtains open. She doesn't have the time to tell anything, because it's too much for me and I yell at her:

"FUCK YOU! LEAVE ME ALONE YOU CUNT! GODDAMMIT! CAN I GET DRESSED IN PEACE? YOU HAVE ANY IDEA OF WHAT PRIVACY IS?"

Wow. Three swear words in so little sentences, that must be a record for me. But on the other hand, I'm infuriated, and exhausted. The girl remains stunned for a minute in the face of my fury, then yells back:

"YOU'RE SUCH A BITCH!"

She then instantly runs away crying, and that's for the best. I really don't know what I could have done to her otherwise, with all that anger in me.

I take my school bag, puts in the novel I'm reading, my notebook, then realize that I don't know what books I'll need for my classes. In doubt, I take everything, I don't feel like coming back here if I can avoid it. I tidy my wand in my trousers' pocket, put my cape on and my favourite scarf (blue and white). I'm too annoyed to manage to tie my tie knot so I just put it in another pocket then finally flee far from the silly geese talking behind my back. I'm glad I picked a lockable trunk, or else I wouldn't have dared letting it alone in the dormitory. I'm sure that no one will find the password, "Quentin", since it's a first name, French, and that no one knows me…

Even before reaching the bottom of the stairs in the common room I know how I'll be spending the time left before breakfast: learning the Lightening spell. My bag is definitively too heavy. It would be cool if I could find a bag like Hermione's, which can store a seemingly infinite among of things. But it must be costly… I get out of the still deserted common room, and walk towards the great hall. It seems like I memorized the path well, because I recognize several benchmarks of mine on my way. Since it's still super early I stop before reaching my goal and enter a seemingly empty room. It's quite small, with a dusty window located behind a desk that makes me think that this place has maybe been a teacher's office, a while ago. I put my bag on it, and find the page in my book about the Lightening spell.

After some time I realize that I have no idea how late it is, and I decide to go to the great hall, just in case. Thanks to my training, my bag is already way easier to carry, and I reach my goal smoothly. The room is almost empty, and I figure out that it isn't seven yet probably. I still sit at Gryffindor's table, since I'm already there, and I look up in my books the formula to know what time it is. According to my memories, it must be "Tempus". I find it easily, and since it's an easy spell I get to work instantly. My first successes come quickly, and I stop practising when food appears.

I eat quickly, because with the food, unfortunately, come the pupils as well. Fortunately, the girls from my dorm aren't among the first people to arrive, and I can finish eating in peace. Nobody tries to speak with me. Some teachers arrive as well, and one of them asks me to remain in the Great Hall until someone gives me my schedule. That's just my luck… Well, since I have nothing to do, I tell myself I could cut to distract myself while waiting and get some of the frustration I accumulated out. But while I'm trying to get my blade from my notebook I can hear someone calling out my name, and I barely have the time to get my hand out of my bag before a wild Arthur appears and clumsily takes me in his arms. I instantly tense up, but he waits a few seconds before letting me go.

"I missed you, Vivian! I saw you yesterday evening, but I couldn't come and talk with you since you left with you prefect. How are you doing?"

He sounds super enthusiastic, and I let out a sigh before smiling in spite of myself.

"Good morning to you too. I will be better if the bimbos from my dorm didn't feel the unstoppable need to wake me up at six but yep. Still alive. And yourself?"

Before answering, Arthur sits next to me on the bench while another guy, in an impeccable Slytherin uniform sits in front of him. The unknown guy is slightly smaller than Arthur, he has black hair that almost reach his shoulders, but perfectly coiffed. He has attentive grey eyes and his face, despite being finely drawn, gives an impression of firmness. Instinctively, I feel that this guy is dangerous for me. He gives the impression of not letting any detail escape his attention. He scares me, but at the same time he seems interesting.

By comparing the Slytherin with Arthur, I realize that the latter changed quite a lot since the last time we met. First of all, he grew up so much he's now taller than me by at least 30 good centimetres (and that despite the fact that last time I checked I was one meter forty-eight tall (and a half!)). He is lanky, his body lost its last childish outlines, but his cheeks remained slightly chubby. His curly, dark chestnut hair is cut short, and his green eyes are still warm. At this instant, he painfully reminds me of Quentin. He looks quite much like him physically, now. I push the pain away to listen to the answer of my… "friend".

"Well, I'm glad to be back in Hogwarts. Not for the classes, mark well, even if most of them are interesting. But well, even if I enjoy meeting with my family, my friends are here. And I was looking forward to seeing you! Talking about friends, let me introduce you to Ewald. We met in the Hogwarts Express and he's my best friend!"

I shake hands with the Slytherin facing me. He smiles slightly and I can feel it's sincere.

"Nice to meet you. Arthur told me a lot of good about you. I was curious to meet you."

"Nice to meet you as well", I say, and to my surprise I'm almost honest, because this dude looks interesting and he's for now not treating me as a kid. "It's not that I want to get rid of you, but aren't we supposed to sit by House?"

"Only for official banquets, nice try" retorts Arthur "On the other hand I can assure that wearing a tie is mandatory during the week."

I grumble a bit, but take my crumpled tie out of my pocket, while Ewald starts eating his breakfast. I unwillingly tidy my scarf in my bag, and adjust the torture device-my tie- around my neck, ignoring the impulse driving me to tightening it excessively just to see how far I'd go, and when my body would force me to stop choking myself. Arthur then casts a spell that instantly smooths my tie while a giggling group of girls from my dorm enter the room. When they pass behind me I can hear them whispering aggressively (yes, it's possible) and I can feel their eyes on me. If Arthur doesn't pay attention to that I have the feeling that Ewald noticed. That guy makes me paranoid. Well, more than I already am.

Finally, after about then additional minutes that I spend socialising well in spite of myself with my seven year mates, socialization largely limited by the fact that the said mates are eating, Neville Longbottom appears and brings me by schedule.

It's strange for me to see him that closely. I wouldn't have recognized him if he wouldn't have been introduced yesterday evening. He politely greets my two mates, and puts in a word about some homework. I deduce that they're still taking Herbology. My Head of House is quite tall, he has a nice and open face. He looks a bit like Arthur, minus the freckles. Anyway, I'll need a bit of time to get used to his avatar, but I liked his character in the Harry Potter series, so I think I will keep on appreciating him. I thank him for my schedule, and he moves away.

Once he left I check my schedule. I have Tuesdays and Thursdays entirely free, that's super. Time for myself, far from the fools, time to learn. I like this idea. Well, in return my Mondays and Wednesdays are completely full, but it's fine. On Friday I have only a few classes, including flying. I can't wait to finally try. Since it's already time to go to class, I don't really have the time to talk about it with the Seven Years, but apparently such a schedule is normal. I start with History of Magic… It's one of the few books I haven't read yet, so I don't really know what to expect.

I wonder if they exorcised Binns by now. I didn't really pay attention to the teachers yesterday evening, I don't remember McGo introducing new ones. Part of me hopes that the ghost is no longer a teacher, because according to the books' descriptions, his courses sound boring, but another part of me is curious. Maybe a ghost would have informations that could help me understanding why I'm alive. Anyway. I greet Arthur and Ewald who are hurrying to finish eating, and I cast a lighting spell on my bag before walking to my first magic class.

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« Le don le plus précieux que j'ai reçu
Une amitié inattendue
Un cadeau inespéré
Une malédiction pour m'empêcher de crever

Quelque chose de différent
Quelque chose d'important
Ta présence est un présent
Mais je ne crois plus pourtant »

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"The most precious gift I ever received
An unexpected friendship
An unhoped for present
A curse to prevent me from dying

Something different
Something important
Your presence is a present
Yet I don't believe any more"

-Poem sent by Aurore Berger to Quentin Lemage, two weeks before her death-

And here was Vivian's masterclass on how to make friends, I'm guessing you're all impressed!
Next chapter will come when it'll be done translating (and when I'll have reactions here, cause once again I don't see why I should publish if no one is interested.)
Anyway, until them I wish you all good fics to read and a lot of fun

See ya