Third Person POV
Jada huffed. "Asher! The graduation ceremony is going to start soon!"
The dorm were the legacy of wine and madness lived was currently busy, since all of its inhabitants were now graduating.
"Coming!" Asher said, hurrying down the stairs as he loosened his tie. His girlfriend rolled his eyes at that but didn't protest.
"Ready?" one of the many students in their year yelled. On getting a chorus of 'Yes!' from the others, their year marched out proudly into the halls, and to the hall were their graduation ceremony would happen.
Several years ago they had come here, little first years waiting to begin their magic.
Now they would walk out, fully trained in the arts of magic.
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"And the valedictorian of the year, JADA PANDORA FLAMEL!" Headmistress Maxine declared.
Jada walked up onto the stage wearing the black graduation robes and a graduation hat.She smiled and waved to the school as her year cheered her on.
"Hi everyone." the legacy of wisdom said "And for my year, we fucking made it to the end of the race!"
There were cheers and Jada waited for it to quiet down.
"Alright, I'm not gonna do the moving on in life bullshit because its pretty clear since we love this school so much, we're gonna try and find jobs here or around here to stay close." Jada said. This earned nods and a 'hell yes!' from Asher "But exactly seven/eight years ago, we were the fresh newbies in the school. And now, we're walking out as experienced and well trained witches and wizards. So I just want to say, thank you Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, for being my home away from home."
There were loud cheers and the legacy of love gave a dramatic bow and walked off the stage.
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"Maman? Père? Pourquoi pleures-tu?" Jada asked one day in Flamel Chateau.
Translation: Mom? Dad? Why are you crying?
It was only a month until the Argo 2 was ready to fly, and Jada planned to help Nico find the Doors of Death.
"C'est bon petit feu." Perenelle assured Jada.
Translation: It's okay little fire
"Alors pourquoi pleures-tu?" the legacy of magic still insisted.
Translation: Then why are you crying?
"Parce que nous sommes si fiers de vous. Vous êtes adulte et une sorcière capable. Mais hier, il semblait que nous vous avions sauvé des Dursley." Nicholas said softly, taking his daughter's hands.
Translation: Because we are so proud of you. You're fully grown and a capable witch. But just yesterday it seemed like we rescued you from the Dursley's.
"Vous n'aurez plus besoin de nous. Vous êtes tous grands maintenant." Perenelle smiled bittersweetly.
Translation: You won't need us anymore. You are all grown up now.
"Comment ça, je n'aurai plus besoin de toi ? J'aurai toujours besoin de toi!" the child of fire protested, hugging her parents.
Translation: What do you mean, I won't need you anymore? I will always need you!
And her parents hugged back.
That is today's chapter, I hope you have all enjoyed it!
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Family of Fire
FanfictionThe Girl Who Lived left the Dursley's care when she was very young, into the family of fire. Now, under a new name, with knowledge of her true heritage, she will not be Dumbledore's pawn but be the fire that will change the Wizarding world... for be...
