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𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙁𝙍𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙃 𝘽𝙀𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙔 strutted around the Beauxbatons corridors, admiring the elegant, yet catchy style and art. She could surely say, learning in this magical school was truly to die for — a pleasure — and most importantly, the lack of boys.

However, that did not mean fairytale either. As every other witch seems to envy the veela, that resulted to the own, breathtaking veelas, envying on themselves. And in such times filled with darkness, you could not know who to trust.

And Della knew that, it is why she sticked to only one girl that proved herself loyal and great enough for her.
It is why she was paying Anyse a visit in this very moment, for she had some very frightening and important informations for the blonde.

Her hand gripped firmly on the silver lock, of course not without knocking first, as Della waltzed inside, taking the blue jacked and hat off. With that, she let her blonde, light locks fall and brighten her beauty yet again.

"Oh bonjour ma chérie!" Anyse beamed in, as the bubbly little darling she is, a sparkling star to say. "Viens viens," soonly her hands with neatly done nails patted the soft blue velvet sofa. "j'ai des nouvelles très effrayantes, ou de bonnes nouvelles, voyez par vous-même." and with a light smile following next, Della made her way to the brunette with the same blue eyes. [Oh, good afternoon my dear! ; Come, come, ; i have some very frightening news, or good ones, see for yourself.]

Eyes staring at her, as the friend who just arrived waited the other to start speaking the forbidden secrets. "Tout va bien?" exited mumbled La Grace, as her hopeful eyes stared hungrily. [Well?]

"J'ai entendu la directrice parler du tournoi des sorciers de cette année, ça aura lieu en Écosse, à Hogwarts pour être exact." however, Anyse's voice was not as exciting as everyone else's. It wasn't a secret the veelas weren't found of witches and wizards, and Hogwarts for that matter truly. Perhaps it was just a silly little competition towards the witches that had no chance of winning whatsoever.
After all, what is a witch compared to a breathtaking, beautiful, graceful veela? [I heard the headmistress talking about this year's wizarding tournament, it will take place in Scotland, at Hogwarts to be exact.]

The blondes eyes widened in both shock and confusion. Tho, she did shared a little tradition of this witch-veela competition, she didn't entirely hated them. For she thought them to be quite smart and found in tough times.

"Oh la la! Beauxbâtons et Hogwarts? Cela ressemble à un simple désastre onirique!" yet again rejoiced Della, staring out the window, already fantasizing about the day they pay the visit. [My, my! Beauxbatons and Hogwarts? That sounds like a mere dreamy disaster!]

Happy sounds could be heard from the other side of the door, yes, young students that have just arrived clearly needed to learn manners, and not only know them. With a quick magic, they have received detention by the brunette that proved to be a loyal head girl of the Bellefeuille house.

"Nous devons pratiquer notre anglais, tu ne crois pas, Della?" sure, they needed, must know english in order to be able to form a normal communication between them french's and them english's. [We must practice our English, don't you think so Della?]

The other student slowly but carefully nodded, afraid of the task given upon her for english language was truly what she couldn't understand.

"Qui, true is that, Anyse." carefully tried the blonde to cope with the poorly spoken grammar she couldn't understand for anyone's sake.

"We must go, le..lunch is soon starting." meanwhile the brunette, on the other hand, was hurting to not mix the both languages at one. This rather heavy task seemed yet to be fulfilled. But as they see the light side, it was not so hard, between them at least. However, when you are with students who speak english so elegantly and pure, without any flaw, it will be quite the challenge.

"Me agree." Della said with her pure little voice, admiring the little lovely hat before putting it on.

The two made their ways to the great hall for lunch of course, and just as their rumors have been spread, they have been confirmed as well. These french beauties would be indeed visiting Hogwarts in less then a week, not just for any normal event, but a particular reason - The Wizarding Tournament.

A thing Della La Grace truly despised with her whole heart. It was such unnecessary task upon the students, given out of glory and jealousy of who is better. A tast upon students that took the life of her own sister who happened to be seventeen at the time. Beatrice La Grace was the definition of brave and talented. Tho, she couldn't survive the third task, upon her suffering she proved to be dead.

And yes, La Grace was just as graceful and optimistic on life, but a part of her died the moment Beatrice did. True, their bond wasn't as strong due to house differences, but it was the only family she has truly got. Now the only family she had did not cared for her.

Tho, the blondes griefs are still there, for they always will, and the hatred for the Tournament will forever remain. Its a foolish reason, some would say, but Della would never attend and put her name there.

That's right, she herself wont. But what about everyone else?

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helen speaking:

you will have to exuse the french, i used google translate - which i know isn't as right - tho im learning french (in school) and believe me i don't know it as i always say "i also speak french" i do not 🥰

the book is baaaaacckkk!!!