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Chapter 2 - Beauties at Beauxbatons

At Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and the Arts ~ Lyra's P.O.V.

"LYRA!" 

"CRISTA!"

I ran at full speed to my beloved best friend as I met her in the hallway. I was on my way to my common room. Since I live in Wiltshire, I have to take Portkey to get to Beauxbatons. By doing this, I come later than the other Beauxbaton girls who have carriages pick them up, the horse would be far too tired for my trip so my parents portkey with me there, say goodbye and then portkey back. 

I was on my way to my common room, and bam! My bestie was waiting for me in front of the door. Merlin, I've missed her; I have been surrounded by boys all summer, thanks to my brothers. Meanwhile, my friends were travelling for most of theirs. 

"Oh my god, I've missed you, Lyra!" said Crista as she hugged me half to death. I pull away.

"I've missed you too," I said. "Now, may I please enter my own common room and see my other friends too? Or are you gonna be greedy?" Crista was one of the first people not to shun me on my first day; she was afraid since her family had put so many false things in her mind. She looked over that and decided to give me a shot at being friends; now look at us.

She laughed at my comment and let me enter; I waved to all of the other girls and headed towards my bedroom, yes, my bedroom; at Beauxbatons, we don't have to share a bedroom. 

 I got my mom's when she used to go here, and she left it in perfect condition. The bedroom is always saved for each person's family. So no one else got this room before me. I got dressed into my blue Beauxbatons uniform, I didn't unpack because I wouldn't be staying here long. Beauxbatons was invited to Hogwarts, so I will see my little brother in two weeks. 

I unpacked a week's worth of uniforms and the other stuff you need for school. I was dressed and ready. I looked around my lovely room; it was a normal room (for a beauxbaton anyway) truthfully it was huge. It had a mini dance floor for dance class practice, a normal-sized light brown four-poster bed with light green colours and curtains, three connected full-body mirrors, a huge closet, a private bathroom and a small balcony. They also give you a laundry shoot, where once you put your dirty clothes in, in five minutes, pop out cleans from the other shoot next to it. It's really cool. Your room can be whatever colours you want it to be on your first day.

 The first year I wanted dark blue and light pink. The second year, sunset colours. The third year, rainbow. The fourth was random, and I got a Slytherin-themed room (I loved it)! Now, nature. So I have wooden furniture and green colours around me. I love it! I wanna keep this one; it reminds me of Malfoy Manor's forest. My daddy destroyed most of the old Malfoy Manor because of its past with dark magic. Instead of all the dark stuff, dungeons and other bad "stuff" he wouldn't tell me about, he put in an indoor ice rink, three ballrooms (one for outside summer and spring balls, another bigger one for the fall and winter with a balcony, and a private one where my mom would dance in and I practice in and where my parents taught my brothers and me how to dance and just have fun with), a greenhouse for my mother and father's work, offices, bigger and nicer bedrooms for my brothers and I (and for him & my mom and grandpa Lucius & grandma Narcissa), plus an obscene amount of guest rooms and more. I then heard a knock on my door.

"Open!" I said, as the door carefully revealed my dear friend. 

"Hey, hey, hey!" said my friend Rita Costa as she entered my room. I went up to and gave her a big hug. This girl is my childhood bestie. We met once when her family stopped by a small town in Wiltshire. We ended up meeting each other when she came here. She is two years younger than me and a prefect. She let go. "Hey, guess what?!" 

"What?"

"We are leaving early!"

"What?!"

 "Yep, Durmstrang left the second they entered, and in order for us to arrive more or less at the same time, we need to leave now so the professors are gathering everybody up, come on, let's go!"

"Ok," I said, "did you already pack up?" 

"YEAH!" 

Shit.

"Well, let's go Maria Juana!" she said. Don't ask me why she said that; it's some Portuguese thing but honestly, it just sounds like an off-Spanish. With a few flicks of our wands, I was packed off to the carriages! 

Hogwarts, here I come!