I Follow You

Prologue

"Criiiiis! Criiiis! Cris, for Merlin's sakes, wake up!"

"Eva, just chill out! It's Saturday!"

"Yeah, it is, but they're coming!"

"Who's coming?"

"Oh, for fuck's sake, the people from Ilvermorny and Castelobruxo! How can't you remember?"

"Ok ok, five more minutes!"

"I can't with you, Cristina Soto! You flew all the way here from Spain to just sleep! I'm going with the girls in the Hall, we'll wait for you there."

"Ok, see you later Ev!"

The blonde was not an early-person, especially on no-school days, such as Saturdays, but the idea of new people coming from other countries pushed her out of bed (Finally we can speak Spanish without being seen as the asocial people of the school! - she thought, a bitter smile on her lips). Cris wasn't asocial. She was a party animal, she loved a good laugh and a good drink on a Saturday night... or every other day of the week, actually. But she and the other "Spaniard" had been ignored since their arrival in Hogwarts. All those countries, where Which Hunting and the Inquisition had been strong, like Spain, Italy or Germany had no School of Magic, because witches and wizards had been eliminated or had fled to more enlighted or sure countries, such as France or England. Magic in Spain had reappeared in the last years of the 20th century, with the rise of Globalization. This is why Spanish children received their letters at 14 (they could choose between Beauxbatons and Hogwarts, and Cris had chosen Hogwarts because Wow, England seems cool! and because her brother Dani was there to play Quidditch), because the Magic Community wasn't well organized yet. And this is why Cris and her friends weren't well seen by their colleagues: too "old" for the freshmen and considered "freshmen" by their peers. Fortunately, she had found wonderful friends: Amira, her best friend, from Madrid as she was, Viri, Nora and Eva with her boyfriend Jorge, who tagged along with his friends Hugo, Dilan, and Lucas.

She wore her Gryffindor robe and joined her friends in the Hall, where they had their own place at the long table. They were lucky nobody cared about which House they belonged (After the Great Battle of Hogwarts, we value unity more than the Houses! - said professor Longbottom), so they were talking animatedly about what would come - "I can't wait to see our guests, if the Americans are like the actors on tv, we'll have some material, girls!" - said Viri, dopey smile plastered on her face.

"You better find someone you like, Elvira Goméz, so you can get Alejandro out of your head" - whispered Nora.

"Oh, callà, paso de él!" - Viri blushed.

"That's for sure, darling" - said Cris, smirking.

They were cut off by the opening of the Hall front door and Principal McGonagall's voice announcing - "My dear students, I'm honored to present you your colleagues from Beauxbatons and Castelobruxo! I hope you welcome them like polite people, and not like a..."

"Babbling bumbling band of baboons..." - answered the students in unison, laughing.

From that moment on, Cris was sucked in a vortex of food, drinks, music, popular dances, meetings, laughter, the welcome party going on until night.

"Girls, I'm going out smoking, see you later!"

She went out, by the lake, stopping to seat under the oak and looking for the herbs to roll a cigarette - "Jodér. I left the herbs in my room!"

"Hey there, got a lighter?"

Cris startled and spun around to face a brunette with blue-dyed locks - "Creepy much? You spooked me!"

The brunette laughed and sit next to Cris - "I'm sorry."

"Who are you?"

"My fault... I'm Joana."

"I'm Cris... You're a freshman?"

"No, I'm 17, but I came here this year."

"Bueno, don't know where you come from, but you're in a magical castle, you can light the fire in the school with magic."

The brunette chuckled - "Yes, but I prefer the old, no-mag way. Lighters are cool, above all clippers."

They settled in comfortable silence, while Joana takes her wand to make some herb grow on the grass - "Here you have some herb..."

"What the... How?"

Joana winked at her - "I would lose my air of mistery if I told you... and I should kill you."

Cris chuckled and made a magical joint, which then lighted, lighting Joana's too.

Once again, there was silence between the two of them, but Cris didn't mind while smoking that cigarette, which tasted so weird.

"I should get going, my friends must be waiting for me..."

"Don't worry, I'll just end this and go to sleep."

"Thanks for the herbs, Joana."

"Thanks for the magic lighter, Cris".

The blonde smiles when the brunette put the words magic lighter in quotes - "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Cris."

I like to think that in Hogwarts there are also students from other countries and, since it was more logical for people from Spain to go to Beauxbatons, I had to think about a reason to put our beloved heroes in Hogwarts. I'm going on holiday for 10 days, so I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait some time. Don't worry, I'll keep thinking about how this will go on.