"Do you want to go to the library during third period? I need to catch up on Divination, plus I hear Victor goes there whenever he has a free." Clementine grinned hopefully as she copied Professor Flitwick's wand movements. "I can't, I have to help Fleur for tomorrow otherwise she's gonna get killed by one of those dragons. I just hope for her sakes it's Victor or Cedric who gets the Hungarian Horntail." Clementine groaned and placed her wand on the table. She turned to Isabelle with an offended look on her face.
"I can't believe you're going to help her, when you could be spending time with you're best friend." Clementine sulked as they walked out of second lesson on their way to the grounds. Isabelle rolled her eyes and giggled, "You're more than welcome to come, but I've heard Krum is starting to take a liking to a Hogwarts fourth year." Clementine snapped round to face her with a shocked look on her face. "What?! A fourth year? He's like a sixth or seventh year!" Without another word, she stormed off in the direction of the library, leaving Isabelle giggling as she snuck into the forest.
"There you are! I have been waiting for seven minutes!" Fleurs voice rose as Isabelle came into the clearing in the centre of the forest. The girl stormed up to Isabelle with a stern look plastered on her face. "We only have an hour, hurry!" Isabelle groaned as she sat on the grass and looked around through the trees. "Isabelle! Are you listening to me? There are weird creatures in here and I don't want to be here with them for much longer!"
"Shut up then!" Isabelle snapped as she stood and wandered deeper into the woods. Fleur crossed her arms and stomped off after her with a sour look on her face. "Isabelle is that you?" A light airy voice came from inside the trees. Fleur froze and grabbed Isabelles arm as they turned to where the voice came from. Isabelle shook Fleur off her arm, "Yeah, it's me. Come on out, Panyse." Isabelle called out. As she did, a short centaur wandered out into the clearing. It was a girl with short, bobbed brown hair and deep brown eyes. Her body was a pale chestnut colour and her tail matched her hair.
"Fleur, Panyse has allowed us to cast the sleeping spell on her for you to practise. I'll show you the spell first, then reverse the causes for you to then try." Fleur nodded and turned to Panyse, the centaur smiled at the two girls and stood nearby a large tree that would prevent the light produced from the spells to be seen. "How do you know her?" Fleur whispered so the girl couldn't hear them. Isabelle grinned, "My father and his friends used to disappear into these woods when they went to school here. He became friends with Panyse's father, so I ended up becoming friends with Panyse after he died. We only sent letters to one another until this point."
Isabelle turned back to Panyse and gripped her wand tightly in her hands, looked up to her, "Are you ready, Panyse?" The centaur nodded and took a deep breath of preparation. Isabelle waved her wand in a circular motion and spoke clearly, "Somnium."
Instantly, Panyse's eyes fluttered closed and her legs collapsed beneath her. Gently, the girl began to fall to the ground in a deep sleep. Fleur applauded the girl as Isabelle began to mutter the counter curse, "Prior Incantato." The centaur awoke and stood back up preparing for Fleurs attempts. Isabelle turned to the girl and showed her the simple wand movements and correct incantation. When Fleur believed she had the right movements, she turned to Panyse and flicked her wand. Sparks of purple came out the end of her wand but landed swiftly on the ground in front of her. Fleur turned to Isabelle and they both sighed, "This is going to take a while."
Fleur groaned and stamped her feet in frustration after the thirtieth time of casting the spell. "Fleur, you need to join the circle. At the moment, you're doing more of a semi-circle." The blonde snapped her head around with an agitated look, she narrowed her eyes at Isabelle. "I'm trying! It's harder than it looks, especially for someone who hasn't mastered every bloody spell!" Isabelle closed her eyes and took a deep breath before returning to the two. By this time, Fleur had gotten Panyse into a faint drowsy state but she would quickly awake.
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The Not So Perfect Potter
FanfictionThe great Harry Potter, defeater of Voldemort, the boy who lived. Not a single thought went out to his older sister for years, yes an older sister. Belle Lily Potter, a year older than Harry. She was sent away when the Order of the Phoenix found ou...