The Beauxbatons Girl

~6~

Ophelia Emory Grey

"I hate you so fucking much Chaisee!" I bellowed with my hands over my face.

We both snuck out of the Great Hall and went back inside the carriage.

Right when we went inside the carriage, I immediately started crying.

I don't think I've been humiliated like this all my life.

But crying isn't going to help me with anything. It's a waste of my time.

I sat up from the couch and made my way over to the bathroom. Seeing my reflection made me want to scream until my vocal cords rip apart.

Chaisee had turned my face blue.

"Phee, I can fix it I can! I just need to look through this book," she told me as she walked into the bathroom, her face covered by a book.

I turned around and sat up on the counter, not wanting to look at my face for any more time.

"That Julien kid is going to fucking pay," I muttered under my breath.

"Yes, he is," she nodded, "I think I found the charm."

"Can you please double-check it?" I asked while resting my head on my hand.

"I'm sure this is the one, it has to be," Chaisee responded her hand tight around her wand.

She slowly pointed it at my face, while I gripped onto the counter.

"Evanesco," she quickly muttered. I immediately felt a strange tingly feeling on my face, but it was gone after a few seconds.

Chaisee broke out into a wide smile, "It worked! I knew it was going to work!" she exclaimed.

I jumped off the counter and looked at the mirror to see my normal, clear face.

"Thank you so much!" I shrieked while pulling her in a tight hug.

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Chaisee and I went back into the Great Hall, making sure no one would spot us.

Right when I sat down at the same table as before, Juliens eyes caught mine.

His cold blue fucking eyes, creased at the corners from the smirk on his lips.

I gave him the sweetest smile I could and flipped him off. I looked down at my food and picked up a fork. But right then, all the leftover food and the golden plates disappeared.

I groaned. My stomach had been grumbling for the last hour.

As Dumbledore cleared his throat, all the chattering quickly faded away.

I didn't want to listen to him. Instead, I should use this time to plan. To plan my revenge on Julien.

But my head felt empty. I am not the prankster I wish I was.

"...There will be three tasks, spaced throughout the school year, and they will test the champions in many different ways..." My attention was quickly brought back at those words that Dumbledore said.

From fantasizing and dreaming about my arrival at Hogwarts, I had completely forgotten why Durmstrang and Beauxbatons had to visit Hogwarts in the first place.

I had read about the Triwizard Tournament in some books. All I remembered was that there were 3 champions from each school.

I slowly diverted my attention back away from Dumbledore. His slow and tired voice made me want to fall asleep.

I noticed that same platinum-haired boy from another table, sniggering with his friends.

My eyes traced his sharp jawline, and his flowy hair hanging delicately over his eyebrows.

His grey eyes flicked onto mine, making my throat suddenly tighten.

I looked down at my hands, which had been fidgeting with my rings this whole time.

But I wanted to keep looking at his face. I wanted to imprint his looks inside my head.

But why?

He was the one who laughed at me earlier.

He seems like such a git.

Before I could look up from my hands, I heard the loud chatter slowly fill up the Hall.

I looked around to see people join each other's friends and walk out of the Hall.

"Phee, you weren't paying attention the whole time, you missed so much important information!" Chaisee shrieked while we both stood up.

I opened my mouth to reply but suddenly recoiled at a hard push from my back.

Turning around, I saw a tall, brown-haired boy wearing one of the yellow robes, laying down on the floor.

He was rubbing his shoulder with a pained look on his face.

"Are you o-okay?" I stuttered.

His dark grey eyes quickly filled with worry.

"Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry, I tripped on something." He quickly said while pulling himself together and standing up.

He flashed me a smile and walked away.

I looked over at Chaisee who had confusion plastered on her face.

"Was he drunk or something?" she asked following with a soft chuckle.

"Seemed like it," I replied laughing.

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