" You are mine and I am yours, that is without a doubt."
This is the love story of Athena Minerva Ashryver and Fleur Isabelle Delacour. How a student of Hogwarts and a student of Beauxbatons were properly introduced after not knowing they crossed p...
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Mahogany
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Tuesday, 17th December 1991
"How did you know to crush the seed instead of cutting it?" Nicholas asked the twins.
"Don't look at me, I just follow him," Athena said as she pointed at her twin. Fleur gave some of the books to Athena to hold since she needed to get something out from her satchel.
"If you can't cut it, crush it." Atlas shrugged.
"He is the best in potions with the four of us," Athena added. Atlas winked at the French, Nicholas scoffed and rolled his eyes. Fleur smacked Nicholas on the back of his head when she noticed,
The Quartet was stalking the hallways towards the theatre for their Drama class. As they were walking through the East Wing of the palace, Fleur handed them their pieces. The twins as per usual will be on the violin, Fleur on the piano and Nicholas on the cello. They have the class with Damon and Mattheo. They are doing some historic musicals. They were heading to the Flamel Fountain to meet the duo.
Just as they were approaching the fountain, they saw Corvus and Olivier waving at them. They walked towards the Sixth-years. They heard shouting and taunts coming from the fountain, two of them were Damon and Mattheo.
The next thing they saw was Damon and Mattheo thrown against the wall. Corvus had his wand out, the same as Atlas. Athena dropped her bad and books as she ran over to Damon and Mattheo. The duo was groaning in pain, Athena took care of her brother first as she saw Mattheo was a little bit better.
Athena took Damon's face in her hands as she scanned for injuries. She felt something covering her hands. She looked at his hair, the red was seeping through his blonde hair. Fleur handed her one of her handkerchiefs. Athena guided one of Damon's hands to put pressure on the handkerchief.
"Hold it there, kay? I'll take a look at Mattheo." Athena instructed him, Damon smiled in response as he ushered her to check on his buddy. The Italian's injuries were not as bad as Damon's, just a few scratches here and there that could be fixed with a spell.
There were three sixth-years that were shouting and taunting them.
"I thought you were our Minister's son, why are you so weak?" The tall brunette said.
"You attacked us for no reason!" Mattheo shouted as Athena fixes him up. Mattheo looked at Athena and saw the darkest face he has ever seen from the lioness. He looked up to the two brothers, they shared the same look.
Olivier cut in, "Thomas, don't. You are messing with the wrong people."
"Yeah right, we are not scared of them," The shorter brunette one said.
