Lumièrè || C. Diggory

THIRTEEN

"Harry Potter," she said, her French accent adding a touch of elegance to her words. "I have to talk to you. I believe you didn't put your name in the Goblet of Fire. It's absurd to think you would do such a thing."

Harry was taken aback by her sudden appearance and her unwavering trust in him. "Thank you," he replied, touched by her support. "But it seems like everyone else thinks I did. Even some of the Gryffindors doubt me."

"My name is Aurelia Dior, I come from Beauxbatons!"

"I know who you are, You've been the talk of Hogwarts since you guys arrived,"

Aurelia shook her head, her wavy chestnut hair cascading over her shoulders. "Nonetheless, the way you handled yourself just now, it's evident you didn't seek this tournament. You are a true champion, and I believe you."

Her words warmed Harry's heart, and a small smile formed on his lips. "I appreciate your faith in me, Aurelia. It means a lot, especially when Voldemort is getting stronger by the day."

"Do not speak his name."

"Sorry.."

As the French girl was about to leave, she paused and turned around, "If you need any help, Cedric and I would love to help you, I think!"

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"Aurelia, ma chère amie!" Fleur said, embracing her fellow Beauxbatons student. "I am so glad to see you're here. It's been such an exciting and unexpected turn of events, hasn't it?"

Aurelia beamed, feeling genuine happiness for Fleur's success. "Oui, Fleur! I'm incredibly proud of you for being chosen as our champion. You'll represent Beauxbatons with grace and skill, I'm sure of it."

Fleur's cheeks flushed with a hint of blush as she gratefully replied, "Merci, Aurelia. Your support means the world to me. I was so surprised when my name was called, but now that it's happening, I am determined to make Madam Maxine proud."

"You'll go down in Beauxbaton history! Just take precautions during the tournament!"

"What do you think the first task will be?" Fleur asked, nervousness evident in her tone. Aurelia would be scared too, it's barbaric that the Ministry still upholds the Bloody Tournament. Many students have been killed by different tasks.

"No idea, Fleur"

Each test was different from the last, Some Ministry Officials, including Fudge, would sit in a secure room and go over different tasks and regulations taken to ensure the safety of the students. Her father usually was one of the officials who would attend the meeting.

Her Mother on the other hand, never really had a certain job. She rose to fame as a Wizarding Model, then she published books about muggles and how they live pathetic lives. She never really got backlashed because she published the book when Purebloods ruled the Wizarding World.

It's actually how her Mother became friends with Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange. Bellatrix was actually Aurelia's Godmother. Bellatrix always treated the Dior Heir with kindness but Aurelia saw right through her. She may have been nice but she did very bad things.

Aurelia knew the Deatheaters were after her parents, They used to be deatheaters but when Voldemort grew weak in the attempt of killing Harry Potter, they grew distant and eventually cut contact with all the other death eaters.

The Deatheaters tried to recruit the two and their daughter back, but they refused, and in the act made Aurelia's whole family an enemy and target. She was suddenly knocked out of her reality, Fleur must have left her behind on the journey back to the Carriage.

"Beautiful evening, isn't it?" Cedric remarked, glancing over at Aurelia with a warm smile.

Aurelia couldn't help but agree, her brown eyes sparkling in the fading light. "Absolutely. It's like something out of a fairy tale."

Cedric chuckled softly. "Well, you certainly look like you stepped out of one, Aurelia. That Beauxbatons uniform suits you."

Aurelia blushed, tucking a strand of her wavy chestnut hair behind her ear. "Thank you, Cedric. You're quite the charming Hogwarts champion yourself."

They continued to walk in comfortable silence for a moment before Cedric spoke up again. "You know, I've been thinking. The first task is coming up, and it's going to be a challenge for all of us. I will really need the help of a certain Beauxbaton Beauty."

Aurelia's heart skipped a beat at Cedric's words. She smiled, her cheeks still tinged with a rosy hue. "You really think so? Well, I'll help whenever I need, Cedric. You definitely have confidence that's for sure"

Cedric chuckled, his eyes meeting hers. "Confidence, huh? Well, I think you might be giving me too much credit."

Aurelia shook her head. "No, really. It is as if this task doesn't scare you at all! If it was me I'd would cry, Maybe you're just special."

Cedric's grin widened, and he playfully bumped his shoulder against hers. "Well, if I'm special, then I'd say you're positively enchanting, Darling."

Aurelia's laughter rang out, a delightful sound that seemed to brighten the already magical surroundings. "Flattery will get you everywhere, Cedric."

They reached the carriage designated for Beauxbatons students, and Cedric held out his hand, a silent invitation for Aurelia to step inside. "Allow me, mademoiselle."

As she headed inside the carriage, Aurelia gave the Hufflepuff boy a quick kiss on the forehead, before her slithering figure disappears into the dim-lit Carriage.

She knew he was something different, something she needed in her life. But she had a bad feeling about his involvement in the Notorious Triward Tournament. Whenever she touched the Hufflepuff she would sense, Danger, and Despair. She never told him, but maybe she'll have to.

As she reached the Beauxbatons Carriage dormitory, she exchanged warm smiles with her fellow students and bid them goodnight. Aurelia's room was filled with a soft, soothing ambiance, the moonlight filtering in through the windows casting a gentle glow.

With a sigh of contentment, she turned her attention back to the memories of the evening. Her heart warmed as she recalled Cedric's smile, the twinkle in his eyes, and the way he had made her feel at ease. She felt lucky to have met him and was eager to continue getting to know him better.

As Aurelia slipped under the covers, she couldn't resist a smile. The day had been filled with excitement and joy, and she was looking forward to what the future held.