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—     “unfortunately, i can think of a fair few people who would give you wrong directions, so that’s likely.” remus made a face, hoping that no one at hogwarts was really being that cruel to the foreigners. did they not remember their first years, when they were just as lost? the castle was a mystery to most. the marauders map flashed against his eyelids again, but that was a secret all his (and james and sirius and peter)’s own. “i don’t mind taking you all the way up to the tower, but i don’t really know where the entrance to the ravenclaw common room is. i’m a gryffindor.” he pointed at his red and gold tie. “different house.”

“it’s supposed to be a blague, i get it, ha-ha. i wish i would’ve realized four floors ago.” he supposed he should’ve taken clue when the people became scare, “gryffindor, lion, right?” it was interesting here, he’d heard of separate houses, he’d had a few friends who’d attended a school in america with the same concept, he couldn’t grasp it. “may i ask- i’ve read the history on hogwarts,” most of it anyway, “is it not odd for you all to be separated? i suppose we are a a smaller school than you, but it is weird, no? not knowing where each others are?” 

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“I knew it! Seeing you become the eating champion would just be the greatest thing I would ever see!” She grinned at him – now this is someone who appreciates her art methods. “You are truly the best! Oh yes, I do. I may just have to never go to class or eat again but if that means I get one portrait of ever person at Hogwarts than it would be worth it.” She gave him a small nod before going back to her work. “Oh right! The whole name thingy-a-rino. I’m Dorcas but you can always just call me Doe. It’s nice to meet you!”

“i don’t think it would be even close, eating competition very messy thing, no?” his mother would scold him if he actually entered anything of the sort, forget his mother, Madame would expel him, it wasn’t proper manner after all. “if only time could be frozen, then you’d be sure not to miss a single one.” he mused, “these paintings on the walls, have you contributed to any of them yet?” he’d seen a professor back home enchant a painting to life, he said it was one of the most satisfying things and the hardest, to see his art come to life and to admit that it was done. “nice to meet you, doe.” fitting

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“We must! I am sure that we will. After all, only the best were brought - and me of course - for just that!” Margot joined in his laughter, tugging her friend close to her as she assured, “Even if I were to, they would never compare to you.”

“margot, you’re most certainly one of the brightest witches of beauxbatons, and of course this entire campus as well,” he complimented easily, he’d always had the upmost confidence in his friends, especially margot, “si charmant, you’ll make my head inflate, but-” he studies the girl before smiling, “you do look happier here, perhaps this trip, even with this maze of a school was worth it.”

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moodboard: Beauxbatons Academy of Magic

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hotties from each hogwarts house & school?

“Hotties? Do people say hotties now? I’m so confused…. But um okay. Gryffindor – Lily and Mary. I can’t choose between them. Also Remmy. Because he needs all the love. Ravenclaw –Maybe Alice? She’s such a sweetheart. Hufflepuff – Edgar and Frank? I don’t really know. I’m sorry. Slytherin – Andromeda. Um, she’s one of my favorite’s to draw. But like don’t tell her that? As for the other schools. Beauxbatons – Louis. He’s a sweetheart too. Durmstang – Nikolai? I don’t know. This was hard. I didn’t want to leave anyone out!”

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from one corridor to the next, phoenix only had one set goal in their mind : get to the common room, away from the mass population so she could study in peace, without being interrupted. If she were so far lost in her own track of mind, she surely would have missed the blonde slumped against the stone wall with his eyes closed, calling out to the first (or what she assumes was the first) person walking by. however, she didn’t and stopped right in her tracks in front of him. a happy smile tugged at her lips once she realized she wouldn’t have to go off course to help. “You’re in luck,” she said, stomping her foot to grab his attention and waving her arm in a motion to get him to follow her. “I’m in dear ol’ ravenclaw, and as just going there now.”

“thank you, you are my hero.” he quickly got up, not wanting to miss his chance. “i’m louis chevalier, it’s a pleasure.” especially since they were saving him who knows how much more time he would’ve stayed there or wandered until he found his way back, “you are from here then?” he looked towards their robes.

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“Well, you really shouldn’t have much time to get lost here, but if you do; there’s always someone ‘round who should be willing to help you out.” molly said hopefully. for the most part, most of the people in hogwarts were willing to lend a helping hand, or at least the ones molly’s favored to be around; herself included. she grinned at his comment, nodding in agreement. “he’s quite a character, i think you’d like him.” she said, nodding along when he counted on his fingers, naming each of the ghost’s she had previously mentioned aloud. “you can try, but you;ll cross paths with them sooner or later.” she said, realizing she had yet to introduce herself. extending her hand, “I should have introduced myself before grabbing your foot. I’m molly. molly prewett.” 

“c'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer, molly prewett, nice to meet you.” he took her hand in his, “I’m Louis Chevalier, i’m very well at getting lost, reading books and most competitive sport.” he introduced, “do you have any other weird things here that i should look out for? i won’t fall into quick sand in one of the halls, yes?”

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“What kind of champion? Eating champion? Oooh! Is it a pie eating champion?” Dorcas was obviously not getting what he was referring to and honestly – she’s probably far more excited for a pie eating champion than the Triwizard mumbo jumbo. “Good! Because now I’m only going to give you five minutes of eating,” she joked with him. “I love doing landscapes! I just have this fascination of keeping track of every face I come across. So I don’t forget in a way – you know?”

“eating champion, maybe.” he laughed, “five minutes? i’ll be sure to make it count then. i’m glad, you must have a lot of new faces to paint now that everyone is here. seems like a lot of work, but if you are passionate about art,” he shrugged, he could hardly draw a circle and he had no vigor for the arts, “if you want to name your drawing, my name is louis.” 

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it was a little victory but lily couldn’t help but feel a little smug, mostly because she knew she was right. in her mind she was always right. not that she would ever brag about it, at least not to a stranger. “ i suppose it won’t feel real until it’s happening. in fact, i don’t think a lot of those who put their names forward actually think they’ll be picked. ” it was something she had been mulling over for a while, ever since she found out one of her closest friends had put her name forward. “ i’ll watch, but that doesn’t mean i approve. ” 

“you are from here, yes?” he could’ve judged from the accent, but he’d known some english people who went to beauxbatons, even durmstrang, “it’s a nice school, the library is quiet nice, a little dark.” he commented, remembering the light walls a his school.

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“Mon chéri, when have I ever wished for anything else?” Margot said with a small, reassuring smile - one of her closest friends from childhood, she would never dream of leaving Louis’ side regardless of what the future was to bring. Her hand was brought to her heart in an over-dramatic flair that could often be found in her actions, “Me? Charmed? Why would I need anybody but you, my darling Louis?” 

“if not, we’ll just have to look on, after all beauxbatons must win this year, durmstrang is being much too confident for us not.” he laughed at her dramatics, rolling his eyes, “of course you’re right, i might just get jealous if you go on and get a new best friend. even if it is one of the english.”

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his arm slung around her shoulders and she felt comfortable, certainly the most comfortable since they’d arrived at this school. the blonde bit her tongue back from complaints – as she had many, particularly about the height of the astronomy tower and the size of the castle in general. simone generally didn’t find herself complaining about much, but in this moment it was the only thing that she wanted to do and her self restraint was more impressive than dictated by the past. her sister would have told her to be grateful for the opportunity and she hadn’t seen the other school mates that they’d arrived with to complain with them. would the others even have complaints? after a moment, the blonde asked, ❛ do your legs feel like jello, too, or is that just me? 

“perhaps from walking around too much, but if i stay like this any longer my legs are certain to fall asleep,” he said, taking a deep breath in before getting up from his position on the floor, his hand held out to help her up, “i don’t know about you, but i’m starting to get hungry, come, i’ll carry you on my back if your legs still feel like jello.” he offered, if they headed in one direction they had to run into something familiar, or at least someone that could help the pair out.

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“Much more relaxed! Isn’t it fantastic! And best of all Auréile is no here to make sure that I ‘behave’. Oh yes, the competition? Did you enter?”

“bien sûr, now it’s all up to getting picked, you’ll be wishing luck to be on my side right, chéri.” they were close after all, and he needed all the support he could get, assuming he would actually get picked. “have you charmed anyone into becoming your best friend yet? or have you been too busy on the staircases?”

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olive bulstrode // louis chevalier

general aesthetic (1.?)

there just both my characters and i’m too lazy to make a full of each fml

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Molly listened with an amused look to her face as the male explained he’d gotten lost multiple times since arriving, nodding along in agreement to show she completely understood what he meant. “I’ve been here since my first year, and I can assure you; no matter how long you’re here, you’ll still find yourself getting lost.” she admitted truthfully. “I’m sure you’ll have a run in with Peeves at some point, as well many of the other ghosts’ around. Though, Nick is fairly interesting, the whole nearly headless thing aside. Just— avoid the hallway leading to the girls bathroom on the first floor. Moaning Myrtle is a bit.. overbearing.” 

“that does make me feel a bit better,” he admitted, sharing a smile, “most of the time, back home, we mostly travel in groups, pairs, there really isn’t too much opportunity to get lost, at least not for me.” he always seemed to have someone at his side, it’s the way he preferred it anyway. “i never thought i’d sort of look forward to meeting a headless man.” he laughed easily, “moaning myrtle? okay, bloody baton, peeves and her, i’ll try and avoid them as long as i can.” he listed, counting off with his fingers. 

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—     remus looked around at the sound of a voice. he’d been on his way to the kitchens to grab a little bite to eat since he’d missed lunch again. he stumbled, almost literally, over the boy sitting on the floor. he looked down, before crinkling his brow. beauxbatons, most likely.

“i know the general vicinity of it, yes,” he said, ignoring the flash of the marauder’s map against the back of his eyelids when he blinked. “do you need some help, by chance?

“oui, that would be most helpful.” he said, quickly getting up at what most possibly could be his only way back to somewhere he knew for the next couple hours. “or at least down to the main corridor, i’m afraid i still haven’t gotten the hang of this place, and i think someone purposely gave me wrong direction earlier.” he accused, although there wasn’t any malice in his voice.

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❛ have you forgotten your way already? ❜ sim asked him teasingly, her fingers stroking over blonde curls as she looked down at him. he sat with his legs stretched out and she moved to sit beside him, her head gently resting on his shoulder. ❛ i’ve been wandering around for two hours, ❜ sarcastically the blonde tacked on, ❛ and i lost the provided map. ❜ it would have been nice if they had provided such thing to the new students, but no. she took a deep breath before asking him, ❛ what’s the likelihood someone will pass us and actually be helpful? ❜ sim didn’t have particularly high hopes for their english counterparts. 

“slim to none,” he responded easily, his arm readjusting itself around her dainty shoulders, “we could wait a little longer, but anything after that everyone will be at dinner i believe, then we’ll really be wishing for the provided map.” he sighed, “two hours? hopefully our luck will be a bit better for the next two. you would think that they’d possibly give us the easiest common room to get to, but every single one of them is hidden from the other, isn’t that odd?” he narrowed his eyes at the wall in front of him.