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“Girls wake up! We are almost there! Up, up, up!” Madame Olympe’s booming voice rang throughout the carriage, resulting in a harsh awakening for most of the girls, you included. You jolted up only to hit your head on the side window of the carriage. After looking across from you and seeing Fleur laughing at you, you realize you weren’t as stealthy as you thought you were. For someone who was like a sister to you, she sure took a lot of pleasure in your clumsy antics. Rolling your eyes and kicking her foot to get her to stop laughing, you turn to wake up Gabrielle.
“Gabby, we are here, time to get up,” you bluntly say while nudging her. Slowly lifting her head from your shoulder, she rubs her eyes and looks out the window you were leaning against.
“Wow,” she exclaims, “it’s amazing”. You had to agree. The lake you were flying over was filled with clear water and beautiful trees. Suddenly, a boat that looked oddly like the pirate ships you had watched in those muggle movies appeared from under the water.
“Must be the Durmstrang boys,” Fleur hummed. Of course, you thought, how stereotypical, a bunch of boys in a pirate boat. Sighing, you leaned back against your seat and started to wonder what this year at Hogwarts was going to be like.
You had to admit, you were kind of nervous about the whole grand entrance thing. Madame had declared you unfit to walk with the rest of the girls because of your refusal to wear a skirt and general clumsiness. Instead, you were to walk with Gabby behind Madame. Normally, you would’ve loved being able to get out of any weird traditions like the stupid dancing entrance, but standing with Gabby by yourselves would only further draw attention, something you didn’t want.
“Just don’t trip, keep walking, don’t trip, keep walking…” you mumbled this mantra to yourself over and over again. Then, the doors opened and the girls rushed inside. Grabbing Gabby’s hand, you begin walking behind Madame, keeping your eyes straight on her back.
You’ve made it down half the hall and do a silent cheer because nothing has gone wrong when all of a sudden, Gabby stops. Of course, you just had to jinx it.
“Gabby, come on let’s keep going,” you plead with her.
“No, y/n look,” she points to a butterfly fluttering around on the floor, struggling to fly away.
“Gabby, it’s fine, it’s not even a real butterfly, lets keep going,” you try to explain calmly.
“Come on, it’s wing is broken, I’m going to go get it.” Before you could stop her, she ran over to the butterfly, stopping shortly when someone reached down and picked it up for her. A boy with long orange hair handed the broken butterfly to her with a soft smile.
“Looks like it needs a little help,” he said when he gave it to her. You could faintly hear Gabby thank him then she turned and ran back to you. When she handed you the butterfly, the boy lifted his eyes up to yours and shot you a grin. Before you could react, Gabby pulled you along to catch up with Madame, while handing you the butterfly to fix. You pulled out your wand and cast a spell to fix its wing, but at the last second, you decided to try a little something special. You told Gabby to turn around, open her hand, and blow on the butterfly. She did what you said, and it took off. It fluttered around then flew to the boy from before. Floating in front of his face, the butterfly then exploded and left the words “thank you” scrawled out in sparkly blue dust. Grinning to yourself, you turned around and continued walking with Gabby.
“Nice touch, Y/N! That boy sure looked surprised,” she giggled. You laughed a little and pulled her along to sit with the rest of the Beauxbatons girls. The only open seats at the table, you heard it be called the Ravenclaw table, were at the very end next to a blonde haired girl who was sitting alone.
“Hi, I’m Y/N and this is Gabby,” you introduced as you sat next to her.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Luna Lovegood, I saw your trick with the butterfly, it was lovely,” she said in a soft voice,
“Thank you, I’m just glad it worked how I wanted to and didn’t explode in his face” you explained as you laughed a bit. You spent the rest of the meal getting to know Luna and listening to her talk about herself and Hogwarts. She was probably the most interesting person you’ve ever met, and you enjoyed talking to her. If you happened to glance over at the boy with the orange hair a couple of times, she didn’t seem to notice.