Synopsis
September 1st would start all over again, another school year at Beauxbatons would be exhausting.
she had just woken up and was already in front of the mirror, admiring the intense blue eyes that she had inherited from her mother and the black hair that she had inherited from her father.
Although he had only seen his father a few times, he knew fully who he was and loved him dearly, even though she had been raised by her mother her entire life. He was thinking about it when there was a knock on his door.
- Who is it? His voice was dry, lifeless.
- Who could it be? replied an excited voice.
- Enter mom! - Sophie replied from inside the dark room, where there was only a faint light coming from a lamp on top of the dresser.
- Excited for the first day of school in sixth grade? her mother Isabelle asked excitedly.
- No.
- What happened now, Soph?
- I don't want to go back to Beauxbatons, it's too boring! - Sophie replied leaving the front of the mirror and looking at her mother - First of all, it's just stuck there. Second, my only friend is Lola. I wish I had gone to Hogwarts! My father studied there and that's where I want to study too, it's not fair that I can't study where I want - my tone was entirely complaining, I was tired of it, my mother had forced me to study where I didn't want to, she had insisted so much that even It looked like he was hiding something.
Something big.
- What is not fair? -it was his brother, Santaro, who had just entered the room.
- It's not fair for me to study where I don't want to! - I replied with an indignant air - You study at Durmstrang because you want to, but I study at Beauxbatons out of obligation. And for that alone, you are tired of knowing it. "Yeah, but Mom must have her reasons," she replied tediously. This discussion was old.
- And I have my reasons for getting you out of this room. By the way, from the house, since we're late to get our transports-said Cristal, her sister, who had come into the room to tell them they were late.
- Look! Even Cristal is going to the school she wants, I can't believe my 11-year-old sister is going to study there purely and entirely for pleasure. It really depresses me, all this injustice makes me sick! - I say this already taking my suitcase and, leaving the room, complete - I hope that this year something interesting happens in Beauxbatons, so maybe things get more lively.
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