Hundred-Forty-Two: When In RomeFrance

Entry For NOJOMO #20

.Tanya Faith.Sorry Professor

Mother had been gone for days again. She spoke fondly of a new man in her life she called Darky. We didn’t mind having family times to ourselves. It gave us time to go to grandmothers and clean the villa up for Alana to start her family there. Dumbledore insisted that she would be safer outside of the school so we had to make sure it was prepared.

“It’s a really good thing that we inherited all of grandmother’s money.” Alana said. “I’m going to need servants, nannies, and maids!” She shuffled through old dresser drawers. “Oh my gosh, Tanya…our first locks of hair!” Alana pulled these out excited. “Some of these strands are….”

“In our wands!” I replied excitedly back. Suddenly, we found ourselves being an emotional wreck. “She loved us so much, didn’t she?” I asked as I wiped tears away.

“She did. I miss her so much!” Alana continued to shuffle through the drawers. We found an old picture of mom. “She looked just like us…but she acts nothing like us.” Alana sighed. “She’s a whore…”

“I know…Sometimes I wonder if she ever found true love. Maybe that’s what drove her crazy. It couldn’t have been the way grandmother treated her,” I added in.

Told from Kaden’s POV

I found myself sitting in Transfiguration class next to Creevy. If I was going to find Tanya in France, he’d be the only one to know the address. Potter would never give it to me and Zeke hasn’t been yet.

“So Creevy….how are things?” I asked making small talk.

“They’re jolly I suppose.” Colin quickly replied. “I’ve developed some pictures I took a while ago of people. I found one of you and Tanya on here,” He then opened his notebook to expose the picture. It was a picture of us sitting at the Ravenclaw table making silly faces. We were so close to each other that there wasn’t any breathing room.

“Can I have this?” I clutched it tightly. Colin gave me a suspicious look.

“Usually I don’t give up my pictures of her…but I suppose I can,” He looked away. “I’m sorry for the rubbish attitude, mate. I just miss her is all. Jazmine is growing me on me though,” Colin thought. I was tired of all the small talk.

“Her house must be so big,” I blurted out. “With the Paris view and all…”

Colin laughed in his throat. “Paris? She doesn’t live in Paris! Have you not been there?” He questioned shocked. “Ah it doesn’t really surprise me actually. She hardly goes home herself. She used to stay with Alana and Draco before their little fling. After that, she mostly stayed here with Harry.”

“So if I wanted to visit her…I would have to go to….”

“Marseille, mate but you can’t visit her while she’s home. She hates visitors at her mother’s. It’s so chaotic there. That’s why your brother didn’t go.” Colin and I then looked up at McGonagall who had her arms folder.

“Sorry professor.” We added in unison. We must’ve been talking a little loud.

“It’s quite alright gentleman, but you won’t find the Delacours that easy. They live in a hidden location with guards everywhere. Jewel was quite the student, but her mother….Cynthia…Let’s just say I see Tanya in her through and through.” She smirked. “Class you can’t transform into a veela. It’s something you’re born into…” McGonagall continued her lecture of things you cannot change into.

After class, I began to walk back to my room.

“Hey Kaden. Can I talk to you?” Kayleen walked up to me.

“I’m busy.” I began to walk faster.

“Please let me apologize for the other day. I just…” Kayleen looked as if she was choosing her words carefully. “I haven’t been eating properly and it’s putting me at edge.”

“There is all kinds of food in the Great Hall. That’s no excuse!” I began walking faster.

“I have a…special diet. Just look, Kaden. We’re stuck with each other as partners until the end of the year. After that, we can part ways.” She stopped walking with me as she saw a male in the view. “I gotta go!” As she began to walk off, I could hear the short-lived conversation. “Hunter you don’t understand!”

I looked back for a minute and shook it off as I made my way to the dorm. Zeke was more familiar with this territory than I was. He spent four decades in France learning the culture. He loved French ballet, King Louis the 14th, the language, and apparently the language. I spent quite a time in France, but I was traveled more than he did. If I were to invite him to go with me, my mission might as well never started.