Chapter 401
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Draco stands there in-front of the Slytherins grinning ear to ear, he'd proven his insight and had instantly become the focus of those who'd followed Warrington and lost, additionally he'd won a substantial sum of gold from the bet. All according to plan.
Reima just stands there, not really sure what to do now... Does he celebrate with everyone like the end of a chick flick or just leave... He has his decision chosen for him as Dumbledore dispells the wards and fixes the floor that was used as barricades by Krum.
Dumbledore "Everyone! Could I have your attention!... Thank you. As much as I appreciate your enthusiasm for this event I'd like to remind you that lessons will be starting in half an hour so please keep the festivities to an absolute minimum." he slowly says causing the hall to quieten and become less chaotic.
Reima takes the opportunity to nod his head at Professor Flitwick and head towards Ciri while sending a look to Fleur. Fleur sees this and feels an indescribable feeling overtake her and she can feel her feet already moving in the direction the duo was heading in.
The majority of the hall didn't even notice as Reima ducked away into the crowd before disappearing, most electing to watch Krum get levitated and taken to the infirmary.
Karkaroff was fuming at the display of his student and was pondering whether or not he should just expel him under being an absolute disgrace to the school and the people that taught him. However he realises that Krum's fame is a double sided sword, the boy can become hated quickly but it'd also protect him against such a public thing as being expelled. He just scoffs, shakes his head and starts briskly walking back to the Durmstrang ship to ease his anger through alcohol.
Karkaroff wasn't the only one upset at the result, Snape had thought Potters friend would be destroyed by the Durmstrang Champion. He had thought the boy held potential before the school started as he had aligned himself with the girl that'd killed black but apparently something else was going on as they had befriended the godson of the very person they had killed. He glares at Reima's back as he leaves, wondering how he'd get the items he'd stolen back and most importantly, get revenge for ruining the only photo of Lilly and himself left.
Reima's friends were cheering and hadn't noticed him leave with Ciri in tow, they looked around for a while but realised Ciri was gone and thought the couple wanted some "time" alone.
Reima and Ciri slowly walked through the hallways, their destination the typical classroom they use for spellcasting. Reima can feel a fiery aura following them and feels his nerves rising by the second, is this really the way to approach this? Or is he just being selfish? Either way, he'd find out soon.
The duo enter the room and Ciri lazily slumps into a nearby chair while kicking her feet up, "What a surprise, you won." she says sarcastically before tossing him his Medallion back to it's rightful owner.
Reima shrugs, "What'd you expect? I've killed dragons, demons and gods. You really think a teenager still attending school is going to beat me?"
Ciri "I suppose not... Though you could have ended it quicker than that."
Reima "Yeah, let's broadcast my abilities to the entire school, that sounds like a great idea."
Ciri "Didn't stop you showing off." she snarks. "...Should we let the birdy outside the door in? I can smell her arousal from here."
Reima sniffs the air but smells nothing, causing Ciri to laugh. "Pervert.", shaking his head he raises his voice and calls out "Come in".
The door is pushed open by a familiar french girl who's looking at Reima intently, her brows furrow as she sees Ciri but she continues inside with a determined stride.
Fleur "Bonjour..." She says, accidentally speaking her native language due to how nervous she is.
Reima and Ciri nod at her, "Hello"/"Hey."
Fleur stirs uncomfortably under their gazes, "Iz there somezing you needed?" she asks.
Ciri "Weren't you the one who followed us here?" she says, while she supported Reima's decision to try and ask Fleur to go with them that didn't mean she wasn't going to have fun with the girl.
Fleur stutters, "B-but..." she sends a pleading look to Reima.
Reima sighs, "I've heard you had trouble with someone a few days ago?"
She nods, "He iz dealt with, I do not zink he will try zat again." she says with some edge in her voice.
Reima "Have you had any luck finding a date to the ball?"
...
Fleur slowly shakes her head before giving him a meaningful look, "Non, all of ze good men are taken." she says as her eyes flit to Ciri who smirks back at her.
Ciri "Maybe you should have asked sooner then?"
Fleur doesn't reply to this as she feels Ciri is right, she should have asked sooner. Reima wasn't even taken before Krum challenged him for Ciri.
Reima rubs his face, trying to find a good way of saying what needs to be said. Eventually he just decides to go for it and deal with the consequences. "Fleur, I was wondering if you would like to go to the Yule Ball with me?"
...
Fleur "What!?"
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Draco stands there in-front of the Slytherins grinning ear to ear, he'd proven his insight and had instantly become the focus of those who'd followed Warrington and lost, additionally he'd won a substantial sum of gold from the bet. All according to plan.
Reima just stands there, not really sure what to do now... Does he celebrate with everyone like the end of a chick flick or just leave... He has his decision chosen for him as Dumbledore dispells the wards and fixes the floor that was used as barricades by Krum.
Dumbledore "Everyone! Could I have your attention!... Thank you. As much as I appreciate your enthusiasm for this event I'd like to remind you that lessons will be starting in half an hour so please keep the festivities to an absolute minimum." he slowly says causing the hall to quieten and become less chaotic.
Reima takes the opportunity to nod his head at Professor Flitwick and head towards Ciri while sending a look to Fleur. Fleur sees this and feels an indescribable feeling overtake her and she can feel her feet already moving in the direction the duo was heading in.
The majority of the hall didn't even notice as Reima ducked away into the crowd before disappearing, most electing to watch Krum get levitated and taken to the infirmary.
Karkaroff was fuming at the display of his student and was pondering whether or not he should just expel him under being an absolute disgrace to the school and the people that taught him. However he realises that Krum's fame is a double sided sword, the boy can become hated quickly but it'd also protect him against such a public thing as being expelled. He just scoffs, shakes his head and starts briskly walking back to the Durmstrang ship to ease his anger through alcohol.
Karkaroff wasn't the only one upset at the result, Snape had thought Potters friend would be destroyed by the Durmstrang Champion. He had thought the boy held potential before the school started as he had aligned himself with the girl that'd killed black but apparently something else was going on as they had befriended the godson of the very person they had killed. He glares at Reima's back as he leaves, wondering how he'd get the items he'd stolen back and most importantly, get revenge for ruining the only photo of Lilly and himself left.
Reima's friends were cheering and hadn't noticed him leave with Ciri in tow, they looked around for a while but realised Ciri was gone and thought the couple wanted some "time" alone.
Reima and Ciri slowly walked through the hallways, their destination the typical classroom they use for spellcasting. Reima can feel a fiery aura following them and feels his nerves rising by the second, is this really the way to approach this? Or is he just being selfish? Either way, he'd find out soon.
The duo enter the room and Ciri lazily slumps into a nearby chair while kicking her feet up, "What a surprise, you won." she says sarcastically before tossing him his Medallion back to it's rightful owner.
Reima shrugs, "What'd you expect? I've killed dragons, demons and gods. You really think a teenager still attending school is going to beat me?"
Ciri "I suppose not... Though you could have ended it quicker than that."
Reima "Yeah, let's broadcast my abilities to the entire school, that sounds like a great idea."
Ciri "Didn't stop you showing off." she snarks. "...Should we let the birdy outside the door in? I can smell her arousal from here."
Reima sniffs the air but smells nothing, causing Ciri to laugh. "Pervert.", shaking his head he raises his voice and calls out "Come in".
The door is pushed open by a familiar french girl who's looking at Reima intently, her brows furrow as she sees Ciri but she continues inside with a determined stride.
Fleur "Bonjour..." She says, accidentally speaking her native language due to how nervous she is.
Reima and Ciri nod at her, "Hello"/"Hey."
Fleur stirs uncomfortably under their gazes, "Iz there somezing you needed?" she asks.
Ciri "Weren't you the one who followed us here?" she says, while she supported Reima's decision to try and ask Fleur to go with them that didn't mean she wasn't going to have fun with the girl.
Fleur stutters, "B-but..." she sends a pleading look to Reima.
Reima sighs, "I've heard you had trouble with someone a few days ago?"
She nods, "He iz dealt with, I do not zink he will try zat again." she says with some edge in her voice.
Reima "Have you had any luck finding a date to the ball?"
...
Fleur slowly shakes her head before giving him a meaningful look, "Non, all of ze good men are taken." she says as her eyes flit to Ciri who smirks back at her.
Ciri "Maybe you should have asked sooner then?"
Fleur doesn't reply to this as she feels Ciri is right, she should have asked sooner. Reima wasn't even taken before Krum challenged him for Ciri.
Reima rubs his face, trying to find a good way of saying what needs to be said. Eventually he just decides to go for it and deal with the consequences. "Fleur, I was wondering if you would like to go to the Yule Ball with me?"
...
Fleur "What!?"
Draco stands there in-front of the Slytherins grinning ear to ear, he'd proven his insight and had instantly become the focus of those who'd followed Warrington and lost, additionally he'd won a substantial sum of gold from the bet. All according to plan.Reima just stands there, not really sure what to do now... Does he celebrate with everyone like the end of a chick flick or just leave... He has his decision chosen for him as Dumbledore dispells the wards and fixes the floor that was used as barricades by Krum.Dumbledore "Everyone! Could I have your attention!... Thank you. As much as I appreciate your enthusiasm for this event I'd like to remind you that lessons will be starting in half an hour so please keep the festivities to an absolute minimum." he slowly says causing the hall to quieten and become less chaotic.Reima takes the opportunity to nod his head at Professor Flitwick and head towards Ciri while sending a look to Fleur. Fleur sees this and feels an indescribable feeling overtake her and she can feel her feet already moving in the direction the duo was heading in.The majority of the hall didn't even notice as Reima ducked away into the crowd before disappearing, most electing to watch Krum get levitated and taken to the infirmary.Karkaroff was fuming at the display of his student and was pondering whether or not he should just expel him under being an absolute disgrace to the school and the people that taught him. However he realises that Krum's fame is a double sided sword, the boy can become hated quickly but it'd also protect him against such a public thing as being expelled. He just scoffs, shakes his head and starts briskly walking back to the Durmstrang ship to ease his anger through alcohol.Karkaroff wasn't the only one upset at the result, Snape had thought Potters friend would be destroyed by the Durmstrang Champion. He had thought the boy held potential before the school started as he had aligned himself with the girl that'd killed black but apparently something else was going on as they had befriended the godson of the very person they had killed. He glares at Reima's back as he leaves, wondering how he'd get the items he'd stolen back and most importantly, get revenge for ruining the only photo of Lilly and himself left.Reima's friends were cheering and hadn't noticed him leave with Ciri in tow, they looked around for a while but realised Ciri was gone and thought the couple wanted some "time" alone.Reima and Ciri slowly walked through the hallways, their destination the typical classroom they use for spellcasting. Reima can feel a fiery aura following them and feels his nerves rising by the second, is this really the way to approach this? Or is he just being selfish? Either way, he'd find out soon.The duo enter the room and Ciri lazily slumps into a nearby chair while kicking her feet up, "What a surprise, you won." she says sarcastically before tossing him his Medallion back to it's rightful owner.Reima shrugs, "What'd you expect? I've killed dragons, demons and gods. You really think a teenager still attending school is going to beat me?"Ciri "I suppose not... Though you could have ended it quicker than that."Reima "Yeah, let's broadcast my abilities to the entire school, that sounds like a great idea."Ciri "Didn't stop you showing off." she snarks. "...Should we let the birdy outside the door in? I can smell her arousal from here."Reima sniffs the air but smells nothing, causing Ciri to laugh. "Pervert.", shaking his head he raises his voice and calls out "Come in".The door is pushed open by a familiar french girl who's looking at Reima intently, her brows furrow as she sees Ciri but she continues inside with a determined stride.Fleur "Bonjour..." She says, accidentally speaking her native language due to how nervous she is.Reima and Ciri nod at her, "Hello"/"Hey."Fleur stirs uncomfortably under their gazes, "Iz there somezing you needed?" she asks.Ciri "Weren't you the one who followed us here?" she says, while she supported Reima's decision to try and ask Fleur to go with them that didn't mean she wasn't going to have fun with the girl.Fleur stutters, "B-but..." she sends a pleading look to Reima.Reima sighs, "I've heard you had trouble with someone a few days ago?"She nods, "He iz dealt with, I do not zink he will try zat again." she says with some edge in her voice.Reima "Have you had any luck finding a date to the ball?"...Fleur slowly shakes her head before giving him a meaningful look, "Non, all of ze good men are taken." she says as her eyes flit to Ciri who smirks back at her.Ciri "Maybe you should have asked sooner then?"Fleur doesn't reply to this as she feels Ciri is right, she should have asked sooner. Reima wasn't even taken before Krum challenged him for Ciri.Reima rubs his face, trying to find a good way of saying what needs to be said. Eventually he just decides to go for it and deal with the consequences. "Fleur, I was wondering if you would like to go to the Yule Ball with me?"...Fleur "What!?"
