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JudithBoaz; absolute sweetheart & approved fangirl

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍;

𝙼𝙸𝙳𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝙰𝙵𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽𝙾𝙾𝙽𝚂 𝙵𝚃. 𝙹𝙰𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙹𝙰𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂

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𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐒 are so pretty. The stars, shimmering and the night life bustling. I peered through the window of my dad's car and looked at the Eiffel tower's lights glistening. I was just returning home with my two younger siblings Clairesse (We just call her Claire) and Antoiné (We call him Tony).

My family is huge. I don't even know half of my family members. Someday I'll be taking a walk in the streets and suddenly some family member I don't know pops up and starts talking to me like I've known that dude my whole entire life and I'm just there awkwardly nodding and agreeing to everything they say.

My family is just messed up.

My mom Pierré Jaques is a hardcore woman who's known for her beauty when she was young. But let's say she loves her REPUTATION more than anything. She's such a cunning woman and she wholeheartedly hates me as I'm one of the reasons for RUINING her REPUTATION because I wasn't worthy enough to be accepted into Beauxbatons.

She only married my dad because our family was a well reputed one and because he was rich and well off. More than my dad, she loves his money.

My dad André is a manly and humble person; he's probably the only one except my sister Clarie who cares about me in my family. He's such a lovely person and I resemble him so we're quite in sync even though my devil of a mother keeps manipulating him.

I'm just happy I got really lucky in my 'Friends Department'. My roommates are like one of the reasons why I'm functioning, alive. I've never told anyone except my friends about how much I suffer because of the torture my mom gives me and the pressure of my family on me.

I have always been an outcast in my family. In a family full of blondes I was a brunette. In a family full of good looking people I was average. In a family of graduates from Beauxbatons, here I am attending Hogwarts. All of this made me considered as a 'non-elite'.

On the other hand my mom enslaves me. I usually love cooking and cleaning and helping but not when I'm ordered to do it around by a cruel witch like her. It's just too much pressure and responsibilities.

I think it's a good thing I went to Hogwarts. I felt so welcomed and happy. I'm so grateful for meeting Lysander, Val, Lorcan and Hugo. They're like the siblings I never had. Lysander resembles my elder brother, André Jr. he's 5 years older than me and he's the smart genius kid with the perfect looks and the same ego as Lysander. I never got close to him as he seemed too preoccupied with his own life.

Next is my elder sister Rhode, 2 years older than me and yet so dumb. She's kind of the hopeless case with just the good looks, she reminds me of Lorcan but I really hate her cause she resembles my mom.

Next is me the hopeless middle kid who's an outcast and after that is Clarie reminds me of Val, she's so playful, she's 3 years younger than me and I play with her a lot but my mom the evil witch doesn't let her anywhere near me thinking I'm some kind of bad omen who might influence her to become a disappointment like me.

BRO WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME I REALLY DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY MY MOM HATES ME. I SWEAR TO GOD ALL MY ROOMIES TREAT ME LIKE GOD AND MY MOM IS LIKE-

Next up is Tony, he's two years younger than Claire and I don't know why but he's just in his own world and that kinda reminds me of Hugo. For some reason I never seemed to mix with him. He's gen alpha too so I can't deal with his type.

Now I was returning back from my dad's bakery after helping him the whole day. I hated going home, I didn't want to see that witch's face right after I entered my house. She banned me from writing letters to my friends and I have to clean up all the dinner plates after I reach home while she probably sneaks out of the house and hangs out with one of her boyfriends.

I feel like I'm always alone when I'm here.

I'm just counting my days to get back to Hogwarts. I can't deal with this shit. I need a Ron Weasley coming and saving me with a blue ford Angelina.

Since I have better reasons to live for now, I'm just going to prove to my mom that I don't need her support for being the person I am so I just shake it off! I'm going to show her I can live better than her with actual principles of honesty and kindness.

So now I'm building a castle with all the bricks they threw at me and I'm going to build a magnificent one. That's my only aim in life. To show them I'm good enough and looks and all these deceiving traits are not necessary to build a great dynasty.

I'll show them what KARMA IS.

Also, ever since Lysander started playing these new Taylor Swift songs from an album called, 'Midnights'. I actually fell in love with this song called 'Karma' so I saved up money to buy a Midnights vinyl. Bro's spreading his 'Swiftie' obsession and the worst part is that it's highly contagious.

I finally reached home and the first person I saw as I entered was the witch, my mom. "I assume, you'll be doing the dishes" she said in french. My mind wanted me to say 'keep assuming' but I don't want to be locked in a room and left to starve. "I'll do it mother" I replied.

I walked into the kitchen and put my gloves on. As I was wondering what my friends would be up to. It's midnight so I guess everyone will be asleep. I washed the dishes slowly thinking about my life when my sister Claire came in. "JJ" she whispered as she tiptoed.

"What are you doing here? It's literally night. You should be sleeping" I whispered back, concerned. "I'll do the dishes you haven't had a good sleep in a month, take some rest" she said as she entered the kitchen. "It's fine, I'm fine" I lied. I couldn't even stand. My legs were killing me. I've been working in the bakery since morning 6.

"It really sucks to be you" she said as she joined me in washing the dishes. "It's fine" I said, giving a weak smile. "It's not" she said as she suddenly started tearing up and sobbing. "Oh please stop" I said, exhausted. I really didn't like people shredding their tears on me. It made me look weak. Plus, it just makes me feel bad that I'm not doing enough and I'm disturbing the people around me.

"Clarisse" my mom called her in a threatening voice from the end of the kitchen. "Oh shit" she muttered in fear. "Sweety stop, they're not children let them be" my dad said in french. My mom walked away. 10 points to dad for saving my life. Way to go dad!

"You should sleep" I told Clarie as I patted her back and she nodded and exited the kitchen. I started doing the dishes again and my dad came in. "Go to sleep, I'll handle your mum" he said in french with his powerful voice tapping my back.

"I-" I started and he cut me off and said, "I'm sorry, I can't handle your mother. You know what she's like. You don't deserve this. I'll make sure she doesn't nag you again or at least for the rest of the holidays" he said, giving a smile. My dad was a fat and humble baker. He's just incredible.

"Also, you got your book list right? So we have to travel to London to buy books. Maybe you can meet up with your friends there" he suggested. "Yeah" I said smiling in delight, the pain in my leg pain seemed to fade away in this comfort he had given me.

"Also, here you go your letters which your friends sent you" my dad said as he handed me a stack. "OH" I let out a gasp as I held a big bundle and I quickly counted. 27 LETTERS FROM LYSANDER?! 7 FROM LORCAN?! 13 FROM VAL?! AND 2 from Hugo. Is Lysander really that jobless? 27 letters?!

"Take your time and read 'em' in your room, go off now, also keep away from this Lysander guy. He's on your mom's red list. He sent a letter to her threatening to complain to the ministry for domestic abuse and we don't want problems. There was also a scorpion inside the envelope which poisoned her" my dad said.

I gave a nod trying not to laugh so bad. OH GOSH I LOVE LY- ok I don't love him, he's just a wonderful friend one can die to have but threatening my mom. YOU GOTTA HAVE GUTS. I looked at the letters and the first letter of Lysander which I opened was written:

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Dear Jared,

YOOOOOOO DUDE WHY ARE YOU NOT REPLYING TO MY LETTERS BRO IS YOUR MOM TORTURING YOU AGAIN???

DUDEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...

I'M BRING LORCAN AND COMING WITH MY BLUE FORD ANGELINAAAA

OK JK CUZ I'M NOT RICH ENOUGH TO BUY ONE...

BUT STILL... YOU GET THE IDEA

BTW I SENT YOUR MOM A GIFT FOR FUN HOPE LOVED IT *Wink wink*

XOXO,

LyLy <3

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Why is he so flirty? It's so cute. Most of the letters were just him rambling about my threatening my mom and him rambling about Lorcan walking in while he was bathing and plans of throwing Lorcan's dead body in a forest nearby his house and spreading rumours about a vengeful spirit murdering people in his town.

Val sent pictures of his trip to Brazil to visit his aunt. It was so green and pretty. I wish to travel after I grow up. I have never travelled to any country except the UK and that's only for schooling. Hugo sent me one formal letter asking how I was holding up.

I walked to my room and lay down on my comfortable bed. I better wake up tomorrow so I can reply to these letters.

I woke up the next day after a pleasant sleep. It was 11:00pm?! DUDE I OVERSLEPT! IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I OVERSLEPT! I FEEL KINDA PROUD OF MYSELF! It's fine, though. It's just the holidays. I woke up to realise my mom was gone for the whole day!! WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! THIS IS THE TASTE OF REAL FREEDOM!!!!

I immediately got off my bed. Took a quick bath and ran out of my room after changing into a white shirt and black pants. I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl, washed it and I ran to the living room, grabbed my dad's car keys and started the car.

Oh yeah, I illegally drive underage. I'm quite chaotic sometimes. I ran into the garage and took a glance at the beautiful black Renault.

I started the engine and turned on the air conditioner. I FEEL SO HIGH! I WANNA CRASH INTO A TREE OR DRIVE OFF A CLIFF! DID SOMEONE SPIKE THE WATER IN WHICH I BATHED IN? CAUSE THAT'S THE ONLY THINK I ACCIDENTALLY DRANK TODAY.

I turned on some radio and some lady was singing some shit opera. I immediately turned it off. Don't they have Taylor Swift or Travis Scott?

I tried switching FM stations. All of them were just full of news or some crappy French songs I didn't enjoy. There are good french songs but right now they're streaming all the shitty songs like why?

I drove the car off in the streets carefully. I was humming some random melody I once heard. It was like tuntun tunn tun tunnn tunn tun. Ok I sound like a psychopath now. I was looking at the streets bustling with people. The streets were just starting to get crowded as lunch time was nearing. I saw many tourists standing and taking pictures at a weird looking post lamp. WEIRD.

Then suddenly a cycle came in front of the car out of literally nowhere. I immediately took a sudden break. The person in the cycle fell down. OH SHIT SHIT SHIT.

I got out of the car and saw a girl fallen on the streets. A girl with straight long brown hair got up as if nothing had happened and picked up her blue colour cycle which was probably rented and she glared at me.

"EHHHH, ARE YOU BLIND?" She snickered. "Um, no. I'm sorry, are you hurt? Do you want medical help I- '' I was saying when she cut me off and said, "It's fine" she said. Then her little brother came running, rolling his bike and started screaming at me, "YOU ALMOST KILLED-" when she covered her mouth.

"Sorry, he's mentally unstable" she said, giving a sweet smile as her brown eyes shone in the sun. I could hear her brother who looked creepily similar to her, mumbling, 'I'm not mentally unstable'.

She took her bike and started cycling with her brother back on the streets. I usually know everyone around here, looks like she's new or maybe a tourist? She was quite pretty, you know brown hair, brown eyes and her brit accent, she almost looked familiar.

I was still recovering after the guilt strike I got because of that event. I was worried about her well being. I should have been more careful, is she actually ok? What's wrong with me, why didn't I see her coming? I looked at the front of the car, nothing was damaged, no paint was also scrapped off. Thank god.

I got back into my car and went to a cafe of a family member, I usually get a discount so yeah. I don't like wasting money. I walked into the fancy cafe and bought some macaroons and sat down to eat them with a side of some coffee, still recovering from my guilt of hitting that girl with the car.

Then I saw that girl who I almost killed into sitting at the other end of the cafe with her parents. MY IS MY LIFE LIKE THIS? OH SHIT WHAT IF THEY SUE ME? I ALREADY HAVE AN AMAZING REPUTATION IN MY FAMILY. OH SHIT I THINK I JUST MADE EYE CONTACT WITH HER. I hid behind the menu card which was on the table. Am I just overreacting?

Then I took a peak, her family was still sitting on the table but she was missing. I better keep hiding and slowly slip out of here without a trace.

"YOU!"

She screamed from behind me and I jumped. It was the girl, "Look I'm from a poor family, please don't sue me" I begged her. OH FUCK, I'M LYING NOW?

"A poor teenage kid won't be riding a Renault in the streets of Versailles" she said. "I-" I started and she cut me off and asked, "I've seen you. You go to Hogwarts don't you? The wizard school. If you don't I might need to kill you" she said. SHE KNEW ABOUT HOGWARTS? SHE'S A WITCH!

"Yes, I'm in my 5th year now" I said, giving an awkward smile.

"I'm Judy Berkshire, your senior, I'm 6th year" she said, exchanging an awkward smile. "Nice" I said awkwardly. There was just an awkward silence and she broke it by saying, "I better go, I lied to my parents I was going to the restroom" she said and just left silently. I'M NOT GETTING SUED!

A senior, my mind said as my thoughts started revolving around her. I've never seen her even though she seems familiar. I never asked which house she was in. It's fine, it's not like I have to care.

I quickly stuffed the last macroon in my mouth and took a huge sip of my coffee and left, leaving some tips. I got into my parked car. I started the engine and started driving to a park, maybe I can find some peace there to write my reply letters.

I found some shade in the isolated part of the park. The sun is burning me alive. It's so hot here. I took some parchment paper and started writing replies by sitting on a mossy stone bench under the tree, near the lake. The sudden slight breezes were quite settling. Then I took a walk when the clouds started blocking the sun.

I spent the rest of the day outside roaming around. Eventually I reached home by 7:00pm and the sun was still shining. I sent the reply letters through my owl which got uncaged by my dad. Today was good.

My devil of a mother will return at 10:00pm I have to at least fake my sleep when she arrives or she'll make me do chores

AHHHHHHHHH WHAT A NICE DAY!!!!

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