[[ open ]] HALF A WORLD AWAY

[CRESS AZUMA]

It was a cloudy summer day and thus it was not so warm, not that it was cold either though. The weather was actually quite convenient for exercising outside. And indeed, from her dorm room’s window she could see bunch of girls and boys playing soccer outside while some were cheering for their favorite team. She hadn’t known that this many people even knew about soccer; they were witches and wizards after all. Either they were muggle-born or were fascinated by muggles or had grown up surrounded by muggles. Either way watching them somehow made her feel quite comfortable. Her family had lived in a muggle city (Busan), although she had gone to a witchcraft school. And so had her parents and her brother. But yes, they pretended to be muggles. It was mostly because of her mother’s job as an accountant in a muggle bank.

The young Cossu caressed gently the right page of the manga (Samurai Deeper Kyo manga to be exact) she was holding before placing her self-made dragon bookmark between the pages and closing the book quietly. Her lips were pursed as she stared at the cover of the manga for a moment while looking quite thoughtful, but after a few minutes had passed she decided to stand up and threw the book upon her bed. Her nose wrinkled then as she thought about how much it sucked when no electronic devices worked in Beauxbatons. Back at home she would always take her cell phone with her, put earplugs on and put some music from her cell blasting before going for a run in the early morning. Even now she had her cell phone with her. It was in her luggage. But of course it didn’t work, but she had had to at least give it a try. Running while listening to music… Was there anything better than that?

Oh well, she would just have to go for a good old regular run then. After changing her clothes she left behind her dorm room as well as the Cossu common room (after giving a fake smile to a small group of students who had noticed she was new) and then headed outside of the palace, taking a deep breath of the fresh air. Yeah, it was somewhat warm outside, but luckily it wasn’t sunny so it wouldn’t get hot at least. After stretching her arms and legs a bit she first started to walk fast before it turned into jogging and finally into running. This was a great feeling. She felt free.

After running (and at times just jogging) for about 40 minutes she suddenly realized that she actually had no idea where she was. She had been so deep in her thoughts during her running that she had forgotten to check any signs and make sure she would know the route back. Well, it was too late now. She stopped, breathing heavily and pressing her hands against her thighs while looking around her surroundings in order to find at least something from which she would know where she was. She didn’t even have her wand with her, so she couldn’t make a spell to find her way back. Well this sucked!

“Damnit…” She mumbled under her breathe before feeling a drop on her cheek, then on her hand and on her forehead too. “Well isn’t this a blast?” She groaned sarcastically, quickly looking around again before noticing a big tree and running under it. It would cover her from the train at least a bit. Quite well actually. The tree was huge. The rain started pouring, so she let out a sigh and sat down underneath the branches while trying to figure out how in earth she would find her way back to the palace. She could always ask help from the spirits, but that would take way too much energy. She wasn’t even sure how far away from the palace she was, because she had been running for so long. She pouted, pulling her knees against her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs while watching the rain quietly. She felt like she already hated this whole place.

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[euphemie]

A soft scratching noise could be heard from one of the Cossu dorms. The source of it came from a young girl of sixteen. Euphémie Tien Perrault was at it again. She was trying to design a dress. The scratching came from her mechanical pencil. It wasn't the best one to use for sketching something important but it sufficed. If she had been the one to pack her bags, she would've brought her art set. No, her father assigned some house-elf to do it and personally requested to not put her art set in. He proclaimed it to be a "waste of time". A waste of time was attending at a magic school when she already had a career ahead of her. She was a model! That apparently didn't count to her father. In times like these, she wished that she never had a father. The one time where he actually paid attention to her, he pulls her out of her job and sticks her in some magic school. She was quite sure that she handled her magic pretty well. There really wasn't a need to send her to a school for it. Since she no longer had a job and stuck at Beauxbatons, she was making the most of her time. She had never had much time for art before so she was taking an advantage of her "imprisonment".

Euphémie pursed her lips. She picked up her Hello Kitty eraser and rubbed out the skirt of the dress. She redrew it. Finally, she decided that it was just right. She laid down her pencil and pulled out her cellphone from her luggage. She looked at the blank screen. She sighed. She had forgotten that electronics didn't work at Beauxbatons. It had something to do with magic effecting the electricity. She tossed the cellphone onto her bed without a care. There was only so much she could do to keep herself amused but she was beginning to grow bored. She glanced outside the window. It was a cloudy day but was ideal for outdoor activities. The recent days had been either too hot or it was raining torrentially. Euphémie grabbed her jacket and stood in front of the mirror. She twirled a strand of her black hair. It was probably time for a change. She changed her hair to a light brown color. Finished with her task, she flipped her hair to the side and headed our the door.

Vanity was always a weakness of hers. She couldn't help but indulge in it. It was only natural.She was half-Veela after all. Over the years, she's begun to embrace the fact. As a child, she resented the fact because she was often bullied by the other girls at her boarding school. When she became a model, it turned into something fun. Euphémie now stood at the front door of the school. She had heard some students talking about Rue de Paradis so she guessed that was the best place to go. Her eyes scanned the crowd of students until she spotted a boy who didn't seem to be doing anything. "Excuse me but could you direct me to the Rue de Paradis?" she asked. She listened as the boy stammered out a direction. Euphémie flashed him a bright smile and thanked him. She headed off toward the direction that he pointed. She reached the Rue de Paradis. When she reached the place, rain began pouring. "Seriously?" she said to no one in particular. Euphémie ran for cover. Apparently, she wasn't watching where she was going because she crashed into another girl. "Oh gosh! she exclaimed. "I'm so sorry for running into you," she apologized.

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