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"It is not the strength of the body that counts but the strength of the spirit"-J

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"It is not the strength of the body that counts but the strength of the spirit"
-J.R.R Tolkien








Chapter 12: Inseparable
Song: Lost In The Wild-WALK THE MOON










Christmas break had ended as fast as it came, January now entering and so was everyone's anticipation for the next task. Florence had told Harry that it was mermaids, Harry was incredibly thankful.

Florence found a group of Beauxbaton students building a snowman in the courtyard, although Florence wasn't dressed for snow. She needed to find Fleur, and tell her about the second task if she hadn't figured it out yet.

Florence made her way through the snow, and almost immediately all the Beauxbaton student's eyes were on her. The girls were all so beautiful, Florence was jealous, they all had long silky hair, clear skin, and were the perfect height. The boys had nice silky hair as well, clear skin, they were muscular, and incredibly attractive. It didn't help the fact that they all had beautiful French accents.

"Hello dear, are you looking for our champion?" a boy with dark brown hair, and blue eyes looked down to Florence, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Lay off, Sydney" Florence looked to the familiar blonde, who she was looking for at the moment.

"Fleur, can I talk to you?" Florence asked, giving the girl a kind smile which she returned.

Florence made her way into the Hogwarts corridor, out of the cold. Fleur followed behind her, confused as to why the Hogwarts champion wanted to speak to her. Florence turned around to face the girl, who was just a little bit taller than herself.

"It's mermaids, the second task involves mermaids. I'm not exactly sure how, that's all I know." Florencce told Fleur, who looked at her surprised.

"How do you know?" Fleur asked the girl, curiously.

"Long story short, put the egg under water and listen to it. Maybe you can get more information out of it than me?" Florence offered, shrugging.

"Why are you telling me this?" Fleur couldn't help, but ask. Fleur would have used figuring it out by herself ass an advantage, not telling anybody what the egg meant.

"I could say I'm doing it to be nice, but in all honesty I'm trying to see if you can figure anything else out from the egg. I might need a favour later on and I would like to keep the competition fair" Florence spoke shrugging and giving the blonde a wink causing her to chuckle, nodding her head.

"I understand, who else knows?" Fleur asked the girl.

"Harry knows, he's smart, and will return the favor to me. I know that for sure, Victor is the only one who doesn't and he probably already figured it out" Florence told Fleur as Fleur nodded, thinking.

"I could tell Victor and than he would owe me a favour, which could turn out to be favour for you?" Fleur suggested, and Florence smirked.

"You're smart Fleur, I'll see you later. I can't be late for class" Florence spoke giving the blonde a smile, turning around.

"Merci, Florence!" Fleur yelled as Florence gave her a wave, making her way to charms class.


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"Got any ideas yet?" George whispered to Florence, who sat across from the twins. Florence had been helping George and Fred with potions, actually Florence had been helping them with almost every class. It had been like this every year since their first, she was so terrified that if the boys grades got low that they would get kicked out of school. This was a fear that Florence truly had, a terrifying fear.

Up until their O.W.L's Florence often would brew Polyjuice potion, sneak in and take Fred's test while George sat behind her and cheated off her. But than the O.W.L's came and there was no more funny business, she actually had to make them study.

"No, now tell me what you all need to brew a love potion" Florence spoke, raising an eyebrow at the boy.

"Hey you know this one George! You make our love potions" Florence rolled her eyes, of course the boys were incredibly smart. They just didn't care enough about school to be smart at that, they were smart when it came to their products.

"Ashwinder eggs, Rose thorns, peppermint, powdered moonstone, pearl dust, and rose petals" George spoke, smirking at Florence.

"Fred why don't you start making the love potions with George? It'll help you remembered plus Valentine day is coming up. You'll be busy I'm assuming?" Florence inquired, raising an eyebrow at Fred.

"Yeah, that's a good idea Flo. You got a date for Valentine's day?" Fred questioned the girl, and George couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Nope. Never have and probably never will" Florence chuckled and Fred gave her a small smile, silently thankful. "What about you Fred? Taking Angelina?"

"Actually no, George is"

"Oh."

"What are you going to do about the second task?" George questioned Florence, who was pulled out of her own little world.

"Not entirely sure yet, to be completely honest." Florence spoke, shrugging and George looked to Fred who looked horrified and George couldn't help but laugh. "Why do you guys care anyways?"

"Well Florence, let's see" Fred spoke sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "You're our best friend"

"And we care about you" George spoke, keeping his eyes on the potions textbook.

"We would rather you don't die" Fred spoke, sending Florence a wink that caused butterflies in her stomach and blue on her cheeks.

"Yeah considering I'm the only reason you guys have got this far without dieing, it's probably the best I stay alive" Florence spoke smirking as George rolled his eyes.

"Not true, I've done very well for myself" George defended.

"Okay fair, mostly just Fred" Florence spoke and Fred couldn't help but shrug.

"I think you guys both get at least fifty, fifty" Fred smirked, looking from his twin and to his best friend, who both nodded in agreement.

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