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"Oh Antionette is your cousin? She is the best." Nina said happily, she had met Antionette in the Monthly Hogwarts.
 
"Yeah, she's my cousin," Violet said, a little awkwardly. Antoinette was a little tricky to deal with. And, she was moving to Beauxbatons, most likely. "I like languages, did you say you spoke Slavic and German?" she asked Yvan. Violet loved languages, she could speak English and French, and was trying to teach herself how to speak various other languages. It only added to her stress, but she enjoyed it.
 
Yvan chuckled at Nina's words. "This professor must have been quite the character then!" When Violet spoke again, he gave her a friendly smile, hoping that his presence was not the reason for her silence. "Wow, Nina you speak Slavic you said? I am, of course, fluent in the Russian dialect."
"Yes Violet," her replied politely. "German was my first language. Slavic my customary one. Do you speak any other language than English?"
 
"French," Violet admitted. "But not very well. My grandfather made sure all his grandchildren spoke it. I'm trying to learn lots of other languages. I run this club here called the Language Club...which basically is what it sounds like." She blushed, trying to hide her cheeks in her mass of hair. "Um, yeah, kinda nerdy, I know."
 
"I actually think that sounds interesting, it would be so cool if we had that back home." Nina said warmly.
 
"You run your own club, eh?" Yvan repeated, impressed. "What year did you say you were in again?"
 
Violet blushed, feeling more embarassed now. "I didn't. Second year. I'm pretty much the oldest in the year, though," she added, hurriedly. Had she been born about 3 days earlier, she would've been a third year. I bet they'll walk away now, because I'm just a second year nobody. "But yeah, a lot of the younger students run clubs. I suppose it stops us from breaking the rules or something." She shrugged, not giving it a second thought.
 
Yvan smiled thoughtfully. "Second year? Wow, you look mature for your age."
 
Violet beamed, still slightly embarassed but happy for the compliment. "You think so? Thanks! This'll make it easier to go out to muggle pubs at home earlier for me, then!" she laughed, somewhat self-consciously, but feeling a little more comfortable and at ease.
 
"Muggle pubs? Ah, I have yet to enter one. Heard they are quite wild though!" Yvan said with a chortle. "Are you muggleborn then?" he asked curiously.
 
"Part-blood. My parents raised me as a muggle though. I have absolutely no idea why." She shrugged, indifferently. "Perhaps it was character building, or something strange like that," she reasoned, with a grin.
 
"What about you Yvan?" Nina asked curiously, not that it would matter much to her, she was a muggleborn but a lotof Purebloods didn't care much for Muggle's or muggleborns and she was curious is he cared at all about that.
 
"Halfblood too. My father is a muggleborn, my mother is a pureblood. They tell me their marriage stirred up a lot of trouble with my mother's family. Haven't even met my grandparents though!" he laughed. "Which is their loss. Anyone who can't accept my father and the 'filths' he should produce, is a sad soul." He smiled wider, as though there was a sweetness to his families' broken ties.
"What about you?" he asked Nina.
 
Nina smiled nicely, as Yvan smiled, "Of course, I mean who wouldn't want to meet you?" Nina said warmly.

"I am a muggleborn. But apparently there is some extreamly distant magical blood on my fathers side." Nina said happily.
 
Yvan gave a soft laugh at Nina's warm response. "Thank you."
"Muggleborn? Well that is no surprise. Many muggleborns are known to have made great achievements in history."
 
Violet nodded in agreement. "Yeah, but in the end, there's not going to be any blood left in your body anyway, so why should it matter about the percentage of magic in your blood?" she reasoned, speaking very broadly, with a wicked grin. "And my sincerest apologies for the very, um, disgusting analogy," she added, returning to her typically restrained self.
 
Nina blushed at Yvan's complement, or what she thought it was. Then heard Violet speak and laughed a little as she apologized and said, "No need, it was --- enlightening." Nina smiled a little goofily to Violet then went back to her restrained self as she noticed Violet had done.
 
"Disgusting analogy? Actually, I think its a discomfort really, should your assumption be correct," Yvan said. "I mean to say... it is quite weird how our 'magic' genes don't really follow the sequence of genetics. You'd think it was either a recessive or dominant gene, but it really is random. Take squibs for example. They could have parents who are magical, and come from pureblood families. And it can't be concluded 'magic' genes are recessive then, or even dominant. Surely if it were either, this one person born of a witch and wizard should have been magical.
"What I'm getting at," Yvan added, realising that he was babbling, "is that what if this random choosing decreases through the ages. Our magic might just die out somewhere along the line! And that would be terrible. No one to pass on our knowledge to. Nothing." Pausing for a moment, Yvan gave a smile and said, "Sorry. I tend to... over think things."
 
Violet nodded, thoughtfully. "Wow, that's an interesting argument. I've never heard it put that way before." She looked pensive for a moment. "You are correct, though, I would say it has nothing to do with genetics, although there is possibly a higher likelihood of having wizarding blood if it runs in your family. My aunt is a squib, married to a muggle, but my cousin, her daughter, is a witch, and that's almost difficult to explain. I am glad she is, though. The thought of magic dying out...it's truly terrifying." She shivered, involuntarily. The world seemed perfectly normal to her before she discovered magic, but now she knew about it, she could not imagine life without it. She imagined her three year old sister being one of the last witches born, and was quite frightened at the prospect.
 
"Yes that would be terrifying." Nina said simply, she had an argument on both sides but couldn't choose which one to side with, so she stood silently hoping they wouldn't think she was unintelligent. [I lost my train of thought for this Vi, sorry, do you just want to make a new subject of conversation?]
 
Violet nodded, and looked pensive for a moment. "So, do you guys think it's odd that they've replaced Beauxbatons with Hogwarts New Zealand for the TriWizard?" she asked, confused. In the last TriWizard Tournament, Violet had read, the participants had been Hogwarts Scotland, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. "I mean, it's cool, I get to see a bit of history being made...but I wonder why. Maybe there was a falling out or something?"
 
"I'm not sure, I guess there isn't enough students that are old enough to compete or something happened, perhaps I should talk to Antionette." Nina said thoughtfully, "You know she moved to Beauxbatons?" Nina said sadly.
 
Violet raised her eyebrows. "Of course I know she moved to Beauxbatons. She's my cousin, after all. She wrote and told me how wonderful it was the day she got there," she said, with a slight laugh. Antoinette could not stop gushing about Beauxbatons. The school was beautiful, the lessons were engaging, and the boys were beautiful, apparently. Violet had never known Antoinette to be boy-crazy, but at least she was happy at Beauxbatons. And as long as Antoinette's happy, Grandfather's happy, Violet thought, a little bitterly.
 
((Sorry 'bout the delay.))

"Beauxbatons? Well I dare say the girls there are a pretty sight," Yvan laughed. Of course he didn't really know that, but he had heard stories of Veela's attending the school, and so naturally he assumed.
 
Violet giggled. "The boys too, if what my cousin says is anything to go by!" She'd heard plenty of gushing from Antoinette, who, as a pretty English girl, held some interest for some of the Beauxbatons boys. Antoinette had said Violet would love Beauxbatons, but Violet didn't believe her - she wasn't beautiful, nor did she particuarly want to travel to France all the time. She was perfectly happy crossing from Australia to New Zealand.
 
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