Parisian Defence

[Louis-Philippe Fontaine]

Louis-Philippe was in Paris, he had gone to Paris as part of a summer exchange curtsey of his school, and though he would've probably been quite annoyed about this fact, at this point, with Venus heading to New Zealand as well, he was used to it. It had gone from being Victoire as the only witch, to him as the only non-magical child, and honestly he had wasted hours thinking about what made him different, why the magic had manifested itself in all of them and not him. Given that at least Venus was adopted he could excuse her, but there were no excuses for Victoire or Tholomyes, Louis-Philippe was just the muggle as they called him. So, when the opportunity had arised for him to spend his summer in Paris as part of a school programme he had not turned it down, and his better than average grades had enabled him to go. Being french-belgian meant that there was no language barrier for him, and every wednesday afternoon, Louis had a whole afternoon off, and at first he'd taken to wondering around Paris, talking to the people, making friends, but the other day he had noticed a sign for a self-defence class, and had immediately signed up.

Louis-Philippe would never be as powerful as his siblings, but he knew he could benefit from such classes, and that had been three weeks before, and he knew he'd made the right decision, he was heading to the class happily, just smiling easily to himself as the music blasted in his ears and he wandered his way through the streets of Paris. Eventually the oldest Fontaine boy made it to where he needed to be and after a brief conversation with the teacher who told him he was both early but not the first to arrive, the teen made his way to the changing rooms and then out to where the other student was warming up, he knew he by name, but not much else, she was french from what he gathered and pretty but he wasn't interested in her as anything more than a friend. The boy still had his headphones in as he greeted her with a little smile, forgoing the customary kisses on the cheeks to just focus on warming up and avoiding having to stop his music as he worked.
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[Zelda Raison]

Zelda Raison was glad to be able to get out of the house right now, and needed some time to herself after her sister's argument against her, and then Link not taking sides. Saria was minding her own business too. It was all just terrible and something that Zelda needed some coffee. She needed something from the local shop in Paris. It was during the break, so thankfully she did not have any classes to worry about. The OWLs were enough on her. She just could not wait until she was leaving the school to become an Auror. She looked at the date, and remembered that she had a martial arts class today. Well, self-defense. It was similar to her, and she was learning to do this because she wanted to be an Auror, and they needed to know how to defend themselves without a wand. Sipping the coffee that she managed to snag on the way to the class, she was one of the firsts to arrive, seeing as she was always on time or early. She got dressed into her usual outfit, and was warming up by jogging and jumping. She had her fists raised, but stopped when she saw someone else from the class as well. Her smile was genuine as he greeted her.

"Louis-Philippe!" Zelda said between the kisses on the cheeks, "How have you been?" She noticed that he was listening to music, and wondered if he was just going to be focused on that for now. She smiled once more, and went back to warming up. She wanted to learn to box and kick box. She wanted to learn to be the very best, the best that ever was. Zelda was going to be the Scitorari even if she would die from it. She will ascend up there. Zelda felt her wand digging into her side as she was warming up, so she adjusted it quickly without showing anyone, thankfully.​