Beauxbatons - The Final Leg
Chapter 1 - The Odd Welcoming

Images of death played vividly in her head. She contorted, screamed, and bolted upright into the darkness that held her inn room; the only visable light came from the dusty, and dirty window that let in some moonlight. Catching her breath, she wiped some sweat from her brow, and stood. Manovering through the room was dangerous, floorboards stuck up, and furnishing lay everywhere. A red light flashed by the window, then a green light, and a few screams could be heard from down below. "Fireworks, just fireworks", she said, slumping onto the bed again as a few more went wizzing by her window.

It went deadly silent, and the girl blinked. Silence was still within the air, and lingered there for what felt like minutes. The silence broke with a thundering crash as her inn door burst from its hinges, and came crashing to the floor. Five people emerged from the doorway, all concealed due to the darkness, and presence of robes. The girl dove for her wand, it slipping between her fingers, and rolling to the feet of a small, toad-like Witch. She picked it up with a small cackle of a laugh, and sighed, "Poor, poor girl. Can't even hold a wand. Don't see why we even bothered showing up."

Her voice rang inside the girls head, the shrill rasp of the womans voice was enough to drive someone insane. Clutching her ears, she shook her head, and the woman spoke again, "Get up, get up!"

The toad-like woman pointed her wand at the girl, and without effort lifted her magically off the floor, and into a standing position. She released her, and the girl dropped back to her knees, but pushed herself up weakly. She spoke timidly, "Who - who are you?"

"Well, we are Wizards and Witches, can't you tell stupid girl?"

"Shradia, enough toying with the child, show her our work, and get to the point, I have work to conclude at our residence afterwards", a tall, lanky man spoke, and the girl suddenly flew to the window, pressing against it.

The toad-like woman forced the head of the girl down, revealing numerous bodies laying motionless on the ground beneath them. The girl screamed, but her mouth shut forcefully, and it only came out muffled. With another jolt, she faced the group, and finally noticed their robe colours. Purple-ish red with a hint of black, and gold to it, something the girl was not used to. The toad-like Witch approached, wand still raised at the girl, and her claw-like hands reaching for the neck of her victim. The raspy tone was heard once more, "We won't kill you, yet. You have been summoned to our residence to speak with someone of importance. You will listen, and comply."

The girl was released from the curse, and spoke in a spurt of coughs, "Why me?"

"Because, you are of family."

"Family?"

"House Mesmer has use for you, Shandy Natasha Wease. Or, should I say, Shandy Mesmer."

"House... Mesmer?"

"Yes, House Mesmer. We do exist, and you are needed now."

With that, the toad-like woman known as Shradia grasped Shandy's arm, apparting her out of the room, and infront of a small, rustic castle. Releasing her, she chuckled, "Welcome home, Shandy. Your father awaits you."

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And our freedom's consuming itself
What we've become is contrary to what we want
Take a bow...