"Tranquility"

the quality or state of being ; calm.

15th January 1997

Athena had longed for nothing more than to sleep, nestled on her wife's chest and comfortable in her arms. However, Fleur just had to remind Athena about her impending match after lunch, which ruined her sleep.

But here she is being thrown into the stands and dislocated her shoulder—the same one she had dislocated so many times before rather than basking in bliss.

The audience collectively cringed when they heard a crack after Athena landed in front of her mother.

Camille sat still, watching her daughter's slow but determined rise and glared at the smug Italian Auror sprawled on the ground. She could tell Athena was annoyed and surprised that shoulder is nothing more than a dislocation. Athena turned to her mother and she knew exactly what to do.

The Minister stood and took her Captain's shoulder and arm in hand, quickly popping it back. Athena was shivering in pain and moved her shoulder a little bit, putting her hand on it and messaged it as she uttered spells under her breath. Something they became to aquatinted with the situation. Fleur let out a deep exhale when her wife's resilience just walked away like nothing but an inconvenience.

Athena slowly exhaled, her wand reappearing in her hand and she turned around to find two contestants, surprised that she found them. Marbled bricks consumed the moment they raised their wands and the last thing they saw were those golden eyes.

They are beautiful yet they are terrifying—those damned golden eyes.

"Come on Captain, give me your all."

"As you wish," Athena dragged each word out as she cast spell after spell without breaking a sweat, and the Italian Auror was having fun—he had never had a foe like Athena, who had consumed knowledge of the present and ancient magic. An Auror that had climbed through the ranks without much help of her name and by the gods, Ashryver-Auclair is a very powerful name.

With one word from her father or her mother, everyone would bow to their daughter in moments.

Their sweet daughter.

Let's not forget their three sons.

Four heirs when one is already perfect.

Camille grinned to herself, eyes brighter than ever—seeing how her daughter easily casts dangerous spells after the other at the ledge. Anyone looking at her face would have thought her as of psychopath because she wasn't terrified of that power—she was amused and it is terrifying.

Honestly, the Auclairs are terrifying everyone in the arena.

As for Lucian, he was never prouder of his little girl (who is not so little anymore). His smile is equally scary as his wife's family.

Fleur however was smiling to herself when she was reminded how soft Athena was with her—a complete different wife behind closed doors. She is very worried about the usage of her wife's power but never scared of it. Rather, it brought her peace because she knew it will take more to kill Athena.

"You are a wonderful woman," he voiced, apparated beside Athena and cocked his head to the side. She just shrugged and not bothered to raise her wand against him—only did when Kaguya was having some trouble. "You know I could offer—"

"I'm married and not quite interested in anyone else," Athena showed her left hand which adorned her family and wedding ring.

Camille pursed her lips, sniffling her laugh with Fleur and Juliette before turning away to laugh with her sister. He was stunned with the quick rejection—there were rumours that Athena and the Japanese Crown Princess have been flirting the entire event so he assumed. and assumption that was completely false. Fleur did not like that, of course but Athena can unconsciously be flirtatious, it's in her nature.

Why do you think Fleur is always charmed by her wife?

Athena voiced, calm but annoyed, "I want to finish this now." She side stepped from the Italian and he only stepped closer, voicing his nonsense, before Athena just flung him away from her with a simple whisper. "Confringo."

The Earth starts to shake the moment was whispering spells to herself, her golden eyes only got brighter and her anger seeped through her skin. This was never supposed to last this long, as Athena basically walk in air, her feet always finding a marbled brick. To continuously attack her foes, staying in the air and blocking any spells that are directed at her would be terribly exhausting for anyone else.

Albus Dumbledore would be able to do it but he would not be able to do it as easily as Athena.

He is still regarded as the most powerful wizard in history.

She just might take that mantle from now on.

"Move!" Athena voiced, her voice beamed with sonorous charm and authority, and the Head of Department of English Law Enforcement, the Captain of Belgium's Borders and Ports, and especially the Crown Princess of Japan obeyed her command without a second thought. No one with those titles would ever obey a young captain without much of a disagreement. "Bombarda Maxima!"

Anyone near the crystal ran for their lives while her team took cover and was also protected by Athena. There was nothing they could do but be in despair and pray that they would not go against her in the face-to-face duels.

The title of being the best of the best is already secured. Athena has had it since her second match. No one had hope to beat her team because it was awfully scary to think about facing the Sacred One.

"That's my baby!" Camille cheered, jumping from her seat. Enzo and Juliette had to hold on to her coat, or else she would have jumped over the ledge. They laughed, and Camille just kept cheering for her lovely husband and daughter. "You are so fine, Husband!"

This is a whole different side of the French Minister that everyone had witnessed. She was always stoic with tight smiles. Now she is carefree and her smile told everyone how proud she is.

Athena is jumping up and down like she did when she was a student winning her first Quidditch match. She happily waved to her mother as she kept on jumping before Jodie hugged Athena and jumped with her.

It became even more of a spectacle when Lucian joined in the jumping and they went in circles as Kaguya laughed her ass off. Jodie dragged her ass in to join.

"We can rest for a bit!"

"Finally!" Athena chimed, she was so ready just to pass out on the bed later on. Jodie could feel how much Athena was relying on her to hold her weight for a little bit. Despite the cheery mood and the enthusiastic jumps, if anyone look at Athena close-up, they could tell she was tired, most definitely, going to pass out in any minute.

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Only a laughter could leave Fleur's lips when she noticed her wife sleeping peacefully and very naked on the bed. Athena had went straight to sleep right after she showered as her towel was found on the floor. The golden hour always perfectly fit Athena's scarred and tanned skin, it is as if she was adorned by nature's most flattering spotlight.

The imperfections are softened and blemishes seem to fade away, leaving behind a flawless canvas—right under the golden hour's embrace. Her skin appears ethereal, almost as if it's been touched by magic, exuding a timeless and captivating allure.

But the new bruises and the nasty cuts are there to ruin her beautiful skin. Fleur let out a deep sigh, shutting her eyes to let the worry to leave her body. Athena stirred in her sleep and woke up to Fleur when she moved closer.

"Hi ma Cherie," she whispered, going on her knees while Athena slowly turn to look at her wife. The Brunette's smile appeared more radiant yet her tired eyes. Her hands on her back and the other on her arm, lightly messaging the bruised shoulder.

"Hello and my shoulder's fucked."

"Cam said to slowly let it heal?"

"Yes."

"I'll make some ice—go back to sleep."

A soft hum from Athena's lips with her head sinking back into the pillows. The muffled snoring Fleur heard from the bed, a wave of relief washed over her. As she made an ice block from the tap before wrapping it with a towel, Fleur could forget about everything Athena had to deal with for the past week.

The Veela gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her wife's ear, grateful to see her (soul)mate safe and at peace after the stupid and perilous challenges she had to go through the past week. The tension in her shoulders just gone when she heard a soft moan—the moment she placed the ice on her shoulder.

Tonorrow, Athena has to wear a sling if she wants to heal the poor shoulder, that has been dislocated four times, fast.

"I overworked myself," Athena confessed—her wife's worrying filled the room.

Fleur smiled to herself, letting out a soft sigh, "At least you know it yourself."

"They pissed me off."

"I know, Darling. You have an inkling to go all out when your buttons are pushed."

"Sor—"

"Do not apologise when people were dragging you down like that," Fleur stated, her jaws clenched tightly and remembered what he tirelessly tried to do. "I need to stop worrying."

"No you can't," Athena chuckled, turning her entire to face her wife which made Fleur panic for her shoulder. "Or else, I won't know you care—like you are now."

"Stop moving!"

The Brunette only let out a weak laugh while the Silver-blonde scolded her as she repositioned herself behind her wife; annoyed Athena a little bit because she turned to look at her wife. Thus, the nagging ensues and the third-in-command of the Bureau of Aurors took everything little nagging in with no complaints.

"I love you, Frenchy."

Her shoulders sagged forward before letting out a breathy chuckle, "I love you too, ma Cherie."

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a/n - i will be updating every other week, alternating with the other book D: