"Madame Maxime! salut! Tu m'as manqué à Pré-au-Lard." I called as we approached the tall woman. She smiled at me and I grinned back. (Madame Maxime! Hello! I missed you in Hogsmeade.) "Et tu m'as manqué Potter. Comment s'est passée ta vie depuis que tu as quitté Beauxbatons?" (And I mised you Potter. How has your life been since you left Beauxbatons?)

Before I could answer Kingsley cleared his throat. "Sorry! I got ahead of myself. Shall I introduce you two?" I asked and he nodded with stony expression. "Madame Maxime, J'aimerais vous présenter Kingsley Shacklebolt et 'Mad-Eye' Moody. Je suis venu avec eux pour servir de traducteur." (Madame Maxime, I would like to introduce you to Kingsley Shacklebolt and 'Mad-Eye' Moody. I have come with them to serve as a translator.)

She nodded and we all sat down at the table. "Now for the matter at hand. There has been increased worry that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named will came after French witches and wizards to join his ranks." Kingsley said and I quickly translated.

"C'est horrible! Nous ne rejoindrons jamais ses rangs sombres! Quelle pensée dérangeante!" The two men gave me a look. "She said, Thats horrible! We will never join his Dark ranks! What a disturbing thought!' I honestly agree with her and not just because I was her former student."

The meeting continued like this for thirty minutes. Eventually Moody called it to an end and said we would talk more tomorrow. "That could have gone worse." I said awkwardly. "I belive it went quite well." Kingsley said in his gruff voice.

"For MAdame Maxime? No. She was growing annoyed with Moody." I explained. He nodded with a sly smile. "Best go to rest." He suggested. "ALright. NIght Kingsley." He gave a small wave before he went in his own room.

We were staying in a small resort in a wizarding village. As I entered I recognized the bags we had left in the lobby before leaving for the meeting. I dug through it and pulled out my comfy clothes and put them on.

A tap on my window drew my attention and I hurried over to check it out. "Oh! Hedwig, what're you doing here?" I ask as she hopped in.She held out her leg, and I realized a letter was tied there.

"Thanks girl." She hooted and flew to my desk. I rolled my eyes before sitting on my bed to read.

Dear Cara,
How's France so far? I know you just got there but I'm already nervous about you. It's weird I'm worried for my older sister huh? I don't want to lose you like we lost Sirius and Mum and Dad. Anyways, how has the meeting gone so far? Good I bet since your there.

Would it be to much to ask you if you can find something for me and Ron and Hermione from France? You don't have to! I'm just curious. Is Madame Maxime really half-giant? Hope you write back soon.

From,
Harry

I chuckled at the letter. He sure did ask loads of questions, that's for sure. I did promise to get them something while I was here. But based on today's meeting I'll be here for a while.

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Almost two months! We've been here for almost two months, and I'm starting to really miss Harry. "Will French wizards and witches join uis should we face Him?" Moody asked and I sighed. "Des sorciers et des sorcières français vont-ils nous rejoindre si nous devons lui faire face?"

"Oui, il nous affecte autant que vous." I sat up excitedly and quickly translated. " She says 'Yes, he affects us as much as you.' That's wonderful right?" I asked and Kingsley nodded with a smile

"I believe we hve accomplished our mission." Moody claims and I smile. "Shall I tell her we have an agreement?" They both nod. "Merci madame Maxime de travailler avec nous et de nous avoir écoutés. Nous sommes parvenus à un accord précieux. Nous espérons que cette alliance durera quelque temps, même après la bataille." She nods with a smile.

(Thank you Madame Maxime for working with and listening to us. We have come to a valuable agreement. We hope this alliance will last for some time even after the battle.) "Good bye." We said with a bow, well Moody didn't bow he has to much self-respect for that. We all left the hall for the last time and I felt a tiny bit saddened. I shake myself, I'll get to see Harry soon! Think of Harry, think of Harry.

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I walk with a pep in my step as I hurry to my house. My trunk was already home since the ministry sent it for me as we gave our reports. Once I was inside and checked noothing had been nicked I prepared to head to Hogwarts.

Harry told me in a letter that trips to Hogsmeade had been stopped for the timebeing. He didn't give details but I figured it had to be pretty bad. I walked quickly up the stairs to the vast doors to see very little activity.

Strange. As I walked through the entrance hall a girl with a braid burst out of the hospital wing in tears. I stared after her in concern before heading over to check it out.

I realized Harry, Hermione, Dumbledore, SLughorn, and Mcgonagall were all surrounding a bed housing a boy with bright red hair. My eyes widen and speed up some. "Proffessor? What happened?" All three turned around quickly and two recognized me.

"Ms. Potter, Mr Weasley has miraculously survived being poisoned." I covered my mouth with my hand in shock. Harry turned to me and gave me a sad expression. "Any clues? How did it happen?" I asked, Auror mode kicking in.

"All in due time. Now I'm sure you have gifts for the trio?" He asked and I blinked in surprise. "How did you-?" "It is expected." I shake my head and approach them. "This seems inappropiate but maybe it'll help lighten the mood.

The proffesors shuffled away and I pulled the parcels out of my cloak. I glance at Ron, and set it on his table. "When he wakes up." I whisper and can't help but remember when I siad those words at five years old.

No he will wake up! I hand the other two theirs and they share a small glance. "Go on. I wanna see what you think." They begin to open them quietly so as to not wake Ron.

"Where did you get these?" Hermione asked holding up her small charm braclet. I grin, "A specialist in France whose daughter I attended school with gave it to me." She smiled and clipped it to her wrist.

I turned to Harry who was staring at his not lifting it up. "I thought it would remind you of all of them." I explained glancing at the flashing image. It switched between a wolf to a dog to a stag to a doe. It had been difficult to find to say the least.

"It does. Thank you." He said looking up at me with a smile. I smiled back sadly. "Of course Harry. I missed getting you gifts for years and I regret it. I plan to make up for it now." I said resting a hand on his.

He turned his hand over and gripped mine tightly. "I know." Was all he said but it was enough. I pulled him into a firm hug and he accepted the gesture.

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