Selwyn dropped the portkey and landed gracefully in the foyer of the French Ministry for Magic. He'd been on this trip enough times to have got used to the peculiar way of travel. His wand was weighed and his species confirmed as he checked in at customs and then followed his parents to a bank of fireplaces on the far wall, where the family would floo to his grandmother's house at Lahr.
Lahr was home to just one of many Veela colonies scattered along the Franco-Germanic border, however there was a lot of communication between them all, especially during the school holidays when students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were at home, along with the occasional half-breed from Hogwarts like Selwyn.
"Bienvenue! Bienvenue!"
As he stepped out of the fireplace and began dusting the stray ash from his robes, Selwyn's grandmother had already enveloped his parents in a hug.
"Oh!" she gasped as she set eyes on him. "Selwyn, you are all grown up now. I hear you were a Hogwarts Champion last year, just like Apolline's daughter back when it was the Tri-wizard cup. Her grandchildren go to your school as well, don't they?"
Selwyn gave his grandmother the obligatory kisses of greeting and then shrugged uncomfortably at her question.
"Yeah, Dominique and Louis," he replied. "And Victoire, but she's finished now."
by Selwyn Thorfinn Tue Jul 13, 2010 9:46 am
