82 Chapter 79

[A.N.: Alright, I've decided to stop at 100. I'm content with this much. Here's the extra chapters.

The interactions in this chapter are all in French. But I've translated them into English for the reader's convenience :-)

It's a big chapter. I'm posting early in good faith that you'll still give me powerstones after the renewal. Keep those coming for more early chapters like this one, otherwise, I'll no use posting it early

Enjoy. ]

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As I was about to try and make friends with my little sister, Durant interrupted me.

"Charles- " I looked at him bewilderedly. Was my name Charles before I was Kidnapped?

Durant glaced down at the name written on the Parchment in his hand, then he said, 

"Chris. First of all, let me check your body for curses and hexes. Then tell us if you know anything about your kidnappers and how you got here. " After all, he is, but an Auror.

I hesitated a bit, "Alright... let mom do it." After hugging her, I can trust her to not try and hurt me.

But Durant, the head of French DMLE and a dueling champion pointing his wand at me in close range? Even trigger might not save me from getting hit by his spells.

Camille smiled at me but then looked a bit sorry for Durant.

Durant looked quite hurt by that statement, so I had to explain.

"Look, I don't know anything about kidnappers. The only thing I know is that, I was found drowning in the Thames river in London when I was about a year old. So, I don't remember you. The only thing I know about you is that, you apparently targeted English people in a lot of your duels." I said, thus explaining that my reasons for being scared were justified. 

Camille looked blamingly at Durant and he sighed. 

Camille then caressed my head as she said, "You don't have to feel scared of your dad. Actually, the ones who kidnapped you killed you also killed your grandmother, who had taken you out to the hospital at that time."

"What? They killed my grandmother?!" I asked in anger. Alright, they've made it personal now.  After coming to this world, I've somehow developed a soft spot for grandmas. It's decided. Whoever did this, whoever it is, I'll kill them. I'll kill them all.->

"Who was it?" I asked quietly.

"After your grandmother's death, your father and grandfather did everything to find you and the culprits. The only thing we found out was that they were wearing skull masks."

"Death Eaters." I said, sealing their fates in my mind. 

Camille nodded. "That's why your father used to attack certain English people in his duels. So, don't fear him. They took a lot from us. Your Grandmother, you, and eventually, your grandfather."

She explained further.

"Before you were kidnapped, Voldemort was winning the war for the control of magical Britain. But France wasn't much affected by it since we decided not to get involved. But Voldemort decided to attack France by having the grandson of the minister kidnapped for blackmailing. Those days, your grandfather was devastated, waiting for them to contact him while mourning your grandmother's loss. He had the power to fight them, being the Minister of Magic, but you were taken hostage, thus tying down his hands."

Camille quietly wiped the few tear that were coming out of her eyes.

Durant continued where she left. "But after that, Voldemort suddenly died one day, thereby leading to all the death-eater scum either getting apprehended or going into hiding like the rats they were. Without Voldemort, those cowards didn't have the guts to ask for Ransom on the French Minister of Magic's grandson."

"Thus, he even resigned from his post, hoping that the rats would come out of their sewers after this, but there was no contact. F*cking cowards! those son of-." 

Camille's one glare shut him up. As she covered little Esmée's ears with her hands. She looked at her wand lying quite out of her reach on the table.

Taking out my wand, I summoned Camille's wand with an accio and gave it to her.

"Oh, thanks dear~ You can already do this!? Where did you learn it? " She gave me an impressed look and despite his dire situation, Durant looked pleased at my talent as well.

Camille fired first a silencing charm Durant, and then a few stinging hexes were fired mercilessly, somehow reminding me of Tonks. 

"What have I said about not cursing in front of Esmée?! Now your mouth would be shut for the rest of the morning!"

Durant silently took it all, not raising his wand in defense.

"..."

'Uh... Was I vigilant of the wrong person all along? Is-Is she the hidden boss?'

"Don't mind him honey, he's quite... expressive when comes to the death eaters. He used to be quite easy-going a decade ago."

Even though I couldn't picture Durant being easy going, though I could still understand his situation. First loosing his mother and son. And I can already deduce from their words that grandfather didn't live long after that incident.  

"Anyways," said Camille as she smiled at me. "We finally have our Charlie back! Baby, tell us how you come here? Have you been living well?" She asked looking all over me.

Uhh

"Umm... Alright, just... don't call me Charlie again. Please. Just Chris is fine." After all, Charlie Weasley is on my hit list. Really Charles was fine, which I'm guessing was my original name. But Charlie? *PUKING FACE*

Man, I've got a lot of names now. But in my mind, I'll always be Chris.

"Alright, Chris. Now let me check you for curses and hexes, I can even diagnose your health."

I hesitated.

Ted and Andromeda are good, but yesterday, I felt awkward about the prospect of actually living with them.

And I'm really craving a family after I've been living alone for 6 years. And now, I actually have a family

So, now was the moment of truth. Can I trust these people? Whom I met just now? I'll say yes. After all my observations and judgement of each of their minute actions from the beginning upto now, I've come to a consensus that these people— are good people.

Besides, didn't I come here to find a family? You don't say no to family.... Salut.

With theses thoughts, I let her run diagnostic charms without much resistance.

If she kills me now, I  can only commend her for her unrealistically real acting and humbly accept my fate... Nope I'm 100% sure It'll not come to that.

As she diagnosed me, I told them about my side of the story. In very short.

"I've been living well. The orphanage was good, and then I got the letter of invitation from Hogwarts."

"Good! I figured as much when I just saw you doing summoning magic. It must be a great place." Camille smiled and praised me and Durant also nodded.

"....."

I wondered how she'd react if she finds out that I can do it non-verbally, and wandlessly as well.

"No. That was all just me. Anyways, I lived at Hogwarts for the past year. Dumbledore told me about my family being here. So, as my term ended the day before yesterday and here I am today." I summarized everything.

"Wait, how did Dumbledore know this? And Why did he only tell you? Why not just send us a letter?"

"Because he didn't want me meeting you guys yet. That old man is a manipulator. He just thinks I'll always be very grateful to him and after I inherit our family fortune, thinks that I'll help him with anything he asks. You see, it's very easy to make a deep impression on young children."

"...." x2

There. I said it. This is for my conviction to never let Esmée meet Dumbledore face to face. Not untill she has her shields perfect. My image as a Dumbledore fan would be shattered if he read her mind. Dumbledore would be heart broken, won't he?

I looked at Esmée. The little girl was quietly sitting in on her seat, sensing the serious atmosphere. What an smart and understanding girl.

Looking at her wearing pyjamas with cartoon dragons, I made a decision and called out Nyxie who was playing around outside the manor. Nyxie was allowed in these wards as long as I am allowed, since we have a magical bond. Our magic is practically the same. Though it's actually quite a complicated process to explain and I don't time, so I won't monologue about it.

I asked Nyxie to hide the rainbow colours and cancel the disillusionment charm. Now, she'll appear just like those miniature dragons in the first task. Just bigger, the size of a small cat.

Her existence is going to be revealed to the school as well soon. Just that no one would know about her magic and abilities. 

"Esmée, do you like Dragons?" 

"Hmm.." little Esmée bobbed her head up and down.

"Then, let me show you a dragon!"

Then, I walked back to the window, and spread my arms, just then, Nyxie came in and landed on my shoulder. 

"Esmée, say hi to Nyxie, the Dragon."

Esmée round eyes widened and her mouth formed into an 'o'.

Both Camille and Durant looked at me and a dragon sitting on my shoulder with widened eyes.

As I approached them, little Esmée's shinning eyes were fixed completely on the Nyxie. But I didn't go to Esmi first. I first took Nyxie to my parents. I don't think they'd let Esmée even touch Nyxie before making sure she was safe. 

"See? She's completely nice and we'll behaved." I said, scratching Nyxie's scales right where she liked it. Nyxie purred, expressing her contentment as she snuggled into my neck.

Showing them Nyxie won't cause me any problems since the rainbow colour isn't showing on her. And she won't do any magic here. And besides, I can't always keep her in hiding. I didn't show her at Hogwarts at that time because then Dumbles would've started asking questions like, "Where did you to find her??"

And I'd never want him connecting dots between the disappearance of Hagrid's and a unique dragon becoming my familiar.

Besides, there's a lot to gain by showing her here. First one is getting close to Esmée. The little girl is so cautious of me. I really want to play with her and have her call me big brother.

The second one is I can get a rest from my parents who still have a hundred questions to ask me.

I picked Nyxie up and slowly placed her on my mom's shoulder.

"See? She harmless. Now, let me and Esmée play with Nyxie. Ok?" I asked and turned back to at Esmée. The smart girl had picked up on the situation and unleash her Trump card, those puppy dog eyes.

'Stop it! Stop it! I can't take it anymore! You can have whatever you want!' - it has that kind of affect of people.

After both of them had made sure that Esmée would be safe, I took Nyxie in my hands and smiled shadily.

'Hahaah, plan making friends with Esmée finally begins.'

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A.N.: No need to call the FBI!! It's just appreciation of cuteness. Why are there so many people with dirty minded people here?

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