<div class="floatleft">(https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/jay-baruchel-1_5298.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Valentin Delestrac (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14656422#msg14656422)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12½ inches, Ash, Unicorn, Inflexible<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Beauxbâtons Academy uniform<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 25th October, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Great Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Complaints and sibling clash<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> P!nk - Blow Me (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3jNlIGDRkvQ)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ria, Open<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><em>"You're a fucking asshole, do you know that?"</em><br/><br/>"M'enfin?" Valentin said, surprised by her reaction and accusation.<em>You're the asshole!</em>he thought, frowning his eyebrows and leaning back slightly as she argued back.<br/><br/><em>"Obviously, your little nerd brain can't understand the purpose of why I would want to come here. Do you see this?"</em><br/><br/>"People?" Valentin suggested, proving her point and not understanding.<br/><br/><em>"If I had to spend one more year that that stuffy school... I'd develop cabin fever hard enough to suck you off like one of those sister-fucking Icelandic country bumpkins."</em><br/><br/>Valentin's eyes opened widely as he leaned towards her and tucked his neck in, like a scared turtle.<br/><br/>"Are you insane? What are you saying right now?" he whispered angrily, pleading her to not mention stuff like that in public.<br/><br/>He watched her grab a cup and drink its content, before spitting out the content back into the cup. Her behavior was completely out of proportions and not comprehensible to him, so much that he had no time to feel disgusted by the lack of table manners. She then glared at him like he was the evil incarnate.<br/><br/><em>"And... why the fuck do you think that I can't compete in the Tri-Wizard Tournament and that I'm not good enough? What... are you going to tell me next that you, a fucking nerd that only knows how to spread the pages of a book, would be more of a contender than I?"</em><br/><br/>Valentin glared back, taking a deep breath out of his nose. He hated it when she called him a nerd in that tone.<em>Yeah, I'm a fucking nerd, so what? One of us has to make our parents proud,</em>he thought too often, but never actually said it to her face. He could have called her a whore so many times, but to what end? It would have only made him look like a hypocrite, slut shaming his own sister. It made him feel so uneasy though, knowing that his sister had possibly slept with 'half' the school. Was he jealous? Perhaps. But then of whom? Of Ria's sexual prowess, or of those who laid with her?<br/><br/>"M- Maybe! Ok, yeah, definitely. I'd be a better champion without a doubt," he said, lifting his chin and daring to confront his sister head on. "Maybe I'll put my name, and then we'll see? Or are you too scared of the result?" He shook his head and lifted his hands to both sides to indicate the Great Hall. "It might all be a joke to you, a way to party and do nothing constructive as usual, but<em>I</em>care about this, ok?<em>I</em>care about our school.<em>I</em>care about our family's reputation.<em>I</em>care about<em>you</em>," he said, now pointing his right index at her, sighing. "I know you don't care about me, but can you just let me be for this, please?"