<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/z1bHpuX.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/MbTutcl.png)</div><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Bambi “Bam” Trémaux  (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665939#msg14665939)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Third Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ¾ inches / Rosewood / Unicorn Hair (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Beauxbaton Uniform, with her hair in fishtail braid<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 2nd September, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beauxbaton Great Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Opening Feast<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Eliza. Mentioning Valentin</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>The doors bursting open unexpectedly made quite a few students jump in their seats and turn around, heads craning to see what the cause of all the ruckus was all about. Bambi was among these curious faces, but rather than laugh or frown at the intrusion, she immediately placed a slender fingered hand against her lips when she realized who was the cause of the scene. Eliza -a new friend she had made over the summer- was picking herself up off of the floor and dusting herself off without much sign of embarrassment. It was that very ‘roll with the punches’ attitude that made Bambi adore her new friend so much. She had never met anyone so adaptable and so<em>c’est la vie</em>. At Beauxbaton, Eliza was a diamond in the rough… Bambi just hoped others wouldn’t look down at the her for it.<br/><br/>Judging by the steely eyes and the upturned noses, it was clear that wasn’t going to be the case.<br/><br/>Licking her lips, dark blue eyes the color of sapphires flicked upward to steal a glance at her aunt. Flora was presented rather regally at her chair and her lovely dress, but her eyes were currently locked with another unexpected turn. An older boy Bambi recognized had approached, taking a piece of paper out of his jacket pocket with shaky hands. Immediately she felt another pang of sympathy and bit almost nervously at her lower lip as he spoke. But, it provided the distraction she needed, so she took it before it had a chance to escape.<br/><br/>Slipping out of her seat, she hurried down the row and to Eliza’s side before the speech was over. It wasn’t difficult, the woman to Eliza’s left seemed quite eager to scoot away from the louder girl.<br/><br/>Bambi couldn’t help but steal a glance at the beautiful Julliette and those who sat with her at the next row of tables. They were taking these interruptions in stride, always collected and poised. She couldn’t help but envy how her polite clap to the end of the speech seemed to discourage some from jeering the poor lad.<br/><br/>“Are you alright?” she whispered. Then, keeping her voice low, she answered Eliza’s question. “That’s Valentin Delestrac. He’s in his third year.” Bambi smiled almost sheepishly at Eliza, lifting a hand to fix a lock of hair out of place from her pratfall entrance. Her friend didn’t look bruised or scraped anywhere, but she brushed off her shoulder and tried her best to sort her all out. “I suppose that was one way to leave a first impression.”<br/>