<div class="floatleft">(http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/ConnieAvie_zps1bd48eb5.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name PC:</strong>Constance Maree Jeannie Beauregard  (goes by Connie) (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9449326#msg9449326)<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Dating  Ettiene Bonhomme  (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=193964.msg9427792#msg9427792)<br/><strong>House and Year</strong>Papillonlisse, second year student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Carriage from Marseilles<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ettiene, Jacqueline Bouchard, Professor Isabeau Washington, Professor Chevalier Open<br/><br/>*wearing (http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/a5/4e/85/a54e855a2c8caa9d55da19e04dccd585.jpg)<br/>*note, she is not wearing the hat*<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Constance couldn't resist the gentle giggle that tripped from her tongue as Ettiene suggested a trip at Christmas. She certainly wouldn’t say no, not to him at least.<strong>”I shall pack one for each day we are there!”</strong>promised the enchanting young woman.<strong>”Can we really spend the holiday together? I would like that very much Ettiene. Whether it is South Africa or the South Pole, I really do not mind...as long as I am with you...though I shan't wear a bikini in the snow, not unless its charmed to keep me hot.”</strong><br/><br/>She watched as her boyfriend began to prepare for their trip. He was always prepared for their needs. Ettiene took great care of her. He made her feel cherished and loved, like a story prince come to life just for her.<strong>”You think of everything Ettiy”</strong>she smiled up at him as her fingers stroked along the soft blanket, tucking it against her body so that it wouldn’t slip. Curiosity tickled her as he pulled out two thermoses.<strong>”You really do think of everything, what else do you have planned I wonder?”</strong>If Constance had any say in the matter, it would involve a lot of kissing and some heavy petting with them both locked away in a lovely dark place...alone.<br/><br/><strong>”Oh vichyssoise…how delightful”</strong>Constance busied herself with the offered soup, though her portion was much smaller in comparison. She turned to glance over her shoulder and smile at the serious professor, greeting her in the same friendly and welcoming manner that Constance was known for.<strong>”Bonjour Professor Washington”</strong>she might have asked the transfiguration teacher if she had enjoyed her summer, but there was a line the students didn’t cross with her. She didn’t seem to be in a hurry to make friend with her students.<br/><br/>Ettiene deep voice drew her attention to Jacqueline, who was seated nearby. Constance didn’t feel jealousy over his choice to greet the girl, why would she? Ettiy was a friendly young man that spoke with many girls, beside herself. That didn’t mean he was betraying their love. She had, at one time, been worried that she wasn’t enough for him as Claudette had let it slip on more than one occasion that she had him “mingling” with the female body of the school. However, after their time away together these past two weeks she had grown secure with their love, casting away any doubts as easily as she had cast away her clothing, revealing every inch of herself to him.<br/><br/>As the two conversed Constance blushed when talk of the trip to the Riviera was mentioned. She cocked her head to one side and tried to hide the secret smile that spoke of romance, desire and long, sultry nights wrapped in each other’s arms. Connie drifted off into her own world, recalling the many lovely details that had made up the most wonderful two week period in her young life. she wiggled in her seat as a sigh began to build from her heart. She was practically glowing from the love that filled her, releasing a small dose of Veela charm that was her heritage. Had she had the full strength it was possible not a single man would be able to resist.<br/><br/>A deep sound brought her attention to another returning Professor, though one she could honestly say was her favorite. He was delightfully charming, and Constance (along with a great many others - Claudette included) had a schoolgirl crush on the man.<strong>”Bonjour  Professor Chevalier”</strong>greeted the partial Veela, sitting up a tad straighter and holding the soup in her hands to show she had not slipped her hands beneath the blanket.<br/><br/>She returned her attention to Ettiy and Jacqueline, offering the girl a welcoming and friendly smile.<strong>”I like your dress”</strong>commented Connie as she tried to insert herself in the conversation.<strong>”Is it new?”</strong>It was then she noticed the face she had been looking for making her way towards the carriage door.<strong>”Oh...I think I see Claudette!”</strong>mentioned Connie as she waved towards her friend. Constance settled once again as Claudette made her way towards them in her usual manner, hoping that the usual arguements wouldn't start between her best friend and her boyfriend.<br/>