𝓑𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮 • 𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻

4.10

Aurora woke up early the next day, partly due to the fact she couldn't sleep because of the cold and partly due to howu excited she was for her friend. She quickly got dressed, throwing on the sweater Mrs. Weasley had made for her with a pair of sweatpants and rushed to the Great Lake, where she knew Fleur would be doing her daily exercise.

She found Fleur by the northern edge and plopped down next to her yoga mat.

It was almost second nature as she slipped into the familiar way she moved her lips when she spoke in French.

"Bonjour, Fleur." She hummed, leaning back on her hands and tilting her head back as the autumn sun cast a warm glow on her honey-gold skin.

"Bonjour, Aurora. How have you been? Theo and I had missed you this past summer." The elegant rasp of the slender blonde seemed to glide along with the rays of sunshine, casting a placid glow around the two of them.

"I've been well. I went to the Quidditch World Cup, and my lord, it was exhilarating. You should've seen the way the Veelas had Ron and Harry jumping out of their seats. It's was hilarious." She giggled. Which reminded her...

"By the way, my friend Ron, the redhead, has a tiny crush on you. Especially when you walk past."

At that, Fleur laughed, finding it endearing how a young boy had a crush on her. Suddenly, a tuft of brown hair and devastatingly handsome features made an appearance.

"Bonjour, my favorite French ladies. Why are we having a meeting without me? Seems unfair." Matheo teased, teasingly pulling his cousin's silky blonde hair to throw her a little off balance.

"Anyways, enough about me. How was your guys' summer? I heard the weather in Bordeaux was excellent this year." Aurora interrupted, watching with a smile as Fleur shot a glare at Matheo.

"It was alright, kind of boring without Sirius around-" Matheo was interrupted by a young Hogwarts student delivering a note to Fleur, who, after reading the note, immediately began packing up her things.

"Gotta go, they're weighing the wands. See you two later?"

The two of them nodded, watching Fleur as she charmed herself into regular clothes and rushed to the castle.

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Filler chapterr

Gotta love some French ppl actionn