Post by Fleur Johnas on Aug 7, 2012 11:08:48 GMT -5
Fleur frowned as she saw the girl's embarrassment, as she hadn't meant to embarrass her. she smiled slightly as the girl sat down next to her and told her that she spoke English and was from Spain. "That's really cool. What's it like there? Sorry where are my manners. I'm Fleur Johnas." Fleur said. "What's your name?" As Fleur asked this, she saw the girl hungryily eating an apple and then a buttered piece of toast. Fleur put down her baggette and turned to the girl. "Sorry if this is out of line, but when was the last time you ate? You look like you haven't seen food before?" Fleur felt sorry for the girl, as it seemed that the girl hadn't eaten before she came to Beauxbatons. This made her wonder about how Spain must be really different from France.
Fleur looked at the girl oddly as she stood up. She had only eaten an apple and a piece of toast. She can't be full already. Her face showed her confusion when The girl called someone 'Gran'. What's a gran? Spain must be a a wierd place to live. Fleur thought. She saw the girl fall off the bench and moved to help her, but the girl was soon on her feet and thanking Fleur for letting her sit by her. Then the strange girl left.
"That must be the oddest eleven year old girl I have ever met. What ever do they teach people in Spain? Well thank goodness she in France now." Fleur shook her head. She would hopefull have time to talk to the girl later. For now she would finish her own breakfast. She hummed happily as she bit into her baggette with chocolaty spread.
Fleur looked at the girl oddly as she stood up. She had only eaten an apple and a piece of toast. She can't be full already. Her face showed her confusion when The girl called someone 'Gran'. What's a gran? Spain must be a a wierd place to live. Fleur thought. She saw the girl fall off the bench and moved to help her, but the girl was soon on her feet and thanking Fleur for letting her sit by her. Then the strange girl left.
"That must be the oddest eleven year old girl I have ever met. What ever do they teach people in Spain? Well thank goodness she in France now." Fleur shook her head. She would hopefull have time to talk to the girl later. For now she would finish her own breakfast. She hummed happily as she bit into her baggette with chocolaty spread.