“Fleur!” I call across the common room as she enters. “Yes, Brooke?” “Did Madame Maxime choose you do go over to Hogwarts as well?” “Yes! Are you excited?” She grins, sitting opposite from me at the small wooden table. “I suppose. Hogwarts is supposed to be really……different from here.” I finish. She nods. “Obviously. It’s a school in England.” “Right. Did you get any homework today?” I ask, changing the topic. “Just the usual. I’ve got a recipe to proofread and edit.” She says lazily, waving an airy hand. “I didn’t actually get any homework today. Just a lecture from my Performing arts teacher on being presentable for the other schools.” “I got that one too. But it’s nothing new. It’s not like we look unkept and clueless everyday, anyway.” “I know.” I agree, pulling out a book of study notes from my bag and placing it on the desk. I flip to the most recent page and begin to read through my notes for the day. An exceedingly boring task, but a necessary one. Once I’m done, I look up to see Fleur packing up her things. “I’m going to get some sleep. Goodnight, Brooke.” “Goodnight, Fleur.” I call back as she disappears into her dormitory.
song is dollhouse by melanie martinez irl, all of this would be spoken in french
