Fleur's hand danced over the worn books that were given to her. The person in question, or rather the one who gave her the books dance lightly from foot to foot. He was waiting for her reaction and response. He wasn't the Boy Who Won't Die, but he was just as nice looking as Ric or Cedie boy, Fleur couldn't remember her fellow competitor's name, she could care less. His hair was a dark brown lightly swept to the side. His eyes were a chocolate brown. He was slightly taller than her so it was kind of odd watching him jump foot to foot.
"Zey are very nice." Her thick French accent answered finally. He seemed to like that answer and finally stopped dancing from foot to foot. He looked around and paused he seemed like he was gathering his courage. He took a deep breath and let it go. Fleur was very amused by his antics and tried not to give a little laugh.
"Will you go you go to the Yule ball with me?" His cheeks were flushed red and she was surprised that someone had finally asked her. She was silent for a moment before answering.
"Oui." Roger looked confused a moment before he realized that it was a yes. He grasped her hand and kissed the back of it.
"Until then, mon bonbon." Once he left she gave a little laugh. His French was horrible but at least he tried. She couldn't wait to go to the ball.