Chapter 4 – A Friend in Need, Is a Friend Indeed
Izzy sat on the bed that she had been given by Madame Maxime who had decided to let her stay the trip, as at the end of the term she would be attending Hogwarts anyway. "Oh Isabelle Marie, Isabelle Marie" Fleur's whimsical voice came through the door but Izzy did not look up. "What is it Fleur?" Izzy refused to speak French unless she had to and didn't look up as her best friend managed to rush gracefully into the room. "Oh Belle tell me it iz not true" she sank dramatically to her knees beside Izzy's bed. "Don't call me Belle" Izzy replied still refusing to look up. "Oh it iz true isn't it. You 'ave been expelled from Beauxbatons" she cried posing dramatically beside the bed. "Yes why do you ask?" Izzy replied distractedly as she read her magazine. "You are 'orrible. 'Ow can you not care zat you are leaving all your friends and your 'ome" Fleur looked almost tearful and Izzy put down her magazine. "Oh Fleur, you don't need me and I don't need Beauxbatons" she hugged her friend who now had tears in her eyes. "But where will you go?" she cried and Izzy laughed. "I'll be right here of course! I'm starting Hogwarts at the end of the term" she tried not to look too happy about it as Fleur pulled a sad face. "You promise zat you will visit me every chance you get" she asked and Izzy nodded before hugging her friend again.
"Don't you have preparation for the tournament to be doing?" Izzy asked suspiciously pulling away. "Yez I suppose zat I do but it would a lot easier wiz some 'elp from you" Fleur gave a dazzling smile and Izzy reluctantly got up, hooking her arm with Fleur's.
"Do you know what the task is then?" Izzy asked Fleur with lacking curiosity, as she flicked through a book she had picked from one of the random shelves in the Hogwarts library. "Don't talk in English. Zis is strictly secret" Fleur looked around anxiously. "Fine zen" Izzy sighed in her less than perfect French and put the book back. "Madame Maxime, she told me zat zere would be dragons involved" Fleur whispered with wide eyes. "Well I always knew that woman was just plain dishonest" Izzy announced no longer in French. "I should report her for that" she continued but let out a laugh at Fleur's worried face. "Oh Belle you wouldn't" she clutched at her friend's arm. "I would, but I'm too damn nice" Izzy huffed and crossed her arms. "Too right you are" she turned to see the red headed boys grinning at their timing. "Can I help you?" she glared at them but found it quite hard to do so when they were so tall. "Fred Weasley and this is my brother George" one boy smiled and his eyes sparkled as he stuck out his hand. "Fleur Delacour" Fleur smiled graciously but did not shake his hand. "Isabella Maria" Izzy mumbled with a raised eyebrow and went to shake his hand. She was confused however when he took it and gave it a gentle kiss his eyes still shining as he looked up at her. "Pleasure" he winked as Izzy snatched her hand away with a flustered look. "Excuse us" she smiled briefly then dragged Fleur's fragile frame out of the library, only looking back once to see both boys bent over in laughter.