Meeting Fleur's grandma and getting a meeting with Flamel. Lots of nsfw talk but nothing worth tagging.
January 30th , 2013, Paris, France, 9:00 PM BST "Alright, how do I look." I asked Fleur, adjusting my tie. She shot me a fond but exasperated look, and I shrugged defensively. "What? I want to make a good impression. I'm guessing your dad's fond regard waned when I turned his eldest daughter int...
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