Laughing, Jane nodded. 'Obviously I speak French, otherwise I wouldn't have just told her she's wrong and we're not together.' she said, slightly smugly. 'Anyway, that's where my Muggle upbringing comes in handy. At my Muggle school, they let some of us do French. I took it.'
She turned around as the lady came hurrying back with the books. Speaking in rapid French again, Jane laughed and shook her head, before pulling her money out and handing it over, then taking her books.
'Don't ask. Please, don't ask what she said.' Jane said, blushing deeply.
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of someone humming a familiar song
the sounds of raindrops echo across the horizon
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