"Zis ees true," Fleur said with a small shrug. She didn't have another chocolate but left the box open for Tonks. Despite her belief that Tonks had let herself go, she could empathise now that it was boy related, and therefore chocolate would be required in large amounts. "Eef 'is muzzer will let us marry at all."
Fleur finished putting away the remainder of the dishes, but she didn't let Tonks off the hook easily. "So, you know my woes. 'Oo ees zis mystery lover, and 'ow 'ard do you want me to kick 'im? I 'ave an incredible aim."
In an undertone, she added, "People like us, we 'ave to look out for one anozzer." By which Fleur meant Half-breeds, or whatever a Metamorphmagus could be classed as. Even though they weren't the same, Fleur felt like they had more in common than regular Witches and Wizards, and whether Tonks appreciated it or not, Fleur had made a bond with the other witch almost without knowing it herself.