Fleur loved living by the coast. Though their house was small, their view was immense and undisturbed for miles. Being so fond of cities, Fleur was surprised at how at home she was here so far from civilisation, but this was a piece of paradise. She spent a lot of time sitting on the porch drinking tea or wine, looking at the sea. These days she didn't like venturing far from the house by herself, but when she saw Tonks Apparate onto the beach, she wrapped her blanket tightly around her shoulders and jogged to the shore.
"You must be mad," Fleur caught up with her friend and followed suit, kicking off her sandals and submerging her bare legs into the water. She let out a little shriek and waded towards Tonks, wrapping the blanket around both of their shoulders, "Eet ees freezing een 'ere." One glance down at the water answered her concern - she saw how swollen Tonks's ankles were and she stuck out her lower lip in a sympathetic sulk, "Oh you poor zing. Your leetle legs cannot support zat baby."