Fleur made a pot of coffee and went off to find a basin. She filled it with warm water and set it down on the table, reaching into her medicine cabinet and taking out her box of herbs and mixes. By the time she had done this, the coffee was made, so she levitated the mugs of coffee, gooey chocolate buns, warm water and medicine box out in front of her. Placing the coffee and buns on the little wooden table, she knelt in front of her friend and lowered her feet into the basin.
"Eat zee chocolate," She pointed at the buns, "I 'ave been baking all morning. Zey are fondant, zee chocolate melts out of zee middle. You will feel better."
Realising she had forgotten a crucial thing, Fleur summoned her book from inside the house. Flicking to the appropriate page, she began to follow the recipe to making the perfect soak. Dropping various bits and pieces into the water, she tapped her wand and swirled it once or twice, then rubbed Tonks's feet. "You poor zing. When I am pregnant, I am going to make Bill rub my feet every night." With something of a resigned look on her face, she looked up at Fleur, "We are pretending to be pregnant. I do not know 'ow long we can get away wiz eet, but I am afraid zese Death Eaters at Gringotts will notice me."