Fleur was feeling much better after spending the night with Bill at Charlie's house, and far less depressed, but says of her human side mourning her lover and the veela half mourning her mate, well, she was a little worse for wear, even if she looked better than she had when she had first arrived at Charlie's.
she had made sure to be on time, wearing a simple but expensive dress when she arrived at the tea shoppe, nervous about meeting Bill's mother. She knew how things must look but, well...she could no more give up Bill than change what she was.
She didn't know what the woman would look like, but smiled shyly at someone she thought might be her. "Madame?" She asked softly, not wanting to use the name Weasley if she was not. "Are 'oo per'aps waiting for me?"