"Zank 'oo." Fleur said formally, not knowing Molly well enough to know the stubbornness, but being the etequitte professor, knowing very well how to be formal. "eet iz a pleazure too meet 'oo at last," She said with a smile, tilting her head slightly, as she would if she were curtseying. "I am zorry zat zings as zey are 'ad not allowed us to meet yet. It iz...highly irregular, ad glad to be fexing zat now."
formality was easy, the Beaubatons training came out and made it easier to hide just how much the false news of Bill's death had affected her, fixing her posture and the way she sat, even the timbre of her voice.