Fleur nodded, a hand snaking to her stomach despite herself. "I 'ave been jittery and off-balance zee whole day." She admitted. "I don't know what iz going on." She shook her head. "Et was so odd, but et was a good dream...like a memory, almost, or somezing zat might 'appen."
Or that could be the crazy idea that she kept having that it wouldn't be a bad idea to get married. It was ridiculous, really. "And 'ow did I dream of your family, when I 'ad never met zem, or seen pictures? 'Ow did I know who your muzzer listened too?"