Elise rolled her eyes. I am French first. Haven't you heard what they say about the French? she wrote back.
"Very well," she purred. Pulling herself a little closer, they shared the book through the class. As time went on, Elise would brush Sage's hand with her fingertips or their arms would touch. Beneath the table, their legs touched before Elise shifted and crossed her legs. Letting her shoe come off, her stocking clad foot would occasionally caress Sage's calf as if by accident.
"Zee Dark Arts," she replied, leaving off any mention of Defense. Of course, there was no "Dark Arts" class at Hogwarts or Beauxbatons so she acted as if it just a limitation of her English. But was it?
"And you?" she whispered, not wanting to draw too much attention. Though she loved it, she didn't want to scare off her innocent, redheaded Gryffindor. Oh no, she was far too intrigued now to let that happen!