"Zat ees 'orrible," Fleur put her hand on Tonks's bump and whispered in French, "Be kind to your mother!"
Linking her arm with Tonks's, Fleur led the way back to the beach. She flicked her wand and picked up their shoes, fairly certain that putting back on her shoes would cause Tonks to keel off centre like a planet off its axis. Once at the house, Fleur suggested that they continue to sit at the porch since it was such a nice day.
"Since you cannot morph, 'ow about I make a soak?" Fleur said, settling Tonks into the rocking swing on the porch, "We studied First Aid een Beauxbatons. I 'ave a book of leetle medical remedies zat I was revising out of boredom."