"When I was a little girl," Fleur said, piling things into the frying pan, "I wanted to be a dancer. I would see my mother on stage and wish that I could be just like that. An angel set to music." She turned on the heat and shrugged.
"After I'd grown a little, seen what joys there were to be found in magic, I realized that I want to help people, be strong where others could not. That doesn't really answer the question, does it?"