"It's worse than waiting for Christmas!" Which was, of course, her favorite holiday, and the only thing she could think of comparing the wait to. She hoped it would be good for Sybille, to get away. Fleur just hoped that they would both end up in the same house. They could still visit one another and have classes together, of course, but it wouldn't be the same.

"Oh those are both the best kinds!" Fleur had a habit of wanting to smell everything before she used it to cook with, so she went over and happily took in the aroma of the blueberries and currants. She then wandered closer and started to help preparing the bowl for the second batch. "Do you think we'll still be able to do this when we're at school? Is it allowed?"