Anne looked at Violetta and Violetta felt like the other slytherin could see right into her soul. It was the hazards of sharing a room with someone for so long and sharing so many personal moment, she could tell, that "sorry, not sorry" look she had mastered.

She shrugged slightly and sighed. "I fell in love Anne, it was silly but... cest la vie." she supposed she should give more context, Violetta had always had her head in some French romance novel and enjoyed those stories, if Anne was to take her seriously she needed to know this wasnt a flight of fancy.

"You remember when we started fifth year I told you that over the summer I had a fun encounter at a flower show with a gentleman after a plant attacked him, oui? And the was a couple of little rumours about him visiting my family home announced?" she bobbed her head in her usual chatty way. "And then there was those rumours that a gentleman had called on me in Marseille over Christmas. .. alone?" she shot Anne a devilish expression. She had strongly denied any wrong doing, insisting that the man was simply a friend that lacked the social awareness to arrange a platonic visit appropriately.

"And those are just the meetings that managed to find their way to the society gossips. Mon ami, Victor makes me feel like nothing else. Every time, I tell myself it is the last, and every time I believe myself less. So I can marry François in January, knowing that I cannot give up my love and risk, being discovered and destroying everything with certainty. Or marry Victor first, and hope that I can weather the storm on my own terms." Vee's voice was beginning to waver back towards her nerves. She was scared, Anne wasnt part of her circles but Violetta suspected that even in her distain she knew how they worked, and how scandalous her actions were.