Her expression softens just a bit more. Now, she just looks incredibly tired. "You, I trust. You think I would marry you if I did not? Iz." She looks back down the hallway, both ways, before finally coming into the room and closing the door.
She turns around, debates the idea, then leans back against the door. "You are a good man, a very good man. I know you try to make the world better. I know our friendz do. I trust them to do their best. But your Order? No." She holds up her hands and waves them. "Juste. Wait. I have to think. Iz hard, you know? The english wordz."
She squints at the far wall, trying to put the words together right. "Iz like. When I came to England, and 'arry Potter had hiz name drawn from the cup, I thought 'they make thiz little boy do it for punishment. Silly boy. He might die.' And I thought it waz cruel, but they can be very savage in the world, you know?" She bites her lip then goes on. "And, after the first task, I think 'he iz not that bad. He tried to help Cedric since no one would help him. Iz fair. He might make it.' I liked him after the second task because he. We all took it so seriously, and people laughed but. They did not fight a dragon. They might juste have hurt... My little sister, ma p'tit chou, juste for some game. And when Cedric..." She does break off there, blinking. The floor is much more interesting to watch now. "They did. They used us. They knew from the start that, You-Know-Who had somehow gotten 'arry into it, and they kept him there. He waz bait, and we were pawnz that were juste fine to lose. And I saw that teacher stun me. I saw him, and I am supposed to trust him now?"
"And when you--" She jerks her head up and breaks off again when she looks at him. "You did not remember for so long after, and when I asked Tonks if it had been some Order thing gone wrong, she would not, could not answer. I had to ask Dumbley-dore, to be sure. Because if he can put hiz favorite boy through hell for his cause, what would stop him from." She takes a step forward and stops.
"I love you. I know you love him." The floor is much more interesting again, and she doesn't know what to do with her hands. "But I will nevah trust him blindly. He iz juste a man."
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She turns around, debates the idea, then leans back against the door. "You are a good man, a very good man. I know you try to make the world better. I know our friendz do. I trust them to do their best. But your Order? No." She holds up her hands and waves them. "Juste. Wait. I have to think. Iz hard, you know? The english wordz."
She squints at the far wall, trying to put the words together right. "Iz like. When I came to England, and 'arry Potter had hiz name drawn from the cup, I thought 'they make thiz little boy do it for punishment. Silly boy. He might die.' And I thought it waz cruel, but they can be very savage in the world, you know?" She bites her lip then goes on. "And, after the first task, I think 'he iz not that bad. He tried to help Cedric since no one would help him. Iz fair. He might make it.' I liked him after the second task because he. We all took it so seriously, and people laughed but. They did not fight a dragon. They might juste have hurt... My little sister, ma p'tit chou, juste for some game. And when Cedric..." She does break off there, blinking. The floor is much more interesting to watch now. "They did. They used us. They knew from the start that, You-Know-Who had somehow gotten 'arry into it, and they kept him there. He waz bait, and we were pawnz that were juste fine to lose. And I saw that teacher stun me. I saw him, and I am supposed to trust him now?"
"And when you--" She jerks her head up and breaks off again when she looks at him. "You did not remember for so long after, and when I asked Tonks if it had been some Order thing gone wrong, she would not, could not answer. I had to ask Dumbley-dore, to be sure. Because if he can put hiz favorite boy through hell for his cause, what would stop him from." She takes a step forward and stops.
"I love you. I know you love him." The floor is much more interesting again, and she doesn't know what to do with her hands. "But I will nevah trust him blindly. He iz juste a man."