Miscommunication

[Tres Bear II]

Tres was close to tears as she wandered around the Great Hall for the third time. She'd been looking all over the castle for the girl on her list for the roses, but had been unable to get any closer to finding her. "Flee-your?" she'd been asking, hoping that anyone would be able to point her in the right direction but so far it had been to no avail. The Slytherin wondered how mad Rose would be if she were to just throw it in the bin and claim she'd found its recipient.

 

[Fleur van Houten]

Fleur couldn't quite believe she had received three roses already, and felt a bit bad for not sending any out herself. She had so many awesome friends, and really needed to thank them all for the roses soon. She was eating at the Gryffindor table when she heard someone ask around for a name that sounded... somewhat close to her own. She didn't think Fleur was that weird a name, not even here. But maybe it was? "Do you mean Fleur?" She asked the girl as she walked past. "Because that's me."