A familiar face from another place

Rosetta had found herself back to the big lake in France. She now knew it was in the wizarding part of the country. For which she was glad. She frowned as she looked over at the water. She was on her knees, just staring at it, flashes of forgotten memories assaulting her. It was night time yet again and she was wearing her light blue dress. The dress clashing peacefully with her red hair, that was currently whipping about.

She seemed to have an unhealthy obsession with the lake. Well, it was the place where- nah, it didn't even matter. It was a memory that gave her mixed feelings. Emelie didn't quite know what to think when she flashed back to it.

The Prideux noticed a girl sitting by the lake. She stood bahind her for a while, before saying a quick 'bonjour'.

Rosetta looked up when she heard a girl's voice. She made a face before murmuring a small 'bonjour' back to her. She hummed as she let her feet soak in the water, eyeing the other silently.

She looked up to the moon before singing a soft enchanting melody, where she remembered it she had no idea.

Raising an eyebrow, Emelie studied the other. From her body language, she could tell that starting to speak in her native language wouldn't do her any good. Why the girl was singing, she didn't know, either. She switched to her second one, as more people spoke it.

"You don't speak french, right?" she said in her still thick accent, although it had started to disappear a little.