<div class="floatleft">(https://www.productionparadise.com/newsletters/1238/photos/34141/original/dalemay-elizabethbanks-shot-03-0173-2.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Flora Trémaux<br/><strong>OCCUPATION:</strong> Headmistress for Beauxbatons <br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood <br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Rosewood | Kneazle Whiskers <br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hot pink ball gown with flowers on the shoulders and along the hem<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Monday, 2 September, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Beauxbatons Grand Hall <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Welcoming Feast<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> All | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>When the puffy haired boy thanked her, Flora smiled another sickeningly sweet smile. She waited with a straight back and her chin parallelled to the ground, hands folded discreetly in her lap from behind the table. While he spoke, she refrained from touching her food. Her head tilted to the side as she listened to him speaking to his classmates about a union. Her eyes wandered curiously, noticing how his peers were responding to his speech.<br/><br/>Juliette politely applauded, as expected. Eliza shouted and jeered, which was also completely expected. Some students ignored, other students threw a little food his way. Flora stood from her seat and clapped her hands together two times, gathering the attention of those gathered. “Quite enough, everyone.” Flora had a way of speaking authoritatively while also sounding as charming as ever. “There will be no food throwing.”<br/><br/>Flora extended a hand to gesture out to Valentin. “Should you be interested in the student union, please speak to Valentin. Do finish your dinners, though. Then, you have the rest of the evening to yourselves.” She folded her hands in front of herself and returned to her seat, finishing off her plate, then excusing the staff members. Some of them milled around and spoke to one another, others returned to the staff area. Flora continued to watch over the students, drinking something pink that sparkled, from a triangular shaped glass.