“Know the feeling...” started Xanthy with a sigh, “not exactly escaping...Okay, perhaps I am. Things are looking a bit dodgy in England with the recent news about..” she pulled a face, she simply couldn’t say it, not even the alternative name. “Well you know, if you’ve read the papers. Anyway, then there is the whole waiting to see if I’ve been selected for a quidditch team, parents are getting all fussy and my brother is a pain and I fell out with my best mate so here’s me escaping to France for a week.”
She felt somewhat out breathe having said all that.