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[border_princess]

What looked to be a very pretty, slim, dark haired boy, dressed like a slavic peasant of the 1640s, stepped into the Mansion. After looking around in bewilderment a well bred voice asked in Polish. “Pan Zagloba? Where are you?” The question was attempted again in Russian, Ukrainian, Ruthenian, and even broken French. “Hello? Can anyone tell

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[dracoslytherin]

Draco frowns and he apparently knows a little French so he answers with that. "Are you lost?"

[border_princess]

Her French is very bad and has a heavy Polish accent but it should sound vaguely like, "Yes. I am, Pan."

[dracoslytherin]

"Pan? That's not my name," he replies. "What country are you from?" He notices the accent and the trouble she seems to have speaking the different language. "Do you know English?"

[border_princess]

That was a lot of words and she only caught a few. "Poland."

[dracoslytherin]

He raises an eyebrow. "Hmm.. ," he frowns at her again and pulls out his wand. "This won't do," he mutters to himself and says some words in a charm that should make her speak and understand English well enough at least to get by here. It may be only temporary or it may last a while. That can be up to the typist..

[border_princess]

Helen looks at the wand and then back at him. Superstition was a very big part of life at home. "Are you good or bad?" She doesn't even realize that she spoke in (still heavily accented) English.

[dracoslytherin]

"That depends upon who you talk to," he smirks.

[border_princess]

She closes her eyes and chants a charm to repel witches. Upon opening them she finds Draco still there. Helen smiles. "Good. You are good, Pan."

[dracoslytherin]

He raises his eyebrows again. "What did you just do?" He appears to be a little surprised by her assessment of him.

[border_princess]

"I was making sure you were not in league with the devil," she states, matter of factly.

[dracoslytherin]

"I'm only in league with myself," he answers, putting his wand away again. "Now where were we... So you are from Poland? I'm assuming you're a new arrival by the confused look on your face."

[border_princess]

"Yes. I am from the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth. And yes. I suppose I am new."

[dracoslytherin]

"And do you have magical powers?"

[border_princess]

"I know the charms that should be said when embroidering and baking pascha (Easter bread) and when weaving cloth. I know the spells and mixtures that will help heal illness. And I know the protections against vampires and veela and dark spirits."

[dracoslytherin]

He looks mildly impressed. "You're a wizard then?" He asks, thinking there was something wrong there that he couldn't quite pinpoint.

[border_princess]

Oh dear. She had been talking about womanly things. Helen still didn't know if it was safe here so she was supposed to be a boy. "No." She sounds a bit flustered. "Everyone knows such things."