Before she knows it they have arrived in Paris. She doesn’t have time to take in the beautiful architecture of the Gare du Nord as a severe looking woman meets them at the rail terminal. She couldn’t look any less like a witch in her wide brimmed hat and long black dress. Severine Lestrange is a distant aunt that not even Marion is expected to know, and also their chaperone while in Paris. She apparates them to the wizarding high street Rue la Droiturière where they share a small supper at a cafe. 