Then it had made sense why Fleur had called him a little boy; he was near the age of her baby sister. Gabrielle was only thirteen but she was closer to his age. He didn’t feel as offended as he did the first time that she said that to him when his name first came out of the Goblet. He doubted that she had truly meant it the way it had come across. Granted, he never knew that she had a sister then either.