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french_angel (french_angel) wrote in ampfe,
@ 2008-06-21 03:02:00

Entry tags:

fleur delacour, gabrielle delacour

Who: Fleur Delacour and Gabrielle Delacour
What: Gabby is visiting her sister.
When: Saturday, March 9th
Where: Fleur’s Chambers
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Snark, angst, incest

Gabrielle was happy to be back at the dreary little castle in Scotland. This time, she was fairly certain, she would spend no time under the lake. It was just as well, she was far more concerned now then she had been about her appearance and wet hair looked so…unkempt.

For years, Gabrielle had been keeping up with a few of the people she had met at Hogwarts. There were only a few that she continued to correspond with and most of them were girls in House Slytherin. Luckily for her, Beauxbatons took their breaks at a different time then Hogwarts and Gabrielle had convinced her parents to allow her to visit Hogwarts over break instead of going to Italy with them.

Her fight day at Hogwarts had been wonderful. The boys, and quite a few girls, in Slytherin had fawned over her and given her all the attention she wished for; Gabrielle did have an easy appetite to sate in that regard.

The day had been spent leading on Theodore Nott, flirting with Daphne Greengrass and generally enjoying the refined company of the Purebloods of Slytherin. Sadly for poor Theo, he didn’t manage to impress Gabrielle enough for her to allow any of his advances to go anywhere. What was wrong with English boys? They all seemed so…childish.

The day would have been perfect if not for one thing. When they had ventured out of the Slytherin Dungeon, Gabrielle spied a pretty girl from Gryffindor. Almost ready to flirt with her herself, Gabby was stopped in her tracks by something she saw.

Though a set of circumstances she did not understand, Lavender Brown had been removing her school sweater and blouse in the loo instead of her own dorm. Through the partially opened door, Gabrielle had seen a mark on her shoulder. The red, warm mark was nothing she should have paid any heed to. However…there was just something about it. Something that sparked a memory in her mind…

For the rest of the day her mood was quite poor. Of course, that only caused people to dote on her more. That did help her mood some.

Through out the day, Gabrielle had worn a beautiful, ice blue dress that clung to some of her curves but was loose in other places. She wore a light jacket with a fur lining that helped to keep her warm in the drafty castle.

She was still in the Slytherin Dungeon, waiting for Fleur as she stewed over what she had seen. What is she even doing anyways? she wondered, miffed.

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dominantflower
2008-06-21 07:58 am UTC (link)

Fleur was happy that her sister was here. Sure, they had their sore moments, but she was her sister and she loved her dearly and had missed her greatly, so when her parents asked if Gabrielle could stay with her while they went to Italy she readily said yes.

For the most part, her and Gabrielle got along, though they did tend to differ on the company that they liked to keep. Gabrielle tended to prefer the upscale, selective Pureblood society while Fleur liked the more humble people that didn't care so much about appearances and traditions. Fleur had always been the rebel.

Today, she was running late to meet her sister. It wasn't her fault, so she couldn't resist Lavender and had to have a tryst in her office, she couldn't help herself the girl had worn that skirt that drove her crazy and was teasing her all class.

Now, she rushed to the Slytherin commons, trying to fix her mussed hair into a ponytail. Her brown slacks were slightly rumpled and her blouse was untucked and she had thrown on a light white cardigan with a low neckline over it. She didn't even notice the mark on her neck her lover had left her.

Entering the commons, she spotted her lovely sister and smiled. "Gabrielle, petite seour, desole, I am sorry I am so late..." she moved to her little sister, "Let's go." she really didn't want to spend any more time than necessary with the obnoxious Slytherins.

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french_angel
2008-06-21 08:19 am UTC (link)

“Non, non, Pansy,” Gabrielle laughed. “I assure you zhat it is far nicer zhan zhat!” She rolled her eyes as if what Pansy had said had to be a joke. Paris not as beautiful as Rome? Preposterous!

When Fleur entered, Gabrielle stood immediately. Moving over to her sister, she used her body to hide the mark near Fleur’s neck. Pansy turned to speak to Millicent, but Theodore Nott and Daphne Greengrass kept their eyes fixed on the youngest Delacour.

Gabrielle, especially considering her current feelings for her sister, would have loved to stay in the Slytherin Dungeon. However, she wouldn’t do it at the expense of her sister’s reputation.

“Oui, letz go,” Gabrille said, giving her sister a hug then a kiss on each cheek without adressing her tardiness. To any observer it would have seemed warm and sisterly. However, Gabrielle knew that Fleur would feel the coolness coming from her.

Moving out into the hall, Gabrielle looked around to assure that no one was looking. Taking her wand, she used a beauty charm to cover up the mark on Fleur’s neck. Shaking her head, she grinned. “Se rappeler vos jours d'école ? Votre cou…” Remembering your school days? Your neck...

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dominantflower
2008-06-21 08:44 am UTC (link)

Fleur wondered why her sister was so quick to stand, well, so quick to stank without a smile on her face. She knew her younger sibling wasn't acting like her normal self. It worried Fleur.

Returning the hug and kisses, FLeur clearly felt the coldness that lay behind them and looked to her sister in question, but knew she wouldn't get an answer in front of the others. She nodded to her students as the two Delacours exited.

When Gabrielle pulled her wand and cast a charm, Fleur's first instinct was to flinch or protect herself, but when it was just a glamor, she calmed and blushed as she realized what it must have been for. "Oui, un petite. Desole." she grinned.

Turning before anything else could be said on the matter at the moment, she began to walk down the corridor to the teacher's area. Along the way, it just happen that Lavender walked right by them and Fleur gave a knowing grin that was returned, but neither stopped to greet one another.

Eventually, they made it to the teacher's area and to Fleur's chambers. Once inside, Fleur stripped of her cardigan to just her rumpled blouse that had a few buttons missing, she hadn't had time to charm it fixed. "So, 'ow was your day, Gabrielle?"

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french_angel
2008-06-21 09:23 am UTC (link)

Gabrielle’s slender brow arched at Fleur’s reaction to her wand. “Sometzhing wrong?” she asked evenly. Guilty conscience? she added in her mind.

As they were walking, Gabrielle did so in silence. Like Fleur, her Veela heritage allowed her enhanced senses. She could catch a hint of her sister’s pheromones in the air as she passed. For just a brief moment, she glared daggers at the other blonde but didn’t even spare her another glance.

“Not as exciting as yours, apparently,” Gabrielle quipped at the state of Fleur’s blouse. Hardly a prude, she would never be mad for Fleur having liaisons or the like. In fact, she would encourage her. However, there was another matter as to whom she had those liaisons with.

“Daphne and Theo zeemed to battle for my attention,” she observed with a smirk. “’zey seem to be…” She made a circular motion with her hand, trying to come up with the English words. “…dans un rapport romantique,” she continued in French when she failed. …in a romantic relationship.

Moving over to one of the plush chairs, Gabrielle sat down in it and crossed her legs demurely. “I did not see a mention of a new lover in your letters, ma soeur,” Gabrielle commented sweetly, her smile not quite reaching her eyes.

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dominantflower
2008-06-21 03:55 pm UTC (link)

Swallowing, Fleur calmed herself and drew her hand away from her wand, regaining her composure. "Non, everyzhing ees fine." She said evenly, not letting her sister see her flustered.

Fleur chuckled and nodded at Gabrielle's words. smoothing out her blouse, she tried to save some face. She knew that her sister had caught on to her state and what she had been doing not so long ago. She went to the bar she had and poured herself a glass of wine. "Would you like one?" she asked her sister without even turning around.

Chuckling, Fleur turned to sit on the couch when she spotted a red and gold tie on the couch and quickly grabbed it as she sat and pushed it behind a throw pillow, knowing it would start something with the younger sister. "They do seem like eet, non?" she kept her voice trained from years of experience.

As she took a sip of wine, she remained clam as she her sister accused her. "Who said I 'ad a lover?" she tried to cover up Lavender, knowing her sister would have issues with it. She also knew that Gabrielle could probably recognize another scent in the room that was not a Delacour, Fleur knew she could, Lavender's scent was all over the room. "Zhat mark could 'ave just been from one meaningless tryst to calm my needs..." she could clearly see that Gabrielle was not pleased.

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french_angel
2008-06-21 09:08 pm UTC (link)

Gabrielle looked skeptical despite Fleur’s assurances. She pursed her lips and regarded her sisters. “You do not normally flinch around me, iz all,”Gabrielle commented with a shrug. “You seem…” She let the comment hang for a few long moments. “…tense?”

“Oui. Merci.” She could really use a glass of wine. Maybe it would help calm her nerves and sore feelings. Gabrielle was now watching her older sister like a hawk. She saw her hiding something when she went to sit. What was it?

“Zhey do,” she responded. “He is cute enough. But…” She shrugged. “…ennuyer.” …boring. Gabrielle sighed. “I considered pulling zhem both off and showing him ‘ow to treat zee girl. She is pretty enough and not as boring as him.” Gabrielle regarded her sister, careful to notice any hints she might offer as she spoke.

“I do not know wat zhey are waiting for,” she continued, taking a long drink of her wine. “Perhaps for zee parents to give permission?” Gabrielle rolled her eyes. That was one thing that she did not like about the Purebloods, most tended to be very repressed sexually. However, that did tend to make them more fun once you could lure them into the bedroom…

Gabrielle was willing to play along with Fleur’s ridiculous word game for the moment. “Well, zey were a lover for today, non?” She took another sip of her wine. “Who iz zis man?” Gabrielle pursued her lips. “One of zee teachers?” She wrinkled her nose, she knew of no male at the school worthy of her sister, even for a day. “A pretty boy from zee village you sneak off to see?”

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dominantflower
2008-06-21 09:59 pm UTC (link)

Fleur could tell her sister didn't fully believe her. So yes, she did have a bit of a guilty conscience. Gabrielle would in no way approve of the truth if she knew it and she didn't want to get into a fight with her this early in seeing each other. "You would be tense too, eef you 'ad to teach a bunch of teenagers all day."

Making a second glass of wine, Fleur moved to the couch with a glass in each hand, handing one to Gabrielle when she passed the chair to sit on the couch and take a sip.

Chuckling, Fleur could only imagine what her sister would do to show the boy. "'e ees very dull, eesn't 'e?" she took another sip, "She seems like a girl who needs more...divertissement." ...entertainment.

Fleur scoffed at the idea of parental permission. She knew her parents would have preferred if FLeur had sought their permission before she took lovers when she was younger, but she had always hated the idea. You should decide who to be with, not society or family.

Taking a long gulp of her wine as her younger sister guessed, she knew she might need the alcohol to ease her nerves if Gabrielle was going to quiz her like this. "Zhere ees a lover." she stated calmly and gave no more information.

Fleur looked away slightly nervous and quickly changed the subject. "So, Gabrielle, do you plan to stay wizh me een my chambers, or would you razher I let you stay wizh your friends een zhe Slytherin dorms?" She knew if she asked, Dumbledore would set up another bed in the girl's dorm. And that would mean Lavender wouldn't have to stop the nightime visits.

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french_angel
2008-06-21 10:24 pm UTC (link)

Gabrielle chuckled. “Yes, I supposed zhat is true.” Though she didn’t doubt the truth of Fleur’s assertion, Gabrielle still wasn’t convinced that her sister’s reason was that simple or obvious. “Do your students often send ‘exes your way?” She smirked at her older sister.

Shrugging, Gabrielle was obviously disappointed that Theodore turned out to be such a bust. She pursued her lip as she considered Daphne Greengrass. “You think zo?” It was intriguing; though with her current feelings she wasn’t feeling too amorous about girls at the moment.

Gabrielle blinked. “Zhat’s it? Zhat’s all you ‘ave to say?” That made her mad. “Are you getting back together with Bill?” she asked, knowing there was no way that was true but deciding to be catty instead.

“Is zere any reason I wouldn’t stay with you?” Gabrielle asked sweetly. “I assume if I do find a play friend, you won’t worry too much if I don’t come ‘ome one night, non?” Would that make her sister jealous?

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dominantflower
2008-06-21 10:43 pm UTC (link)

Fleur chuckled and shook her head at the younger Delacour's question. "Non, zhey no better zhan to test me. Zhey know zhat I am not one to play wizh."

"Oui, maybe." Fleur shrugged. She didn't know Daphne too well, not at all outside of class. She smirked at her sister, "Why? Do you plan to entertain 'er?" she teased.

Laughing, Fleur shook her head. "Non, non, non." She still laughed. Bill? He was the last person on her mind, that imbecile. "I am not, and will never, get back togezher wizh zhat man." She had had enough of redheaded Weasleys to last the rest of her life. She still avoided giving any information away, knowing that she needed to avoid the subject because if she lied, she knew Gabrielle would see right through it.

"Non." Fleur lied and averted her eyes. She would have to tell Lavender that she couldn't come see her while Gabrielle was there.

"Non, I won't." she smiled, but still felt jealousy in the pit of her stomach as well as a bit of sisterly protection but knew Gabriele would have her fun if she wanted it.

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french_angel
2008-06-21 10:59 pm UTC (link)

Gabrielle grinned evilly. She was always proud that her sister was a powerful witch. After all, in her last year at Beauxbatons Fleur had been chosen as the school’s champion in the Triwizard Tournament. Surely she would have won if not for the interference in the tournament. “I am sure zhat zhey wouldn’t dare.”

“I am pondering,” Gabrielle admitted. “I think zhat I would make Theo watch.” She shrugged. “Maybe zhat would make him a bit more fun, non?”

“Well, what man iz it zhan?” Gabrielle inquired, trying to keep an even tone. She was now totally convinced that there was no man involved with her sister. She had still yet to address what she had seen.

Gabrielle narrowed her eyes. “Zere is no man, iz there, Fleur?”

“You won’t? Good.” She smirked. “Do you think zhere is someone….better I might play with?”

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dominantflower
2008-06-21 11:19 pm UTC (link)

Fleur laughed again. "Zhat might indeed. Eef 'e does not die of pure excitement at zhe sight first." She knew the sight of two pretty girls together would do more that drive a buy insane, especially if one of them was a Delacour. She knew her sister was extremely beautiful and any boy would love the sight of her.

Keeping a straight face, Fleur chose to take another drink of her wine rather than answer the question.

"Zhere ees no man." she confirmed in an even tone, looking straight ahead, away from her sister and downed the rest of her wine before setting the glass on the coffee table.

Fleur shrugged. "Zhere are a few girls een Slytherin zhat seem your type." She knew what Gabrielle typically liked and knew that Slytherin would be the best place to find those qualities. Huffulepuff was usually too innocent, Ravenclaw was usually to serious and Gryffindor...well, Fleur liked Gryffindor, but knew that most of their views might clash with her sisters. Plus, she didn't want her sister near Gryffindor because she might see Lavender.

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french_angel
2008-06-21 11:43 pm UTC (link)

Gabrielle kept grinning. “Well, if ‘is ‘eart is so weak zhen it is better to learn zhat now.” She giggled, the sound a strange mix of girlishness and almost-otherworldly sexuality. “Zhough, if ‘ee is very good, I may let him play. I was sure to make sure my charms were in place.” Gabrielle was magically protected against pregnancy, a protection she was still somewhat bitter about, but one of the very few demands their mother had placed on them. She knew Fleur had the same protections when she was in school.

Sighing at Fleur’s admission, Gabrielle sat in passive aggressive silence. The tension between them was increasing and her body language had become a little more closed then before. She decided not to respond yet, curious to see if Fleur would tell her more.

“Oh? Do tell,” Gabrielle said with a sweet smile. Despite her annoyance, Gabrielle did truly enjoy her sister’s observations about who she might find interesting and why. Though, likely because of the tension and all the feelings it brought, Gabrielle was not going to let her off the hook without Fleur telling her quite a bit about at least one or two of the girls.

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dominantflower
2008-06-21 11:53 pm UTC (link)

Fleur only grinned at her sister's statement. That was her Gabrielle, always teasing. She was happy that her sister had enough sense at least to make sure her charms were in order, they wouldn't be released until she graduated, able to make the choice then on her own. It had been the exact same for her when she was Gabrielle's age.

The tension was clearly filling the room. Fleur stayed silent though, not offering up any more information that necessary to her sister. She looked down at her nails and picked at them in nervous habit.

"Well, like you said, zhere ees Daphne Greengrass, she seems a well fit." She was glad for a change of subject. "Tracey Davis ees...different from zhe ozher Slytherin girls, but seems possible. And Pansy Parkinson seems like she would be alright een bed..."

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french_angel
2008-06-22 12:18 am UTC (link)

The tension between them was building, but Gabrielle wasn’t going to let Fleur off easily. Unsure of how to proceed, she allowed it to keep building. Her affect clearly showed that she wasn’t going to give up.

“Pansy? Really?” Gabrielle thought about her for a long moment. “I thought zhat she did not like girls, non?” She smiled. Maybe she did but didn’t know it yet. That would be intriguing… “What do you think zhat she would love about me?”

She considered the others. “Tracey Davis?” Gabrielle wasn’t sure she’d ever met her. The name sounded familiar. Gabrielle didn’t remember hearing anything particularly good, however. That did not bode well for Tracey’s chances with her.

“Zhere is no one who is not a Slytherin?” Gabrielle mused before draining her wine glass. Straightening up in her chair, Gabrielle’s dress rode up higher to reveal her more of her thighs. “No one in Gryffindor, maybe? Zhee boy who likes me so, the sweet one, Bill’s brother…maybe I should see ‘im?”

“What about zee girls in ‘is ‘ouse?” Gabrielle smirked, letting out the first hint that she might know something…

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dominantflower
2008-06-22 01:28 am UTC (link)

Fleur shifted nervously as the tension grew. It became quite clear that Gabrielle knew something.

"Maybe, maybe not. All I see 'er ees when she ees een class." Fleur pursed her lips and shrugged. Pansy just seemed like someone well, who had the same standards as Gabrielle.

Giving a charming smile, she answered, "You are gorgeous, Gabrielle. What ees not to love? Plus, you two just seem like you would get along."

"Oui. She does not 'ang around wizh Slytherins zhough. Actually, I always see 'er wizh a Hufflepuff, 'eidi Macavoy, I believe."

When Gabrielle's dress rode up, Fleur let her eyes fall on her sister's skin. She was never shy about looking at her sister, even though she should. But who could help it? She was Fleur's sister and had her good looks.

At the mention of Ron Weasley, Fleur scrunched her nose, "Non." She said simply, "non, not Ronald. 'E ees not your type, trust me, chere."

When her sister mentioned Gryffindor girls, her eyes flicker to Gabrielle's with a shine of guilt. "I am sure zhere are some good girls. Parvati Patil ees nice." She said quickly.

Not able to sit with the tension anymore, Fleur stood and made her way to the closet and opened it, stepping in to look for a change of clothes. "'Ow ees Beuxbatons? " she asked from the closet, busying herself by looking through her clothes.

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french_angel
2008-06-22 01:53 am UTC (link)

Gabrielle pouted. She expected a more astute insight from her sister about Pansy Parkinson. “Why do you thing zhat she would be fun zhen?” she asked, still pouting. She narrowed her eyes at her sister. “Zhere must be some reason?”

“We do get along.” She tried to think back to how Pansy acted towards her. Millicent seemed jealous of any attention Pansy paid to her, but she wasn’t sure that the Slytherin Queen Bee would be interested. It was hard though; Gabrielle let people pay attention to her, not vice versa.

“If you thin zhat she would be fun, maybe we should go see her together?” Gabrielle had a mischievous glint in her eyes. She and her sister had never shared a lover. Perhaps that should change…

Gabrielle wrinkled her nose. “A Hufflepuff? Non, non, zhe does not sound like my type,” she laughed.

Noticing her sister’s gaze, Gabrielle did not shy away from it. Quite the contrary. Shifting, she let her dress ride even higher, giving Fleur a peek at her white silk and lace lingerie.

“He is cute, in a flabbergasted way,” Gabrielle rebutted. “Plus, you said zhat zee Weasley boys were well endowed.”

Gabrielle let the comment about Parvati Patil pass. Fleur was so transparent it was pathetic. Transparent to Gabrielle anyways…

“It is boring with out you,” Gabrielle sighed dramatically. “Zhere are many who think zhat since you are gone zhey can take zhere chance to bed me. Very few have been successful.” She laughed.

Standing, she went and refilled her wine glass. Moving over to stand behind Fleur, she watched her picking out clothes. “Going to where something nice for me?” she asked sweetly, though the hint was that her previous outfit had not met Gabrielle’s high standards.

“Fleur?” Gabrielle asked, pausing for a long time afterwards. “Why are you not seeing a man?” Her gaze was intense on her sister’s back. “Mother has freed your charm. You could have a beautiful daughter by now.” She sighed dreamily. “Memmae would love that so much.”

Gabrielle turned somber. “She is getting old, Fleur. Do you not want her to see zhat she has passed her blood on before she dies?”

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dominantflower
2008-06-22 02:27 am UTC (link)

"I do not know. She just 'as zhat aura, like she knows what she wants and she'll get eet. Same as you, zhat self-confidence." She didn't particularly like Pansy, yes she was a decent student, but her attitude made her less endearing.

Fleur grinned at her sister's offer. She wondered what it would be like, to share a lover with her sister. "Well, maybe someday. Not Pansy Parkinson, zhough, she may be your type, but she ees not mine."

"Do not be so judgmental, soeur, zhe Macavoy girl ees very attractive and seems like zhe type to be quite fun een bed. So ees Tracey Davis." she rolled her eyes.

Knowing exactly what Gabrielle was doing, Fleur didn't bother to hide her gaze as she watcher her sister reveal more skin.

A faint blush crept to Fleur's cheeks at that mention. "Zhat ees true, but eet does not make up for lack of common sense or tact."

"I miss eet sometimes." Fleur laughed along with her sister, "Oh? So you 'ave 'ad some fun. Anyone I know?"

Shifting through her clothes she paused to look over her shoulder with a sultry grin, "Would you like zhat?" She teased before turning back to looking for something to wear since in a few hours they would have to go to dinner.Finding a nice light blue skirt, Fleur began to shimmy out of her slacks and slipped on the skirt that came to midthigh and left it unzipped while she looked for a different blouse.

Fleur sighed as her sister asked the question. It was a issue that she really didn't want to talk about. "Because I do not want a man, Gabrielle." She said plainly and took out a blouse much like her last one. she started unbuttoning her blouse she began to take it off.

"I am tres 'appy wizh where I am and who I am wizh and I do non see a man een my future." She decided to lay it out as she slipped off her dirty blouse "I know Memmae would prefer zhat I 'ave a 'usband,but I do not plan on eet. Men are fun, but I do not see myself spending zhe rest of my life wizh one. And for a child, maybe one day, wizh a woman I love." She liked men, really, but she never felt any true feelings for them. Not like she did with females.

Guilt crept into her as Gabrielle spoke those words. "I know Gabrielle, but I will not live a lie for 'er. She ees relatively 'ealthy and only sixty-zhree, she will live for you to fulfill zhat dream eef you wish eet." she sighed and slipped on the new blouse and began to button it.

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french_angel
2008-06-22 03:50 am UTC (link)

Gabrielle considered Fleur’s assessment of Pansy. “Hmmm…maybe zo. I think zhat I will try to spend some more time with her zhis week.” She grinned at her sister. “Perhaps I will ‘ave a story to tell you some morning when I sneak back in.”

“Who zhen?” she asked challengingly. There were lots of people who they could bed between the two of them. But who would be deserving?

It was Gabrielle’s turn to roll her eyes. “Who is ‘eidi Macavoy zhen? Perhaps you will need to point her out to me. Are she and zhis Tracey lovers? Is zhat why zhey are together zo much?” She stopped to consider. “I would be shocked if a Slytherin girl was so…indiscreet.”

Shrugging, Gabrielle laughed at her sister’s blushing cheeks. “I did no say I wished to be with ‘im for ever and ever. One night, it might be worth it.” She winked slyly at Fleur, knowing how much she would hate it if Gabrielle found her way into the bed of one of the Weasleys. “Or zhere is always ‘is sister…”

Gabrielle was beginning to get angry and her eyes darkened to a shade that was unnatural for a fully human girl. “A child with a woman?” she scoffed. “Is zhere some secret zhat you are not telling me?” she seethed. What kind of fairy tale would allow two women to have a child together? Magic could do a lot of things, but not everything.

“And who says zhat you need a husband?” Gabrielle moved up behind her partially naked sister. Wrapping her arms around her tummy, she clung to Fleur like she did when she was little.

“Think of it,” she urged her. “I can even be with you if you want.” Gabrielle’s face moved up until she rested her chin on Fleur’s shoulder and whispered in her ear. “We could pick a boy zhat is pretty and refined enough. But it can be you and I, Fleur.”

“I can kiss you and love you while he takes you and blesses our family then we can be rid of him.” Her tone became breathy. “I can even lay back…my legs spread…and you can love me and kiss me and lick me as you are getting your child.”

Gabrielle placed a small kiss on the back of her sister’s neck.

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dominantflower
2008-06-22 04:29 am UTC (link)

Fleur shrugged again. She was sure there were some nice girls that she wouldn't mind sharing with her sister. "I do not know, but I am sure between zhe two of us zhere would be a good find."

" 'eidi Macavoy, she ees zhe 'ufflepuff Quidditch captain. I do not know zhere relationship. Zhey might be, but eet seems most of zhe time zhat zhey are just best friends." It wasn't Fleur's place to make assumptions about her student's relationships, though she must admit, the two would make a good couple.

Fleur made a disgusted face as she thought of her sister with any of the Weasleys. "Non. No Weasleys. Especially not Ronald or zhat girl. She despises me for some reason..."

Hearing the aggravation in Gabrielle's voice, Fleur knew if she turned, she would see her sister's eyes darken. "I mean, we could adopt, or 'ave zhat muggle procedure, zhe, ah,..." she tried to think of the term she had read about in a muggle magazine, "Artificial insemination. Or somezhing." She didn't really want a child, but if the matter came up with a woman she loved, she would consider it.

"Mozher, for one would prefer zhat I marry." Fleur chuckled and leaned in to her sister's embrace.

Fleru shut her eyes, almost distracted by her sister's breath on her neck. But the more the younger Delacour talked the more frustrated FLeur got. "Gabrielle, are you even listening to yourself? You sound exactly like zhe Pureblood elitist zhat only care about zheir bloodline."

Sighing again, she pulled away so she could turn and face Gabrielle, "I do not want a child, Gabrielle. Not now and probably not anytime soon." she ran a hand through her hair and placed a hand on her hip. "And I will not bring a child into zhis world by a meaningless one night stand just so zhe Delacour name can live on."

"All I want ees my life right now. Eet ees near perfect. I 'ave a magnifique job, magnifique friends and a magnifique lover. I do not wish for anyzhing else."

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french_angel
2008-06-22 06:04 am UTC (link)

Gabrielle smiled at her sister. “I am sure zhat we could.” She chewed her bottom lip and looked at Fleur through her eyelashes. Smiling coyly, she added, “I bet she would go wild see if together, non?” It would really depend on the girl. Gabrielle knew what they had done in the past was not right in the view of some. But, what did they know? Did they have Veela blood? Gabrielle, Fleur and Apolline all had another heritage passed on to them by Apolline’s mother.

“Quidditch Captain?” Gabrielle wrinkled her nose. She liked Quidditch players well enough. Many were very sexy to her. Girls Quidditch players, on the other hand usually were not. “Perhaps.” She shrugged. Best friends wasn’t nearly so interesting.

Disgusted, Gabrielle made no attempt to hide it. “Zhat is not zee way it is supposed to be. If you want a mistress, have one. If you wish to be a spinster mozher, than be one.”

When Fleur leaned into her, Gabrielle felt better for a moment. “So, do we suddenly start listening to ‘er?” Gabrielle chuckled evilly. The Delacour daughters had never been much for rules.

Gently, lovingly, Gabrielle caressed Fleur’s tummy. “You would look so beautiful and be so wonderful to touch with a round belly, carrying my niece. Wouldn’t zhat be wonderful?” She had been disappointed when Fleur didn’t respond to her saucy suggestions. Did her sister not desire her anymore?

With her annoyance, Gabrielle was thinking of bedding one of them just to spite her sister. “Ginny is just jealous,” she replied cattily, though she believed it to be true. “Pansy says that iz known through all zee school zhat she fancies girls. Did you know zhat?”

“Je ne suis pas!” Gabrielle said angrily, pulling back from Fleur. I am not

“Memmae cares about having a girl to carry on her legacy. I don’t care about our name. Not really. She is our Grandmother, Fleur. She is the one who gave us our Veela blood. We wouldn’t be us without it!” She glared at her sister, her eyes now black. “Don’t you think we should care about what she wants?”

Gabrielle whirled and threw herself back into the chair. “A lover.” She pouted angrily. “Zee girl? In Gryffindor? Lavender?” She cast an accusing gaze at her sister. “I saw zee mark you left on her shoulder,” Gabrielle seethed with anger and a bit of obvious jealousy.

“Iz zhat what zhis is about?” she accused. “Your lover over your family?”

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dominantflower
2008-06-22 06:52 am UTC (link)

Fleur bit her lip and grinned at the thought. "Oui, zhey would." She knew the relationship that she sometimes had with her sister was taboo to many, but to others it was a wildly hot fantasy.

Hearing Gabrielle's disgust, Fleur was slightly offended herself at her sister's suggestions. "I will not<-> 'ave a mistress or be a...a spinster!" she felt slightly scandalized that her sister would suggest that. "Zhat ees 'orrible."

A slight smile graced Fleur's lips. "Zhat's true, we never were ideal children, were we?" she chuckled.

Fleur felt herself grow calm at Gabrielle's hands. She let her eyes close. "Maybe..." she couldn't deny that she still desired her sister, she did, just that the current situation had her mind on other things.

"I 'ave just recently discovered zhat." Lavender had mentioned it a few days ago.

"You are." Fleur struggled to keep her voice even. "Blood, name, legacy, eet ees zhe same zhing. Wanting 'eirs and children for purposes ozher zhan to just bring a child into the world to love."

Fleur placed a hand to her forehead as they spoke of her grandmother. "I know zhat." She groaned and rubbed her head. "Eet's not zhat I don't care, I just...eef I did zhat, I know I would regret eet, to do eet for reasons like zhat."

A shocked look came across Fleur's face as her sister said Lavender's name. "You...you know about 'er?" she asked quietly.

"Non!" she said, turning to Gabrielle in the chair, forgetting that she was partially naked, "zhat ees not eet! You are blowing zhings out of proportion. I don't want to 'ave a child. Zhat's eet. Eet 'as nozhing to do wizh 'er or choosing. I want to 'ave a child when I want a child, eef I want a child. I will not let my family decide somezhing zhat serious for me!"

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french_angel
2008-06-22 07:56 am UTC (link)

“Oh, do not be zo dramatic,” Gabrielle sighed. “I waz just saying zhat I think zhere are options other zhan a husband iz all.” She shook her head as if Fleur was being ridiculous despite the fact that Gabrielle had antagonized her.

“Ginny desires you then,” Gabrielle stated as if it were fact. “Must be ‘ard to be jealous and attracted. Do not bee too ‘ard on her.” She smiled softly. Maybe it really would bother Fleur if she seduced Ginny. The idea was starting to become more and more appealing…

Gabrielle shook her head. “Vous mettez pour ne pas comprendre,” she sighed. You don’t understand. Gabrielle looked hurt by Fleur’s reaction and she folded her arms over her chest.

“I saw zee mark,” Gabrielle told her. “I was surprised I ‘ad not heard of her before I saw it for myself.” Gabrielle felt hurt, jealousy and sadness swirling inside her. Unlike her older sister who was used to such things, Gabrielle was not used to dealing with her more intense emotions yet.

Gabrielle looked like she had been slapped when Fleur turned on her and yelled. Her eyes were jet black once more. After a few moments of silence, Gabrielle slowly got to her feet and moved over to Fleur.

Taking her by the shoulders she firmly pushed over to the bed. Gabrielle roughly guided her down and crawled on top of her. With her blonde hair falling in her face, she stared at Fleur.

She was breathing quick as a new emotion swirled into the maelstrom inside the younger girl as she started down at her gorgeous sister; lust. Gabrielle leaned down closer to Fleur’s face.

“Je ne vais pas la laisser vous prendre de moi, soeur,” Gabrielle snarled possessively as she took Fleur by the wrists and pinned her arms down next to her head. I am not going to let her take you from me.

Like a feline would, Gabrielle began to nuzzle her sister’s neck.

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dominantflower
2008-06-23 01:26 am UTC (link)

"As I was as well." Fleur stated coolly. Her sister and her just had different opinions of ways outside of marriage to have a child. "You don't seem to get zhat I do not want a man at all."

Fleur rolled her eyes at her sister's belief about Ginny. "Per'aps. But zhen again, eet ees rare for one not to desire me." It was an arrogant statement, but then again, Fleur was a bit arrogant, though she had every right to be, seeing as how what she said was mostly true.

"Je comprends juste bien." She said in a harsh tone as she faced her sister, her eyes now swirling into the dark ones of her Veela blood. I understand just fine. "I will not zhrow my life away for a zhild I do not want. Eef you are so set to carry zhe legacy, when you graduate you do eet. I am not zhe only girl een zhe family."

Fleur swallowed to calm herself. "So you know of Lavender." she confirmed, more to herself than her sister, "Oui, she ees my lover and I care for 'er greatly. Ees zhat a problem?"

Slightly scared as she saw the look in her younger sister's eyes, FLeur flinched back.

When she was grabbed and forced on her back on the bed, she gasped. She looked up to her sister and couldn't help but think that she was beautiful when she was angry. Letting her hands be pinned, she listened as Gabrielle spoke.

"Vous etes ma soeur, mon sang, je ne peux jamais etre pris de vous." She breathed as her sister nuzzled into her neck. Tilting her head to the side, she allowed more room for Gabrielle. You are my sister, my blood, I can never be taken from you.

"But do you plan to keep me from lovers just because of your jealousy?"

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french_angel
2008-06-23 01:50 am UTC (link)

Gabrielle didn’t know how to respond. They were definitely at an impasse. Sighing, she waved her hand dismissively.

Laughing, Gabrielle nodded. “We are cursed in zhat way, non?” It was not egotistical to recognize reality, right?

“Je veux un enfant maintenant! Pas après que je reçois un diplôme!” Gabrielle looked upset now as much as angry. I want a child now! Not after I graduate! She looked at her sister almost pleadingly.

Gabrielle shrugged. “You marked her. You must…respond to her much,” Gabrielle said. The problem was that she hadn’t marked a man. To play with girls was one thing, a thing not uncommon to Veela and a thing Gabrielle had no problem with. Veela marked their mates. A female mate couldn’t give a child; it was taboo.

Sighing happily as Fleur gave her more room, Gabrielle kept nuzzling her neck. Tracing long lines with her nose, she shivered as Fleur told her they would always be together.

“I-I am not jealous,” Gabrielle said softly, obviously lying. She swallowed hard. “Maybe I am a little. I just…want you to be loved and respected as I love and respect you,” she explained. “And for nothing to change with us…”

Her grip on Fleur’s wrists remained tight as Gabrielle kept her pinned to the bed.

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dominantflower
2008-06-23 02:06 am UTC (link)

Chuckling, Fleur enjoyed the light talk in between their argument, "Oui, A gift and a curse."

Fleur groaned in frustration at Gabrielle's pleading. "I am not 'aving a child because you, Memmae and Maman want one." her voice was as even and serious as she could make it, "I am not talking about zhis anymore. My decision ees final."

"I did. I do." Fleur closed her eyes and knew the problem. She hadn't actively thought of marking Lavender as her mate, it was on instinct, but looking back at it and thinking, she could very well take Lavender as her mate, their connection was so much stronger than that of any other lover she had had. "I do not know eef I consider 'er my mate yet, but she ees a very strong candidate. I 'ave not felt zhis mush attraction and feeling before."

Fleur sighed in contentness as her sister ran her nose along her neck. Her sister always did have an instinct of where and what she liked.

"You do not 'ave to worry, soeur, I can take good care of myself." she chuckled. "Nozhing will change between us, I will always love you, chere."