Lowering herself rather more clumsily to the floor, Tonks beamed. She had never in her life met either of her aunts, and her mother could rarely be pressed to speak about them - not that Tonks had any interest, at least not once she'd learned what they were like.
"I would... confess my undying love for orphans. Muggles and wizards and kittens."
She winked at Fleur.
"What would you do? I mean, not even about Bella. If you could look like anyone. Loads of people would probably choose to look like you," Tonks finished, half-teasing but well aware and admiring of her friend's striking beauty. Women weren't affected by it in the same way that men could be, and Tonks wasn't even like most women, but it was impossible to be in a room with Fleur and not notice.