Fleur gave a little flick of the wrist. "I've had bad experiences with people meeting my Grandmere. I never minded too much if they found her more...striking than me, or more pretty, or fell for her thrall...but I care about you more."
She desperately wanted to lie, at the question. She wanted to smile and say of course not, but that would be a lie. "Not all of them." She said instead. "My Grandpere was lost against Grindelwald, but a few of them..." She trailed off a little. "It's not good to betray a Veela, especially not one as old as my Grandmere." She pursed her lips a little. "Or lie to her." Fleur shook her head. "I'm glad I am only quarter Veela."