Fleur had only allowed herself minimal rest after she and her sister had finished their escapades in Fleur's bed. Sighing, she picked herself up, and was accompanied with a certain look from her sister that was kin to jealousy, from the bed and went to take a quick shower.
That done, She rushed to dress, running low on time and not wanting to be too late. She pulled on a pair of her favorite designer skinny jeans that clung to her lean legs and another silver top with a plunging neckline. She hurriedly ran a comb through her hair before deciding to just pull it up in a loose ponytail.
Satisfied with how she looked, she made to leave her room, almost forgetting her sister in her rushed state, but stopped at her bed to turn to her sister. "Gabrielle, I trust you to occupy yourself, but please, soeur, be discreet about eet. I do not want to 'ear a prefect or professor complain tomorrow about my sister wandering zhe 'alls at night." and with that, she moved to Gabrielle and, placing a hand behind her neck, kissed her forehead gently. " 'ave a good night. Je t'aime." And with that, she turned and left the room.
Trying not to seem too rushed, even though she was beginning to run late, Fleur strode quickly through the hallways. Turning a corner, she almost ran into Ron Weasley, doing his rounds. She greeted him professionally, but couldn't help but roll her eyes as his gaze focused on the revealed skin of her low neckline. She wished him goodnight and continued on.
Arriving at her room, she opened the door to see that it was already unlocked, meaning Lavender was already there. Entering the room, she made her way to her office and opened the door to first see the candles lit, but smiled when she saw Lavender.
"Bonsour, chere." she purred lightly as she sauntered over to her lover. Wrapping her arms around the Gryffindor's waist, she pulled her in for a kiss. "I am glad you made eet wizh no troubles."