Fleur pursed her lips as she thought, "Just be your self, what's not to love, non?" She gave a slightly bashful grin. "She likes fashion too, so, you 'ave zhat een common." She hoped desperately that Gabrielle could get over her jealousy and become friends with Lavender, it would be horrible if her sister didn't like the girl that she had such strong feelings for. She had yet to exactly categorize said feelings. But in her heart, she really did know exactly what they were.
"Zhat sounds good. Gabrielle would love to come." She knew that her love for Paris was only rivaled by her sister's. Leaning forward, Fleur playfully bit Lavender's ear, "Oh, do not worry, I want zhat too..." she whispered huskily. Gabrielle might not like Lavender hogging her nightly, but she was sure she could ease her sister down.
Fleur chuckled as Lavender grew flustered. She knew the girl was not as skilled at talking about things like that as candidly as she and her sister were.She found Lavender's bashfulness extremely adorable.
"Ah, well, sounds like a smart woman zhen." Fleur grinned. In her opinion, anyone who loved France was good in her book.
Grinning, she moved her hand back under Lavender's shirt and leaned in so she could kiss the Gryfindor's neck. "Eef only zhey knew 'ow friendly we were..."