Lavender smiled wider before kissing Fleur back. “I am glad you do since you make me smile so much.”
“Ok, good.” Lavender had no idea that Fleur had been thinking the same thing she had. She’d fantasized about it being just her and Fleur in Paris. So, now she didn’t even plan to ask her mom for extra tickets. “I don’t think she can anyways, so we’ll just forget it.”
“You don’t normally blush?” Lavender asked. It wasn’t that Fleur blushed all the time, but it made her feel that it was far more special when she was able to make Fleur do it. She chewed her lower lip. “Fleur?” Lavender began softly. “I really…like you, you know?” Her heart was hammering in her chest.
Lavender giggled. “Well, I am not sure they should ever meet. They will either love each other or hate each other. It would be funny, at least…”
“What kind of reaction are you looking for?” Lavender moaned, pressing up against Fleur’s hand. For the moment, she was happy to gently rest her hands on Fleur’s back and let her do whatever she wanted.