There was no resolution. What could be said? She was happy that Fleur was sorry and sad that Fleur was getting upset.
As for a mate, Gabrielle just couldn’t see it.
Gabrielle was happy that Fleur so readily took her back to her bed; the bed they will share all week. Climbing inside, Gabrielle never lost touch with her sister. Her hands affectionately caressed her.
She looked at Fleur questioningly to be sure she wanted to hear it. Smiling, it seemed she did. “I went zhere to find Parvati, but I found Ginny out of ‘er dorm as I did. She kept…staring at me. We didn’t say anything to each other,” she began in a breathy tone, squirming slightly against Fleur.
“We didn’t talk. We didn’t say one word. I walked up to ‘er and back her against zhe wall,” Gabrielle continued. “She tried to get away but I put my ‘ands up on zhe wall. I just stared at her and I could tell zhat she wanted me.”
“I took her ‘and and brought it under my skirt. Genevra whipped her hand out and looked angry. I kept pulling it under and she kept taking it away. It wasn’t long though before she didn’t pull it away again…”