Fleur pursed her lips in thought for a moment to consider. Sara Moon did often seem rather distant in class at times. And the way she tried to act like she was satisfied, but always seemed to fall short..."I suppose I do feel bad for 'er eef zhat ees zhe boy she ees suppose to marry."
"Mm. Always zhe worst, when zhe 'ave no idea what zhere doing." Fleur shook her head and took a sip of her wine, only half a glass left. She herself had had more that a few boys, much less girls, that didn't know what they were doing. She hated that.
Fleur couldn't hold back a laugh as Gabrielle told her what had happened. How was she suppose to teach him knowing that? She'd laugh every time he tried to flirt with her, like many boys often did. "I am tres, tres sorry you 'ad zhat bad of a time." Fleur said, still chuckling.
laughing again as her sister hugged her, Fleur skillfully avoided spilling her drink and returned the hug. "But lets not tell Maman, non? She would never approve." She winked at Gabrielle, "But I promise zhe best time."