"Aw, poor Gabby." FLeur teased, finding, as she always did, Gabrielle's pout undeniably cute. SHe knew the girl liked to have things her way and not being satisfied was not acceptable.
"Desole, soeur, but eet ees funny." Fleur tried to calm her laughter. "I am sorry I did not wake up, I must 'ave been more tired zhan I zhought."
Fleur finished off her wine and set her glass on an endtable before answering, "I plan on making your last night 'ere a memorable one." Fleur purred, leaning over Gabrielle as she lay on the bed, giving the younger Delacour a nice view of her chest through her unbuttoned shirt.
THe thought of just Lavender and Gabrielle didn't sit well at all with Fleur. However, the image of her, Gabrielle, and Lavender was a different story. "Non, not alone..." Fleur began as she moved to straddle her sister's waist, running her hands over the uniform that covered her sister's chest.
Slowly and idly beginning to undo , the more complex than Hogwarts robes, Gabrielle's uniform. Undoing a Beauxbatons uniform came almost second nature to FLeur, she had done it so many times herself to other girls during her days as the school.
While she worked, she asked Gabrielle the question that she had been meaning to ask all week, not knowing what Gabrielle would say to it. "Gabrielle..." she began, playing with the uniform almost nervously, if Fleur Delacour was ever nervous, "I know you and our parents 'ad somewhere planned, but zhis summer I'm going to Paris, muggle Paris, wizh Lavender and..." She bit her lip in an almost childlike manner as her hair fell in her face and she shifted atop Gabrielle, knowing that the only one to ever see her let down the strong, dominate facade she wore was her sister, "We were wondering eef you would like to come along as well. Parvati ees going also..."