“Aww…confidence, confidence!” Gabrielle giggled. “Even if you ‘ave been a bit down in playing, zhen it still serves you better to act if you ‘ad not, non?” She grinned at the older girl. “Confidence iz…” She pretended to struggle for a word again. “…sexy?”
“Guilty,” Gabrielle replied with a mischievous grin. Anything that made her think of her sister was a good thought. “Well, zhat is good to ‘ear.” Though her words were less than exuberant, it was obvious that Gabrielle was quite proud at the mere mention of her sister doing well at Hogwarts.
Gabrielle giggled when Heidi’s stomach rumbled. “I guess it iz.” Smiling, she was glad to get out of the, slightly smelly, locker room and go somewhere nicer. Or, at least, a little more intimate. Fleur had told her of the kitchens, they sounded very quaint. “Sounds wonderful.”
She didn’t need to wait long. After stepping through the door, she smiled at Heidi. “Merci,” Gabrielle said, her tone just a tiny bit breathy. As they began to walk, she slid her arm through Heidi’s. Of course, she could just play it off as a “French thing” as the French were so much more comfortable with little physical intimacies like that than anyone else.