"Gabrielle?" Fleur raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but frown at the tone Tracey used when speaking of her little sister, whom she was rather protective of. But, she knew the young girl could get in her fair share of trouble. "Did my sister...do somezhing?" it wouldn't be the first time Fleur would have to clean up a mess Gabrielle left behind.
Fleur crossed her arms at the question. While proud of her heritage, she knew some could be just as bigoted with her mixed blood as they were with muggleborns. Therefore, she was somewhat defensive when the issue of her family was brought up. "Different?" she asked with a tone of warning in her voice and added schooled sarcasm. "I'm sure I 'ave no idea what you mean."
"And besides, 'ow ees my sister and my family any of your concern, Mademoiselle Davis?"