Lavender's cries were all but music to Fleur's ears. Her lips moved to the other side of Lavender's neck. "Good. Let zhem see zhat you are taken. You are mine..."
"Oui, I am." Fleur stated, matter of fact. It was clear Lavender was lying, but it didn't make a difference to her Veela. Bringing a hand to tangle in Lavender's hair, she tugged at it, pulling Lavender's head back and making her neck arch out as she bit down again. Her eyes were no doubt now pitch black and hair mussed and her Veela on the edge.
Giving another throaty chuckle, it was ironic how exactly right Lavender was, for someone who had only been teasing. "Oui. Exactly like zhat."