As Tracey spoke of her feelings, Fleur did genuinely feel sorry for the girl. "I am...sorry to here zhat." FLeur said, suddenly finding it a bit harder to form words as her sensitive Veela nose caught the scent of something very familiar and it was driving her to a bit of distraction.
"I am sure not everyzhing you 'ave ees ruined." Fleur mused, trying to comfort the girl while she was trying to ignore the scent that was rather arousing. Now was not the time for such things. "No one ever loses everyzhing."
Fleur chuckled and shrugged. "I teach unruly children all day, save for the upperclassmen. I deserve a drink after a day of breaking up fights and third years trying to use wind charms on girls skirts." Letting Tracey pick up the glass she grinned. SHe knew how unethical it was to let a student drink, but then again, she had when she was Tracey's age and she wasn't really in any position to speak on proper ethics. SHe nodded, silently giving Tracey permission