"I...'ave...But zhere ees a difference een wanting and acting." Fleur reluctantly admitted. As hypocritical as she was being, she still somewhat believed that, even though Lavender was obviously still her student...
Despite herself, she felt her pride swell as Tracey admitted that she fantasized about her. She knew that most people did, but it was still nice to hear it. "Oh you do?" Fleur raised a brow.
"You should not tempt me, you know..." Fleur purred as her nails ran down Tracey's body over the girl's blouse.
"Non, non. You did somezhing..." Fleur tried to reason. "You smell like 'er..."
When Tracey tried her reverse psychology, the veela in Fleur fell for it horrible. Hey, she had never claimed that her veela side was the brightest thing... "Non." she growled resolutely as she breathed in the Slytherin's, rather the gryfffindor's, scent and held onto her tightly.