"A tragedy..." FLeur murmurs. Though she knew the temptation to sneak into a bed and do something like that. She had weighted the consequences with Lavender and the cons just narrowly outweighed the pros...
Fleur growled deeply again as Tracey mentioned her mates name. "Zhat ees different..." she defended as she pinned Tracey to the desk and grazed her teeth along the blonde's neck.
"Non, you are not..." as the blouse was ripped open, it didn't take a second for Fleur's hands to roam over Tracey's torso and her mouth to attack the soft skin above the girl's breasts.