“Awww…What did you do all alone in your bed?” Lavender cooed innocently, at least trying to sound innocent.
“She did. My dad was…strangely affectionate too. He wanted to spend time with me this break and even took time off at work to do so. He bought me a few presents.” Lavender shrugged. She really hadn’t known what to make of it.
“I spent time with some of my Muggle friends,” Lavender explained. “They had a party with a big bon fire. It was fun. I drank a little too much,” she admitted with a chuckle. “I was so sick. I think this boy fancied me…but he lost interest when I threw up in the hedges.”
She shivered as Fleur’s tongue teased her. Lavender moaned softly as she shivered.
Taking the glass, Lavender took a big sip. “I did bring something to change into. Should I or did you want me to stay in this?” She reached down and tugged at the hem of her exceedingly short skirt and grinned at Fleur.