Fleur laughed. "Well, too bad for zhose ozher girls, because you are mine and only mine. But I must say, zhey are certainly missing out..." She teased adn stroked her fingers over the silk of Lavender's teddy.
"Somezhing tells me McGonagall would not go for zhat idea of a class." Fleur chuckled at the idea.
At Lavender's words, Fleur let her fingers run between Lavender's soaked folds, but didn't yet dip in. "I was giving you a 'ead start, chere." Fleur said cockily.
Not wasting any more time, Fleur slid two fingers into Lavender and curled them as they moved in the particular way that she knew her lover enjoyed the most.