"Jealous?" FLeur arched a brow. She was of course aware that girls had a tendency to be jealous of her, but she had never pictured Ginny to be one of those girls. At the second confession, her eyes widened. She could usually tell right away when someone had a crush on her but again Ginny foiled her. "You...'ad a crush on me?"
Fleur shrugged, "Because you were so different zhan any ozher girl I 'ad met before." she explained. "All of zhe girl's in France are so prim and proper and dressed immaculately. You in your overalls wizh dirty knees...It was a different sight, yet not any less beautiful zhan zhe French girls."
At Ginny's risque comments, Fleur only smirked and gave a little chuckle.
Withdrawing from the kiss, Fleur grinned, knowing that she had caught Ginny by surprise. "A couple of monzhs ago? Zhat tells me nozhing. Who told you?"