Gabrielle couldn't help but smile. "You look so pretty when you are crying 'appy tears."
Gracious for the hug, Gabrielle clung to her sister. She pressed against her, seeking as much contact for as long as she would give it. When Fleur took her by the chin, Gabrielle blushed at the soft gesture. "I could not live without you either," she whispered.
"What?" Gabrielle asked, her head snapping up. Children? Fleur wouldn't get pregnant for her before. What had changed? She was about to ask when there was a knock at the door. Gabrielle wanted to scream at the interruption. She hoped for an answer but the door opened.
Lavender stuck her head inside, her blonde hair hanging like soft spun gold. "Sorry, Gabrielle, have you seen- Oh." She smiled at Fleur. "Sorry, I was just wondering where you were.
Stepping inside, she wore a silk robe that was cinched tight. "Am Iā¦interrupting?"