"Good." Fleur smiled back at Gabrielle once it seemed that she was eased from her fragile state. She kissed the younger Delacour sweetly on the lips briefly before pulling back.
When Gabrielle asked what, Fleru bit her lip, knowing that she had made a mistake in mentioning that she had been thinking about children. "It is not going to be immediately, souer. In a few years." she tried to ease her sisters anger that she knew was rising.
Looking up at the familiar voice, usually Fleur always loved seeing Lavender, but knew that now might not be the best time. "Bonsour, amoure." she greeted.
At Lavender's question, Fleur looked nervously to Gabrielle to answer.