"Oh?" Fluer looked at Lavender with a teasing skeptical look. "Well, I must be slipping." she purred, leaning in and running her tongue lightly around her fiancee's ear. She had always loved that she could effect her lover like this. While veela's mates were immune to their thrall, they usually made up for it in pure, unaltered, arousal. And it seemed Lavender had a lot of it. Which was perfect for Fleur and her own heightened sex drive.
Laughing, Fleur shook her head at the eager, horny young girl. "Non, amoure. Feel free to zhink of us Delacour sisters all you want. I'm sure Gabrielle would be 'appy zhat you zhink of us. You know 'ow possessive she can be."
"Because amoure, zhen we would not be mates. And certainly not engaged." she smiled down at her lover. It would be wonderful if they didn't have to worry, but she knew it would pay off in the end. One more year and they could start their future in earnest.
Fleur chuckled and pulled her lover close to her. "Well, Gabrielle is not supposed to be here for a little while more." she nipped her lover's ear and maneuvered them so Lavender was pushed against the elder Delacour's desk. "I zhink I 'ave time to 'elp you..."