As Fleur opened the door and saw who it was, she was extremely glad that she had not let Lavender answer. Schooling her features into an icy stare that she had perfected back in school, Fleur answered the dark professor. "Professeur Carrow. Not at all. I was simply rearrangeing my storage closet. Forgive me, I did non 'ear you at first." Fleur, unlike her lover, was good at lying.
Allowing the woman to enter - noting that she was rudely doing so already without permission - Fleur closed the door behind her, flickering Ed gaze briefly to her bedchamber doors. Her veela was instantly on the defensive and she had to fight to keep it down.
"To what do I own zhe pleasure?" She drawled evenly.