"It is about outsider's possible...influence." And she was sure that Gabrielle could be considered...influential. To say the least. Which was what worried her so much. "Zhere are power in numbers. Zhey know zhis. Zhey do not want to deal wizh some sort of student rebellion."
Fleur frowned, trying not to picture the horrors of the Carrows' classes. Her veela flaired in her defensively, demanding protection of Lavender and Gabrielle. She cupped Lavender's chin and tilted it up. "If zhey so much touch you, you tell me." She growled softly.
Wanting to lighten things now, her hands moved down to undoing Lavender's blouse once more. "Now, amoure. Where were we?"