Gabrielle accepted the kiss eagerly. Her tongue sought out Fleur's and dueled with her until she pulled away. "Nice, but is that really going to 'elp you?" she purred. "I was thinking you would let me kiss you somewhere a little more pleasing," she explained coyly.
A scoff emerged from the younger Delacour. "That can't be true. He would be in Azkhaban, non?" As Fleur explained further, she felt a hint of fear. Her sister would never lie to her like this and there was really no chance she was wrong... Gabrielle paled a little.
"Hmmm...that is too bad. I think bedding a 'ogrwarts Professor, other than you, that is, would 'ave been very fun." Gabrielle sighed. "I will try to avoid it. Though, with 'ow much she wants to see me, I am not sure how well I can do zhat."