Fleur was already running late. She knew she shouldn't spend so much time in front of her mirror, But she had to change clothes after a accident in her last class. She had to admit, she loved teaching, but those first and second years could be rather taxing, especially the boys. They never listen and, not have fully come into their hormones yet, her Veela doesn't seem to work as well on them to try and get them to want to please her and be quiet during class. They would rather fool around with charms they have barely learned and not bothering to aim, hit Fleur, turning her entire outfit into a hideous yellow.
Thankfully, her next class was sixth years, mostly more mature. Not to mention old enough for Fleur to find some attractive, hey, she was only twenty.
So after changing her clothes and choosing a robe that clung to her form in all the right places and pinning up her hair in a loose but perfect ponytail, she headed to her classroom.
Entering the room, she cast a brilliant smile to the students. "Désolé, class. I am sorry I am late." She waved off her tardiness as she strode to the front of the class, feeling the boys (and some girls) follow her as she walked, grinning to herself. Ah, teenage hormones...
Turning to face the class, ever-present grin on her face, she spotted a face in the front row that seemed to draw her attention. "Madamoiselle Brown, so glad to see zhat you are all prepared for class, unlike some students." She spoke in her standard alluring tone. Her eyes flashed to the boys, she believed their names to be Something Finnigan and Dean Something that were just staring and had nothing prelared. Unimportant names.
With one last smile to Lavender she turned around. "Today's lesson will be on 'eating and cooling charms..." She began, teaching her lesson.