Nodding, Fleur went over to the a small bar she had near her chaise. Ignoring her few bottles of wine and one of firewhiskey (Hey, she was twenty after all, she was still young enough to know how to unwind properly after a hard day)she took a glass out and began filling it with ice and water.
Walking back and handing Lavender the glass,she spoke again, "Yes,'e 'asn't taken zhis class too seriously, always drooling. You zhink 'e would be more serious, or at least mad at me." She divulged this little bit of vague information. Before coming to Hogwarts, Fleur had broken up with Ron's brother, Bill, as she saw that he only really liked her for her veela.
Fleur's grin returned as she watched the Gryffindor blatantly stare at her. "I said you were very bright." She repeated herself, amused. "Distracted again?"
Letting out a chuckle at the girl's sudden compliment, Fleur thanked her, "Merci. Eet ees a muggle one. I find zhem to be so much more fashionable zhan zhe wizarding world. Zhis one is by a French designer, Chanel." She indulged in her love of fashion as she spoke.
"A crush?" She raised a brow. I knew it... "Well, now I am intrigued. You must tell me who eet ees." She knew who it was. The stares Lavender had given her weren't just nothing.