“I’m sorry, Professor,” Lavender responded softly. “I don’t follow you.” Her mind was filled with images of what she hoped Fleur meant. Was she possibly suggesting that Fleur might be able to help Lavender with her “problem”?
Lavender looked down at her shoes. “I just wondered about you when you were in school. I didn’t really know you at all…” Lavender had tried to approach Fleur once and it hadn’t gone well. She’d kind of made a fool of herself. Hopefully Fleur didn’t remember. “I was wondering if you ever had any crushes, when you were at Hogwarts of Beauxbatons that…you should have had?” It was an wide open question by design and Lavender wondered how Fleur might answer.