Eyes locked onto Lavender's, Fleur spoke, "I mean your...excitation." She ended in french. "Your..." She lowered her voice to a low purr, "Arousal." Her eyes never leaving Lavender's and leaving no room for misunderstanding.
Tilting her head back, remembering her school days. "I was...much like yourself when I was younger. Zhough, I 'ad always been trained to be charming and to keep my composure and act civil and refined. During school I was a normal girl really, nozhing too spectacular. After school, zhough, zhose were my...rebellion days." The second she was in control of her life, free of her parents constant rules and such, Fleur had indulged in all the things she had been missing. After school she had been quite the partyer before she settled down.
Thinking before she answered, Fleur paused. "I 'ave never really 'ad crushes." Her Veela charms had made sure that if she had had anyone of interest, then they became more than just a crush. Unless it was a girl (her charm didn't work well on them), then she had to rely on her normal charming personality. "Once een fifzh year, I 'ad a infatuation wizh my potions professeur. She was beautiful and incredible intelligent. She was zhe one 'ow inspired me to become a teacher."
She thought back to her time at Hogwarts. "Zhere was zhis one young girl at 'ogwarts. I never caught 'er name and we never really talked. Eet was a blonde 'aired girl, I zhink fourth or fifth year. She was a Gryffindor." She rambled on, not knowing that the girl she was talking about was indeed Lavender. "She came up to me once, tried to speak. She began rambling about somzhing, my 'air I zhink, but all I could do was zhink of how cute she was. But before I could catch 'er name, she ran off and I never got zhe chance to find 'er again."