“I am my teacher’s student,” Lavender quipped. It was true. She had really learned an amazing amount in her short time with Fleur. She couldn’t wait to learn more.
Trying to look sly and sexy, Lavender sucked lightly at the tip of the cigaretted assuming that she could just draw a normal, shallow breath and blow it out. Sadly for her, it didn’t work like that.
When the smoke touched her lungs, Lavender’s cheeks puffed out and she had to roll away before she burst into a coughing fit. She tried to get it under control, but couldn’t quite manage it. It seemed like the more she fought, the more she coughed.
Coughing hard twice more, Lavender managed to get her coughing under control. Sheepishly, she turned back to Fleur with her cheeks glowing red.