Gabrielle grinned evilly. She was always proud that her sister was a powerful witch. After all, in her last year at Beauxbatons Fleur had been chosen as the school’s champion in the Triwizard Tournament. Surely she would have won if not for the interference in the tournament. “I am sure zhat zhey wouldn’t dare.”
“I am pondering,” Gabrielle admitted. “I think zhat I would make Theo watch.” She shrugged. “Maybe zhat would make him a bit more fun, non?”
“Well, what man iz it zhan?” Gabrielle inquired, trying to keep an even tone. She was now totally convinced that there was no man involved with her sister. She had still yet to address what she had seen.
Gabrielle narrowed her eyes. “Zere is no man, iz there, Fleur?”
“You won’t? Good.” She smirked. “Do you think zhere is someone….better I might play with?”