"I do not know. She just 'as zhat aura, like she knows what she wants and she'll get eet. Same as you, zhat self-confidence." She didn't particularly like Pansy, yes she was a decent student, but her attitude made her less endearing.
Fleur grinned at her sister's offer. She wondered what it would be like, to share a lover with her sister. "Well, maybe someday. Not Pansy Parkinson, zhough, she may be your type, but she ees not mine."
"Do not be so judgmental, soeur, zhe Macavoy girl ees very attractive and seems like zhe type to be quite fun een bed. So ees Tracey Davis." she rolled her eyes.
Knowing exactly what Gabrielle was doing, Fleur didn't bother to hide her gaze as she watcher her sister reveal more skin.
A faint blush crept to Fleur's cheeks at that mention. "Zhat ees true, but eet does not make up for lack of common sense or tact."
"I miss eet sometimes." Fleur laughed along with her sister, "Oh? So you 'ave 'ad some fun. Anyone I know?"
Shifting through her clothes she paused to look over her shoulder with a sultry grin, "Would you like zhat?" She teased before turning back to looking for something to wear since in a few hours they would have to go to dinner.Finding a nice light blue skirt, Fleur began to shimmy out of her slacks and slipped on the skirt that came to midthigh and left it unzipped while she looked for a different blouse.
Fleur sighed as her sister asked the question. It was a issue that she really didn't want to talk about. "Because I do not want a man, Gabrielle." She said plainly and took out a blouse much like her last one. she started unbuttoning her blouse she began to take it off.
"I am tres 'appy wizh where I am and who I am wizh and I do non see a man een my future." She decided to lay it out as she slipped off her dirty blouse "I know Memmae would prefer zhat I 'ave a 'usband,but I do not plan on eet. Men are fun, but I do not see myself spending zhe rest of my life wizh one. And for a child, maybe one day, wizh a woman I love." She liked men, really, but she never felt any true feelings for them. Not like she did with females.
Guilt crept into her as Gabrielle spoke those words. "I know Gabrielle, but I will not live a lie for 'er. She ees relatively 'ealthy and only sixty-zhree, she will live for you to fulfill zhat dream eef you wish eet." she sighed and slipped on the new blouse and began to button it.