Fleur shrugged again. She was sure there were some nice girls that she wouldn't mind sharing with her sister. "I do not know, but I am sure between zhe two of us zhere would be a good find."
" 'eidi Macavoy, she ees zhe 'ufflepuff Quidditch captain. I do not know zhere relationship. Zhey might be, but eet seems most of zhe time zhat zhey are just best friends." It wasn't Fleur's place to make assumptions about her student's relationships, though she must admit, the two would make a good couple.
Fleur made a disgusted face as she thought of her sister with any of the Weasleys. "Non. No Weasleys. Especially not Ronald or zhat girl. She despises me for some reason..."
Hearing the aggravation in Gabrielle's voice, Fleur knew if she turned, she would see her sister's eyes darken. "I mean, we could adopt, or 'ave zhat muggle procedure, zhe, ah,..." she tried to think of the term she had read about in a muggle magazine, "Artificial insemination. Or somezhing." She didn't really want a child, but if the matter came up with a woman she loved, she would consider it.
"Mozher, for one would prefer zhat I marry." Fleur chuckled and leaned in to her sister's embrace.
Fleru shut her eyes, almost distracted by her sister's breath on her neck. But the more the younger Delacour talked the more frustrated FLeur got. "Gabrielle, are you even listening to yourself? You sound exactly like zhe Pureblood elitist zhat only care about zheir bloodline."
Sighing again, she pulled away so she could turn and face Gabrielle, "I do not want a child, Gabrielle. Not now and probably not anytime soon." she ran a hand through her hair and placed a hand on her hip. "And I will not bring a child into zhis world by a meaningless one night stand just so zhe Delacour name can live on."
"All I want ees my life right now. Eet ees near perfect. I 'ave a magnifique job, magnifique friends and a magnifique lover. I do not wish for anyzhing else."