Fleur eagerly took Bill's arm and gave him the full force of her beaming smile. She was well able to take care of herself, but she liked a chivalrous gentleman to do the task if given the option. It didn't feel at all strange to link arms with Bill and lean into him, despite this being a first date. Fleur felt oddly familiar with him, like he was an old friend. An old, handsome, charming, cool friend who she very much wanted to be more than friends with.
"Ooh, Monsieur Weasley, I am - 'ow do you say? - intrigued," Fleur gave Bill's arm a squeeze, "Tell me more."