Fleur bit down on her lip to keep from laughing. Gabrielle was well, "A 'andful that is too smart for her own good." Her parents often teased that Gabrielle was a miniature version of Fleur in looks and behavior. Though Fleur was not sure that was quite true any more. The Triwizard tournament had changed her and even though she was only nineteen, she had not felt like a child in a long time; not since the tournament. "My parents say she a une version miniature de moi.. A miniature me." She said with a laugh thinking the whole idea was crazy but she was secretly flattered her sister tried to imitate her.
Fleur wasn't sure she was winning herself any more points but she kept trying any how; she did want Molly to at least approve of her if she wouldn't go as far as liking her. She did really genuinely love her son.