Fleur reached forward to tangle one hand with Hermione's and the other to the baby hairs at the nape of her neck. She shifted slightly until her mouth barely brushed against her girlfriend's. "Ma petite sirène," She said," Please? You do not "ave to take part but, please, just come with us? I do not think that I could survive without being near you." She brushed her lips against Hermione's again and watched as her girlfriend wavered slightly.