Fleur: "I demand cuddles from ze Paws." Harry: "Paws is currently unavailable." Fleur: "Paws is always available. Paws is soft. Paws is warm. Paws loves me." Harry: "I feel like you're only my partner for my Animagus form." Fleur: "Mon dieu, he finally understands."
Fleur: "I love ze Paws." Harry: "Paws is a separate entity from me." Fleur: "Paws lets me hold him for hours. You… do not." Harry: "I—well—" Fleur: (leans in) "Would you rather I held you in your human form, mon cher?" Harry: (short-circuits)
A tight lodging situation during a mission, and Fleur claims the only bed. Harry: grumbling “I’ll take the floor.” Fleur: tilting her head “Why suffer? It is a large bed.” Harry: eyeing her warily “I’m not sharing a bed with you.” Fleur: mock-pouting “Afraid you won’t resist me?” Harry: huffing “Afraid you won’t respect my personal space.” Fleur: mischievous smile “Ah, mon cher, I never do.”
During an arrest, Fleur accidentally cuffs Harry’s wrist to hers. Harry: deadpan “Really?” Fleur: smirking “Hmm. I always imagined us tied together, mon cher, but not quite like this.” Harry: gritting teeth “Just unlock it.” Fleur: mischievous glint “You don’t want to stay attached to me?” Harry: muttering “Not with witnesses.” Fleur: laughs softly “Ah, so you would not mind in private?”