August sipped away like a bottle of wine (фемслэш)

Fleur sensed a kernel of her old self stirring after years of lying dormant. Watered by champagne and freedom and the long, tanned legs beside her, Fleur’s former self took root, tendrils curling toward the warmth of Ginny’s smile.
 
Or, Ginny helps Fleur remember who she used to be.