A/N: This is my first ever piece of fan fiction which will center around Fleur, Hermione and Ron. I've always wanted to try my hand at writing and when this idea came to mind I finally said, why not. Also, I thought what a great gift it would make for my wife and her girlfriend as they celebrate 25 years together. 22 years ago they allowed me to enter their lives. I guess a git really can get lucky, sometimes. I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and everything related belong solely to J.K. Rowling. I've just invited some of the character over to play in my sandbox for a while. Wink, smile
Chapter 1, The Date
Ron adjusted his tie for the third time as he looked at himself in the full length mirror. While neither of them were slaves to fashion it was their anniversary and he thought that a tie with his button down and jeans would be a nice touch. "How's it going in there love?" he called to his wife through the bathroom door.
"Ready in a minute, can you grab a sweater for me, maybe the red one?" Ron knew that a minute really meant 10 minutes and grins as he goes to find the sweater, "right, the red one."
Five years they had been together and as was their custom, tonight it was dinner and karaoke. Yeah karaoke, his thoughts wonder back to that night on their honeymoon when after a few glasses of wine they decided to do a duet, "Cursin," they did the version that Huey Lewis and Gwyneth Paltrow did and had loved it ever since. It was still the first song they did whenever they went.
Right on cue, 10 minutes later, out she came. Ron gave her a wink and a smile, "now THAT's worth the wait," as he draped the cardigan over her shoulders. Hermione turns, gives him a smile and a kiss on the cheek. "Nice touch," as she gives a tug on his tie leading him towards the door.
He drove them to their favorite little Italian restaurant for dinner where they exchange their gifts over Chicken Parmesan, a Creaser Salad and a bottle of Chianti. Since karaoke didn't start till nine o'clock and the club was just a short walk from the restaurant, hand in hand they crossed the street to the little park and headed around to the bench hidden in a secluded corner. As they sat there Hermione leaned into Ron's resting her head on his shoulder and says, "Five years," he can feel her smile against his arm.
He kisses her hair pausing a moment to savor the scent of her favorite shampoo, "I still can't believe you said yes when I asked you out the first time." Hermione turns to look at him, "Well you can thank Harry for that." Ron looks at her with a question on his face, "I told him at dinner that night that you had asked me out and said I wasn't sure about you." She lays back into his shoulder again, "so he said, Hermione, Ron may be a git but he's the best friend I have. You should at least give him a chance. I couldn't argue with him so I said yes."
He kisses her again and pulls her around to lay in his lap drinking in her chestnut eyes, "I just figured that even a git can get lucky sometimes," and they both laugh as Hermione snakes a hand up behind his neck pulling herself up and she pulls him down into a kiss. Her tongue finding its way to his and a moan escapes her.
Hermione just gazes lovingly at him as she slips back to his lap and a shy smile forms as a memory comes to her, "You know Ron, I'll never forget the first time I brought a girl friend home. You were all like, so a girls night out is it? Veronica and I looked at each other and giggled and I said well you and Harry will be all wrapped up in the game so I figured why not. Then when I got home you were so silly when I told you to go sleep on the couch and that I was going to shag her. We could hear you listening at the door." She gives him a scathing look that quickly turns into a smile.
Ron blushes a bit at the memory, " Well we had been dating for what three months and you had only moved in a week before that. I was so shocked when you came out and invited me to join you the whole rest of the night is a blur. It took me a while to come around to it being a part of you, I wasn't sure I could accept it at first. I mean it was hot, some of the hottest sex ever but I didn't know if I could share you like that and honestly that's why it took me so long to propose. Harry to the rescue again though, we went out for beers one night and I told him I was thinking about asking you to marry me. He takes one look at me and just says but? It took me a minute but I looked up and said, can't keep anything from you can I mate. So I told him about your girl friends. Harry smiles at me and said, Ron, stop being such a git, she's invited you in to join them every time and she loves you mate, ask her and the next day I purposed to you."
"And I said yes!" and she turns around to sit in his lat and pulls his tie up till his lips meet hers. She rolls her head forward so their foreheads are touching, "it's been a good life hasn't it?" Ron smiles, "it's been a great life." Hermione gives a little tug on the tie still in her hand, "I think I like you wearing ties," and giggles, "you ready to go to the club?"
"Mmm, in just a minute, pull me back into a kiss again first." Hermione growls and pulls him back into her while her other hand slips down to give his jeans a little rub. She pulls back and gives his tie a little pop, "that's just a little reminder of what's to come so don't go getting too drunk," With a smile she lets go of his tie, climbs off of him and reaches for his hand.
Ron gets to the table with 2 glasses of wine as Hermione is returning from the ladies room. They're just about to sit down when their called to the stage and the intro to their song starts. Ron grabs a mike and sings, "Baby lets cruise," he turns to his wife as she answers him, "Away, from here."…
Walking back to their table, nodding to the applause Ron leans over towards Hermione and whispers, "Five years and still a hit." They pick up their glasses, clink them in a toast and take a sip as the intro to "Betty Davis Eyes" streams from the speakers. Hermione glances towards the stage to see if she knows the next singer as she's walking up and gasps at the beautiful woman with long silver blond hair, mesmerized at the sight of her and captivated by the sound of her voice as she sings the first line. She starts to stand up and Ron's attention is pulled to her, "Oy, Hermione, what are you doing?"
Slowly, reluctant to look away from the blond on stage she turned to Ron, a smile curling up the sides of her lips, "Ron, would you mind if we had company tonight?"
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Fleur Delacour had allowed herself to be drawn into going out to dinner with a bunch of the ladies after work today. She had been in her current position only a month and thought it would be a great way to get to know some of her coworkers. Because she was French, they decided to go to a local French Bistro which actually had pretty good food and the chef upon hearing he had a French customer had even come out and spoken with her. It had felt so good to converse in her native tongue that she wasn't even bothered by the usual girls night dinner banter about who was doing what and who was doing who. She had tried to talk them into going somewhere after dinner but the rest had husbands and families to get home to and the only other single girl had to get home to feed her dog. So she had walked along the street not going anywhere really when she noticed the club. Ok, well she noticed the club second. What had really caught her eye was the sign saying "Karaoke Night!" You see, Fleur was a karaoke junkie and she was damn good at it too. When she got up to sing every guy in the place would shut their mouth and listen.
Entering the place she gazed around at the crowd which seemed pretty good. Not over crowed but for a karaoke night it was a nice size group. Fleur looked up to check out the stage set up, it was a good one with wireless mikes and several monitors. She hated it when she was onstage and couldn't hear herself very well. She grabbed a catalog, found a table and ordered a glass of wine. Then started picking out her songs for the night. Once she had her list in order and her request slips filled out she took the first one up to the KJ and checked the time. There was just enough for another glass of wine before they would call the first singer. She also ordered a glass of water knowing it would be important as the night went on and the more she sang.
At nine o'clock on the dot they called the first singer, well singers, Ron and Hermione who did a really good rendition of Crusin, one of her favorite songs and the KJ called her name. Fleur took a couple of sips of the water and headed to the stage. As she approached the mike the first chords of "Betty Davis Eyes" started to play. Fleur looked up and straight into the eyes of Hermione as she sang, "Her hair is Harlowe gold, Her lips sweet surprise," and she never took her eyes off of the brunette till she finished. Though it had flustered her when her boy friend/husband/whatever had distracted her, as soon as they finished talking she had her eyes back and a smile too. It wasn't until she was walking back to her seat she became aware of just how turned on she was.
Hermione smiled and winked at Ron as she turned back to watch the singer. Locking eyes with her she felt her heart beat right along with the music. Ron leaned into her ear and said, "You mean her?" Hermione just nodded refusing to let go of her eyes, those beautiful deep blue eyes. "It'll never happen love, she'll come over and you'll introduce her to me and she's going to say What, your married to that git! And she'll be gone." Hermione giggled and thought no, she's singing to me and me alone. When the song was over she clapped as she watched her walk back to her seat. It seemed like she had to pause next to every table as people told her how good she had done. She finally made it to her table and Hermione watched as she sat down and took a long drink from her glass.
As Fleur left the stage heading back to her table she could feel the girls eyes on her and she smiled at the thought and blushed. She was parched and it seemed like forever before she got to her table and could quench her thirst. When she put her glass down and looked up the brunet was still looking at her, she looked away quickly, playfully before their eyes could lock again. She smiled a shy little smile thinking this was going to be a most wonderful night but then her eyes fell to the man sitting beside her. She had not really looked at him before, well other than the red hair. All in all he wasn't the most handsome man she had ever seen but neither was he the worst and while her preference fell to the female form, she'd been known to enjoy the masculine a time or two as well.
Hermione took a sip of her wine and said, "ok, here goes," she gave Ron a wink and a kiss on the cheek the stood up and started walking.
Fleur watched as she gave her husband a kiss and started walking towards her. Her smile grew the closer she got and her heart started to flutter.
