Harry Potter and the Bond of Souls
By Demetri Novaceck
Okay, So I (John Foxton, who has taken over this story) have tried to correct some of the grammar and generally improve it, I'm still on the lookout for a Beta, so give me a PM if you want, thanks
Set during Goblet of Fire, after the second task, Harry and Gabrielle get together and nothing will keep them apart, not even Voldemort... M+ .D
Chapter 1: meetings and revelations
Harry was cold, running out of air and tired, the blonde French girl he had rescued floated up easily whilst Ron was dragging him down. He cursed to himself as he drew his wand and cried "Wingardium Leviosa!" they both floated to the surface rapidly, and, if he could, he would have sighed, but unfortunately, he was both underwater, and exhausted. The spell had used the last of his strength and as he kicked feebly, his mind started going black, he suddenly felt a slimy, if strong tentacle catch him around the foot and fling him to the surface, he blinked and spluttered, as a familiar ginger haired face grabbed him, "you had to save the girl didn't you, bloody hell man, there's no bonus points!" Harry grinned feebly, and took a hold of the struggling blonde girl, gently helping her swim across to the bank of the lake. As he collapsed on the muddy sand, his legs still submerged he took a look back, and saw the enormous arm of the giant squid wave once before dipping back beneath the waves.
When he had finally escaped madam Pomfrey from giving him a third pepper-up potion he made his way out of the hospital tent, he saw Hermione and Victor Krum talking softly and slowly made his way over there, avoiding pats on the back and thanking well wishers, about half way to his friends he felt something hit him and turning, he saw a mane of silver blonde hair before cold lips were pressed against his own, he initially tried to break free and nearly succeeded until he found himself pressed against the stands, resigning himself to the embraces of the mysterious woman. She opened her mouth and licked his top lip, Harry's opened mouth in surprise and suddenly realised he was feeling her tongue with his, their tongues fighting for dominance. He felt something he had never felt before, an almost painful feeling of fire within his heart, making its way to his brain, and then to his tongue and into her, he gasped and they broke apart, gasping for air.
He looked down to see the French girl, Fleur's sister, pressed tightly against him, his first feeling was disgust, she looked to be only 9 or 10, but somehow he knew that wasn't the case. He looked around and was relieved to see that nobody seemed to have noticed, until he saw a pair of cold grey eyes, staring at him with a bizarre look akin to hatred and pride. He was shocked, but as Fleur made her way over his shock was quickly replaced by fear, she grabbed her sister's hand, still glaring at him and then stormed off.
Slightly confused he finally arrived at his destination and Hermione jumped into his arms with a hug, he laughed before she released him and she curled into Krum's arm, looking like she had always belonged. "Well done Harry, you did it!"
"Yeah, I did, did everyone else get out okay?"
"I vas fine, as I sink vas the other hogvarts champion, but Fleur vas attacked by grindelows and vas forced to stop." Harry was shocked; he had never heard Krum utter more than a monosyllabic grunt.
"Oh, I see how you are Hermione? You were gone a long time"
"Well yes, we went to McGonagall office where she told us that we would be going under a magical sleep until we were brought back to dry land. I don't know what else happened, the next thing I knew was Viktor pulling me out of the water," she looked at him before giving the international quidditch player a peck on the lips. Curious, harry asked "so, is it official, are you two a couple?"
"If Her-me-own is okay vith it, then, jah, ve are a coople." He seemed almost smug as he said it,
"Well, um, congratulations, I'm gonna, uh... go see Ron, he's over there..." laughing harry left his two friends to visit Ron, who was looking sulky outside, the hospital tent. "What's up with you?" harry asked his friend.
"Her, snogging him for Christ's sakes, he's from Durmstrang, he will probably kill her, I mean, how stupid is she?"
"I dunno, Ron, Krum's a pretty nice guy, maybe they will be good together..."
"Whatever, I'll talk to them later, look; it's the judges and their scores, shut up." Harry sniggered but looked over to the judge's desk, Dumbledore looked tired but pleased, Madam Maxine looked disappointed whilst Karkaroff looked pleased. Percy looked proud and more pompous than ever before and bagman, who was speaking, looked as lively as ever and was positively bouncing with glee. "Ladies and Gentlemen, here ends the Second task of the tournament! Having spoken with the mere chieftainess, we reached an agreement about scores. Mister Cedric Diggory, who was first to arrive back with 3 minutes to spare scored full marks." All the Hogwarts students roared their approval and Cedric looked rather embarrassed, as he held Cho close to him.
"Mister Viktor Krum, the second to arrive, used an incomplete form of transfiguration which, whilst messy, did prove to be very effective, although he arrived 7 minutes outside the time limit of an hour. He does however receive 42 points!" Karkaroff looked pleased and the students gave another loud cheer. "Miss Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons academy of Magic failed to complete the task after she was attacked by grindelows, however, she did show excellent use of the bubble head charm, and for this receives 25 points." There was polite clapping and Harry looked around, he saw Fleur and her sister in a heated discussion by the hospital tent, Fleur's sister, looked at him, and his heart soared and he easily responded to her smile.
"Mister Harry Potter, despite arriving first to the mer-village, waiting to make sure all hostages were safe, and when miss Delacour did not arrive rescued both his and her hostage. Despite some other ideas, the judges believe this shows bravery and moral fibre; however, he did arrive well outside the time limit, and so will receive 35 points." The Gryffindor's howled their approval at this, and bagman continued "this puts the total scores as thus. In first place, Mister Cedric Diggory with 93 points, second, Mister Viktor Krum with 81 points. Third place is Mister Harry Potter with 80 points and last position Miss Fleur Delacour with 65 points."
The next day, as Harry made his way down to dinner he was surprised to see Krum sitting on the Gryffindor table next to Hermione, both of them had their heads together and were reading a paper, He sat down next to them and, seeing Hermione's panicked expression asked, "what's up?" there was no answer only the days copy of the daily profit handed to me, curious he read: "Hermione Granger: The Champion Chooser"
Hermione Granger 14 of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, also long term girlfriend of Harry Potter 14 is said to have dumped the boy-who-lived for a new and more exciting man, Viktor Krum 17 of Durmstrang. Yesterday, after the third task, Krum was heard to confess feelings of love and invite Granger back to Bulgaria in the summer. Meanwhile, Potter, who has been in a relationship with Granger since their first year at Hogwarts, is said to be broken hearted and distraught. A source close to the ex-couple said 'Granger and Potter have always been close, and I am afraid that this break up will cause Potters fragile sanity to break. When first Potter saw Krum and Granger together, he is said to have kissed the first girl he saw, which was, Gabrielle Delacour. Much younger sister of Beauxbatons champion Fleur Delacour. Although Gabrielle's age is undetermined, sources estimate her to be between 9 and 10. Clearly, potter is in a very sensitive mental state and healers from St. Mungo's rehabilitation and mental recovery ward think that Potter would do very well from a stay Continued on page 4 article 6.
Harry laughed, "who wrote this?" still laughing he checked, "Rita Skeeter, I should have..." he broke off as he suddenly felt... freedom, love and peace, he looked around and saw Fleur and her sister staring at him, he excused himself from his friends and stood up. He made his way slowly to the entrance hall where the ridiculously gorgeous French girl grabbed his arm and led him out the doors to the blistering wind of the February morning, he shivered as they made their way through light drizzle towards the lake, the icy black waters looked ominous, and Harry, remembering yesterdays task, shivered involuntarily again.
They trudged on, over damp grass and through little rivers formed by the rain, despite his winter hood being up on his robes, he still felt very cold and berated himself for not bringing his scarf. They walked past the beach tree and continued on their way. Harry was now fairly confident as to where they were going and, sure enough, they soon reached the blue and gold Beauxbatons carriage. And harry was ushered up the stairs by Fleur and her sister, he looked up to see plush purple sofas and a thick carpet, a fire was burning merrily in the grate whilst the windows showed a bright and sunny view with vineyards and a large palace in the background.
Harry realised it was Beauxbatons and how much nicer it was to look at than the imposing turrets and walls of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons was of a light sandstone and looked like something out of a history book, Versailles or another palace of the era, it looked nice, and comfortable. He saw five or six Beauxbatons students gawping at him and muttered "bonjour" Under his breath. There was no reply and he blushed, suddenly Fleur grabbed his arm and dragged him through a door, into what appeared to be a bedroom. He was thrust into an armchair whilst Fleur and Gabrielle sat on the bed. Harry was fairly worried; Fleur was looking at him with rage and disappointment on her face and Gabrielle refused to look at him. "What's going on Fleur?"
"Ma Soeur 'as done a very foolish sing,"
"Which was...?"
"Kissing you." She said it like a fact, which it probably was. "By kissing you when she did you has changed both your lives forever." Harry was confused, and realized that there was something he was missing. "Fleur, it was a kiss, nothing special, tensions were running high what with the task, but it was nothing. Really." Fleur muttered something in French.
"Ignorant fool, I am a Veela, Gabrielle is a Veela, to Veela there is no little kiss. You must understand something, Veela are different to humans. Veela have been hunted to work as Prostitutes and slaves for millennia. The entire reason for Romans invading Germania was that we were most abundant there, due to this Veela have changed, until our 16th birthdays, Veela remain in a young form and do not mature, However, In the very rare cases of a Veela finding her Soul mate, she would mature at a very rapid rate to become fully grown in around three months. This transformation was caused by a kiss; however this kiss had to have erotic intentions. As Veela only feel erotic desire to their soul mates before they are 16. Also the kiss must go both ways."
Harry was not a fool, and realized where this conversation was headed. "You think... Gabrielle and I could have... Bonded?"
"Not 'sink, Know, Gabrielle has already experienced the maturing process, she may only look 9, but she is in fact the same age as you, by early may, she will be 14 in mind and body. During this process, your mental link will grow stronger, to the point where you can mentally communicate, she will learn all you know, and likewise with you, you will become fluent in French and she in English, you will be perfect for each other, with no problems, and also," here she blushed "you will be perfectly sexually compatible, and receive incredible sex from one another." Harry sensed she wasn't done, and sure enough, once she had regained her composure, she carried on "however, you must understand two 'sings, first, this soul bond is permanent, you cannot go back on it, and also, if you seek sex outside of the two of you, she will die, as will you, if she has an affair. Also, should she die, you will die, and should you die, she will die. I am sorry, 'arry, but it is done, and nothing will change it, don't blame my sister, as she 'ad no choice, it was set in stone."
Harry was confused. He wanted nothing more than to leave but he knew that he couldn't. He looked over to Gabrielle and she smiled at him, he couldn't help but smile back. And as he looked into Gabrielle's eyes, he knew what Fleur has said was true. "Also, 'arry, not in England, but in France, where there are many Veela, you and Gabrielle are officially married, as soon as you sleep together, and the bond becomes complete. In England, it is illegal and deemed wrong to marry or even sleep with a Veela as we are classed as dark creatures. I think it is a good idea if you don't tell anyone about what has happened, as it would not be very good for anyone."
Harry paused, confused, shocked, and then "FUCK, what the fuck is this... Fuck" Gabrielle looked shocked at his outburst whilst Fleur looked understanding, seeing this look enraged Harry even further. "Why the... why me? I mean of all the hot-blooded handsome guys out there, why me?"
"We had no choice in the Matter 'arry, otherwise..."
If she was hoping to placate harry, she was wrong as he launched himself out the chair and viscously kicked the end of the bed before sitting down with a gasp of pain. Gabrielle laughed a sweet melody of noises which made Harry warm and fuzzy. Christ, he thought, she can do this with a laugh! "'arry, I am sorry, but you will have to break up with Hermione, because, well, it will never work." Harry laughed "No problems there, we are not a couple, and never were, it's just the paper lying!" Fleur smile, got up, and quietly left the bedroom, leaving him and Gabrielle alone. He looked at her and was again entranced in her grey-blue eyes, so like her sisters. He had a sudden desire to hold her and never let her go and had to fight to stay in his seat.
He looked down to his toes and when he mustered the courage to look up again, he saw tears carving tracts down her face. This time he could not halt himself as he crossed to the bed, he held her against his chest as she continued to cry, he could not explain but it just felt so... right. Also, he was quite disgusted, but he found her slender, willowy figure the most desirable thing he had ever seen, despite her flat chested and childlike appearance. "Je voudrais tu rester por la nuit, avec moi." Despite the language, he understood "yes, forever." He replied and as they kicked off shoes he lay against the pillows, he felt her rest her head against his chest, on cue the light dimmed and Harry Closed his eyes, for the first time in weeks, content as he went to sleep.
The next morning he was woken up by a monstrous form towering above him and yelled out in panic, grabbing his wand from in his robes, he struggled to focus, even in his glasses, he pulled them off and to his shock and pleasure found his vision improved by the removal of the lenses, however it was still anything but perfect, he squinted and realized it was madam Maxine who was towering over him, he lowered his wand, and silently cursed, at his side, Gabrielle stirred, then gasped as she saw her headmistress. She hurriedly began babbling in French and Maxine suddenly said something quietly in French and Gabrielle was silent instantly; she then rounded on Harry who shrank down into the pillow and clutched at Gabrielle's hand for support. "You, Boy, and you miss Delacour, come with me, NOW!" harry knew better than to argue and silently put his shoes on and helped Gabrielle with her own shoes.
When they left the carriage, they saw that the castle and grounds were deserted, except for Fleur who immediately tailed behind Harry and Gabrielle looking worried. They were marched over the frosted ground and forced to jog as Maxine was going at such a pace. They marched on, passing a disgruntled Filch, who muttered something about mess in his halls, and how a decent lash of a whip would stop this muck. They carried on, passing a startled Professor McGonagall in the corridor, who at once asked "what is happening, Potter where are you going?" Harry gestured wordlessly and she fell in line, walking with Fleur as Madame Maxine made her way to the stone gargoyle guarding the headmaster's office. "Password, if you would be so kind..." croaked the gargoyle,
"I am here to see Monsieur Dumblee-dore, so move you useless lump of rock!"
"You know, manners cost nothing, if I got my way you would be barred from within for eternity, unfortunately the headmaster has more compassion than I." The gargoyle slowly moved aside and revealed the winding spiral staircase. Stepping on, the entourage made their way to Dumbledore's office. Without bothering to knock Maxine barged through the door, where Dumbledore stood by the window, "ah... My dear Olympe, what is the purpose of this unexpected pleasure, please have a seat, Harry, Miss Delacour and Miss Delacour, and Minerva, this is a wonderful early morning meeting. Please, have a drink, sherry, whiskey, I believe I have a special dwarven Cognac from 1844, an excellent year, coupled with the dwarves excellent natural..." he was cut off by Madam Maxine.
"Headmaster, I am not here for a drink, I am here to get this..." she glared at Harry "beastly child expelled from your school, Maintenant."
"Ah." Dumbledore looked pleasantly surprised, "and what are the charges brought against Mister Potter?" Madam Maxine looked momentarily stumped, "Err. Rape, trespassing, assault and... Attempted assault of a teacher." Dumbledore looked shocked and regarded harry with a cool gaze "I see." He paused looked at Harry, Gabrielle and Madam Maxine "I take it that Miss Delacour is the victim here?"
"Oui"
"I see, and Miss Delacour, Did Mr. Potter, uh, force himself upon you?"
"Non, absolument non."
"Did he assault you?"
"Non."
"I see, Madam Maxine, I apologize, but it would appear Mr. Potter is in the clear for the two major crimes, I assume the trespassing was on the Beauxbatons carriage, but what happened with the attempted assault of a teacher?" Madam Maxine paused, glowering at Harry. "I saw this boy in bed with one of my students, I roused them and he immediately drew his wand to attack me." McGonagall had stiffened at the sound that one of her students would be in bed with another person. "Did Potter use a spell on you?"
"No, but he would have if he had not recognised me."
"Wouldn't you though, draw your wand if you and your, ahem, companion were attacked whilst you were asleep?"Maxine blanched, "that is neither here nor there, is it headmaster"
"Perhaps Miss Delacour and Mr. Potter can explain what led to them sharing a bed last night, I'm sure there is a perfectly good explanation." Dumbledore looked at the two of them for a long minute from over his half-moon spectacles, Harry remained quiet and Dumbledore looked somewhat disappointed, "I see." He paused, looking at professor McGonagall, "Minerva, I believe it is up to you to dish out punishment, for trespassing, and being out after Curfew." Gabrielle suddenly turned on her sister and spoke very fast in French, Fleur said softly "non Gabrielle, c'est un mal idée." Dumbledore, however asked "what my dear, is telling me a bad idea?" Fleur flushed but reluctantly turned to Madam Maxine and began talking very quietly and very fast, Gabrielle gripped his hand to the point where it hurt. When Fleur finished talking, Maxine looked shocked, worried and excited.
She turned to Gabrielle and Harry, "Enfant, it is time to leave. Now, get out!" Harry wordlessly stood and helped Gabrielle up before he Fleur and Gabrielle left the office. Once the three of them were out of the castle they sat down on a mossy bench, in front of the lake, offering a great view of the forbidden forest and Hagrid's cabin, a plume of grey smoke rising from the single chimney. "Fleur, how did Gabrielle understand what Dumbledore was asking her?" harry had been wondering for quite a while.
"it is probably due to the fact that your being quite so close to one another for quite a while sped up the process, is 'sere any other changes?"
"Well, yes, my eyesight, it's well changed. I see better without glasses now..." Harry paused, unsure whether to go on, "and parts of me have, well, grown..." harry blushed, and Fleur after a brief pause blushed as well. She looked at him and said, "yes, probably the bond working, your vision will become 20:20, you will grow taller, stronger, and your mind will become keener, it varies how much, but it will happen, Gabrielle is not the only one who will experience changes." Gabrielle had been quiet for a while, but then spoke in very accented and slow English "'arry, 'ow is eet, 'zat you are being so, brave?" it was the first time she had spoken in English "je ne sais pas, mon Fleur, mais je pense que tu sont un grand aide" both Fleur and Gabrielle laughed at his atrocious French, and after a while Harry joined in. "Harry, you must understand something, It is Dumbledore who pushed for Veela to be restricted as dark creatures, and who banned Veela, human marriages in this country, he will be most displeased that his favourite little pupil is irrevocably bonded to one of the "creatures" that he despises"
"Dumbledore? Are you sure?"
"Oui, it was he who did his utmost to prevent us entering this country!"Harry was furious; it was he Dumbledore who had lectured him on equal rights, Dumbledore who had helped him free Dobby, in his second year! "I'm sorry, there will probably be tough times ahead, but I will stand by you both, to the end, and even Voldemort will not keep us apart!" Gabrielle beamed at him and he pulled her into his lap, stroking her hair and breathing in her glorious scent, roses and fresh rainfall, he inhaled deeply, closing his eyes, "je suis amoreux, Gabrielle" she turned and beamed at him, "I love you too, 'arry."
A.N: So for all of those who are knew to this story, I implore you to keep reading, Its not your typical Soul Bond fic. It has War, Armies, Politics, intrigue, assassination and (I think) some comedy, I have tried to make it interesting...
Please feel free to review, I do take your suggestions on board, and am eager to have participation from my readers! Thanks
John x
