Disclaimer: I own nothing, just love this pairing.
Hermione grabbed hold of the porkey, only ever having read about them she was excited to experience it first hand, but when she started spinning the brunette decided she didn't want to do it again. She felt as if a fish hook had been placed in her stomach at pulled her from the ground, this feeling wasn't explain well in books. After spinning for a while Hermione herd someone tell her to let go. The constant spinning was making her way to dizzy to think so the brunette didn't argue and just let go, she felt herself falling and coming back in tune with reality when she fell face first onto something hard.
Hermione was breathing heavy and had her eyes firmly shut, feeling a little nauseous. Hermione immediately became scared when suddenly the ground where she had landed moved ever so slightly and she felt two arms wrap around her. The brunette stopped breathing, thinking she had landed on one of the boys and was preparing herself for an awkward moment. Hesitantly Hermione opened her eyes, taking a deep breath as she did, but she was surprised to find herself looking into unfamiliar eyes.
The person's eyes were ice blue and Hermione felt as if they were looking straight through her. The piercing eyes belonged to a beautiful blonde woman who was starring at Hermione with the oddest expression, one between confusion and joy. The brunette starred back getting lost in the pools of ice. Somewhere in the distance Hermione could hear voices but she was so warm, comfortable and felt safe where she was that she chose to ignore the outside world and just daze into the deep depths of blue.
It wasn't until she felt another pair of hands grab her shoulders that Hermione remembered that there were other people and the outside world did exist. Hermione became angry as Harry pulled her off the beautiful woman. Ginny who was also helping her up was in fits of giggles.
"You were- just- just laying on top-of that girl,-starring" Ginny said laughing harder.
Hermione could feel herself getting angrier, this wasn't the time to be laughing. The brunette was blushing fiercely and could hear someone else laughing, so she spun around to give who ever was laughing a death glare, but Hermione didn't know who this young girl was. The girl looked exactly like the woman Hermione had fallen on but younger, she decided it was probably her younger sister.
This young girl was also in fits of giggles and her older sister was yelling something in French at her. The beautiful woman sounded as angry as Hermione felt and looked just as embarrassed. The older blonde girl turned to look at Hermione and once more their eyes met causing them both to quickly look away.
"Ahem" Mr Weasley coughed. "How about we head over to our tent? "
A still laughing Ginny grabbed Hermione and started to pull her away. Once they had reached the tent Hermione was bombarded by questions.
"Who was she?"
"Why didn't you get up?"
"Do you know her?"
The brunette was speechless, she didn't have answers to any of their questions, and she really didn't know what happened to her.
"She was beautiful thought" Ron mumbled, starring off into space.
Hermione sighed and walked off into her and Ginny's room ignoring all the confused and or worried looks. All the young witch wanted to do was be alone with her thoughts.
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(Fleur's side)
Fleur didn't really wish to attend the quidditch world cup, as she didn't really enjoy the sport, but since her whole family was going the young blonde was forced to attend. Fleur's father was a much respected and highly thought of man in the wizardding world and had told his daughter that they all must attend the match as a family. Fleur knew better than to argue with her father and she loved the man a great deal so gave in to keep the peace.
Fleur and her family arrived at the cup via porkey. There were other witches and wizards appearing all over the designated grassed area. The blonde wished the ministry was more organised and had assigned other places for the crowds to arrive as this particular section was rather crowded. The sight of witches and wizards landing on their faces, bums and other people amused Fleur and total absorbed her thoughts that she wasn't paying attention to where she was going and was hit by someone who had knocked her over and had landed on top on the blonde witch.
Fleur's immediate reaction was annoyance. The blonde was furious and was about to give this person a piece of her mind, but when she saw who had landed on her the annoyance and anger disappeared immediately. On top of her was a beautiful brunette. The young girls eyes were scrunched shut and she seemed to be a little panicked. The brunette was so cute and vulnerable that Fleur rapped her arms around the young witch to try calming her down and letting her know she was safe. As soon as the blonde's arms were around the girl, the brunette's eyes cautiously opened to stare at the older girl.
When Fleur's eyes met the brunettes brown ones the blonde was flooded with emotions. She felt warm and safe, complete happiness filled her body. Fleur also felt very protective of her new fascination, she wanted to make sure no one ever hurt the brunette, Fleur wanted to hold the young girl forever.
The blonde had total forgotten that they were in the middle of a field where hundreds of witches and wizards were arriving around them. It wasn't until the girl on top of her was being pulled off her did she snap back into reality. Fleur looked at the raven haired boy helping the young witch up, the blonde glared at him with her cold ice blue eyes. How dare he touch her girl. Fleur could feel the veela inside of her wanting to rip his body into shreds. The angry veela felt herself getting ready to pounce when her view was blocked by none other than her younger sister Gabriella, who was beside herself laughing. Fleur got up off the ground and pulled Gabby to the side.
"What is so funny?" Fleur hissed
"You should-have se seen- your face" Gabriella managed through her laughter. "You had a ridiculous puppy dog look and you were practically drooling over that girl"
Gabby's comments only angered the veela more. Fleur went on to start cursing at her sister only making the younger veela laugh harder. Fleur sighed and looked over her shoulder to take another look at the brunette but regretted it as the young witch also looked back, Both girls quickly turned away blushing. Fleur swiftly left not wanting another awkward moment.
When Fleur finally reached her tent Gabby went straight over to tell their parents what had happened. The older girl was extremely embarrassed and didn't want to talk about the incident to her parents, but of course her mother wanted to know everything. Fleur sighed and began to retell the earlier events. The blonde tried to explain her feelings but was lost for words as she didn't quite understand them. Her mother could see this and placed a hand on her daughters shoulder.
"Fleur I think it's time I explain more about our veela heritage, but later as now we need to attend the match."
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After a few hours the brunette had dozed off and was having pleasant dreams of her mystery goddess, but once again she was brought back to reality by Harry waking Hermione and telling her it was time to attend the match. Grumpily she rolled out of bed and glared at the raven haired boy. Harry started shifting under the death glare.
"You ok Mione? You seem a bit…well off" Harry quietly mumbled
"I am fine just hit my head when I landed, slight headache" Hermione said forcefully.
Harry just nodded knowing it was something else but also knowing Hermione he didn't want to push it.
While they were all walking to the game Hermione caught sight of her beautiful blonde. Her heart rate sped up, her breathing quickened and all she wanted to do was jump at the girl, but by the time her mind comprehended seeing the girl and trying to tell her body to move, the goddess had disappeared. Hermione let out a sigh and started to ascend the thousands of steps awaiting her.
