I decided to write this in honor of Mother's Day, and because I love Fleur and Cedric as a couple. Here's the summery. Let's say… before the third task… Fleur's mother dies. Fleur's devastated. And to top it all off, her mother's funeral is on Mother's Day. Fleur confides in someone she trusts. By the way… I'm not very good with Fleur's accent so I'm just going to write it normally okay. Gosh. It is times like these I wonder how J.K Rowling does this kind of stuff… this is a two part story.

The Announcement

After the second task Fleur was determined to show her sister that she'd defend her no matter what happened. She felt extremely guilty that she was unable to save Gabrielle for such a stupid reason. She should have been able to save her! Damned Grindylows! Fleur took Gabrielle for a walk around the school.

"Fleur?" Gabrielle's tiny voice broke Fleur out of her daze.

"Oui?" Fleur responded.

"Aimez-vous toujours Cedric?" Gabrielle spoke in French considering she wasn't talking to anyone who was English.

Translation: Do you still love Cedric?

Fleur smiled. "Oui." She giggled slightly. The Hufflepuff seeker made her heart flip-flop even just at the mention of his name. They'd become close friend's since the tournament and Fleur and Cedric just grew even closer over time. Even though they had yet to kiss, Gabrielle had her fingers' crossed. This was the first guy Gabrielle knew that actually loved her sister. Usually the guys only went after Fleur for her looks. But Cedric loved Fleur for Fleur. Not any other reason.

Speaking of Cedric, he had just come out into the meadow that Fleur and Gabrielle were walking through.

"Fleur! Gabrielle!" He called, and began jogging toward the Delacour sisters. He was also the only guy who cared about Gabrielle like his own sister.

"Cedric!" Fleur exclaimed, obviously surprised to see him. She embraced him and held his hands. "What are you doing 'ere?"

"Looking for you two actually." Cedric looked down at Gabrielle and smiled. Gabrielle returned his smile and tried to understand what he a Fleur were talking about. Gabrielle was younger than Fleur and therefore didn't have enough time to learn a lot of English.

"Why? Is something wrong?" Fleur's face mirrored concern.

"Of course not! I just wanted to spend time with you two." Cedric smiled, that goofy smile that he was known for and Fleur smiled back.

"Erm…" Gabrielle wanted to leave the two alone. She knew when she wasn't wanted. They just wanted to make her feel better.

"What is eet, Gabrielle?" Fleur left Cedric for a minute, and bent down to her little sisters' size and waited for a response.

"Vous deux besoin pour être seul. Je ferai juste la feuille. Accord?" Gabrielle responded.

Translation: You two want to be alone. I'll just leave. Okay?

Fleur sighed. She wasn't going to let her sister feel like that. She hated it. Gabrielle was right. She and Cedric did want to be alone. But… she wasn't leaving her sister alone again. Well… she would eventually leave her alone… but for now she hated that her sister felt like she wasn't wanted. Cedric raised an eyebrow in confusion as to what Gabrielle had said. He really disliked it when he couldn't understand a thing Fleur or Gabrielle said. He felt a little left out.

"Non! Gabrielle! Séjour! Cedric et je veux que vous soyez resté!

Translation: No! Gabrielle! Stay! Cedric and I want you to stay!

Now Cedric heard his name and it bugged him more. They could be saying anything! But he kept his cool showing on the outside. He saw Gabrielle frown.

"Vous n'avez pas besoin d'être comme cela, Fleur. Vous deux besoin pour être seul. Ensemble. Je comprends. Ne pas se sentir mauvais de ce qu'est arrivé hier." Gabrielle patted her sister on the shoulder and turned to walk away.

Translation: You don't need to be like that, Fleur. You two want to be alone. Together. I understand. Don't feel bad about what happened yesterday.

Fleur frowned too. And stopped her sister with her voice.

"Je suis vraiment désolé, Gabrielle. Je vous aime et je vous ai échoué. Si.. Je suis désolé."

Translation: I really am sorry, Gabrielle. I love you and I failed you. So... I'm sorry.

Gabrielle turned around and smiled. "Vous avez vraiment une mauvaise habitude de pas lâcher le passé, Fleur." With that Gabrielle giggled and left her sister kneeling on the ground laughing.

"What just happened?" Cedric laughed slightly but then helped Fleur up and the laughter faded.

"Gabrielle said she knew we wanted to be alone so she wanted to leave. I begged her to stay because I felt bad about yesterday. She told me not to feel bad. I told her I was sorry. And then she told me I had a bad habit of not letting go of the past." Fleur summarized. Cedric laughed.

"You are such a good person. Your sister could've stayed if she wanted to…" Cedric began. But Fleur stopped him.

"Truth be told… I think she wanted to go get a nap or something." Fleur smirked. Which was unusual for her.

Cedric just chuckled and sat on a nearby bench, so did Fleur, and he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "But being alone isn't so bad…"

They each smiled once more. Fleur began to lean into Cedric and opened her mouth to speak but she couldn't find the words. They were only inches apart now and were about to kiss. When all of a sudden Gabrielle came after them, tears streaming down her now-red face. She was constantly sniffling.

"Fleur! Venir Rapide!" Gabrielle could only manage that. She sobbed and sank to the ground. Fleur jumped up (as did Cedric but not as literally) and ran over to her little sisters' side and hugged her.

"Gabrielle ! Qu'est-ce qu'il y a?" Fleur asked.

Translations (In order of when they were said): Fleur! Come Quickly!

Gabrielle! What is the matter?

"Vous avez besoin de m'être fourni avec et voit Maxime de Madame tout de suite!" Gabrielle exclaimed and grabbed her sister's wrist and dragged her away. Cedric just went after the Delacour's at a loss for words.

Translation: You need to come with me and see Madam Maxime at once!

"Fleur! What's going on?" Cedric asked, out of breath once they reached the Beauxbatons' carriage.

"I 'av no idea…" Fleur looked distressed as she and Cedric followed Gabrielle into the carriage.

Madam Maxime was sitting on a royal blue couch bawling her eyes out. Many Beauxbatons girls' surrounded their headmistress with tissues and forlorn looks. Gabrielle sat next to her and cried. Fleur and Cedric just stood at the door with unreadable looks. Madam Maxime was the first to notice the two of them. She gasped and began crying when Fleur asked her what happened.

"Quelqu'un pourrait la dit s'il vous plaît… Je me suis aussi usé à... parle…" Madam Maxime's voice cracked from her tears and constant sobbing.

Translation: Could somebody please tell her... I am too worn out to... speak...

A sixth year Beauxbatons girl, with raven black hair and dark brown eyes, approached Fleur. She glanced at Cedric. She spoke to him first.

"Etes-vous nouveau? Vous êtes très beau..." She purred like a cat and Cedric toke Fleur's hand as if to signal that he was already taken. He wasn't sure what she had said but he was sure it wasn't… polite…

Translation: Are you new? You are very handsome…

Fleur was fuming mad that this girl had the nerve to say something like that to her man! And when she was supposed to be telling her something of higher importance than a cute guy!

"Comment vous oser!" Fleur fumed. "Il est le mien! Et vous me mieux dit que l'enfer va sur! Autrement…"

Translation: How dare you! He is mine! And you'd better tell me what the hell is going on! Otherwise...

Madam Maxime raised her hand to silence everyone.

"Cecil just please tell her." Madam Maxime was the first to begin speaking English, and everyone else just followed suit.

The girl named Cecil frowned. She inhaled deeply and licked her lips. Fleur and Cedric were waiting impatiently, and Gabrielle just hid her red face into a royal blue pillow that matched the sofa.

"Fleur…" She exhaled the large breath that she had taken in.

"Oui." Fleur looked and sounded more patient now.

"Your…" Cecil paused and looked at her headmistress helplessly. "I just cannot do this!"

"Cecil… please…" Madam Maxime had a look of implore on her face.

"Your mother died, okay!" Cecil shouted randomly and than suck to the floor crying, her legs forming a 'W'. Cedric was the first to react. He hugged Fleur immediately and thought he could hide her from the pain. Fleur just couldn't believe it. She just stood in Cedric's arms, her mouth forming a little 'o'. Gabrielle's sobbing returned, as did Madam Maxime's. Fleur couldn't even feel. Not in the emotional way anyway. She could feel Cedric, but not the pain. She wondered why. Then it kicked in when Cedric said: "It's alright Fleur. I'm always going to be here for you."

Fleur didn't move away from Cedric. Pain came crashing in and it almost knocked her off her feet. She grabbed onto Cedric and cried like a wounded animal. The other Beauxbatons girls were crying to. Not as much of course. But there were quiet sobs amongst them. Fleur just cried very loudly into Cedric's shoulder. He stroked her hair and whispered comforting words, and hoped that he was helping. Then… almost as fast as the pain came, it stopped, and was replaced with curiosity and anger.

But she didn't let go of Cedric.

"Who did this?" Fleur made a pause between each word. Everyone in the small room instantly stopped shedding tears to look at an enraged Fleur. Even Gabrielle looked up from the pillow she had been crying into.

"Oh… sweetie… she died… naturally…" Madam Maxime walked over to Fleur who now stood next to her little sister, Cedric right behind them both.

"Gabrielle." Fleur suddenly realized and bent down to her baby sister's height. "…" Fleur, for the second time in her life, was at a loss for words.

A/N: So? How was it? The second chapter should already be up, though.