Le Papillion

Disclaimer: If we owned Harry Potter, it would never have existed.

A/N: Written by Iruna and Erendis

Chapter 1: Mademoiselle

Harry was in for it. Neville had just been dumped by his girlfriend and Harry and Ron had been forced into making him feel better. That meant going to wizard bars. And this time he, Harry, had returned to his home late.

"Harry, where have you been? I was worried sick about you!" Ginny exclaimed.

"I was with Ron, helping Neville get over his break up," he answered.

"You've been going out a lot. You haven't been spending as much time with me. Are you cheating on me? Harry, please tell me the truth, please, tell me if you are cheating on me?"

"No, of course not. I would never cheat on you," Harry grabbed her by her waist.

"Harry, if you really mean that, then stay here tomorrow. Stay here and have dinner with your family. Ron can take care of Neville by himself."

"Alright I'll call him." Harry walked to the phone. "Hey, hi, Hermione, yeah it's me, Harry. Can I talk to Ron?

"Yeah, hey Ron, I can't make it tomorrow, what? You can't either? Hermione wants you too spend more time with her? Why do I keep repeating everything you say? I don't know. Well, what are we going to do about Neville?"

"Harry, tell him you can't make it," Ginny yelled from the kitchen.

"I'm trying," said Harry. He held the phone away from his ear and mouth. "But Ron can't make it either. Please, let's just eat together another day."

"Fine, but the day after tomorrow you have to spend time with me."

The next evening, Harry went with Neville to a wizard bar, but this time they were at a new one. It was a famous one with lots of women there. Harry had hoped that they would meet a nice and beautiful woman, there, that was single and would go out with Neville. Harry was married so he wasn't too worried about the fan girls that had started to leave his side as he got older.

And that's when he saw say her. She was the most beautiful and loveliest woman in the world he had ever seen. Harry couldn't believe when he saw the dark brown haired woman. She was tall, but still shorter than him. Her skin was perfect and unflawed. Her long brown hair bounced as she walked around looking for a seat. Her lips full with scarlet red lipstick. She was curved perfectly. Her black mine skirt and white blouse accentuating her model figure. Her emerald green eyes danced, while she looked around the room.

"May I sit here?" she asked Neville, in a French accent.

Harry, sitting beside Neville, saw the perfect chance to help Neville get the girl, so he instinctively stood up. "Y-you can take my seat!" he said loudly blushing slightly.

"You're so sweet," she smiled.

After that, all the men in the restaurant, married and unmarried stood up. "You can have my seat!" they all shouted, a blush on their faces.

"Aw, how cute, you're all so sweet," she smiled her perfect smile again.

"Miss, what's your name?" Neville asked bravely.

"Mademoiselle(1) Vanessa Valois(2). 32 years old, am visiting from the Continent(3) and sadly single."

"Ma…Mademoiselle Valois, a beautiful girl like you single?" he asked.

"My muggle boyfriend dumped me so he could concentrate on his career. Said I was too much of a distraction..."

There was a chorus of, "What kind of horrible person would dump someone as charming as you?"

She giggled. "You are all so sweet. My boyfriend was one of those really intelligent men. He went to M.I.T(4). Some big name muggle college."

A beautiful and YOUNG witch that's completely tolerant of muggles? I think I'm in love again, Harry thought. No, I'm married. I have three children. I couldn't possibly…

She turned to face Harry. "You're Monsieur(5) Potter, right?"

"Y-yes!" Harry looked at her and had to try his best to act calm. Is she flirting with me?

"They never mentioned that you were this handsome."

"Are you flirting with me?" The façade was up. I'm done for…

"That depends, is it working?"

He could feel the entire room glaring at him. "Y-yes,HaH" he stuttered. "But I'm married, so, it would never work out."

"That's right!" Neville stepped in. "He's been married to Ginny for almost 20 years! But I'm single. My girlfriend dumped me recently."

She ignored Neville. "I think we could make it work, but if you don't want to go behind your wife's back, then…" she said seductively to Harry.

Harry could feel her soft, sweet breath upon his skin.

"Harry would never do that! Right Harry? Harry? Answer me."

"I'll be going boys, maybe I'll see you tomorrow," she walked out the door, hair fluttering behind her. Her hips moved with the rhythm of her steps.

"She is HOT," every guy muttered, when she left. All the women just rolled their eyes.

Notes done by Erendis:

1. Mademoiselle- French for Miss

2. Valois- Is historically the name of a French dynasty that ruled France in the late Middle Ages and the Renaissance. One of the Kings of this dynasty was aided by the famous Saint Joan of Arc and another was wed to the Italian Catherine d' Medici. The son of the man who wed Catherine d' Medici was married to Mary, Queen of Scots. Our original character, Vanessa, has, like the majority of French people, the blood of this dynasty because of the monarchs' numerous bastards, but the last name is because we needed to find a French name for her.

3. Continent- Is the term used to describe the contiguous European countries.

4. M.I.T. - Massachusetts Institute of Technology is one of the best colleges of its kind, in the world

5. Monsieur- French for Mr.