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Harry and Fleur locked eyes. They were 10 feet from the cup, they knew only one could get to it. A duel ensued. Harry threw curse after curse while Fleur blocked each one, as that was happening they both were inching forward to the Cup. When they were both a half a foot away, they jumped. They both grabbed the Cup at the same time. They were instantly transported to a graveyard. Now, Harry was in Ravenclaw for a reason, he was smart. He immediately knew it was a trap. Then Wormtail appeared. As soon as Fleur sensed the danger a white flash and a bang happened and Fleur and Harry were back at Hogwarts.
"What happened?" asked the confused black haired boy.
"Ve have bonded via my Veela Magic." answered the blond haired vela.
Then they both passed out.
"There must've been a mistake. Harry Potter can't have bonded with a….with a…Veela!" shouted the Scottish professor.
"I don't see a problem with it! Fleur saved his life and they are now bonded, you know as well as I do that that is a sacred bond, Minevra." squeaked the small professor, Harry's head of house, Professor Flitwick.
"Who cares if it is sacred? We must break it!" McGonagall shouted.
"And break it we will!" Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, shouted.
They will pay for that, Harry thought. What the hell was that? Where did that come from? Must be the bond, speaking I wonder how Fleur is.
Harry then used the bond to check on Fleur. She was still out cold and it seemed she will be for a few hours. Then Madam Pomfrey bustled in.
"Always getting yourself into trouble aren't you Mister Potter?" she said with a smirk. "At least you have yourself a nice girl now, hmm?"
"Yeah, at least huh? It seems that Fleur will be out for a few hours, can I go meet up with my friends then? Am I allowed to go?"
"Sure, go ahead, I believe Mr. Malfoy and Longbottom are right outside the doors."
And with that Harry jumped up, gave Fleur a kiss on her forehead and walked out of the infirmary. He didn't have to worry about finding his glasses anymore as last year he decided to splurge his money and become what he was supposed to be, a respectable wizard of House Potter. He got his eyes fixed by the goblins, for a price of course. He went with Draco to one of the best clothing places and got a whole new wardrobe consisting of silk robes, both casual and dress, and new muggle clothes, much to the distaste of Draco. He wanted to move in with Draco but he sensed Dumbledore would throw a fit so he moved in with his fellow Ravenclaw, Neville. Basically, his life is good.
"Hey mate, how you feeling? We were worried about you!" said one of his best friends, Draco.
"I'm fine, Drake. Really. The cup was a portkey."
"A portkey? To where?" asked his other friend, Neville.
"To the Hawaii, Fleur and I sat on the beach and drank fruity drinks. Where do you think? To Voldemort!" Harry replied sarcastically. "We were betting on this weren't we? Ever since I got entered, we knew it had something to do with Voldemort."
"Ah yes, my father says Voldy is not very happy at the moment. He apparently killed 2 of the lower death eaters and even crucioed Snape!" replied the blond haired boy.
"Serves him right! Snape is a greasy git!" Neville never really liked Snape, he was good at potions but was horrible when Snape was around.
"Enough of this talk, I'm tired, let's go sleep for a few hours." Draco suggested.
As Harry and Neville were both tired and it was 9 at night, they decided to take a nap, after all, they loved roaming around the castle at night.