HEY GUYS I'M WRITING ANOTHER IS A HARRY POTTER IS A FLEUR/HARRY STORY BECAUSE I LOVE THEM AND THEY MAKE A CUTE COUPLE.

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Here goes nothing

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Let me be your hero

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Fleur stepped out of the carriage on the grounds of Hogwarts with high spirits; she was finally going to prove the world that she was more than a pretty face. In her excitement she didn't notice the thin black haired boy who kept glancing her way. She entered the famous halls of Hogwarts. She did not know that a new chapter of her life has started that day...

Fleur placed her name in the burning goblet of fire with shaking hands, she was really scared but she had to do this for herself. She placed her ice queen mask on and sat down in the Ravenclaw table. Her classmates gave her the usual glares she received on daily basis. It seemed like her classmates have planed to eat all the French dishes just to annoy her, with a huff she stood up and looked in other tables for any French dish available, finally she spotted one and smiled in victory. She reached the table and took the dish but did not notice the soulful green eyes that held some unnatural fondness while looking at her retreating back...

Finally the Halloween night came and she got chosen as a champion, she couldn't believe her luck but then he came and destroyed her happy mood. He, harry potter, the boy who lived got into the completion illegally as the fourth champion while she herself had waited months for her chance. Fleur felt a burning hatred toward the boy from herself. How dare the little boy steal her chance? She like everyone else accused him of cheating; she did not notice the hope-filled eyes of the boy who stared at her for something, anything but only got hate in return. No one noticed the pain that reflected in his eyes.

She watched as the boy passed the halls and everyone including herself glared at him. She watched as the bushy haired girl and the red haired boy left his side. She watched him suffer everyday and her inside felt very happy by his suffering. She watched as the media ridiculed him and her insides felt giddy but the boy never shed a single tear in front of anyone. He continued alone.

First task came and she had to face a bloody dragon. She didn't know what to do, so she checked her competitors, she never saw the small smile the green eyed boy gave her. She finally got her egg and watched as the green eyed boy out flew the dragon, like everyone she was also shocked. She felt bad about her treatment towards the young man and tried to apologize but never found him around the castle.

Harry potter never came to the ball. She met Bill weasley at the ball and forgot about the green eyed boy. No one saw harry potter until the next task. Everyone laughed at the boy as the judges announced that he will have to rescue his owl, the boy didn't say anything. The task started but fleur failed to reach her sister. Hopelessly she cried in front of the lake but suddenly harry potter came out with her sister and his owl. he raced towards the nurse and fleur never got chance to say her thank you as the boy cried in front of his dead owl. It was the first time she saw him cry and she felt something inside of her, pity? Guilt, she never got the answer as bill raced towards her and she forgot all about the broken boy.

Ten days before the third task, fleur entered the great hall and immediately stopped on her way as she read the middle of the news paper

'French auror jean delacour killed by death eaters' she ran out of the hall but no one went after her except one green eyed boy, the boy sat beside her near the black lake but never said a word. She got some kind of peace by having him by her sides; she cried all day and then silently got up towards the carriage. She never looked behind or she would have heard the young man whisper

'I'll be your hero fleur, I'll protect you'

The day of the third task came; fleur was standing beside the other contestants, she never noticed the love in the eyes of the green eyed boy. suddenly bill came in front of her and pulled out a ring,' fleur will you marry me?' he asked. Without wasting a moment she said yes, she didn't t see he anguish which filled the young man beside her. she entered the maze with a happy smile when she suddenly got attacked by Krum, she thought that she was going to die but then her green eyed hero came and saved her, he never looked at her and ran away after saving her.

The wizarding world was in chaos as harry potter returned with a dead cedric and announced the return of voldemort, no one believed him nor did fleur. She never heard of harry potter again for one year, no one did. And she forgot about him as did everyone else.

Fleur was scared it was finally her wedding day, after being engaged for one year, she was finally going to get married, she finally will be Mrs. Weasley. She entered the hall and walked towards the waiting bill. Her steps faltered as she saw something but she never stopped. She said I do to bill and stepped towards the waiting portkey to take them towards their honeymoon location, this time her steps never faltered but something in her heart changed.

After one month fleur came back from her honeymoon. Brittan was in chaos, it seemed that after her wedding day voldemort attacked the British ministry and harry potter went alone to stop him and captured 12 death eaters while dueling voldemort in front of the minister himself. It seemed like he didn't want to live and went after a suicide mission.

Fleur joined the order of phoenix like her husband, it has been two years since anyone have seen harry potter, he never came to Hogwarts for his fifth year.

It was after two years when she saw harry potter the boy no the man again, he never looked at her and she felt something inside her break. He had come back to fight the last war against voldemort. She watched him play with his godson and suddenly her eyes filled a picture of a green eyed child with blond hair, she shook her head to get rid of the thought when the first explosion was heard. She watched as harry potter raced in front of them and asked voldemort for one last duel, everyone watched as they dueled and finally harry struck voldemort and the dead body of the dark lord fell and the death eaters started dying, it was over, he did it alone. Deep in her thoughts she never noticed the dark cutting curse heading her way from a dying death eater until someone jumped in front of her, everything suddenly became still as everyone stopped to notice who collided with the curse. A very stunned fleur watched as a bloody harry potter fell in her lap, the headmaster ran towards them as tears felled from the old mans eyes.' hang on harry we will get help' the crying man said.' no headmaster, it is time for my next great adventure, my work here is done now you have to let me go' the boy replied with a tired smile. Tears fell down from fleur's cheek as she only uttered one single word 'why'. With shallow breathing harry turned towards the crying veela.' I had one job left to do. I had to be your hero and now it is finished. goodbye fleur, make bill happy' finally he gave her a smile which he had given her years ago before a task, she watched in despair as his eyes lost the soul and a anguished no was screamed from the broken vela as she felt something inside her die.

The old mans eye didn't twinkle any more as he buried the dead harry potter beside his parents grave. He watched as the other people gathered around and silent tears rolled from his face. He remembered every pain he had given the boy, every pain he saw in the boy's eyes as he did nothing.

The potion master didn't feel like being there, he had failed lily again; he remembered everyday how he tortured the young soul who died for everyone. The dog and the wolf had nothing to say, they failed the boy again. For once the red haired boy didn't feel jealousy; instead he felt disgust in himself. Silent tears rolled from his face as he watched his first friend being buried. The bushy haired girl had been in shock ever since she watched her first friend die, she remembered how this very friend jumped in front of a troll to save her, she remembered how she left him alone to save all, and the spirit inside her died that day.

As everyone left the graveyard, only one figure was left standing behind. The broken form of fleur weasley stared at the grave as she remembered everything she had seen about the young soul. She remembered her younger self enter Hogwarts as she noticed the fond gaze of the young man, she had felt something stir inside her that day, she remembered all the fond gazes the young man had given her, she had noticed them all. her mind went back at the hopeful look he had given her during the champion choosing, she knew he didn't enter himself but she had only gave hate in return. She never missed the smile he had given her during the first task; the smile had given her hope that day to face the dragon. She had felt his anguish in the second task but never helped him to deal with it. During her father's death he had been there, she had heard him when he made the promise to protect her but she never turned around. She remembered the pain she had given him during the third task by accepting bill's offer; she had seen all but she never said anything, she knew he loved her but she never had the courage to speak.

She knew why he left magical world behind; he didn't want to see her with bill. She knew he was there in the wedding, she had felt his pain when she entered the hall. she had seen him being broken by the I do she had said but she never stopped, she had watched the anguish in his eyes as he watched her go with bill, now she knew why he went alone in the ministry, he wanted to die that day because of her. Not once did he blame her for his pain, although she knew she caused it. Meeting him after two years was good, she had felt the pain when he refused to look at her, she knew then that he knew he will die and he died in his pain. She had watched the love he held for her in his dying eyes, she had felt his relief when he was dying, she knew what he had thought, that she cannot give me any more pain. In her own hands, she had watched the man die who had loved her more than she deserved, who gave his life for her. She had nothing left, she lost everything. A single tear rolled from her hollow eyes, the green-eyed child will never be born. Harry potter will no longer love her.

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