I've adopted this story from myself. . . Talk about child neglect. Anyways, sorry for the inconvenience. Hope all my fans that didn't know about this story before, enjoy!
Everyone was waiting for Harry and Cedric to come back, one of them holding the cup, the other, losing a once in a lifetime shot. I already made a fool out of myself. I had to quit the Merpeople challenge, and I was attacked in this one. The only one that I won was the dragon'ss egg. At least I am alive, right?
There was a blue light, and Harry appeared over Cedric. Harry started to cry as the music played. Something wasn't right. I got up and looked closer, screaming in horror. Cedric Diggory was dead. I clamped a hand to my mouth and my sister, Gabrielle saw what I did.
"Fleur, vat is zee mater?" Madame Maxine asked.
I pointed and ran over to Harry's side. I sunk to my knees and brushed some hair out of Cedric's face. My tears were falling now. I felt myself be propelled from the ground. Madame Maxine had her wand pointed at me, and I walked over to her, dutifully. Viktor came over to me. I had a crush on Viktor Krum.
"Is 'ee dead?" He asked me. I nodded, holding a hand over my mouth. I was a beautiful crier, but I didn't like to cry in front of people. Veela's don't cry. They stay pretty.
Viktor did something I didn't expect. He wrapped his arms around me as I cried into his chest. I was crying into the greatest seeker the world has ever seen's chest. Harry was dragged away by Mad-Eye Moody, whom I had suspicions about. He didn't act like I thought he would. I heard Harry tell some of his friends that he performed the Unforgivable Curses in the middle of class. That was forbidden.
"Fleur, Viktor, please follow Hagrid to a place where we can ask you some questions," a catty looking person said.
"McGonnagall, what happened?" a friend of Harry's said. She had brown hair, and looked like an ordinary wizard to me.
"Cedric has just been murdered," the woman, whom I now knew was McGonnagall said. The girl gasped and looked at Harry and Cedric.
I followed a tall man, who introduced himself as Hagrid, to the headmaster's office. There were paintings that moved on the walls, a large desk, and a pensive filled with glass vials that held memories. I had one like that in my room; Grandmother had gotten it for me.
"Vat are ve doing 'ere again?" I asked.
"Dumbledore is going to ask you some questions about the maze, I reckon."
I stayed silent, not remembering the last time I smiled with me realizing it. I didn't really smile, I just talked with Aimee, Anastasie, Elisabeth, and Marie. I occasionally talked to my sister, but she hung out with her friends. I snapped back to reality when the door opened and Harry and Dumbledore entered. I noticed a bandage wrapped around Harry's forearm. I frowned and he subconsciously put it behind his back.
"Fleur, Viktor, I would like to ask something of each of you, privately. If Miss Delacour would please come with me?"
I nodded, and he led me out to the hall, just outside of the door. I could faintly hear Viktor and Harry talking about Quidittch.
"Miss Delacour, do you support the Dark Lord?"
I flinched, and was suprised. "Of course not, sir. I vould gladly kill 'im myself if it vere not 'arry's job."
He smiled, handing me a paper. "Do not look at it yet. I would like to know if you are accepting a position in the Order of the Phoenix? It is an organization that kills Death Eaters and is going to try to help Harry kill Voldemort. There was one, before Voldemort disappeared, but there was no need to continue. Now that he is back, of course, we would need to start it up again, but read the paper, right now, if you are willing to join."
I opened the paper fast, I wanted to get rid of him, for good. I knew he was back, because that was what Harry was whispering when I went by him.
There was some nonsense about The Order Of The Phoenix was in number 12 Grimmauld Place. I looked up.
"Zis is vat a secret keeper gives to someone." I stated.
He nodded. "If you are willing enough, I have a mission for you."
I nodded. "I am villing."
"There is a family in America that are vampires. They are my friends, but I have lost touch with them over the years. You are to go there and live with them for a while, see whose side they are on. Voldemort's or ours."
"So, you vant me to live viz zem?"
He nodded. "I don't want you to tell them that you are on a mission, and I will need to cast a spell on you so that their son can't read your mind."
I smiled. "I am a mastered Occulmentist."
"Yes, I know, but Edward can break past your Occulmens. You will need a spell."
I frowned. "As you vish."
"You will live with Sirius Black for a few days, to prepare you for Muggle life, and then you will be sent to Forks, Washington."
"Sir, you said zey vere vampires. Von't zey kill me?"
He chuckled. "No, they only drink animal blood, and you are aloud to use magic on them, so they shouldn't kill you."
"Vat of my studies?"
I was only in my sixth year at Beauxbatons, so I had the next year to complete as well, including this years exams.
"You will be self-taught this year, and Esme will help you."
Again, with the names. "Voo is Esme?"
"My friend, Carlisle's, wife."
"Oh, zat explains a lot."
He smiled. "Yes, well, you may tell Harry, but you musn't tell Mr. Krum until I notify him. Please go in, oh, wait."
I took a step forward, then stopped. "Yes, sir?"
"If anyone besides Harry, Minerva McGonnagall, or myself ask you about the Order, say you don't know what they are talking about. Your story to anyone in America is that your parents are missing and you were sent there as a safety procaution by me."
I nodded. That didn't seem to bad, considering the new today. "Do zey know of Cedric and you-zo-'oo?"
"That should be in the paper today, of course telling that Harry was lying, but you and I, along with the Cullen's, will know the truth."
I nodded and he guided me back into the office, calling Viktor out in my place. I sat next to Harry. I was puzzled about the Sirius Black character. Wasn't he supposed to he on the run from Azkaban, and not in some house, in the Order of all places.
"'arry, vhy do you trust Sirius Black if 'ee is to be on ze run from ze Ministry?"
Harry looked startled by my question. "What is at number twelve Grimmauld Place?"
I laughed. "Do you not trust me? Ze Order of ze Phoenix."
He smiled. "Sirius is my godfather and is completely innocent of all charges he was accused with. Peter Pettigrew betrayed my parents, but faked his death. He was there tonight."
I looked down. "Iz zat 'ow you got zat vound?"
He nodded. "The blood of the enemy, forcibly taken." He recited. It sounded like an ingredient in a spell. I shuddered.
"Iz zat vat 'ee said to you?"
He nodded. "About the Order, you are a member?"
"Yes, I 'ave my first mission in a few days. I 'ave to go to America and live viz a family of vampires."
Harry frowned. "How are you already getting missions?"
"I may be of age?" I suggested. Harry thought about this.
"That is it. You can't become an official member unless you are of age."
Dumbledore came in then, winking at Harry and I. Harry took this as some sort of sign, because he grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the office.
"Vere are ve going?" I whispered.
"To Gryffindor Common Room. Hermione is to help you on acting Muggle for a while, Ron will help you know some American terms, and I will cast the mind blocking spell."
I gulped and nodded. We reached a portrait on the seventh floor and he stated a password, too quiet for me to hear.
"Hermione, Ron, Fleur needs your help on something." Harry said to two people. One was the girl I noticed talking to McGonnagall.
"Bonjour." I said, a small smile on my lips.
"Hello. What is it that you need?" Hermione asked.
"She needs to learn to be Muggle, a few American phrases, and Ron is doing that last one." Harry said for me. I glared at him, and Hermione tugged at me.
She brought me to a dorm that had a red headed girl that looked like Ron, and a few more girls.
"Vere are ve?" I asked her.
"The girls dormitory. This is Ginny, she's a member, too. Ron's little sister."
"You are Fleur Delacour, the Beauxbatons champion!" Ginny exclaimed. I felt extremely uncomforable.
"Yes, I am. I assume you are the sister of Ron, voo shouted at me for a date to the Ball." I smiled. She blushed and nodded. "No matter, I zought it vas razzer amusing."
Ginny giggled a little and sat down on her bed. "What are we doing for her, 'Mione?"
Hermione sighed, sitting on her bed, signalling me to sit down on one that was empty. "She is going on a mission for the Order and I have to teach her to act Muggle."
I rolled my eyes. "All I 'ave to do is act like I don't know vat magic is. It can't be zat 'ard."
Hermione laughed. "I am Muggle-born and on my first summer back at home, I forgot what a television was and how to use a telephone."
"Vat are zose?"
"Exactly, a telephone is a listening device, like a patronus, but no magic is involved. You talk back and forth with people on it. You probably won't encounter one, but it is good to know what it is, Sirius will show you at Headquarters. A television is like a wizard photograph but it tells stories, not memories. There are may different channels and episodes. I am sure your mission assignment will show you."
I nodded. Lessons with Hermione were fun and informational. Ron taught me many things about Americans. I learned some phrases that his father taught him and when to use them. I wouldn't be using most of them, that was for sure. I was going to be talking French most of the time, as Harry said that Carlisle and Esme knew, along with the daughters. At least there will be someone to talk to. I headed back to the carriage and packed my things. I only had my blue travelling outfit and school uniform, which was the same thing, just one nice pair and a few extras. I packed my jumper that I wore to the Tournament, after washing it of course, and sealed it shut. I changed into my uniform, kissing my sister on the forehead, and heading back toward the Great Hall, where Harry was waiting for me to take to Dumbledore after McGonnagall had told us of the change of plans. I was to go straight to the Cullen's from the Headmaster's office.
"Let's go." Harry said, walking off in another direction. I followed behind him and we reached the limits of the wards on the castle. My white mahogany trunk was following dutifully behind.
"You are going to apparate with Dumbledore when he arrives." Harry told me.
"Vank you for your 'elp, 'arry." I said, kissing both of his cheeks. He blushed and looked at the sound of rustling in the trees. I saw Dumbledore emerge, brushing off his robes.
"Miss Delacour, you know that you are to make them think that your family is missing and I sent you there for your safety. If they ask, your family is captured by Voldemort and I don't think that Hogwart's is the safest place for you. If they ask who Voldemort is, tell them a dark wizard who has killed many people and is back, killing many more."
I nodded, repeating it all in my head. "Sir, shall ve go now?"
He nodded and walked toward me. Harry had headed back in. I grabbed his arm and my trunk, and he turned, sending us into crushing blackness. I opened my eyes a few seconds later to see a beautifully lit house in he middle of the forest. A brunette peaked out the window.
"Do zay know I'm coming?" I asked Dumbledore. He nodded.
The same brunette opened the door and walked out, "Albus! So good to see you! And this must be Fleur. Hello, dear, my name is Esme. I am terribly sorry for what has happened. Please come in! My family is so excited to meet you!"
I glanced at Dumbledore and walked in. All the men looked ugly, except for a burly one, that looked a little like Viktor. The burly man wasn't the same as Viktor, and not nearly as handsome.
"Bonjour, my name is Fleur." I noticed a human among them. "Vy is zere a Mug- I mean, 'uman 'ere?"
The girl gasped. "You know?"
I smiled. "I vas born to know."
A blonde smiled at my attitude. "My name is Rosalie," she said. "This is my husband, Emmett," she pointed at the burly man, "my sister Alice, and her husband, Jasper," pointing at a couple that looked like total opposites, "and my brother Edward and his girlfried Bella."I could tell by the way she said girlfriend that she didn't like the Muggle. "And you already know Carlisle and Esme, our parents."
"Yes, it iz very nice to meet you."
"So, Edward tells me you do magic? Can we see?" Alice said.
I hesitated, looking at Dumbledore. "Go ahead, I already told them you are studying here."
I nodded, pulling out my wand with my Grandmother's veela hair in it, and pointed at a vase that was almost empty.
"Aquamenti" The vase filled with water.
"That's all you can do?" Emmett asked.
"No, I could do many more zings, but most are forbidden."
He gulped and I smirked. Dumbledore cleared his throat. "I should be leaving now. Thank you, Carlisle, for taking her in on such short notice."
"It was no problem at all. Esme had so much fun building and decorating a new room for her."
Dumbledore chuckled. "Yes, well, thank you, and Fleur."
"Yez, sir?"
"Take care and don't get into any unnecessary danger. You know what I mean."
I nodded, noticing all of the stares I had on me. I was used to them, I was veela. We were stared at all the time for our powers.
He disapparated from right there and everyone stared at him in wonder.
Then Esme approached me. "Are you hungry or thirsty, dear?"
I shook my head. "No, zank you. I just ate before we left."
She nodded.
"Let me show you your room, and you have to tell me the truth on how you like it, I can't see your reaction."
"You can't either? I can't read her mind."
I was confused. "You can't see my reaction?"
"Oh, I can see the future, but I can't see you."
I shrugged. She walked me to a room at the back of the house. It was made of glass, but there were blue satin curtains that were the perriwinkle color of Beauxbatons. I laughed.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, no. It is perfect. Zee colors are ze same as my school. It is beautiful."
"And you have a full wardrobe. Shoes, shirts, pants, whatever you need, it is in there."
I shook my head. "No, I mean, I'm sorry, but I only wear my uniform or work out clothes."
She frowned. "That won't work. That uniform is so last season."
I gasped. I didn't really like her. "Zis uniform is perfect. Everyone in my school has zem, and zey are brand new and designed this year. Zey are not last season! I would know, I live in Pariz."
She looked taken aback, like she wasn't expecting my offense. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. You don't have to wear them, if you don't want." Her frown turned into a smile. "So, you like the room?"
It was hard comprehending all this Engish so I started to talk in French. "J'aime. Desole. Il est dur de comprendre tout ceta en anglais. Vous parlez francais, a droite?" (Love it. Sorry. I just can't comprehend all this English. You speak French, right?)
She nodded. "Oui. Je dois pour la semaine de la mode." (yes. I have to for Fashion week.)
I nodded. She left the room after a few minutes of silence. I didn't really like to talk to them, but I had to for a while, right? I magically bound my suitcase so that Alice wouldn't steal my clothes, and I knew she would try. If she did, she would get nasty blisters for a few hours. I switched clothes just before, and slipped into my bed, saying thank you to Esme, who passed by, asking if it was an okay room. I told her it was perfect. She beamed and left, turning off the light. I fell asleep, dreaming about the tournament and Cedric's dead body. I woke up, panting and breathing hard.
"Ce n'etait qu'un reve." (It was only a dream) I told myself. I saw a figure standing in front of my bed. I started to scream, but they put a hand on my mouth before I could even say a squeak. I thought I was going to die. It wouldn't be the first time I thought of that.
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-Nastya
