A/N okay so has anyone read my HM stories XD ive been busy and lost interest of all of them. Sooooo I decided to write a Harry Potter story. XD
FLEUR/HERMIONE!!!! FEMSLASH DON'T LIKE DON'T READ!!!!
Disclaimer. –enter witty comment here- lol don't own
Fleur Delacour is walking down the hallway of the Ministry of Magic; it has been five years since Dumbledore's fall, four and a half since He-who-must-not-be-named attacked, and seven since Fleur fell in love. She's going to see the person she fell in love with. Fleur reaches a door. Mrs. H. Weasley. She knocks on the door.
"Please enter." Comes a voice from inside. Fleur opens the door. The woman looks up. "May I ask who you are?" the woman asks politely. Of course she wouldn't know who I am, I can hardly recognize her. And I broke up with Bill a year after we got married.
Fleur laughs quietly.
"Who are you?" The woman asks pulling out her wand cautiously.
"Calm down 'Ermione." Fleur says in her thick French accent.
"Gabrielle? Oh my gosh, it's been a long time. How are you and Harry? You two need to come and visit more!" Hermione exclaims putting her wand away.
"Gabrielle? Non. Fleur. Oui. Salut 'Ermione." Fleur said with a smile. Her smile fades away when she sees the look on Hermione's face.
"Oh. Well, what do you want?" Hermione asks harshly.
"Ouch, 'Ermione. Why are 'ou so cold 'earted?" Fleur asks. Then she blurts out randomly- "Did 'ou know zat Profezzor Dumbly-dore waz homosexual?" Hermione looks at her incredulously.
"No…" Hermione says cautiously. "Is that all you are here for?"
Fleur's blue eyes widen.
"Non non! I 'ave come to ask for your 'elp 'Ermione. Gabrielle 'as been kidnapped." Fleur says sadly.
"Oh my gosh… wait, why hasn't Harry come to me yet then?" Hermione asks.
"'Arry iz in America for some rezon. 'E does not know. 'Ermione please 'elp me, I am worried for my sizzer." Fleur says. Hermione sighs.
"Where was she seen last?" Hermione asks, Fleur looks up and smiles thankfully.
"Zank 'ou 'Ermione!" Fleur hugs Hermione.
"Um you're welcome." Hermione says tensing up. Fleur immediately lets go.
"Zorry 'Ermione." Fleur says, a hint of a blush on her cheeks.
"It's okay Miss Delacour. Now answer my question."
"At ze Café La Delacour." Fleur says.
"Hmmm is that your parent's café?" Hermione asks.
"Non. It iz mine I created it and it 'as been thriving for zree yearz." Fleur says proudly.
"That's good. Do you want to take me there so I can see it? For Gabrielle." Hermione tells Fleur. Fleur nods and grabs onto Hermione's hand.
"'Ermione? Do 'ou mind if we zide aparate?" She asks.
"Sure." Hermione says and grabs onto Fleur's arm. Fleur tries to hide a smile.
With a pop, the two women end up in the kitchen of the shop. She steps out and looks around. She sees a beautiful coffee shop with flowers and other beautiful things. Hermione notes this is not a wizarding café.
"'Ermione?" Fleur asks. Hermione shakes her head.
"Sorry. Your Café is beautiful. I can't help but notice…" Hermione says trailing off.
"It iz okay. Zank 'ou. Oui it iz not in ze wizarding world, 'Ermione." Fleur says.
"Oh." Hermione says.
"Oui. I wanted to live in ze Muggle world not ze Wizarding world. I 'ardly use magic any more." Fleur explains and Hermione looks shocked.
"Back to the trying to find out who took Gabrielle. Tell me what happened."
"Well she was in zat table over zere," She points towards a booth near the back. "And I went to go get 'er a cappuccino, and when I came back out she was gone!" Fleur exclaims. A few bystanders look at her.
"Was anyone with her?" Hermione asks walking over to the booth.
"Non."
"Anyone mad at her?"
"Non. Not zat I know of."
"I was going to ask you if she just didn't disaparate. But this is a Muggle café so…" Hermione says trailing off. She looks at the table. Carved in it was, 'tell us what we want. Give you what you want' "Fleur." She says quietly.
"Oui?" Fleur says leaning over Hermione's shoulder and reading what it says. Fleur pales. "What does zat mean? It wasn't zere earlier…."
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"It means Gabrielle was kidnapped. And that they want information on something." Hermione says. "Can you close the store?" Fleur nods.
"Excusez-moi ! Madam Delacour ? Ma table a quelque chose là-dessus !" A woman says from a table near the front.
"Fleur are we in France?" Hermione asks.
"Oui. Now I 'ave to tend to Madam Trench." Fleur walks over to the table. Hermione follows.
"Bon jour Madam Trench." Fleur says with a smile. In her native tongue she asks her what is wrong.
"My table has writing on it. I cannot read it." Madam Trench says in French. Hermione gasps.
"Not now 'Ermione…" She trails off when she sees what it says. It says- 'Hermione and Fleur sitting in a tree, give me what I want and I won't hurt she.' Fleur turns toward Hermione. "What does zat mean?"
"It means we need to know who has done that. Or Gabrielle may die. Close the shop now Fleur." Hermione demands. Fleur turns around with a sigh.
"Everyone! I would like to inform you that the shop is closing early… do not worry about paying, it is very important." Fleur says in French. "I am very sorry."
"What'd you say?" Hermione asks.
"Nozing important." Fleur says. After all the customers leave she locks the doors.
"Okay." Hermione says looking at the other tables. "There's nothing else on the other table Fleur. Fleur?" Hermione turns around and looks at Fleur, she's looking behind Hermione. "What?" Hermione turns around. Written in red is 'Come to the tower tonight at 11. We will be waiting…'
"Ze tower?" Fleur finally asks.
"Eiffel Tower? Leaning Tower of Pisa?" Hermione asks.
"Non not ze Leaning Tower of Pisa. It iz in Italy. Do we try ze Eiffel Tower?" Fleur asks.
"Yes. But it is obviously a wizard, because those words were not there before…" Hermione says.
"It iz not ink…" Fleur says.
"What?"
"It iz blood…" Fleur's face is pale as bone.
"It's what?"
"'ou 'eard me."
"I did. I'm sorry. Blood. How do you know?" Hermione asks.
"I can smell it." Fleur says.
"You can smell… Never mind I do not want to know." Hermione says. "We need to get ready for tonight."
"Oui. Although I zink my customers zink 'ou are crazy for wearing your robes. Do 'ou mind changing into Muggle attire?" Fleur asks trying to lighten the situation.
"Yes I will be back." Hermione says before disaparating to her house in London.