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Chapter 2

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Harry couldn't believe that he was enjoying himself right now. Integra turned out to be a pleasant company.

After their dance, they both returned to her table and just had a chit chat. It was a conversation on nothing important in particular, but Harry still enjoyed it nonetheless. From their casual interaction and conversation, Harry learned that Integra was an intelligent woman. She had her own views on politics and even voiced out her concern on certain things that had been happening in England, both in mundane life and wizarding world.

There was something in her eyes that didn't sit well with him. He recognized that look for one too many times in his own green one. The eyes of someone that had seen too much. Too much tragedy, too much heartbreak, too much losses and too much of everything. How could someone so young like her had eyes that looked so old, like a child who was forced to grow up before their time.

They spent much time talking but not even once did she talk about her life. Harry could relate to that, because he hated talking about himself sometimes because everybody assumed they knew him through his reputation but they certainly didn't know a thing about the real him.

Harry really was curious about her. He wanted to know more about her.

"Integra," he heard a feminine voice called her name. They both whipped their heads towards the source and were surprised to see the Queen herself was walking towards them with her bodyguards in tow.

Both Harry and Integra stood up from their seat and greeted the Queen.

"I see that you're making some effort to socialize Integra," Harry heard the Queen addressed her. Harry was certain that the Queen sported an approval look on her face. This only made Harry more curious about Integra. It seemed that Her Majesty was quite fond of her and she even called her using her first name.

"Good job, Mr. Potter. It seems like you somehow manage to keep her interested in a conversation for more than five minutes," she said turning to him.

Harry smiled charmingly at the Queen and from the corner of his eyes, he saw Integra with a blush dusting on her cheeks. "It's nothing Your Majesty, I found her company to be pleasant," he said.

The Queen nodded with approval. "That's good to hear. But I'm afraid I have to steal her for now," she said.

"I understand," he replied politely.

"Come Integra," the Queen ordered. "There's something I need to talk to you about," she said as she walked away from him. Integra threw him a quick look with an apologetic smile on her face before she quickly followed the Queen, walking beside her with a confident step.

Harry sighed. He didn't even get her last name. He hoped she would come to see him to say goodbye before they went home after this ball.

"Harry," he heard Hermione calling his name. He turned to look behind him and saw the couple walking towards him.

"What's up?" He said, quite relieved to see his friends again, feeling lonely all of a sudden. But he was not sure if he liked the smirk or the knowing look on their faces as they stopped in front of him.

"So who's the beautiful girl you were talking to before?" Hermione asked excitedly. "I saw you walked up to her earlier and asked her for a dance. And imagine my surprise when you stay glued to her to start a conversation later." By now, she was looking like a kid with sugar rush and Harry groaned in annoyance. An overly excited Hermione was never good to face, especially when she was trying to prove something.

"Her name is Integra, "Harry said.

"Just Integra?" Ron inquired.

"Well, I didn't get her last name," he said with a shrug.

Ron chuckled in glee. "Mate, you are so whipped."

"What? I did not!" He denied looking at Ron incredulously. "We've only just met and I happen to like her company, that's all," Harry said.

"Why are you so defensive? I'm only joking earlier," Ron teased him with a laugh.

Harry glared daggers at the red head. If only look could kill, Ron was certainly dead now.

"Oh stop it Ron!" Hermione scolded her husband although she had an amused look on her face.

Great! Harry mentally said. These two would surely teamed up against him with this topic.

"Okay, okay," Ron ceased his laughter when he saw the dangerous look Harry sent towards him. "Well, if you'd like to know, we've stealthily extract some information regarding Sir Hellsing from one of the guest earlier," Ron informed him.

"Oh?" Harry raised an eyebrow, interested to hear more about this. At least these two's attention were diverted from Integra. Or so he thought.

"Yes," Hermione nodded. "Apparently, Sir Hellsing is the Director of the Hellsing Organization, a military organization that deals with anything that poses a threat to the crown and country. They respond and act under the direct order of the Queen herself," Hermione whispered conspiratorially.

"You can imagine what kind of job they do," Ron said looking uncomfortable with the fact.

"The search and destroy kind," Harry said in understanding while Hermione nodded.

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The three friends stood amongst all of the other attendees in the grand ballroom, paying attention as the Queen gave some speech about how important every person standing in the room was, about how they in a way or so had contributed or sacrificed for the country. It was the same old speech that Harry had heard for the last three years. He could even recite every word that was being spoken of.

However this year, there was some extra content in the Queen's speech.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight I want to introduce Sir Hellsing who finally able to attend our little gathering," the Queen spoke. "Some of you may already know Sir Hellsing especially the Knights, but I'm sure there are others among us who hasn't had the chance to meet our youngest Knight."

Harry unconsciously nodded when he heard that.

"Sir Hellsing if you please step up," the Queen ordered.

"Finally we get to put a face to the name," Ron who stood beside him mumbled in his direction.

"Yeah," Harry drawled. He watched on in interest waiting for Sir Hellsing to stand before them.

But when the object of everyone's interest step forward and faced them all, Harry heard some gasp and whisper started among the crowd. His own eyes widened when he noticed who was facing them all beside the Queen.

"Integra?" He muttered in disbelieve. Beside him, he could hear Hermione gasped in shock.

"Harry. Is she Sir Hellsing?" Hermione demanded.

"Wait a second," Ron said. "Sir Hellsing is a girl?" He blurted out, catching the attention of the graying man in an expensive suit in front of them.

"I can understand your feeling young man," he said with a similar shocked look on his face. "I also thought that Sir Hellsing is a man. To think that a little girl rule that prestigious Hellsing organization," he added with a shake of his head before he turned back to look forward.

"Harry?" Hermione inquired.

Harry was lost for he too was shock at the development. "I don't know," he said quietly watching the girl he danced with earlier. Gone was the sweet smile she had when she danced with him, instead she bore a cold mask on her face, standing there with the air of icy superiority waving off from her. It made him suppressed a shiver seeing her so emotionless like that.

"It's nice to finally meet everyone here. I'm Sir Integra Hellsing. I will do my best to keep the country safe from any threat or danger," she said briefly with a serious expression.

"That's what expected coming from Sir Hellsing," the Queen commented with an amuse expression. "Now let's continue our celebration."

Harry saw both of them stepped down from the podium to join the rest of them on the floor.

"You sure know how to pick them Harry," Ron stated with a teasing grin on his face.

Harry scoffed at what his best friend was insinuating. "Ronald, I don't know how many times I should tell you that there's nothing between Integra and I," he said.

"We'll see," Ron said, not giving up.

"I swear the two of you look so good together," Hermione threw in her own dice.

"Hermione," Harry warned with an annoyed expression.

"Alright, alright. I'll back off," Hermione said. "For now," she added much to his dismay.

Seriously, didn't they have something better to do than trying to hook him up with a girl? This was not the first time that they brought out this matter, and look who the girl in question was this time. The Sir Integra Hellsing. A knight nonetheless.

He looked longingly towards her direction who was busy conversing with Sir Island and Sir Penwood. He wished she was just an ordinary girl. It would be easier to approach her, to become her friend.

Harry let out a heavy sigh. "She's one of the Knight of the Round Table, Hermione," he was shocked when he heard his own voice uttering that. He didn't mean to say it out loud. And he was particularly surprised to hear the disappointment in his own voice.

Harry saw the knowing and victorious look on his two best friend's faces. Alright she and Ron were right somehow with their assumption. He did like Integra, he liked her company. But that didn't mean that they loved each other. They were not even friends in the first place. And knowing who she really was kind of made him feel intimidated for a bit.

"So what?" Ron stated instead.

Harry was startled at that. He was shocked to hear the venom in Ron's voice. He looked hard at Ron and he saw his friend sported a stern and accusing look on his face.

Ron could act like an immature boy sometimes, but it was times like this, among other times, that Harry was grateful to have him as a friend. Really, Ron could knock some sense into his thick skull without even saying anything. He was blunt bordering with no tact sometime, but he was honest in his act and opinion.

Harry let out a small smile grazed his lips. He understood what Ron was accusing him for right at this moment. A coward. "I get it Ron," he said quietly. "I don't know why I'm feeling so insecure for a moment there. I get my sense back now," he mumbled scratching the back of his head out of pure habit when he was nervous or embarrassed.

"Well, you better be," Ron growled dangerously. "I don't want to deal with a brooding Harry ever again," he said suppressing a shiver, looking lost in his memory.

"I don't brood," Harry exclaimed, quite insulted at the accusation thrown at him.

"Yeah right," Ron sneered at him.

"Okay, stop it you two," Hermione quickly interjected stopping them both with their childish behavior. Yeah, they both could still behave like a five year old sometimes despite their age.

He saw Hermione turned her attention to him with determination. "Harry, who cares if she is one the Knights of the Round Table. She's still a human being," she said gently. "You're also a great person, you're the savior of the wizarding world, the defeater of Voldemort."

"Yeah, you're Harry Potter," Ron added as if that point alone should have made him unafraid of anything.

"I see the way you dance and talk to her Harry. I can see that you're happy," Hermione told him. "It's not that I want you to ask her to be your girlfriend or anything. Just be friends or something. You need someone who is able to make you smile and have a good fun like she did tonight," she said pointedly.

"Hermione's right mate. I haven't seen you act so freely like you did tonight since forever," Ron uttered. "Don't you feel good yourself when you're with her?"

Harry was silent without any answer but his mind was surely busy trying to analyze what he was feeling, trying to make sense of everything.

Did he feel good when he was with her?

He felt more than good when they were together. It was only a short time, but Integra Hellsing made him feel more alive than he could ever be.

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"You're not leaving without saying goodbye aren't you?"

The voice stopped Integra right on her track towards the double door of the grand ballroom. She turned around to see the handsome young man she was dancing with earlier standing behind her with his hands stuck in his pants' pocket. He had a grin on his face and his eyes glinting with mischief.

"Harry," she breathed out his name. "I did try to find you earlier to say goodbye but I couldn't find you," she explained fidgeting a little on her feet. She was disappointed when she couldn't find him earlier for she really wanted to bid him goodbye. She didn't want him to think her as a rude person for leaving just like that after what had transpired between them tonight. "I thought you had already left," she added.

Harry Potter really left an impression on her. A good impression. She enjoyed his company and she felt like she could talk to him about anything. She felt like she could act like herself with him, without feeling like she was being scrutinized.

"It must be when I went to the balcony for a little breather then," he said closing the distance between them.

"I see," she nodded in understanding.

"Listen," he said before a pause. Integra could see that he was nervous like he was unsure of what to say and whether or not he should say it. "Do you mind if I introduce you to my friends?" He finished.

Integra was a little startled. She stared at the man standing in front of her with a calculative glance. She didn't expect that to come out of his mouth. He was fidgeting a little and looked rather uncomfortable with a light blush on his face but she could feel the sincerity coming from him. He was genuine with his intention.

"Yes I guess," she answered albeit a little unsure herself. "I mean, I would love to meet your friends," she said with a small smile.

"Great," Harry said enthusiastically with a blinding smile that lit up his whole face.

Integra inwardly smile in amusement. He just reminded her of happy children knocking on doors during Halloween, going for trick or treat with their friends grinning excitedly when they were given sweets. She saw him waving towards a man and a woman their age and they walked towards them hand in hand. Integra quickly deduced them to be a couple, and she had a good guess on who these two were. They must be his best friends, the one who stood by him during the war.

"Integra, these are my friends Ronald Weasley and his wife Hermione Granger-Weasley," Harry introduced once the couple stopped short in front of them. "Ron and Hermione, this is Sir Integra Hellsing."

"Hello Sir Hellsing, nice to meet you," the woman, Hermione greeted her with a smile as she held out a hand.

"Nice to meet you too Mrs Weasley. And just call me Integra," she replied, shaking her hand with a genuine smile on her face.

"Then you have to call me Hermione," she said in return.

"Alright then Hermione."

"And you can call me Ron by the way. Happy to meet you," the red haired man interjected.

"Happy to meet you too Ron," Integra said shaking his hand as well. "I guess that the three of you have a good time at the ball?"

"Well it's not entirely boring and the food is okay," Ron said enthusiastically earning a hard slap to his arm from his wife. "Ouch, Hermione," he whined looking at his wife with a pout.

"Oh hush you big baby," Hermione said before she turned to Integra. "It's typical of Ron, he always thought of food," she said in a matter of fact voice.

"Hey that's not true," Ron exclaimed while Integra could hear Harry let out an amused chuckle at his friend's misery.

"This ball is quite fascinating really, we meet new people and we meet you today," Hermione said with a smile ignoring his sulking husband beside her.

Integra gave a small laugh. Integra could tell that Harry was surrounded by lively and interesting people. "I guess you're right," Integra commented. "I never bothered to come to this ball before but now I'm glad that I've come. I meet three interesting people today," she said meaningfully.

Integra saw Hermione was practically beaming when she said that. "I'm glad that you like us as much as we like you," Hermione said. "Our friend here has taken quite a liking towards you. So I hope to see more of you in the future," Hermione said eagerly.

"Ron and I are going to see someone over there for now. We'll leave you two to catch up. Bye Integra, See you soon," she said with a sugary sweet smile before she grabbed Ron's arm and steer him away from where Harry and her were standing.

Talk about a speedy exit. Integra didn't know what the hell that was about. She was a little confused with that but she kept her silence on the matter. "Sure," she replied although those two were long gone. She turned to Harry instead and saw the annoyed look on his face as his eyes trailed after his two best friends. The annoyed look however disappeared when his eyes landed on her.

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Harry watched his friends retreating back until they disappeared from his sight. At least Hermione had the decency to leave Integra and him alone after she saw the murderous glare he sent her way. Trust Hermione to take a less subtle approach to try and set him up with Integra. His face was red with embarrassment at what Hermione had been insinuating. He was lucky that Integra was confused and didn't catch up on the whole thing.

"Nice friends you have there," she said as soon as their eyes met.

"Yeah," Harry drawled. "They can be handful sometimes," he added with a smile.

Integra chuckled at that. "I get what you mean," she uttered with a shrug.

Harry nodded absentmindedly and both of them were quiet for some times. Harry could see that Integra was uncomfortable with the pregnant silence between them and Harry himself was having a mental battle over how to ask her for a date in the future. There were so many things playing in his mind at the moment. What if she declined? What if she was repulsed at the idea of meeting him even if it was only for a casual date? What if she didn't like him?

There were so many what ifs he could think of. He mentally sighed. To hell with all that, he thought silently. If she rejected the idea, there was nothing he could do. It was not like it was going to be the end of his life, so he decided to man up and just ask her the question.

"Say Integra," he started looking her confidently in the eyes.

"Yes?" She inquired.

"Do you want to meet up and go for coffee some day? As friends?" He asked in what he hoped to be in a casual way. He hoped she didn't detect the slight tremors in his voice.

Harry saw her eyes widened at the question. The silence stretch between them and Harry thought he was going to get rejected for sure but then, her eyes softened and she gave him a small smile.

"I would love to," she replied.

Harry was happy to hear that. He was sure he was grinning like an idiot right now. "Great," he said. He watched as Integra fumbled with her clutch before she produced a card from it.

"Here," she said as she handed him the card with her contact information printed on it. "Just give me a call and let me know the date."

Harry took the offered card with a smile. "Sure, I will call you soon," he replied.

Integra nodded at him. "I need to go Harry, my driver is waiting for me," she said and his mile vanished at that. He hoped he get to spend more time with her.

"I understand," he uttered with a nod. "I'll accompany you outside," he said.

"Sure," Integra said as they walked away from the room.

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"Aww… They are just too adorable," Ron cooed from where he and Hermione was standing behind a pillar, spying in interest on the way Harry interacted with Integra.

"You're right," Hermione agreed. "Just look at the smile on his face," she commented feeling giddy at the new development, barely suppressing her happiness for her best friend.

"They look good together," Ron said. "I hope he asks her out."

"Of course he will. I'm sure these two would end up being together. At least I know Harry likes her and it's hard to see him taking interest in a woman like this before. I'm sure he will ask her out," Hermione stated sagely.

Ron nodded at his wife deduction. "I'm sure Integra likes him too," he commented as he watched Harry and Integra walked out of the room. A smirk lit up on his face as he thought of something. "This is going to be so much better than those dramas on TV," he said with glee.

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Harry and Integra walked in complete silence towards her car. Her driver was already waiting to open the door for his mistress but Integra told him to wait inside instead.

"Thank you for today Harry, I enjoy your company," she said.

"I'm the one who should thank you. You're a great dancer and a pleasant company yourself," Harry complimented with a cheeky grin. Look at him now, with his confidence back, he was flirting shamelessly with the heir of Hellsing.

He saw her smile at that. "Goodbye Harry," Integra said.

"Bye for now Integra," Harry replied back as he opened the door for her. Integra thanked him and stepped inside before Harry closed the door after her.

He watched as the car drove away from there with a smile still etched onto his face.

"Things are going to get interesting," he whispered slowly.

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To be continued

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