Her's and Her's Alone

I was definitely not expecting such a demand for an update. This wasn't as popular when it was just starting out as it is now. I didn't think it was that good. Please review so I can know if stuff it shit or not.

Also to 'Mr. T' I would love for you to beta this I'm not sure how the beta's work because I am relatively new to this site. Just tell me how to do it and we'll set it up. K? Cool.

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" Watching, Waiting "

-STORY START-

6 Years Later

Beauxbaton's Carriage to Hogwarts

Fleur had endured a lot over the years, and no it wasn't the constant leers from the male populous of her school, it also wasn't being the subject of awful rumors from the female populous of her school either, it was the constant suffering she felt from her mate.

She had broke down numerous times over the years. Her second year, when her mate was 9 and contemplating suicide she hadn't come out of her room till he stopped, she was going to do it if he did. Her third year, when he had his arm burnt down to the bone, only for it to grow back with his magic, she had run to her room so she wouldn't hurt someone because of her flames. Her fourth year, she hadn't broken down out of sadness, but of joy because her mate had felt hope and happiness, she felt his joy from his first flight and joining the Quidditch team, she thought things would finally get better, then she felt his unadulterated terror at the end of it, he almost died again. Her fifth year, she had felt his annoyance and promised to end this 'lockhart' fraud, if she ever found him, she felt his feeling of betrayal and how he was an outcast, and she also almost killed herself again when her mate almost died yet again. Her sixth year, last year, she felt his run in with dementors and heard the accursed laughter, she felt his betrayal at the hands of a friend of his, she cursed his betrayer, but knew it would be best because in the end he only needed her, she felt his shock and had promised to kill this 'wormtail' and clear Sirius Black's name, as it would make her mate happy. This year she felt his terror in the summer and knew he was at the Quidditch cup.

She had also stacked up quite the kill list: Draco Malfoy, Professor Snape, Dumbledore, Petunia Dursley, Vernon Dursley, Dudley Dursley, Professor Trelawny, Ronald Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Pansy Parkinson, Greg Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Peter Pettigrew,and the list goes on. Dumbledore would be the hardest to kill, but he deserved it the most. She had alsoo found out the most important thing, her mates name, Harry Potter. He was a shy,self-doubting, adorable, Ravenclaw, who's only friends were Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, and Cedric Diggory. He was bullied constantly by Draco Malfoy and Ronald Weasley. He was flirted with by Ginny Weasley, and a lot of other girls, even if he didn't realize it, and those bitches would die!

Now she was on the carriage to Hogwarts for the TriWizard. She would use this tournament to not only get close to her mate, but to show him what a good mate she could be, after all he should be attracted to her power. She was also going to have to prepare herself, after all she couldn't hug, glomp, kiss, snuggle, have sex with, marry, tie up, and every thing else she wanted to do to him, that could wait for later in the year. She quickly wiped the nosebleed that had formed from thinking about her small, helpless, adorable mate tied up, blushing, and asking her for more. Dammit, she did it again!

Later at Hogwarts

They had arrived to see a crowd of students awaiting them. When she looked at the crowd she barley held herself back when she saw those unique eyes staring at her. She just cooled her features into her mask of an ice queen, secretly keeping her eyes on the black haired boy she desired so much.

Later at The Feast

Fleur couldn't hold herself back. She stared at Harry's back throughout the feast. She had to talk to him, at least once. She saw her favorite dish near him and knew fate had been smiling down upon her. She got up and went over to him, ignoring the male eyes following her every move.

" Exscuse me are you done with the bouillabaisse?" she asked her mate. Inwardly panting heavily from his scent. He turned to her and looked cutely, to her, surprised that someone was talking to him, she could also feel his nervousness from their bond.

"E-ehh! S-sure, h-here you go." he had told her handing the soup to her. She grabbed it, intentionally, holding his hand, causing her to nearly grab him and make him her's, officially, he was already her's, just he and nobody else knew it yet. Then her imagination kicked in.

Fleur's Imagination Start

"Y-you can have me, a-anyway you w-want love." Her mate bashfully told her at her blushing while tied up to her bed.

" Don't 'ind if I do" She growled at him. She grabbed his shoulders and forced her tongue down his throat. When they needed air, she pulled back and her hand made his way to his pants. Slowly slipping them off. She then proceed to-

Fleur Imagination End

"E-excuse me? M-miss can you let go of my hand?" The subject of her fantasy awoke her, not really use to this kind of contact. She realized three things 1 she was thankful for bushy long skirts, 2 she was drooling, and 3 her allure was on full-blast, making even Dumbledore eye her. She shut off her allure and went back to her seat after thanking her Harry.

Later That Night

Draco Malfoy and his henchmen, Vincent Crabbe and Greg Goyle were drinking some fire whiskey they had swiped from an older student. They were suddenly approached by a very beautiful lady with silvery blonde hair. She asked them to follow her and like the 'gentlemen' they were they followed. She led them to the lake.

The women suddenly turned and smirked, took Greg's wand right out of his hand, and quickly stunned the three. She then froze all of Crabbe's fingers and stomped on them, shattering them. She then took out a knife and cut off his eyelids.

"Your going to want to see this, so don't blink hahahahahaha!" She cackled, before she casted "CRUCIO!"

She then moved to Goyle and casted Ossis Effergo on each of his limbs, slowly breaking each of them. She then took out a knife and cut the skin off his face and back, then kicked him to the ground. The woman then spit on him.

She saved the worst for Malfoy. She transfigured her knife into a hammer and slammed it on to his groin crushing it. She then smashed his teeth in, before slashing his eye's out and breaking his hands. Her hand caught on fire and she set Malfoy's hair in flames, slowly burning him to death. To be sure, she casted Avada Kedavra on all three of them.

She transfigured their bodies into rocks and threw them into the lake. She smirked as she walked back to the carriage. Three down. This would show them all that they shouldn't have messed with something that was her's and her's alone.

-STORY STOP-

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Also I'm sorry but I can't do Accents.

~Oni-Kai~