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Chapter Two

I awoke with the greatest sensation inside of me, every single part of my body was tingling and I could not stop the wide smile etched onto my face when I awoke. My morning started in pure bliss, and I couldn't have been happier.

I awoke to soft, silk cushions brushing against my hand – tucked away behind the pillow – and my eyes, slowly, fluttered open. The first thing I caught sight of was silky black and red flowered bed sheets. I instantly knew that this soft, heavenly bed wasn't my own. Oh no, only a great enchantress could own such a bed as this, with its oak headboards and pure velvet bedcovers.

This bed was just like the lady who owned it. And just like that, everything came back to me.

The way we rushed into her apartment, our mouths unattached as if we couldn't get enough of each other. The way she ripped my clothes off, and I hers without even a second thought of the matter, just moving on instinct. The way her eyes took in all of me, before lunging to grab every part of my being that she could, like she simply just had to have me. And the way she stopped me as we went to her bedroom door and looked me right in my eyes – I can still remember the way heat began to flood my whole body, making me feel like it was on fire; just by her stare – and the way she held me so tenderly in her arms before walking me oh so slowly to her bed, letting me fall gently down with her climbing on top of me never once taking her eyes away from me, the way she touched me; it was like pure magic.

I couldn't get enough.

The second thing I noticed when I first awoke was the cold feeling beside me, I turned to look to my left and saw an empty space. She wasn't there beside me.

I felt a slight drop in the pit of my stomach, something I never usually get when someone leaves in the morning before me.

I wasn't sure what to make of the situation at first, did this mean I should leave? I didn't even know where my clothes where, everything past her climbing on top of me last night became a wonderful blur, it all happened so fast nether one of us even had a chance to think.

But now it seems she had thought for the both of us this morning.

I decided to first check if she happened to leave a note at all, anything explaining what I should do, but I came up blank.

So I took it upon myself to get out of the amazingly, comfortable bed of hers and search around for my clothes, finding them in the most peculiar places – like my bra behind her small wardrobe – nevertheless I picked it all up before quickly putting them all on me again.

I'm not usually one for going back home in the same clothes as the night before, but it seemed this time round I didn't really have much of a choice. I went about getting dressed whilst thinking of ways I could quickly sneak back in without Harry and Ron seeing me. If they ever caught sight of this I know for a fact they would never let me live it down. I could already see the taunting I would get – honestly it's not like I've never seen them bring back a girl or two into their rooms; boys.

I walk out her bedroom door intent to make a run for it before anyone can see me do the 'walk of shame' home, when I suddenly smell the waft of homemade breakfast floating in from her living-room. I turn to where her kitchen is, it's separated to the side by a small wall, and see plates of different types of food, from sausages to bacon strips to chocolate chip muffins, placed elegantly on her small rounded table. I couldn't help but stare for a second or two, it all looked too good to be true, the sight of the food was something like that of a front paged magazine. I would have stood there staring all day had I not heard my belly begin to grumble – loudly.

I started to make my way over to the food when I heard the bathroom door swing open and out walked my mystery woman, in all her beautiful glory. For a moment I started to think that I had made her all up in my head, for nobody could be that beautiful. But there she was, standing there this time just in ordinary clothing of tight fitted jeans and a smart blouse, her long blonde hair now tied up in a fancy hairstyle, and her bright pale skin glowing in the slight sun coming through the windows.

She was a picture of perfection, and I felt my body begin to tingle once more.

I would have happily stared at her all day if I could, had my belly not decided to make itself known again by grumbling even louder than before.

It seemed loud enough for even her to hear it too and she looked up at me quickly, her eyes wide like she was surprised to see me there at all.

Had she forgotten I was here? She couldn't have, though, if she cooked all of this food, which I assume is for me.

"Good morning" I state happily, giving her my biggest smile.

She looks at me for a good second or two before she quickly replies with a 'good morning' of her own. She keeps away from me, never seeming to stand too close, and her eyes never seem to be looking towards me either, its almost like she's trying to find other things to look at besides me.

I was going to take that as a hint to leave before she began to speak up again, louder this time.

"I did not want to wake you, 'zo I left you to get as much rest as you needed while I made 'zome breakfast. I wasn't sure what you liked 'zo I made a bit of everything, I hope you find 'zat it's too your liking." She says to me, whilst showing me the food laid out on the table.

Her eyes never quite seem to find mine so instead I keep them on the food, which does look rather tasty. I can't quite believe that she made all of this for me, just when I was starting to feel emptiness inside of me from her odd behaviour she makes the tingles come shooting back again.

No one has ever made me breakfast before.

"Thank you, it all looks wonderful." I tell her, my smile never once faltering, if anything it seems to be growing.

"I'm 'zorry I had to get up early this morning, but I cannot be late for work, I hope you understand, but please make yourself comfortable; eat and I'll make my way out." She tells me all in one rush, she quickly grabs her brown leather bag hanging on the wall by the door and puts on her jacket.

I can tell she really must be in a rush and I don't want to interrupt her anymore than I may already have, so I quickly take a seat by the table.

I'm just about to happily eat away when I remember something and I turn towards her.

"Oh, by the way, I never did quite catch your name" I quickly get out, wanting to ask before she leaves.

She stops midway putting her jacket on and looks at me, finally, right in the eyes for the first time this morning.

"My name is Fleur, Fleur Delacour." She says quietly. The way her name rolls so elegantly makes the fire inside of me burn once more. For some reason hearing her slight French accent does something to me, something I've never quite felt for anyone else before.

"Hermione Granger." I say ever so softly, as my eyes lock onto her bright blues.

I almost forgot just how blue they were.

"Ermione." She breathes out, like she's testing it on her tongue, before she gives a quick nod in approval. "I like it, it suits you." She tells me, just before she opens the door and closes it quickly behind her.

I didn't even get a chance to say 'Good bye.'

I let out a disappointed sigh before I turn back to all the delicious food in front of me and start to place a bit of everything onto my red plate. For some reason I get slightly irked when I think about her leaving like that, not even giving me a second look. But then I think about her saying she needed to head to work and I can't really get mad at her for that.

She did make me breakfast after all, and she left me to sleep not once waking me up too. She even said to 'make myself comfortable' which could be her way of saying that I don't need to leave right away.

So with that in mind I happily eat away whilst thinking of spending my day here instead – at least that way I don't have to face the boys.

I'm woken up by the sound of the door flying open and banging onto the wall, followed by heavy breathing and groaning. My eyes instantly shoot open at the sounds, the first thing my eyes lay upon is the television screen in front of me, but it's switched off so I know that the noise isn't from there.

My first thought is that maybe Ron brought back another girl again, like he seems to be doing a lot lately, but then I suddenly get the feeling that this sofa is not my own. I quickly look down and see a fluffy brown blanket over me and feel the leather sofa touching my skin, and it finally dawns on me that I'm still at Fleur's apartment.

Crap!

I must have fallen asleep on her sofa sometime during the day and forgotten to leave. Now she's come back home, and by the sounds of it she isn't alone. When I hear a familiar moan from behind me I immediately know that she is definitely not alone, and that I definitely need to leave.

I feel around on the ground to find my shoes and quickly, but quietly, try to put them on my feet underneath the blanket. I check the clock in front of me and see that it's nine in the evening; at least it isn't too late so I can still get a train back home, if I manage to leave here that is.

I instantly cringe at myself, how could I have been so stupid as to think that she meant I could stay here the whole day? Of course she was only being kind; I knew I should have left as soon as I had my breakfast.

Clearly she didn't like me as much as I thought she had, if she's able to go from one person to the next like this than I'm guessing she probably didn't show any interest to me at all.

I feel like an idiot.

But I know I don't have time to think about any of that just yet, not when I can hear her and her next victim groaning at the front door.

How am I supposed to leave now?

I decide to try and crawl around the sofa and wait for her to take it to the bedroom, just like I know she will – she did that with me only the night before. So I slip down from the sofa and go on all fours, before waiting it out by the side. The sounds of the moans and groans fill my head and it takes everything inside of me not to let the water form around my eyes.

It should only be me that makes her moan like that.

Suddenly I hear their feet start to come closer and I flinch when I see that she's leading – what I can now clearly see is a tall man – to her sofa. I quickly shuffle to the back and see that the door is now free.

All I need to do is head straight to the door, I haven't even got my jacket or bag but to hell with it, I need to leave. Now.

So I shuffle as fast as I can to the front door, and just before reaching for the handle I look behind me to check that I'm in the all clear. I see that they have both fallen onto the sofa now, their mouths never once leaving each other.

I quickly get a flashback of last night, and how only a few hours ago that was me under her tender arms, my mouth tasting hers.

I shake my head of the thought though; I can't stop and think right now. Not when I have so clearly out stayed my welcome.

I reach for the doorknob and quietly turn it; I instinctively begin to hold my breath. My heart is beating a mile a second and I'm starting to perspire under all the stress, I've never been so scared in my life.

Please God, don't let her find me here.

The doorknob is still turning, and I close my eyes shut as I wait for the click to sound, but I hear nothing. The door opens.

I breathe out a sigh of relief and just as I'm about to walk out the door and never come back, the lights switch on.

My heart stops and my body freezes in its place.

"Ermione?"

Shit!

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