A/N : Hey hey hey! So i know its late, and im sorry. I wrote this last night, i was so excited by the reviews and alerts and i was out the whole day with my mum. Reading over it, i realised it needed work - Im not too sure about it, its a bit long. But, i was able to use the prompt AND talk about Victoire being Veela. I really hope i havent screwed it up.

Let me know what you think yea?

Prompt : Amethyst

Disclaimer : I dont own any character, plot, or idea of this concept Harry Potter, It all belongs to JK, not me.

So Happy And So Amethyst-ish!

The best part of being Veela is how no matter how long you take to get ready, what you wear, where you wear it to, when you wear it, or how much effort you put/or don't put in it, you always look gorgeous. - Atleast, that's what they all think.

In a near frantic rush, her voice echoing desperation, calling out to her roommate Persephone, she screams: "Sephy! Have you seen my purple top? The one that's like a shade of amethyst! It's gorgeous and fitting, and its Teddy's favourite!"

"In your cupboard. You hung it up last night remember?" Sephy laughs.

Of course she did! Resisting the urge to hex herself, Victoire throws open the cupboard door and grabs at it. Pulling it over her hair, whilst trying to perform a straightening charm on her blonde messy strands, she's hardly successful in either. Screaming a quick thank you, she feels the adrenaline bursting through her blood, and she smoothens down the amethyst coloured top, and she runs down the stairs in those checkered plaid print ballet shoes. Landing right in her boyfriend's arms. In Teddy's arms.

"Hi" she murmurs into his neck.

He doesn't reply straight away. He's too busy gazing at her, wide eyed.

She's wearing his favourite top. An almost amethyst colour. He turns his hair to that shade as well, and she knows he thinks she looks beautiful. [not hot, but beautiful] and she knows he only did it to make her smile. [that wide brilliant ear-to-ear smile]

"Hi. You look beautiful," he smiles back, unable to stop. He feels so happy, and so rare, just like the amethyst. So happy, and so amethyst-ish! Not because he was going out with the most gorgeous girl [with Veela blood]. No. But because he was going out with his best friend who just happened to be the most gorgeous girl. It didn't mean anything whether she was Veela or not.

They look quite a pair - He with purple hair; She in a purple top, and slightly off charmed hair. But he doesn't care. He loves her all the same. [maybe a little more]

They're gazing in each other's eyes. So he tells her everything he can't put in words. Like how much he loves her, and how much she means to him, and how he couldn't care less about her Veela ancestry, and how he just knows it's got nothing to do with being Veela. But it's got everything to do with being Victoire.

He leans forward, and he kisses her and she's swooning, [almost melting] and she knows, that he knows. She can just feel his smug smile against her lips, and she knows, he can feel hers.

The best part of being Veela is how no matter how long you take to get ready, what you wear, where you wear it to, when you wear it, or how much effort you put/or don't put in it, you always look gorgeous.

Atleast, that's what they all think … except him.

Except Teddy.

Her best friend, her boyfriend, her life.

- Mr Theodore Lupin.

A/N: Hope you liked it! Im not completely confident about it, so leave me a Review? :)