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Hermione
Walking through Parc Du Champ De Mars, so far it has been at least two hours since she has been looking for her love. She wasn't in the best of moods, after searching from her apartment to the Park, male after male have been hitting on her or staring at her arse like it was eye candy. Hermione didn't have a problem with it, but it hurt to know that it wasn't the one she loved that was looking at her like this.
Hermione was so distracted by her thoughts that she didn't see a little green ball come straight toward her. A little thump on her head caused a little pain.
"Ow... what the." Hermione examined the little slobbery tennis ball that was a few inches away from her.
A faint clink clink was in the background and Hermione looked behind her to see a black and brown dog sitting and looking at the ball that was next to her on the ground.
"You want the ball boy?" Hermione asked picking up the ball.
The dog squirmed and woofed with delight, he panted with his tongue sticking out. Hermione thought that he was smiling at her and pushed the thought away as she tossed the wet green ball to the dog. The dog caught it with his jaw and jogged up to her. Hermione pet the dog in front of her, smiling like a kid on Christmas day. Hermione loved dogs, but thanks to Crookshanks she was scared that he would somehow hurt any dog or puppy she got.
It was funny the dog reminded Hermione of Fleur, the fact the dog looked calm and collected and still smiled whenever he looked at her, his eyes were the same color, even when another male with black hair and green eyes started hitting on her, the dog had none of this and went up behind the man and bit his arse, making the man scream like pansy did when Fleur broke her arm. Which still confused Hermione why she did that.
Hermione looked at the dog again curious of who was the mysterious owner of such a funny and brilliant dog. The maroon red color that was the dog's color gained the witch's attention. The brown haired Seven-teen year old sat herself next to the dog.
"What's this boy?" Hermione asked looking at his dog tag.
What it said on the tag made Hermione's heart skip a beat.
Xarles
03387-36620
Paris, France Delacour Manor
Fleur Aurelie Delacour
Hermione's heartbeat was pumping so fast, she thought it would explode. 'Oh God, this is Fleur's dog. She's around here. God, no wonder the dog was reminding me of her. Fleur, I'm coming to you, I promise my love, I miss you.'
Hermione couldn't help the smile that was spreading across her face, she felt like flying and screaming like a madwoman. She turned to Xarles still smiling and grabbed his leash.
"Let's go find Fleur, Xarles." The dog barked in reply, making Hermione laugh.
Walking through the park Hermione saw Gabrielle but she didn't say hi, as she didn't see her. A few minutes later Hermione saw the woman she was looking for. She looked even more beautiful in her eyes then she did four years ago. Hermione smiled and said "Fleur!"