Three chapters? This close together? Boy do I have inspiration!
Fleur yawned as she walked down the stairs, it was mid morning at shell cottage and the blonde was already exhausted. Hermione suffered many more nightmares that night and Fleur did her best to help throughout but ultimately the pair ended up sitting there, watching the sun rise. Fleur wouldn't admit it. But she loved it. Upon entering the kitchen she was greeted with a tired looking Harry and Ron and Bill, he tried his best to put on a happy face. "Morning love." He greeted upon noticing her arrival pulling her in for a quick kiss on her forehead. Fleur flinched slightly at the touch but disguised it as a shiver.
"How is she?" Harry asked.
"Not good." Fleur replied sighing. "She is...Not 'erself."
"Do you think we can go to see her?" Harry asked.
"Oui I do not see why not. But do not force 'er into talking." Fleur stated. Harry and Ron left the kitchen and began to walk upstairs.
"What happened to your face?" Bill asked observing Fleur's nose.
"It was an accident." Fleur responded truthfully. "She was 'aving a nightmare." Fleur sighed. Bill pulled her into a hug.
"You're doing the right thing." Bill hugged her tighter.
"I 'ope so." Fleur sighed again.
"'Mione? You all right?" Harry asked glancing at the brunette. She was wearing unfamiliar clothes, most likely Fleur's Harry assumed. Hermione couldn't bring herself to look at her friends. Harry put a reassuring hand on her knee causing her to jump back slightly. Harry retracted his hand immediately. "We're here if you need to talk all right?" After getting no reply Harry stood up from the bed and walked past Ron who silently followed. On the way down the stairs they passed Fleur.
" 'Ow is she?" Fleur asked.
"Not good." Harry shook his head. "She wouldn't speak to us." He spotted the tray Fleur was holding. "Is that for her?"
"Oui and myself. I 'ave not 'ad ze chance to eat anything." Fleur replied.
"All right. I'll see you later Fleur." Harry walked past her followed by Ron who nodded slightly at her. Fleur knocked the door before entering.
" 'Ow are you feeling?" Fleur asked.
"Not much better." Hermione replied truthfully.
"It will take some time." Fleur stated putting the tray down between herself and Hermione. "I figured you could use some food."
"Thank you Fleur, that's very kind of you." Hermione took a slice of toast.
" 'Ow was 'Arry and Ronald?" Fleur asked. Hermione stopped eating.
"I...Couldn't talk to them Fleur. I just couldn't." Hermione sighed. "I felt so guilty."
"You 'ave done nothing wrong." Fleur stated.
"I wasn't strong enough." Hermione stated.
"What that...salope did...Pardon my French. Was unforgivable. She will suffer for what she did to you ma Cherie. Do not forget zat." Fleur place her hand on Hermione's knee. To prove her point.
"Thank you Fleur. So much, I don't know what I would do if you wasn't here." Hermione replied. This caused Fleur to smile genuinely for the first time in what felt like days.
"It is my pleasure ma Cherie. Now let us eat." Fleur picked up her own slice of toast. Hermione watched in admiration as Fleur delicately ate her breakfast. Hermione had always had what she considered a school girl crush on the quarter veela. But other time Hermione had accepted it to be something...more. She would not accept to this however, Fleur was happily married to Bill, her best friends brother. Hermione buried her feelings but spending so much time next the blonde Hermione could already feel her feelings burning up again. Normally Hermione would excuse herself from the blonde's presence, she couldn't do this. Fleur was the only person she trusted enough to be around, she couldn't leave.
"Are you ok 'Ermione?" The French girl asked bringing the brunette out of her trace of thought.
"I'm fine thanks Fleur." Hermione pondered for a moment. "Can we go for a walk later?" Hermione found herself soon asking. Fleur was startled by the sudden forwardness from the brunette, just twelve hours ago Fleur was having trouble getting the young woman to look at her.
"If zat is what you want 'Ermione. But don't feel rushed into anything zer is plenty of time ma Cherie." Fleur spoke softly.
"I feel cooped up in here." Hermione stated.
"You really are a Gryffindor." Fleur chuckled.
(A/N) Salope means Bitch in French by the way. (As far as I know)
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