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As much as I would love to write the hot and sexy french accent for Fleur… well suffice to say I suck at it and I am being very kind in my description. I apologize in advance but I think we all have the power of imagination to rectify this inherent flaw of mine.

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Chapter 4


Hermione was in hysterics by the time the Grangers boarded the airplane.

"Oh… what might Fleur be thinking when she comes in the morning and I'm not there", Hermione kept on rambling to herself.

"I know what she'll think, she'll think you're a liar and a meanie", Hermione replied to herself.

This dialog went unnoticed by her parents are they were talking amongst themselves, worried for their practice. The phone call from their neighbour was very upsetting as their clinic was their heart and soul. They wondered how anyone could break into it and destroy what they worked so hard to build.

Hermione for her part, just faced the window with unseeing teary eyes, a head full of ways how to apologize to Fleur, and a heart full of pain and sorrow.

When they arrived, they retrieved their luggage and piled into a cab.

"Hermione dear, you'll be staying over at your grandmother's place for the next few days while your father and I sort out the clinic"

"Why can't I go home? I'm old enough to be left home alone. I have important things I need to do and I also need to pack for the start of term", Hermione retorted her mother.

"Hermione, you need to understand that this is very stressful for both your mother and I. Your grandmother will be able to take care of you in ways we cannot right now. She'll talk to you, tell you stories, and remember how great of a cook she is?", Hermione's father tried to pacify the situation.

Hermione did not try to push the matter as she can see the cab is enroute to her grandmother's place anyhow.

When the cab pulled up, they all exited the cab. Sarah went over to the door and rang the bell while John scooped Hermione into his arms.

"Remember sweetheart, your grandmother doesn't know that you are a witch so please keep it on the down low", John said as he hugged his little girl and kissed her on the top of her head.

Hermione walked up to her grandmother and hugged her. She always loved her grandmother, she always smelled of apples and cinnamon, a scent Hermione has come to associate with warmth and comfort. The two things she needs the most right now.

Hermione took her luggage from her father, gave her mother a quick kiss on the cheek and followed her grandmother into the house while her parents were driven back home in the same cab.

Dorothy Granger had always loved Hermione. The only child of her only child. Ever since she laid eyes on her granddaughter all those years ago in the hospital, she knew that she would love this girl until her last breath. She had always maintained a very close relationship with Hermione, up until she turned eleven and attended boarding school.

Dorothy always wondered why John and Sarah would send their only child off to boarding and all the way in Scotland. She questioned them on numerous occasions, and they always had the same answer: it's the best school for their little girl.

Dorothy always thought it to mean that the school had an enrichment program for children academically excelling beyond their years. At some point, she stopped asking and just accepted it. She missed the times Hermione would visit her and tell her all the marvelous books she has read or all the new things she had learned in school.

"Hermione, would you like a spot of tea?"

"Oh grandmother, that would be lovely but here, let me do it"

Dorothy watched as Hermione moved effortlessly around her kitchen. This little girl has spent so much time here that it looked second nature to her.

They sat at the kitchen table with tea in hand and a plate of biscuit between them.

"Hermione, how are your studies coming along?"

"It's great grandmother, I have learned so much in these past three years", Hermione smiled as she answered. Dorothy can see that there is something weighing on her granddaughter's mind.

"What is it dear? You have a look of sadness in your eyes. Is something the matter? Maybe grandmother can help."

Hermione told her grandmother about Fleur, how they met, and their reunion.

"It's just… everything's all messed up grandmother. She told she would come to the hotel in the morning to pick me up and we could spend time with her family"

"Oh that sounds lovely", Dorothy said.

"Yes it does grandmother but then mom and dad woke me up last night and said we had to return to London immediately. Well, I didn't get a chance to tell her I'll be leaving or how to contact me. She should be at the hotel right now expecting me to meet her", by now Hermione is tears.

Dorothy held her granddaughter in her arms and spoke again, "Oh my, that does sound like quite a disaster. Why don't you head on down to the library and see if you can find their publicist again?"

"That's brilliant grandmother, would you like to come with me? It's been too long since we last took a stroll to the library"

"I'd love to darling"

As they walked to the library, Hermione could not help but feel the nostalgia. She and her grandmother used to walk this exact route to the library all those years ago. She felt like that same little girl all over again. Hermione even held her grandmother's hand, just like she had done in yesteryears.

Once they arrived, Hermione led them to the travel section and scanned the aisles for her desired book.

Dorothy noticed the same brightness in Hermione's eyes when she is the presence of books. Some things forever and Hermione's love for books is a classic example.

Dorothy took a seat at one of the old wooden tables and waited for Hermione to return with her reading material. Not too long later, Hermione sits beside her grandmother with a book in hand. Dorothy looks down at the book and realizes that Hermione has the page turned to the Delaour family. She remembers from her own school girl days reading on this family for her history classes.

"Hermione dear, the girl you befriended, she is a member of this family?", Dorothy asked in a bit of shock and disbelief.

"Yes grandmother, her name is Fleur and she is the eldest daughter of Louis and Apolline Delacour. Why grandmother?", Hermione inquired, curious to know why her grandmother sounded surprised.

"Oh nothing dear, I just remember reading about this family when I was your age", Dorothy replied.

Hermione jotted down the phone number and put it in her pocket.

"Did you want to have lunch before we head back to the house grandmother?"

"What a splendid idea, Hermione"

After lunch both grandmother and granddaughter returned home. Hermione went straight for the phone and asked if she could use it. Her grandmother just smiled, nodded, and then proceeded to leave to give Hermione a bit of privacy.

She dialed the number and waited for the line to connect.


"My little flower, can you follow me into the study?"

"Yes papa"

When the two reached the study, Louis handed the telephone receiver to his daughter.

"Who is it papa?"

"Why not find out for yourself? I find life gets more interesting when you make your own discoveries", with a wink he proceeded to exit the study.

"Bonjour", Fleur spoke into the receiver.

"Fleur! Thank goodness I found you. I thought I'd never be able to talk to you again. I hope you're not mad, we had a family emergency and had to return to London immediately. I would have left you a note but the urgency with which we left didn't leave me time to write one and I didn't know your address. My grandmother brought me to the libr….", Hermione rambled until she was cut off by Fleur.

"You're really adorable when you are all flustered. I forgive you", Fleur had even surprised herself with the ease with which she was willing to let her hurt go. She couldn't understand it herself but she didn't care because at this very moment, Hermione was on the phone with her.

"Phew, I thought you wouldn't ever want to talk to me again. I really am sorry Fleur. I wish we didn't have to leave so soon. I was really looking forward to spending more time with you".

"Really? I thought you grew tired of me and decided to leave", Fleur said with unshed tears in her eyes. Her inner veela was so confused. It was hurt because Hermione had left, it was angry that Fleur didn't express how hurt she was, and it was happy that Hermione was in her life again.

"Oh, no please don't think like that Fleur. I would never grow tired of you. We've only just met but I feel like we've been friends forever", Hermione reassured.

The three of them were all at peace; Hermione, Fleur, and the inner veela.

They continued to talk for a little longer making sure to exchange addresses and phone numbers. Hermione would have to figure out how to write to Fleur and receive letters from her when she is at the burrow or Hogwarts. She'll figure that out but for now, she's just happy to have Fleur back in her life. Hermione doesn't know why Fleur means so much to her but she has always believed that things always work themselves out in the end.

Unbeknownst to Hermione, Fleur was having the same dilemma. How would their communication continue while she was at Beaubaxton? She would have to ask her maman and papa for help on that. After all, what good is magic if she couldn't keep Hermione in her life.

After promises of calling each other and writing plenty of letters they ended the call. Their hearts soared with happiness and joy. All was calm and peaceful for now and that was all that mattered. They would be able to sleep soundly at night knowing the other was still within reach.


I'm sorry for the long wait. I just finished half my exams. The other half will be next week. I had this chapter about 90% written and thought I needed a break from studying and decided to finish it. I hope you all enjoy. I didn't want to start their actual time at Hogwarts until I can fully dedicate my time to writing. Wouldn't want to ruin that very special moment for my readers. Once again, thanks for reading and please review. It makes me happy reading the reviews :D