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Chapter 4.

Nightly rendezvous

The next morning Hermione woke up to the feeling of someone nudging her in the side. Groaning she tried opening her eyes to see who her attacker was, but failed miserably, it was as if her eyelids where glued together. She could hear people moving around and she when she felt the mattress dip she knew someone was sitting next to her.

"Hermione," sounded a sickly sweet voice which she recognized as Ashley's, "wake up."

"Ugh" she groaned again and grabbed the blanked and yanked it over her head, but it was immediately grabbed of off her again so she turned her head and buried it into her pillow. She really wasn't a morning person anymore, it seemed like all the mornings at Hogwarts when she got up really early to study where finally catching up with her these last two years, ofcourse it could also have to do something with the nights on which she went to bed really late…

"I give up," she heard Ashley say and felt the girl plop down onto the bed next to her, "you try waking her up."

Hermione didn't know who 'you' could be but she had a fair idea that it was either Ginny or Fleur.

"Per'aps we could juzt try and wake 'er up by throwing cold water onto her." Fleur said and the smiled amused when the lazy witch shot up with her eyes opened wide.

"You wouldn't," Hermione said, this time narrowing her eyes into thin lines, looking at the silvery-haired woman.

"You bet we would," Ashley decided to help the half-veela out, she could see the lost look on her face, Fleur probably thought Hermione was really angry at her, but knowing her friend Ashley knew Hermione was just grumpy for being woken this early. "I thought it was a perfect idea." She turned towards the other witch, "thanks Fleur, I'm gonna use that technique more often."

"You wouldn't," Hermione said again, this time directing her narrowed eyes at Ashley.

Before Ashley could reply Ginny jumped in: "Anyway, we where waking you up because mom just called and said that breakfast is ready."

"Oh," the brown-haired girl practically squeaked, "food" jumping out of bed as quick as lightning, making the three other girls laugh. "What?" she asked sounding indignant.

"There are really only four things you ever think about: work, sleep, food and sex," Ashley replied, making both Hermione and Fleur blush, though because of different reasons.

"Really" Ginny asked with a mix of wonder and shock, "You never told me of you doing…you know…'it.'"

"And on that note I'm going downstairs to get something to eat," quickly Hermione left the room but not before Ginny followed her shouting: "I'll figure it out!" Truth was: Hermione was never really shy about the subject, not since she met Ashley anyway, but it just felt kind of weird talking about it with Ginny, whom she saw as a little sister.

This left Fleur and Ashley alone in the room, Fleur still flustered by Ashley's earlier comment.

Smirking Ashley said: "I bet I know what you where thinking about," making the other girl blush even more, "I knew it!" deciding she had bullied the other girl enough for the time being she grabbed her by the arm and dragged her towards the stairs, "Come on let's get something to eat."

The day went by quickly, Ginny, Harry and Ron where outside riding their brooms, Fleur helped Mrs. Weasley around the house while Hermione and Ashley spend most of their time exploring the neighbourhood.

By the time it was 10 p.m. and the two girls still weren't back. Mrs. Weasley was really starting to get worried. Though Ginny kept saying things like: 'I bet they just went to a club or something,' and 'Hermione is really responsible, nothing happened,' the woman couldn't help but imagine the most worst case scenarios of what could have happened to them.

Just then they heard a hard 'boink' and someone giggle. All of them rushed out of the kitchen and into the hallway, where they found both Hermione and Ashley lying on the ground giggling outrageous.

"Where have you been?" Mrs. Weasley said, crossing her arms across her chest and giving them her best motherly glare.

The girls abruptly stopped laughing when they saw the look on the woman's face and quickly got up from the ground.

"I…uh…we," Ashley started, not quite knowing what to say, she shot Hermione a pleading look.

"We got lost," the brunette quickly replied. It was true, once they had decided to go back to the house they couldn't remember were they had came from, so they ended up asking some boy's for a lift.

Immediately Mrs. Weasley's face softened and she said: "well I'm glad that you are ok, now I think it's best that you all go upstairs, it's late."

The girls made their way to their room, once there they silently got into their sleepwear and laid down into bed.

After five minutes Fleur noticed Ginny had fallen asleep and that Ashley and Hermione where now softly talking to each other. What they where talking about she couldn't quite follow, but she just enjoyed listening to the soft, smooth tone of Hermione's voice. When the brunette let out a chuckle Fleur had to smile too, how she wished she was able to make the other girl laugh like that, make her soft, full lips curl up at the ends and making her eyes twinkle like they always did when she smiled.

Fleur sighed, what had happened to her she didn't know. She went from being the sexy, confident and wanted-by-everyone-girl too shy, insecure and timid one? It was all a big clue to her. She sighed again and closed her eyes, maybe things won't look so bad in the morning. With that last hopeful thought she drifted off into a restless sleep.

'BANG' Fleur shot up in her bed, being woken by the loud noise, "what was that?" she asked softly to no one in particular.

Slowly she lifted her sheets aside and got out as quiet as possible, doing her best not to wake the other girls.

She made her way through the dark, feeling around in search of her wand. When she finally found it she whispered a soft "lumos" and sneaked out of the room, keeping the small light in front of her.

As she made her way through the hallway she could hear Mr. Weasley loudly snoring and had to smile a little, that man could be louder than a chainsaw.

She arrived at the stairs and began to make her way down, careful not to make any sounds in case there was a burglar or something.

When the French witch finished her journey and stood at the bottom of the stairs she could see a shimmer of light coming from the kitchen. Oh god there really IS someone down here trying not to freak out or scream everybody awake she edged a little closer trying to get a glimpse of the intruder.

Another BANG was heard, almost giving her a heart attack, without thinking twice she loudly pushed the door open and half stormed into the room with her wand held high, ready to defend herself.

Fleur, however, locked eyes with a very shocked looking Hermione.

"God Fleur, you scared the hell outta me" the younger witch laid her hand on her chest obviously trying to calm her racing heart.

Little did she know Fleur's heart was doing exactly the same, though because of a entirely different reason. The silvery haired woman had trouble forming any sort of reasonable thought due to the fact that Hermione was wearing a very skimpy nightgown, showing of lots of smooth tanned skin.

Just when her mind started working again and making her think about how great it would feel to touch that skin Hermione spoke again.

"enjoying the view?" she asked with an amused smirk on her face.

Merde, she had been caught checking the other girl out. Calme Fleur, juzt deny it, she can't prove it anyway "I-I….No…I wasn't…I-I" she stuttered out good job, really convincing.

Hermione's smirk just got bigger as she graciously made her way closer to her, making her look like some predator hunting on some innocent prey.

And the prey in this case was Fleur, who was now backing up a little every time the other girl took a step closer. "W-what are you doing?" she finally managed to get out as her crush stood as close as possible to her, she had nowhere to go now since her back was pressed against a wall.

"Shh" the other girl softly spoke to her as she brought up her hand to Fleur's face and softly stroked her cheek, "it's ok, Ashley told me."

Millions of thoughts jumped around in the French woman's mind, one of the first being: I am going to kill Ashley quickly followed by a: O non, zhe iz going to 'ate me now. Then the realisation hit her that Hermione, the girl she had longed for, for such a long time was softly cherishing her face and all thoughts seemed to jus flood from her mind.

Looking up into brown eyes her breath caught in her throat at what she saw there, beautiful dark brown pools, deep enough to drown in them stared at her making her go weak in the knees.

She wanted to tell the brunette just how beautiful she was and how much she was in love with her but before she got a chance to even speak one word the other girl was leaning forward, while their faces where closer and closer to each other Fleur tried to prepare herself for what she knew would be the best feeling she experienced, the feel of Hermione's lips against hers…

am I Evil??? yes :P Wow i didn't realize how short it was until now... ah well, you'll just gonna have 2 be happy with what ya got, even though it probably sucked... Don't forget to review!!