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Harry, Ron, Hermione, Bill and Fleur were all sat around the dinner table, tucking into plates of sausage and mash. Conversation amongst the group was small and forced. Fleur poked a sausage with slight disdain when she felt eyes on her. She glanced up and was met with Hermione's chocolate orbs. The pair stayed like this until Harry said something to Hermione regarding their adventure, reluctantly the brunette tore her eyes from Fleur and engaged in the quiet conversation between the three of them. Fleur finished her meal and placed her plate in the sink before sneaking out of the door unnoticed. She walked across the beach enjoying the feeling of the wind in her hair. Before she realised Fleur had reached the spot her and Hermione had been in earlier that day. Fleur sighed and sat down.
Hermione sat on her bed with her head buried In her hands. "I'm an idiot." She sighed to herself. "Why didn't I say, hell why didn't I do anything back then?" She asked herself.
Hermione was walking from her Defence against the dark arts class with one of her friends from Ravenclaw.
"Professor Moody is insane 'Mione." Aria stated walking beside the bushy haired brunette.
"And you're only just noticing this?" Hermione asked smirking slightly.
"Okay so I'm not the most observant of the bunch." Aria sighed.
"That's an understatement." Hermione stated, the brunette became aware of a familiar laugh, her eyes shot up to meet piercing blue ones looking back at her. It was two or three of the girls from Beaubaxtons, leading the pack was the blonde veela Fleur DeLacour. Hermione stopped walking. Aria walked past her before realising her friend had stopped moving all together.
"Hermione?" The raven haired girl asked. She followed the brunettes line of sight and found it landing on the blonde French girl. Aria chuckled lightly and continued to nudge Hermione. "Hermione? Unless you want people to know about this huge ass crush, I suggest you stop staring." Aria laughed lightly.
"What?" Hermione mumbled.
"Focus." Aria snapped smacking her friend upside the head. Hermione jumped and attracted the attention of a few other students walking around her.
"What was that for?" Hermione hissed.
"You were staring. And by staring I mean In a stalkerish borderline get a restraining order on you staring." Aria replied. Hermione gave her friend one of her signature scowls. Aria jumped into a seat next to the brunette, startling her slightly. "So, talk." She winked.
"We're going to be late." Hermione stated and went to walk past Aria, who quickly caught her arm.
"No way, you're not dodging the Hermione." Aria stated. "You look like an emotional wreck, no offence. Talk to me." There was a pleading tone to Aria's voice. Hermione sighed and shot one last look to the blonde as she disappeared into a classroom.
"Fine. Meet me in the library this evening. Now can we go to class." Aria smirked lightly and released Hermione's arm.
"I think...I like Fleur." Hermione sighed putting her book down.
"I could have worked that out myself you know." Aria replied. "It wasn't exactly well hidden." She pointed out.
"I didn't mean for anybody to see."
"Luckily I don't think anybody else did." Aria replied.
"Except Fleur."
"She saw?" Aria asked, Hermione gave her a weak nod. "Did she look uncomfortable?" Hermione shook her head. "Come on 'Mione, at least speak." Aria laughed.
"Sorry. It's just hard to get my head around."
"Why though?" Aria asked confused. "I thought you were open minded." She frowned lightly.
"She's a girl though." Hermione stated.
"No shit Sherlock, at least your deductional skills haven't gone anywhere." Aria laughed.
"I'm an only child, I can't be gay." Hermione stated.
"Okay first, you're talking to a gay girl, who's also an only child." Aria pointed out. "So that isn't an excuse."
"Shit sorry Aria."
"It's no problem. Second, who said anything about being gay?" She laughed lightly.
"I like a girl." Hermione pointed out.
"I thought you were smart Hermione." Aria laughed.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Hermione asked scowling at her friend.
"Ever heard of that American writer Tennessee Williams?" Aria asked.
"The name rings a bell." Hermione replied. Aria smiled and took out a small piece of parchment and wrote something on it, she slid it over to Hermione who read it slowly. "What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like a road through mountains."
"It's from his play, A Streetcar named Desire." Aria replied.
"I don't understand." Hermione replied shaking her head lightly.
"That's why I wrote it down. You'll work it out. It's not my place to tell you what to do I can just offer you my advice and a shoulder to lean on." Aria stated smiling. "Good luck Hermione." Stated patting her friend on the shoulder before leaving Hermione alone in the library.
Hermione kicked herself mentally. "How has it taken me that long to work it out." She groaned in annoyance. "I need to talk to Harry..." She sighed lying face down on the bed.
Fleur walked back to the cottage cursing to herself as she walked. "I am such an idiot." She sighed to herself again. Her thought's moved to Bill. Bill was a sweet guy and Fleur loved him. Like a brother. But she knew he felt more about her. He loved her and Fleur couldn't bring herself to tell him. "Mon dieu!" Fleur screamed "C'est des conneries!" She kicked the sand before falling to her knees crying. "Connard. Connard. Connard!" She cried. She was unaware of somebody watching her from the cottage.
(A/N) Mon dieu: My God
C'est des conneries: This is bullshit
Connard: Idiot.
Thank you all for reading this, it means so much to me. Aria is a cool name don't you think? Tune in soon for the next chapter ;)